,I have to go now."

"Ah?" The aftereffects of all kinds of excitement and severe pain tonight hit him. Sean's mind didn't turn around at all, and he looked at the other party naively.

Grindelwald showed a wild smile: "It's time to remind our European friends of me, the Dark Lord."

Sean was stunned for a moment, and finally stood up slowly: "Promise me not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and don't glare at me. I'm serious - and how can I contact you? By the way, what's that big mouth? Voldemort

How did you get it? Oh, and why did Voldemort lose his mind all of a sudden? Is he completely dead now?"

Grindelwald waved his hands impatiently: "I don't even understand why the old immortal in the sky betrayed me. Do you really think I know everything? You can handle the follow-up by yourself. The Principal's Collection Room in Nurmengard is currently only open to you.

, the basement key I gave you before is inserted into the room of the vanishing cabinet - if Grindelwald's disciples can't even handle this little thing, they might as well commit suicide. Albus will keep hunting me, I'm going to fight now.

But I will find a way to contact him later and leave."

He took out his branch wand, and Sean was surprised to find that the wand had experienced such an impact without any damage.

Grindelwald waved his wand lazily, then turned back.

"Sean," he said with a cheerful smile, "you did a good job tonight."

The space distorted, and Grindelwald disappeared.

Sean opened his mouth, but finally no words came out. He shook his head with a wry smile and sat down on the ground again.

What's this all about... He looked helplessly at the sky.

At this time, the flames above the Paris sky finally disappeared, and after a loud explosion, Dumbledore appeared at the spot where Grindelwald had just disappeared.

"Professor," Sean looked at him weakly, "The guilt has appeared tonight..."

Dumbledore nodded and said softly, "I know, you did a good job."

"But I don't understand...are you acting? You should be able to feel it when Voldemort breaks the barrier."

Dumbledore only answered his last question: "If you can't save the suffering of the people in front of you, then you can't save the world..."

Sean lay weakly on the ground: "I hate the Riddler..."

…

Late at night, in a woods far away from Père Lachaise Cemetery, a man in black robes appeared leisurely.

The leader grabbed hold of it in the void, and a picture flashed out.

Voldemort's translucent face was struggling, and the fragments of his soul were dissipating.

However, his face was filled with a crazy smile, his mouth opened and closed, and his mouth shape could not be clearer.
Chapter completed!