The spikes popping out from behind the badge are not the point. The point is the light blue color with metallic luster. If you get close, you can smell some pungent smell.

Sean held the badge and looked at Grindelwald: "Potion?"

Grindelwald did not explain directly, but looked back.

On the small platform in the middle of the stairs, a group of officials from the Ministry of Magic, pure-blood family members, etc. were talking.

The other party noticed Grindelwald's gaze. Regardless of their inner thoughts, they all showed a sincere smile and waved to the new chairman.

"Sean, you've discovered it, right?" Grindelwald smiled in return, but his tone was amused and relaxed.

"I probably guessed it..." Sean muttered.

Grindelwald's real plan.

He may... not be prepared to ascend to power peacefully at all...

Grindelwald glanced at him with satisfaction: "Not stupid at all."

Sean twitched the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect it before... I didn't realize anything was wrong until I realized something was wrong with the rain."

Grindelwald stretched out his hand and caught a few drops of the rain that had become smaller. His tone was relaxed and pleasant: "Many times, there is no need to go around in so many circles."

He led Sean towards the foot of the mountain, greeting the enthusiastic crowd around him from time to time.

Grindelwald had a decent smile, but there was a coldness in his voice.

"Actually, I have thought that in today's social system, peacefully ascending to power may be a good choice. Just like now, I have the support of the vast majority of people."

"If you don't support it, just flip the table, right?" Sean glanced at his mouth.

Grindelwald laughed heartily.

"That's how it should be - I'm much stronger than them, and the strong always have more privileges."

He walked to the teleportation bridge leading to the town and said with a smile: "Just imagine, other than the election ceremony of the new president of the International Federation of Wizards, where else can so many people, either powerful or powerful, gather at the same time?

Where are the wizards with hot blood?”

This is Grindelwald... Sean already rolled his eyes a lot in his heart.

When Dave reminded Sean that something was wrong with the rain, Sean immediately thought of Grindelwald's real goal.

It is very possible that the Kirin trip, himself and Jacob were all just a plan that Grindelwald thought of at random.

His targets hidden under his demagogic speech were the mainstays of the wizarding world present, whether they were high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic, members of pure-blood families, or outstanding wizards and witches who were born as civilian wizards.

There are even a few other candidates to add.

There are also guards, Aurors, etc. who are guarding here...

Sean glanced at the calm-looking Grindelwald. Under that unruffled face was hidden unparalleled confidence and the madness that dared to fight against the world.

If his speech is unsuccessful, he will definitely catch all the opponents present and then step on them to get to the position he wants.

"If the speech doesn't succeed, you're going to take action directly, right?" Sean said softly.

Grindelwald smiled nonchalantly: "Of course, although I have always been a proud and arrogant person, time has worn away my edges, and I have begun to leave behind one after another like Albus - ha

, use more plans to match rougher methods, and use simpler thinking to move towards more useful goals.”

Does the so-called smoothing off the edges mean that everyone here is ready to be wiped out... The corners of Sean's eyes twitched.

He stretched out his hand to catch a drop of rain and asked, "What's in it?"

"The eggshell powder of the fire turtle is mixed with some sap of the Morakur tree." Grindelwald said in a relaxed and cheerful tone.

"No wonder I was affected too..." Sean muttered.

Mixing these two magic materials together can create a sense of ambiguity and make inner emotions more easily ignited.

Grindelwald continued: "Of course, all my words come from the bottom of my heart. You see, my follow-up plans are not even used. The wizards have endured it for a long time."

"If the effect of the speech is not so good, are you ready for a second rain?" Sean said.

"Yeah, just mix in some dew from the Tombstone Ghost Flower picked during the full moon. Although this thing is very rare, I happened to cultivate some." Grindelwald raised his eyebrows.

Yes, the mixed liquid of the first two magic materials will make people's thinking blurred and their emotions impulsive, but if the dew of the tombstone ghost plant is added again, it will be a poison that can make people weak and comatose.

The preparation of this potion, which is barely considered a poison, is very simple, but due to the scarcity of raw materials and low cost performance, this potion has long been abandoned.

Sean also had some understanding after reading it in Snape's notes.

He raised the badge to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. The pungent smell cheered him up: "Psychostimulating potion?"

