Off the court, the expressions on the faces of the Ministry of Magic representatives were unprecedentedly ugly - Grindelwald did not consider giving them a step down at all, nor did he even think about maintaining the superficial rules.
In this highest-level meeting in the wizarding world, he was almost telling everyone openly: If you dare to cause trouble for me, I will settle the score with you immediately.
The regret in several people's hearts has spread uncontrollably.
Why are there people who are so careless about dignity and so vengeful...
However, the thoughts of the jury members present were no longer within Sean's consideration. He strode away from the meeting, and several saints who were close to Grindelwald followed his steps.
"Now go to the chairman's office as usual. Later, the representative of the private meeting should come to invite you. Remember to be strong." Professor Rozier's mouth did not open and close, but her voice was in Sean's ear.
Rings.
Along the way, she used this kind of magic to give hints to Sean.
Sean pulled his tie slightly to show that he already knew.
"Abernathy, everything continues as usual. I will notify the Director of the Department of Magical Law to come see me later. The trial of those people tomorrow will be left to you to handle. When the time comes, please cooperate well with Mr. Director." Sean.
Imitating Grindelwald's unique voice, he ordered calmly.
"Yes, Lord Grindelwald." Abernathy, the new chairman's secretary, immediately replied respectfully, with a hint of excitement in his voice that could not be suppressed.
Lord Grindelwald actually entrusted this important task to himself with such confidence.
Grindelwald had always encouraged and praised this loyal saint, especially since the young man in front of him was the grandson of Abernethy, the saint of that time.
"Abernathy," Sean chuckled. He stopped and patted the other person on the shoulder, "I was extremely happy when your grandfather recommended you to me."
Abernathy's face turned red with excitement.
"The group that rebuilds the new world has new blood joining, and with wizards like your grandfather here, I believed from the beginning that you would give me a satisfactory answer." Sean smiled while saying
Encourage each other.
Abernathy suppressed the excitement in his heart and tried to behave more steadily. He nodded calmly and replied seriously: "I will never let you down, Lord Grindelwald."
"I think so too... In addition, when you are in public, call me Mr. Chairman, my son." Like a kind and charming old man, Sean patted the other party's shoulder affectionately.
"Yes, Lord Grindelwald...Mr. Chairman." Abel almost knelt down on one knee to show his loyalty.
"Oh, it seems like you, like Vita, still need an adaptation process - okay, go ahead and do your best." Sean said with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, he followed the same example again. After the conversation, the saints following him became fanatical, and the excitement and pride on their faces could not be concealed.
Professor Rosier, who had been watching quietly, had a hint of surprise in his eyes.
These saints around him are all direct descendants of the old subordinates who followed Grindelwald to conquer the world back then. After Grindelwald was successfully elected as chairman, they were sent to some more important positions.
Generally speaking, there is no doubt about loyalty and ability. However, young people will always be eager to be encouraged by those they admire.
Sean did a good job at this. When he faced those old saints, he basically just said hello casually, because those old subordinates did not need to win over or encourage. This kind of attitude toward friends only made them
More useful.
When facing passionate young people, Sean can always use his identity as Grindelwald to give appropriate encouragement, which not only brings him closer to these saints who have just joined the gang, but also allows them to grow up in the community.
I will be more motivated in my future career.
Rosier thought about it carefully, and she was surprised to find that if the real Lord Grindelwald was present, he would do almost exactly the same thing as Sean.
He can see through a person's heart, and then do what he likes while still maintaining his majestic image, being kind but not losing his courage. His face is always full of arrogance that makes it difficult for people to feel jealous or resentful.
A benevolent, great, and one of the most powerful wizards in the world should be like this.
Rozier looked at Sean quietly from the side, and he was doing the same thing as Lord Grindelwald.
No wonder he is a master and apprentice, no wonder Lord Grindelwald likes him so much...
At this time, Rozier could only sigh secretly in his heart.
After a while, another small idea came to her.
If, I mean if...
If I want to get closer to Lord Grindelwald, can I start from Sean's side...
Sean, who played the image of Grindelwald perfectly, had no idea that the current principal of Nurmengard and Grindelwald's strongest confidant, the cold and charming woman beside him, was thinking about this...
Otherwise, he would definitely sigh.
There is no time for a straight woman to pursue a gay...
As he was talking, he was about to reach the chairman's office when a group of people suddenly emerged from the corner of the corridor, led by a man in a crisp suit.
Sean Yile, he knows this guy well.
That night in Paris, he was taken to the interrogation room for personal questioning, and the interrogating officer was the man in front of him, Mark Ponte.
Later, he pretended to be possessed by Voldemort in Nurmengard, and successfully "removed" the parasite after the battle with Professor Rozier. Then he came to handle the follow-up matters at the scene, and invited Snape to give him a "lie detector"
That person is also Mark Ponte.
It seems that our Mr. Ponte is indeed very capable and doing well.
Mark Ponter didn't know that the Grindelwald in front of him was Sean, the third-year wizard who had been interrogated by him many times. He kept a serious expression and walked over quickly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Mr. Grindelwald, the joint representatives of the Ministry of Magic from the UK, France and other countries invite you to attend a private meeting." Mark Ponte is neither humble nor overbearing, and he seems quite competent.
In an imposing manner, he said, "In addition, there is an accident that occurred in the Department of Mysteries of the British Ministry of Magic a few days ago that requires your answer."
The few young saints who had just been encouraged by Sean suddenly stood in front, all with grim expressions.
"Are you questioning the new president of the International Federation of Wizards, sir?" Abernethy maintained the demeanor of the president's secretary, but his words were extremely cold.
"Don't be so excited. Abernethy."
Sean, oh, no, it's Grindelwald.
He looked at the other person with a smile, until Pont couldn't help arching his neck and his throat twitched slightly, he took a step closer, and then slowly turned sideways.
