Chapter 270： oriole behind

The Elder Wand... Sean opened his mouth slightly, the Elder Wand was in Dumbledore's hands!

That also means that in the past few decades, Dumbledore has won Grindelwald once, or Grindelwald has deliberately transferred this powerful wand.

In this otherwise close battle, Newt has worn out Grindelwald's defenses, and the Elder Wand will be the last chip to overwhelm the balance.

"Interesting...hahahaha, so funny!" Grindelwald burst out laughing.

"唧——" The magic flames that surrounded everyone floated up, and they gathered in the direction of the master.

Newt finally stopped casting the spell, and he even retracted the khaki-colored magic net, and stared blankly at the sky.

The cold hairs on the back of Sean's head stood up, and he had already smelled the smell of danger.

They're going to be desperate... Thinking of this, Sean shouted at the two of them even harder.

"Phoenix, it's a phoenix! Mr. Grindelwald, Professor Dumbledore!"

However, no one paid him any attention.

"Albus, let me see if you can transcend the boundaries of magic in this world!" Grindelwald laughed frantically.

The two raised their wands at the same time, chanting a spell for the first time.

Grindelwald: "Protego Diabolica."

Dumbledore: "PartisTemporus."

Dark blue flames ten times stronger than before filled the entire sky, and they burned with all their might, and the flames at the top even turned milky white.

There are no fire dragons and phoenixes that have been transformed into flames, only flames, the flames of the entire world.

Everyone who finally got rid of the magic flames fell to their knees, the temperature above their heads was too terrifying, and the air here began to thin, and the vision in people's eyes was constantly distorted.

The only unaffected Sean widened his eyes.

Dumbledore was holding the Elder Wand, and the terrifying magic flame could not get close to his body. Instead, the tip of his wand began to be manipulated, and a vortex of flames that reached the sky was spinning frantically.

He controlled the magic flame of Grindelwald!

"Boom--" In the huge sound, Sean's field of vision was completely occupied by the flames. The dark blue magic flames were swept away and turned into two walls of fire, leaving an empty path in the middle, and at the end was Green, who frantically raised his mouth. Devore.

Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand, and the vortex of flame above his head had completely turned golden red.

"Ha-ha-hahaha! Hahaha!" Grindelwald laughed and stretched out his hands, his face full of joy and enjoyment.

"Professor!" Shawn yelled.

"Boom—" The golden red flame passed through the dark blue flame passage, and then—

Devour Grindelwald!

A brighter light than looking directly at the sun pierced into everyone's eyes. Sean's field of vision was white, and there was only the buzzing after the explosion in his ears.

When Sean opened his red and weeping eyes, the flames that seemed to devour the world were no longer in front of his eyes.

He tried to make the little colorful bugs on his retina fly away, trying to make his blurred vision clear again.

Except for the most central area, the Père Lachaise cemetery has been completely reduced to a scorched earth, and the embers scattered everywhere are exuding the last light.

Sean finally saw the scene on the ground.

Dumbledore was breathing heavily, the Elder Wand trembling slightly in his hand.

On the opposite side of him was a charred body lying on the ground... Grindelwald.

Sean felt like a thorn had been stabbed into his throat, and the thorn was stirring deeply, making it hard to breathe.

He floated up, shuffling his steps.

Dumbledore glanced at him, then waved his wand gently, a gentle force blocking it from the two of them.

Sean raised his head with difficulty, his hoarse voice full of bitterness and puzzlement: "Professor, why..."

It was not Dumbledore who answered him, but Grindelwald, whose voice was dry and weak.

"Sean...Look..." Grindelwald raised his head slightly and gave him a gentle smile, as if he was about to die weakly, "I said it long ago...you shouldn't have entered Hogwarts... Hahaha."

Dumbledore was expressionless, but his heavy breathing still didn't calm down: "Gellert...you're under arrest..."

"Yeah...Yeah..." Grindelwald's slightly raised head fell weakly, and he narrowed his eyes to look at the night sky, "What a wonderful night..."

