Under everyone's gaze, Sean humiliated and stubbornly drank the "Veritaserum".

He shook his head, his breathing became heavy, his eyes were slightly absent-minded, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead - this was perfectly in line with the state after taking Veritaserum.

Ponte almost couldn't wait to take a step forward and wanted to ask a question, but Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows and stopped him in front of him.

"Mr. Ponte, let me ask." There was a warning in her words.

Ponte glanced at her and forced a smile.

Professor McGonagall turned her head and looked at Sean gently and asked: "My child, who are you?"

"Shaun Wallop." Sean replied quickly, without any hesitation.

Professor McGonagall stood up straight: "Okay, this lady just said that if the pollution of the soul is not removed, then Tom Riddle's memory will also answer together. Now can it prove Sean's innocence?"

Everyone: "..."

Even Sean, who pretended to be confused, couldn't help but wipe his sweat.

Just ask for your name and that's it. Professor McGonagall, that's too straightforward...

The therapist of the escort team took a step forward and nodded: "Actually, it's almost the same. I just need to ask two more questions."

She turned to look at Sean: "Are you Tom Riddle?"

"no."

"Do you know how you became parasitized by Tom Riddle's soul?"

"I don't know," Sean replied in an emotionless tone, "I don't know what happened."

Professor McGonagall stopped between the two of them. She looked at the witch seriously: "Can you now prove my student's innocence?"

Ponte nodded to a few people, but secretly made a gesture with his hand behind his back.

Snape raised his head and looked at Sean, and then said quickly: "The lucky boy, not only was the parasite completely eliminated, but his soul was not hurt."

Ponte frowned and asked: "Professor Snape, how do you judge this? I heard that some dark wizards can find ways to escape the influence of Veritaserum——"

His next words were choked in his throat, because Snape was staring at him darkly and coldly.

"Are you doubting my potion skills?" Snape looked at the other person with his nose.

"I didn't mean that..."

Snape shook the sleeves of his robe dissatisfied: "Wallup is a student at Hogwarts. In the UK, it is against the regulations to use Veritaserum on underage wizards - your people told me that you have

Special permission from the International Federation of Wizards, but I still have to remind you, remember to go to Dumbledore and explain it."

After saying this, he walked out of the room angrily.

And Dumbledore... Ponte forced a smile to Professor McGonagall, and finally nodded helplessly.

Just as Professor McGonagall helped Sean out of the office, the member of the Guards who had been waiting at the door and had not spoken suddenly suddenly asked: "Do you have any way to contact Grindelwald privately?"

"No." Sean answered without a trace of hesitation. He showed an angry look after he said it, and then stared at the other party coldly.

"Mr. Ponte!" Professor McGonagall's voice was filled with anger.

Disappointment flashed in Pont's eyes, and he walked over quickly and cursed at the team member, and finally sent away the angry Professor McGonagall and the gloomy Sean with a smile.

After saying hello to Professor Rozier who was sneering slightly, he led most of the team members towards the outside of the castle.

On the way, the team member who was scolded by him reported to him in a low voice: "Wallop didn't hesitate at all, and his voice was emotionless. He was indeed still under the influence of Veritaserum. Boss, it seems that he is really

Just an innocent victim."

Ponte sighed: "That kid must have a relationship with Grindelwald, but it may not be the kind of relationship we imagined. Maybe it's just like what he told me before. Grindelwald loves him so much that he treats him privately.

He was taught. After that night, he probably wouldn’t be able to contact Grindelwald.”

Walking to the outside of the castle, he ordered: "Take some potions and galleons to give to the boy. We can't let the relationship between Dumbledore and us deteriorate. Also, send the raw materials of the veritaserum in quantities of one crucible."

Mr. Snape, Professor McGonagall and Professor Rosier also want to send gifts, they saved many of our people tonight."

"Yes, boss." The subordinate agreed, and then asked, "Will you go to the hospital with us later?"

Ponte sighed: "I have to go back and report the situation. I hope the superiors will let go of their suspicions about that kid. Merlin's beard, I don't want to get involved in this mess anymore!"

After saying that, he disappeared from the spot after a loud bang.

In the castle, Professor McGonagall helped Sean to her lounge. She asked softly: "The effect of Veritaserum usually lasts ten minutes. To be on the safe side, you should stay here for a while. After all, no one wants to

Is it right for you to make your secret known to the public?”

Sean almost blurted out his thanks, but he quickly changed the subject: "Yes."

Professor McGonagall patted him on the shoulder and went to guard the door for him. Sean was the only one left in the room.

