The old house of the Dumbledore family has long been dilapidated, and the roofs and exterior walls in many places have become ruins due to the erosion of time.

Sean has been to Godric's Hollow twice, but he has never been to this house that has long lost its owner.

Instead of using magic to clear away the shrubs, vines and weeds that covered the yard, he chose to fly in directly through a damaged hole on the second floor.

The wooden corridor in my memory was covered with dust, with wooden stubble sticking out messily, as if no one had been there for so many years.

Sean's steps fell, and the wooden floor creaked like a groan.

He had no intention of covering up, but walked openly towards the door in his memory.

When he walked to the door, Sean lowered his head and took a look. Sure enough, there was no key on the door.

He hesitated for a moment, then took out the key and pointed it at the keyhole.

Logically speaking, the holes that should be rusty or even clogged were extremely smooth, and Sean's key was not hindered in any way.

There was a "click" and the door opened.

Even though he had done countless mental preparations before coming here, when the door was pushed open even a little bit, Sean's breathing became uncontrollably heavy.

He took a deep breath and pushed the door open completely.

The room was dark, and the furniture that had been corroded by time showed no signs of renovation.

And in front of the fireplace, which had long since lost the firewood, a silent figure sat on the heavy sofa.

That was a person who was both familiar and unfamiliar to Sean, Gellert Grindelwald.

Grindelwald didn't seem to notice Sean's approach at all. He leaned completely on the sofa and hummed an unknown tune.

His voice was hoarse and less energetic than the old Grindelwald's.

Like an old man who has lived alone for hundreds of years and has seen everything in the world.

Sean didn't speak, he walked slowly towards the room.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Sean felt a strange sense of confinement, just like what he felt in old Bathilda's yard just now.

It should be a shielding spell... Sean thought silently.

He closed the door gently, and the room became darker and darker.

Sean walked over calmly and straightforwardly, and stood quietly in front of Grindelwald.

No one spoke, only Grindelwald's gentle hum.

After a long time, Grindelwald raised his head.

And Sean finally used that little dim light to see the other person's face clearly.

The withered silver-gray hair and the wrinkles like knife carvings have no common spots of old people, but they have the smell of old people's vicissitudes of life and decay.

Of course, all this will be forgotten once you meet the other person's eyes.

Sean's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his heartbeat began to beat violently after slowing down slightly.

The eyes are exactly the same as those of old Grindelwald, but the ruthlessness in those eyes is almost like that of a god looking down on all living beings.

Yes, a pair of eyes that have no emotion at all and can only make people tremble.

Little Grindelwald glanced at him indifferently, and then the corners of his mouth formed an emotionless smile.

"I thought you were really fearless. Your sleeve just moved. What did you squeeze? Is it a newly developed escape weapon developed in the past two years? Boy, you are very afraid of death."

It has almost the same voice as the old Grindelwald, but it doesn't give Sean the familiar peace of mind.

Sean was silent for a moment, but did not take back the George Weasley trick card in his hand.

He doesn't like to gamble his life.

"The fifth movement of Mahler's Seventh Symphony..." Sean said softly, this was the ditty the other party hummed just now.

Grindelwald finally glanced at him, but the former was not taken away from the topic by Sean. His hands fell casually under the armrests and dangled.

"Didn't you come here with sincerity? What are you afraid of, child?"

As he said this, he burst into laughter, getting louder and louder.

The harsh laughter echoed in the small world-like room, which was terrifying.

Grindelwald laughed wantonly for a while, and then said leisurely: "I actually called you child, hahaha - how much older than you were I before I fell asleep? Ha, I forgot -"

Sean answered his previous question: "Sir, please allow me to answer your previous question first. First of all, I am indeed afraid of death, very afraid of death. I am indeed worried that you will treat me in anger.

Take action. However, I do come with sincerity, and I want to provide some trivial help, if it can make you feel better."