Sean didn't even notice that he was questioning Dumbledore in an extremely grumpy tone: "Professor! Is it the Phoenix?! Why didn't you tell him!"

Dumbledore didn't answer Sean's question. He raised his head weakly and looked at the area that was still burning in the distance.

Grindelwald smiled weakly and contentedly: "Shawn, shut up, I want to hear him tell me personally."

Dumbledore hesitated slightly, and his face returned to calm: "Nothing to say, Gellert."

"Really..." Grindelwald raised a hand tremblingly, he licked his charred lips excitedly, and then snapped his fingers slowly.

"Then I'll give you another present..."

"Boom—" The night sky was illuminated again.

The whole of Paris, the city of nearly 10 million people, was completely caught in flames!

"Grindelwald!" Dumbledore cried out, trembling.

After Grindelwald finished this action, his raised hand fell to the ground weakly, he turned over his injured and weak body forcefully, and finally turned his body slightly.

"Well... I'll sleep, you can go to work... Ha, I love Paris—" He closed his eyes with satisfaction.

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Dumbledore didn't have time to speak anymore, he waved his wand, and a transparent barrier shrouded Grindelwald, separating Sean from the outside, and then disappeared in place.

Sean turned his head to look at the burning Paris, and then he saw the flames begin to rise and gather in the very center of the sky.

"Teacher! Teacher!" Sean turned around and tapped the transparent barrier.

Grindelwald's voice was still weak, and he scolded dissatisfiedly: "It's not dead, little brat, can you keep the eulogy for me for a few years?"

Sean calmed down a little, and he whispered anxiously: "Teacher, it's Phoenix, you know the forces behind these people, right? Dumbledore was caught on the weak side."

"Ha..." Grindelwald's voice was getting weaker, "Sean, I said, shut up and let him tell me. Ha, provided he can fix this mess and save this devastated world……"

"But..." Sean wanted to say something.

"Shh... I'm tired, let me sleep peacefully for a while before I walk into the prison - um, by the way, don't bother, Albus's spell can't be broken by a little kid like you. I can't sleep well..."

Sean's grip on the wand slackened feebly.

What a bad day... He shook his head feebly.

The people from the ground also rushed to the ground, and someone came to grab Sean's shoulder.

"Come with us."

"Let go." Sean turned his head expressionlessly.

The wizard who grabbed his shoulder was stunned for a moment. He was frightened by the cruelty and cruelty in Sean's eyes, and even stumbled back a step.

"You, I suspect that you have an unspoken transaction with the suspect, come with me!" Frightened by a second-grade child, his expression suddenly turned ugly.

"Crack!" The hot invisible whip slapped the back of his hand.

"Don't move!" The rest of the **** team raised their wands to Sean at once.

"Hey! Hey! Is there something wrong with you?" Sirius raised his wand and stepped in front of Sean, his eyes full of anger, "How about a second grader? He just saved your life, Bastards!"

The wizard who caught Sean just shook his hand, his face was extremely ugly: "Black from the British office? You know you are..."

James intervened in the middle. His expression was ugly, but he remained calm: "Listen, it is up to Mr. Dumbledore to decide whether he needs to investigate."

Newt also came over, he glanced at the lying Grindelwald, and said slowly: "Dumbledore said, don't worry about this child, and only Dumbledore can solve the fire in Paris, can you help? I'm busy, please come back everyone."

With his back to everyone, Grindelwald coughed twice and said slowly, "Sean, let me tell you, some people don't know what kindness is."

The wizard gave Grindelwald a stiff look, and then he suppressed his anger abruptly—yes, even the weak Grindelwald who was trapped in the curse did not dare to speak to him loudly.

The magic flame just now was enough to make him reminisce for a lifetime.

He turned to Newt: "Mr. Scamander, then he..."

"If you can't escape, Dumbledore will handle it, go back."

With that, he threw the ring to Sean, and Apparateed away without hesitation.