He moved his ears closer: "Sorry?"
Ponte was panicking, but he still remembered the instructions from above: "Grindelwald won't do anything to you, you have to be stronger."
Thinking of this, he reluctantly continued to straighten his waist, and then replied in a deep voice: "I think I have made it very clear just now, Mr. Grindelwald - ah!"
Pont fell to his knees, his body twitching violently.
Behind him, several wizards who had been waiting for him immediately raised their wands and pointed them at Rozier.
The other party actually just used the Unforgivable Curse in public?!
Rozier didn't even look at those people. She retracted her wand gracefully, her voice as calm as water.
"When facing the new president, I think I need to teach some people what respect is."
Nice job, very consistent with the mentality of a Grindelwald fan, but this Cruciatus Curse is so cruel that even I might not be able to avoid it...
Sean secretly praised him, and he frowned reproachfully at Rozier: "Vita, how could you treat our guests like this?"
"I was reckless, please punish me, Lord Grindelwald." Professor Rosier immediately lowered his head.
Sean looked troubled and thought about it for a while, and finally waved his hand magnanimously: "No need, seeing as you are not injured - but be careful next time."
"Thank you for your kindness,"
Pont fell to his knees and let out a silent cry, and the wizards behind him felt that this was extremely ridiculous.
What do you mean, just because you weren't hurt?! It was obviously that woman who attacked Mr. Ponte! Mercy?!
What's even more annoying is that they don't dare to refute the man named Grindelwald.
Sean bent down and took a look at Ponte, then slowly stood up and put his hands behind his back.
"What did this gentleman say just now? Can you guys please repeat it?"
Retell?! Those people all took a step back, their souls were all gone!
When you ask us to retell it, can you please stop burning that blue flame on your hand! It's right behind you! We all saw it!
The remaining few people couldn't tell the story of their sufferings and felt extremely regretful. Why did they catch up with this errand by themselves?
"Huh? Isn't my question worthy of an answer?" Sean's eyes narrowed slightly.
The temperature of the entire corridor seemed to have dropped by more than ten degrees immediately, and the biting air made people breathless!
Just when those few people were in a dilemma, a hoarse voice sounded.
"Grindelwald, don't you need to embarrass a few juniors?"
The rightful owner has come...
Sean smiled slightly, but the blue flame in his hand did not go out. He made a happy and mocking voice.
"What a surprise - the shadow of darkness dared to appear in front of me."
"I'm here to talk to you, Grindelwald, don't go too far!" The hoarse voice was filled with anger.
But Sean stood there without moving, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his smile was wanton and wild.
"It seems that you don't know what politeness is for a long time? Please allow me to tell you good news -" Sean raised his chin, his eyes were cold and ruthless, "I have served as the principal of Nurmengard.
Best at...teaching and educating people——"
In the corner where the hoarse voice came from, two men in black robes looked at each other.
They communicate in a way that others cannot sense.
"Grindelwald is tougher than imagined..."
"After all, he has mastered half of the power of the wizarding world..."
"I'm afraid we can't negotiate?"
"We can't talk...forget it, we can't control Grindelwald...but we still have to talk, keeping in mind our original purpose..."
"Um……"
The exchange only lasted a moment, and the hoarse voice said: "I didn't think carefully... Mr. Grindelwald, we hope you can talk to us. After all, no one wants to see the wizarding world fall apart, right?"
Did you give in so quickly? Sean became wary. This meant that the other party had other motives...
However, he no longer needed to remain unreasonable.
Sean put away the blue flame in his palm and smiled evilly: "Ha, it's getting interesting..."
After that, he stepped over Ponte, who was still twitching, and walked towards the source of the sound.
A man in black robes was waiting there, and then led him towards a room.
Looking at the other party's floating posture, Sean became increasingly wary. The returnee actually showed up to negotiate with Grindelwald?
Although Grindelwald has always known about the existence of the Returned, these guys have always operated in secret and have never been exposed to public view.
Interesting...
When he stepped into the door, Sean finally saw the real person who came for the meeting. The other party no longer covered his face, and the pearly white body appeared in front of Sean's eyes.
He was a middle-aged man with a typical Caucasian appearance. He was extremely tall, more than two meters tall, with plump lips, powerful muscle lines, and perfectly symmetrical eyebrows on both sides.
The appearance characteristics have confirmed the identity of the other party, and he looks like a typical ancient Greek.
The other party was a powerful wizard during the prosperity of ancient Greece, and then returned to the world as a half-ghost.
Moreover, for some reason, Sean always felt that the other person looked a little bit familiar. It was not that he had seen the other person before, but that he had seen an image based on the other person as a template, but the depiction was not accurate enough...
"Grindelwald, you should know who I am, but I still want to introduce myself," the hoarse voice seemed to be a common feature of the returnees, but the other person's voice was still full of pride and confidence, "My name is, An.
Delos."
Sean was slightly shocked. The other party was the famous Andros in history?!
No wonder it looks familiar. I've seen it in a chocolate frog picture. Although it doesn't look like it, there is always a similar charm.
The invincible Andros, born in Greece in the classical period, is the only certified powerful wizard in history with a patron saint the size of a giant.
At the same time, he is also famous for his powerful magic. Many people can't even accept one of his spells. In layman's terms, he is invincible against waves.
Although he was shocked in his heart, Sean remained calm on the surface. He even chuckled lightly, then sat directly on the sofa opposite and crossed his legs gracefully.
"Nice introduction." He clapped his hands twice perfunctorily.
There was not much expression on Andros' pearly white face. He just said in a deep voice: "Grindelwald, you are the most arrogant wizard I have ever seen."
Sean dusted his sleeves and said nonchalantly: "I allow you to replace that word with - conceited."