Grindelwald licked his lips: "Who taught you to talk like this, him?"

"No, that's just my personality, but he really helped me a lot." Sean said in a deep voice.

Grindelwald showed an inexplicable smile: "Sean - can I call you that? Sean."

"Of course, sir."

"Sean, what do you think you can do to help me?" Grindelwald asked.

Sean thought for a while and replied in a deep voice: "I will do my best to investigate the general situation and the truth you want. You can also put forward other things that you are interested in."

Grindelwald's smile still made people panic: "What do I need these for, Sean, my friend."

"But you're still sitting here, sir." Sean whispered.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant for a moment, and Grindelwald's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you also very popular with Dumbledore?"

"To be honest, most people like me, but my enemies hate me." Sean said honestly.

"Do you know what I do to people I hate?" Grindelwald snapped his fingers.

The entire room began to burn violently, and the fierce flames made Sean, who was in the center, feel his face getting hot.

"I guess it won't be too pleasant to be hated by you." Sean said.

Grindelwald laughed strangely: "It seems that he taught you well."

"If you were to teach me, I believe it would be good."

These words made the flames become more intense, and Grindelwald slowly stood up.

He wore a tattered black stocking and ran for a long distance, with his bare feet on the ground.

"Sean, do you know what makes me angry the most? At first, when I was imprisoned, I only had consciousness drifting away hazily."

"I spent some time thinking about all this. I am not happy, but I understand. After all, I know myself best. Even if he has thousands of reasons, how could the ever-proud Gellert Grindelwald Are you willing to imprison yourself? Even if the person who will replace me is my future self."

"However, this is indeed something that I can do, and I even have some pride - ha, you see, I will be so powerful in the future, so powerful that no one can defeat me, so powerful that I can go across such a long distance time."

"If he comes back, then he must have done something wrong. I never deny failure, and now I even have a chance to reverse failure-"

"So, when my hazy consciousness understood all this and I couldn't resist my stronger self, I fell asleep happily."

Grindelwald opened his hands, and the flames burned crazily, just like his dancing hair.

The chilling and trembling anger merged into the high temperature, and Sean almost subconsciously wanted to use the card to escape from this place.

It can only be said that Grindelwald is Grindelwald. Even though he has been imprisoned in prison for nearly a hundred years, he still possesses such powerful and powerful magic that makes people feel powerless.

Grindelwald became surprisingly angry, almost roaring.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why is it that when I see the world again, it's still so ugly! It's disgusting, it's disgusting!"

"Muggles have taken over more of the world. They are like disgusting insects spread across the entire land!"

"They even live more freely and securely than before, and they even have more powerful power!"

"The wizards still live in a corner, and the rats in the sewers still can't see the sun!"

"Right next to me, the child named Capone has noble blood flowing in his veins and magic power beating! And he is being bullied by disgusting Muggles, and he doesn't even dare to resist!"

"This law has not been repealed, this concept has not been abandoned!"

"This world still hasn't waited for his savior."

Grindelwald stood in the flames, his eyes full of disgust and glaring disappointment.

"He spent so long, used so much power, and even deceived the will of the world, and then gave me such an answer?"

"He's telling me, Gellert Grindelwald -" he said every word, his eyes almost bulging out of his sockets.

"——Just a waste?"

Sean had to use magic to protect his whole body from the high temperature. He said despite the high temperature: "Sir, I can understand your thinking, but I have to refute you. You have never tried it, so Don’t you know that even if you take action yourself, you may not be able to succeed?”

Grindelwald raised the flame.

Sean grabbed the card and said quickly and loudly.

"And he may have already had a failure experience, so he came back - and what if the real change has just begun?"

"Why don't you try it?"

Grindelwald walked over on the flames and said coldly: "Are you teaching me, Sean?"

He was shaken... Sean knew Grindelwald very well. If the other party felt that there was no need to continue the conversation, he would not hesitate at all.
To be continued...