Since Newt said so, it was hard for the guards to say anything. They looked at each other, and the leader gave a few words.

"Go back first. The injured go to the medical team for treatment. You, you, bring someone with me later. You, you, the two of you stay here. As for the colleagues in the offices of various countries who came to assist, please come back."

The explosion sounded, and the wizards left one by one, especially the members of the **** headquarters. They suffered the most tonight. The leader Marshall died directly, and most of the people who were burned to death by Grindelwald were also their core members.

Sirius and James were left behind.

"Sean?" James squatted down with concern on his face.

"Don't worry about me." Sean shook his head, he was waiting here for Dumbledore to give himself an explanation.

Sirius shrugged at James, then said, "Alright... let's see if we can help Dumbledore."

The scene of the tragic duel two minutes ago suddenly fell silent. Except for the fire that illuminated the night sky in the distance, Grindelwald had planted so many "bombs" in Paris that even Dumbledore had not dealt with it until now. over.

Sean glanced at Grindelwald who had his back turned to him. He sat down on the ground with difficulty, wanting to speak but didn't know what to say.

Grindelwald was probably really out of strength, or Dumbledore wouldn't be at ease leaving him here.

The guards left two people behind, a tall, thin and gloomy witch, and a young wizard who looked very bloody.

The thought that had been silent and silent suddenly came: "That terrible feeling... seems to have disappeared."

"Disappeared?" Sean frowned, he never dared to use silently, he just didn't know what the power in the dark was.

"It seems to be..." Silently was a little unsure.

"What's that?" Sean asked.

Silently seems to be thinking, and its thoughts are also slow: "I don't know, it's very strange, it has a strange attraction to me, a fatal attraction, I have never encountered it before."

"Attraction..." Sean scratched his hair irritably.

He was intent on analyzing the situation, but Grindelwald who fell to the ground by his side made him completely unable to concentrate.

"Like an animal's nest? I'm sorry, my description ability is not enough." Mu Ziran was still slowly conveying his thoughts.

"Lair?" Sean tried his best to clear his head, "But Silently was born from a wizard's body..."

"That's why it's weird—be careful!" The silent thoughts suddenly became fierce!

Sean's left hand turned into black particles, and a huge force pulled his body aside.

"Om!" A green magic spell brushed past Sean, then hit the transparent barrier and made a dizzying hum.

Sean, who had survived the death, stood upside down, not just a curse, but the power that silently and autonomously flowed into his body, and the palpitations came to his heart!

That big mouth in the dark is still there! Moreover, because of the activation of the power even Sean felt the suction, as if a head was about to get into his body and eat it silently!

He took a deep breath and forcibly cut off the silent connection with his own power, and then raised his wand to be a blessing of magic flames.

He turned around and saw that the witch left by the **** was falling limply to the ground, and her companion withdrew her wand with a grim expression.

"Turtle shell..." The young wizard's face had lost the sunny and **** look, replaced by twisted and perverted.

Sean's pupils shrank suddenly, he had seen this look before!

The man came over, and he pulled away the curse shot by Sean, and the corners of his mouth became higher and higher.

"Looks like you recognize me? Hahaha." The other party let out a nervous laugh.

His face was contorted, his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, and the corners of his mouth were drawn terribly to his cheekbones.

"Ridel..." Sean uttered a curse and murmured.

"Silent Acupuncture Curse..." The other party shook off Sean's spell, and black mist rose from his body, "Look, Wallup, the same trick won't work for me a second time, ha, but Does it work for you?"

Sean gritted his teeth, why, Voldemort is here...

Voldemort's laughter was cruel and piercing: "Wallup, look at the flames around you, you've learned really well, tsk tsk, even I need some time to open this tortoise shell. Dumbledore is coming back soon. , so, I choose to let you go first."

He laughed and looked at the lying Grindelwald: "Ha, let's pry open another door first!" Click to download the APP of this site, Massive novels, free to read!