I went to Hogwarts after being spotted by Grindelwald

Although Sean couldn't open his mouth, he still showed an extremely excited expression, even though he had already calmed down inside.

On the one hand, as a young wizard, he felt that he should try to act as normal as possible.

On the other hand, he was really excited to win two top prizes.

Grindelwald waved his right hand, and the needle on the record player next to him automatically reset, and the melodious chamber music started playing again.

Sean laughed secretly, this damn sense of ritual...

Finally, the door of the disappearing cabinet was pushed open.

This time, without any accident, the white-haired and long-bearded Dumbledore walked out of the cabinet.

He was wearing a brown-red wizard robe, and Sean, with his sharp eyes, could tell at a glance that this robe was the one worn by Dumbledore at the Hogwarts opening ceremony.

"Albus -" Grindelwald slowly opened his hands, the smile on his face was brighter than the burning fireplace next to Sean, "my best friend."

Dumbledore also showed a smile, but it was less enthusiastic in comparison.

"Gellert, long time no see."

"To be precise, we haven't seen each other for six years. You didn't attend last year's Goblet of Fire due to illness. I have been worried about you for a long time, Albus."

"Thank you for your concern, but let's talk about old times next time. I have to take this little guy back. Mr. Wallup, what is your first class tomorrow?" Dumbledore looked at Sean.

Sean was just about to signal that he couldn't speak, but suddenly found that his mouth could move again.

"Um, Herbology class, Professor." In fact, tomorrow is Friday, and Ravenclaw has no classes all morning, but Sean understood Dumbledore's hint.

"Well, come on, kid, Professor Sprout will definitely not like you being late." Dumbledore waved to him.

Sean couldn't help but glance at Grindelwald. He didn't mean to stop him, and still looked directly at Dumbledore with a smile on his face.

Sean walked next to Dumbledore, but kept a certain distance from the headmaster.

He didn't want to be asked with a wand to his neck one day: "What makes Albus Dumbledore like you so much?"

Dumbledore showed him a kind smile, and then led him towards the vanishing cabinet.

"Gellert, see you next time."

Just when Sean stepped into the disappearing cabinet, Grindelwald's regretful voice rang out: "Albus, don't you want to talk to me again?"

Sean could feel the hand that had been resting on his shoulder pause for a moment.

Dumbledore stood still, with a melancholy tone in his voice: "Gellert..."

"Albus," Grindelwald's voice was filled with regret and a strange sense of pleasure, "are you still not over that bet?"

Sean could feel his heart beating violently.

Bet?! Am I about to hear some shocking secret?!

However, compared to the huge sense of curiosity in his heart, Sean is more worried about being silenced or being cursed to become a fool...

Why don't you put some earplugs in my ears and listen? Sean wailed in his heart.

Then, Sean felt Dumbledore's hand on his shoulder move away, and the principal's gentle voice sounded in his ears.

"Sean, can you go back first and wait for me there for a while?"

"Of course, Professor." Sean immediately walked into the disappearing cabinet. Although he unfortunately couldn't hear the rest, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

When Sean turned around, he saw Grindelwald walking up to Dumbledore. The expression on his face was joyful and wild, and he put a hand on Dumbledore's shoulder.

Like a best friend I haven't seen for many years.

Unexpectedly, Grindelwald turned his attention to Sean again, and he asked: "Sean, I have a question."

"Um, please, sir?"

Grindelwald stroked his mustache with a finger and said with a smile: "Why didn't you choose Nurmengard in the first place?"

Sean glanced at the expressionless Dumbledore and said slowly: "Maybe it's the president of the Hogwarts Student Union who came to recruit students. He seems kinder?"

"Kind?" Grindelwald's smile gradually widened, as if he had heard a joke that made him overjoyed, "Hahaha, very good, very good reason, I must lock up Sterling tomorrow."

He waved his hand, and blue flames suddenly ignited in the air. Grindelwald stretched out his hand towards the flames and took out something from it.

It was a transparent glass bottle with something floating gently inside. It was like a combination of gas and liquid, showing a psychedelic silvery white color.

The glass bottle slowly floated in front of Sean.

"Sean, consider this a belated greeting. I told you, this is going to be an amazing journey, isn't it?"

Sean looked at the glass bottle and turned his attention to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded slightly to him.

Since the principal also agreed, I will accept the hush money... Sean grabbed the glass bottle and stuffed it under his robe.

The two of them were still looking at him, and Sean laughed sarcastically, then closed the cabinet door himself: "I'm leaving first..."

As the cabinet door was about to close, Sean saw Dumbledore's increasingly cold expression, while Grindelwald waved enthusiastically at him.

"Looking forward to our next meeting."

The cabinet door closes.

The only sound left in the room was the crackling sound of burning in the fireplace, and the cool night breeze blew in from the window, covering up Grindelwald's last words.

"My heir."

Dumbledore had completely suppressed his usual gentle smile. He looked at Grindelwald with a serious expression.

"Gellert, you violated our agreement."

"Promise?" Grindelwald smiled and fiddled with the strange-looking lapel pin on his collar again, "This was just a wonderful accident. I didn't do anything."

"Gellert." Dumbledore's tone became a little more serious.

Grindelwald nonchalantly put his arms around Dumbledore's shoulders and came to the other side of the room. With a wave of his hand, the flames in the fireplace became more intense, and a coffee table appeared between the two armchairs.

"It's been so long, my old friend," he picked up the red wine on the coffee table and uncorked it, "I think, first of all, we should celebrate?"

Goblets appeared in the hands of both of them, and Grindelwald poured two glasses of red wine.

He filled up his glass, still holding the bottle in his other hand.

"Here's to us." As if he didn't notice Dumbledore's serious and indifferent expression, Grindelwald raised his glass with a smile, and then drank it down.

He placed the wine bottle heavily on the coffee table, causing several old books in the middle of the table to shake.

A piece of parchment slipped out, with seven names written on it in wild cursive calligraphy, four circled in red handwriting, and three circled in green handwriting.

Grindelwald picked up the parchment, flicked the paper lightly, and spoke in a psychedelic tone, as if he was drunk.

"Albus, we cannot prevent the beginning of a new era..."