He sighed, his thoughts swirling in his mind, but his face still had that lifeless look. There were still a few minutes before the medicine would take effect, and he had to pretend for a while longer.

However, after tonight's incident is over, at least he has been selected and cleansed, and he does not have to flee like Grindelwald.

Nowadays, the wizarding world is still led by the Ministry of Magic of various countries and the International Federation of Wizards. Unless you can really take over the world by yourself, you still need recognition from official organizations to live normally in the wizarding world.

Sean wants to develop more of his power and enhance his strength, and in order to cope with the prophecy's outbreak in the future, going underground now is really not a good choice.

Fortunately, there was no danger tonight, I got out of my own way, and got rid of the suspicion, which is not a loss.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he thought about it, he felt that his eyelids suddenly became heavy, and an overwhelming sleepiness gradually came over him.

In a daze, Professor McGonagall walked in again, and Sean heard the soft and sometimes serious words.

"The effect of the medicine is over, Mr. Wallop, you can rest at my place tonight."

"Okay...thank you, professor..."

After hearing this, Sean, who could no longer resist his sleepiness, fell into a deep sleep.

…

Germany, Berlin, International Federation of Wizards Headquarters.

In the conference room with dark black walls, the surrounding seats were filled with seats rising gradually. A fierce meeting was going on at the federation headquarters.

"...Grindelwald has been on his own for decades! The Federation and Dumbledore worked together to persuade this lawless man. Hasn't he done enough over the years?!" A white wizard in his fifties

Vomiting droplets from the mouth.

Opposite him, someone raised his glasses and said in a strange tone: "But the crimes Grindelwald committed are unforgivable."

"Fig leaf! Do you really think you are upholding justice? Looking back, who in the Ministry of Magic in your respective countries has not accepted the wealth of a pure-blood family and then exonerated his family members?!" The wizard was as violent as fire,

The voice drowned out everyone.

Many people's expressions became ugly, and the chairman sitting at the head of the table gave the irritable wizard a serious nod.

"Watch your words, Mr. Chapman."

Chapman snorted angrily, but did not continue to talk about this topic. Although he had a bad temper, he was not stupid. He just offended a group of people and could be regarded as being outspoken. If he continued to talk, he would really offend the public.

After a brief awkward atmosphere, everyone began to argue about how to deal with Grindelwald.

But no matter how much they argued, one group could not convince the other group, and the neutral wizards did not say much except for arguing. Until finally, the chairman, who had not spoken much during the entire meeting, came to a conclusion.

"The wanted order continues to be issued, but Grindelwald's former subordinates should not be in trouble anymore. We still need more discussions on the specific disposal plan. Then, the Wizards United Guards also need a new person in charge."

"The meeting is dismissed."

At the Floo window, someone caught up with Chapman who was furious.

"Mr. Chapman, what on earth are we going to do? The chairman has not expressed his opinion."

Chapman's red nose twitched twice, and he said angrily: "What can we do? So what if the arrest warrant is issued? Are we still discussing how to deal with Grindelwald?"

"Bah!" He said, spitting hard on the ground, "No one has been caught, what a nonsense discussion! What kind of bullshit justice, do you really think I don't know? There must be someone behind the escort, they have already destroyed it

To achieve peace in these decades!”

The man also sighed: "I don't know what the chairman thinks."

Chapman inadvertently glanced around and found that no one was around. He lowered his voice slightly but still said angrily: "What can you think? The chairman has been sitting in this position for decades. You don't know how he got to the position.

?”

The man smiled sarcastically: "We know, but the people don't know."

Chapman snorted coldly: "Who among the veteran employees who have worked at the headquarters for decades doesn't know that his grandfather is the former chairman!"

"Mr. Chapman, it's better to say less of this..."

"So what?" Chapman's beard trembled, "He could have successfully run with the help of the old chairman, but the other candidates at that time were too bad."

"But since the chairman has been in office for so many years, at least the wizarding world is still peaceful..."

Chapman grabbed a handful of Floo powder and said angrily: "Peace was brought by Grindelwald and Dumbledore! He is just like his grandfather, doing nothing!"

"Sir, sir, lower your voice..."

"What are you whispering about?!" Chapman sprinkled floo powder into the fireplace, and the green light danced on his face. "The chairman has just changed. Doesn't he just want to leave a good reputation during his tenure?

So we do nothing and just put it off if something comes up. Anyway, as long as we put it off until the end of the term, that’s what the next chairman should worry about!”

"Then there hasn't been a change of leadership yet..."
To be continued...