"It seems that you learned potions well." Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, "To be honest, I didn't expect it to be so simple today, and I didn't need to do anything."

Grindelwald continued: "The escort thought my people were preventing Newt from reaching the scene, but in fact I didn't care at all - my saints had already figured out the guard position and the specific number of people during the chase.

.”

He looked at Sean, who shrugged and continued: "If the speech doesn't work - you just rain a second time to make everyone lose the ability to resist, and the saints use mental stimulation potions to recover.

,Then--"

"Catch everyone present. Yes, half of the mainstays of the wizarding world will become my prisoners, including several ministers and their secretaries." Grindelwald finished.

This old man is really... ready to overthrow the entire wizarding world... Sean sighed.

If something unexpected happened in the speech just now, Grindelwald would immediately turn against him.

The number one rebelling king...

Sean sighed silently, then looked at the sky and asked curiously: "What is there?"

Grindelwald became proud this time: "Shawn, you know, failure is not terrible, and standing up from failure is not something to be proud of. Learning from failure is what we really need."

"I must admit that I still hate magical beasts, but I never refuse this simple method of assistance. What's more, your Professor Scamander has demonstrated it to me twice. I have to be worthy of him."

Sean squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, and could faintly see dark shadows hovering in the dark clouds.

"Thunderbird?" he asked.

"Correct answer, plus 100 points for Nurmengaard." Grindelwald snapped his fingers, "Four Thunderbirds, two are responsible for the first rain, two are responsible for the second rain - if you don't like it, you don't like it.

, but I must admit, it’s very useful.”

I'm really impressed by you, the evil and scheming Dark Lord... Sean found that he didn't know what to say, and finally rolled his eyes in a very ungentlemanly manner.

The two of them were walking casually in the small town of Bhutan, chatting easily about Grindelwald's shocking plan to catch everyone.

The streets are full of fanatical wizards who are chasing the Guards. As soon as they see Grindelwald, they will burst into enthusiastic cheers and applause, and at the same time, they will stamp on the faces of the Guardsmen at their feet.

Grindelwald greeted everyone politely and sincerely, smiling easily.

"To be honest, I don't want to do such a violent act. Look at this peaceful and relaxed scene, they have truly recognized me."

Only the wounded world of the Guardians has been achieved...

Sean followed Grindelwald through the small town of Bhutan, and finally, the two of them stood on a deserted cliff.

Grindelwald clasped his hands behind his back and looked into the misty distance with slightly squinted eyes.

"I've heard that in this place, Bhutan, if you listen carefully, the past will whisper to you."

Sean pricked up his ears and listened. In the village and town, there were the sounds of the escorts escaping, the sounds of curses exploding, and the sounds of believers shouting fanatically.

Grindelwald laughed heartily: "But isn't the past always covered by the future?"

Sean looked at him, hesitated for a while, and finally asked in a low voice: "Then what are you and Professor Dumbledore planning..."

Grindelwald's body stiffened for a moment, and it was clear that his expression was as usual when he mentioned Dumbledore just now.

"What can I do? I just need to do my thing, and he, just do his thing." Grindelwald's voice was like the faint clouds in front of the cliff, misty in the distance and far away.

Sean was just about to ask more questions when Grindelwald continued to speak.

"We will always encounter each other, and then one of us will have to die, right?"

Grindelwald's words made Sean feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Teacher? Are you kidding..." he said with a forced smile.

Grindelwald turned his head, his eyes filled with frost and coldness that Sean could not understand at all.

He suddenly smiled again, returning to his usual lazy, proud and happy expression.

"Ha, of course it's a joke."

Sean fell silent.

Are you kidding...

The two were silent for a while, and Grindelwald was the first to speak: "Why, don't you ask me about my next plan?"

"What's the plan?" Although he felt depressed, Sean still asked honestly.

Grindelwald suddenly laughed heartily, laughing so hard that he was... extremely happy.

"Of course, we must first kill the group of idiots who were the instigators and tried to restrain the entire wizard race -" he raised his head, stretched out his hands, and closed his eyes in intoxication, "kill them all first."

The sound of joy and enjoyment was mixed with horrifying murderous intent. This was the first time that Sean felt such terrifying murderous intent from Grindelwald.

This murderous intention even allowed him to glimpse the tip of the iceberg of Grindelwald's huge source of magic power.
To be continued...