Chapter 283： One step closer to the truth

Sean was a little confused, and his proficiency had risen inexplicably.

In the past, his spell proficiency improved from two sources. One was casting spells by himself, that is, self-practice. This is the main source of spell proficiency.

The second is watching others cast spells.

This sounds easy, but it is actually quite demanding.

With Sean's current magical strength, even a demonstration by a senior student who was much stronger than him could not provide him with proficiency.

Generally, Sean can only gain proficiency from wizards of the level of Professor McGonagall and above.

But in his impression, no powerful wizards cast explosion spells, glare spells and other spells in front of him during this time.

"Strange, where did my proficiency come from..." Sean frowned.

He continued to flip through the spell proficiency list, and his expression became more and more weird.

Illusion spells, confusion spells, blindness spells, object forming spells, etc., etc., the proficiency of a lot of partial spells has risen a lot, and there are even a few more that Sean hadn't learned before. spell.

Like the nosebleed...

This thing he saw Fred and George use, it is a prank spell, it can make the cursed person's nose bleed, increase the magic power output and even bleed from the seven orifices - but the unlucky spell is only effective for yourself, usually it is The bear children used to scare their parents, and Sean didn't pick out the time to study at the time.

This is not right... Sean frowned and thought for a while. He has not encountered a situation where his proficiency has risen sharply recently. Although it is the end of the term, these spells in the review content are not the point.

Wait... Sean suddenly froze in place.

He has met...

That night in Paris, I saw the confrontation between the two most powerful wizards in the world today. In the mid-air intertwined with flames and rain curtains, he saw many deep and terrifying spells.

The explosion of the collision of spells and the glare of the night sky were the main sights of the night.

Is it...

Sean was suddenly excited, he flipped through the spell list faster, and he saw more spells. Most of the partial spells that Grindelwald taught him had gained a wave of proficiency.

And the effect of these spells, in Grindelwald's words: "Enough to put on a seamless sitcom."

A partial spell... an explosion spell that imitates the spell hitting the ground... a strong light spell that covers the center of the duel... a transformation spell that changes the light of the spell...

He continued to look, and saw a deeper spell.

For example, the magic flame protection that Grindelwald taught himself, the proficiency of this magic spell has increased a lot. It is understandable that he maintained the magic flame for a long time that night, and the demonstration of the magic spell inventor Grindelwald also brought him a lot of proficiency.

However, the "Vulcan's Way" used in the final duel between Dumbledore and Grindelwald was not recorded in the list of spells!

Sean checked it carefully, and there is indeed no Vulcan to clear the spell!

This is unreasonable. The power of Sean's system is to record spells and then practice to gain proficiency. Before that, it was just a demonstration in memory. Sean also learned from young Grindelwald and Dumbledore. Arrived at two ancient spells - his ancient runic talent couldn't be lower.

If it is cast without a stick and without a sound, he will not learn it normally, but at that time Dumbledore gave clear movements and accurate spells, which makes no sense...

Sean's eyes lit up slightly, so there is a high probability that there is only one way to say - Dumbledore's "Vulcan Open the Way" at that time may be just a trick, or, "Vulcan Open the Way" did not input much magic power at all, the magic spell was only Gorgeous special effects.

Depend on! Are these two old men acting? !

Sean, who had understood this, was surprisingly excited.

His biggest worry was that the two old men really turned against each other, and the world would really be split in two.

Now, Sean uses the system to learn the truth, and the two old men have negotiated! It got him excited.

However, when he was excited, he raised his chin again and thought.

No, in this matter, it's not just as simple as acting...

If it is not necessary to act so realistically, and he is stimulated to awaken the guilt, is this what the two planned?

Was Voldemort's coming also foreseen?

Acting alone can't explain so many doubts, and Grindelwald didn't tell himself the truth afterwards, and Dumbledore avoided him.

There must be secrets in there...

Having figured out all this, Sean unconsciously showed a smile, even if he was suspicious, as long as the two old men didn't really turn against each other, this would be the best news.

But why are you hiding it from me? Sean smacked his lips.

Grindelwald said that he would take the initiative to contact him, and then it would be good to explore his tone.

Finding and thinking, Sean, who has not been in a high mood recently, suddenly had a good appetite. Even though the steak was a little cold, he still took a portion and enjoyed it on a plate.

Hermione looked over curiously: "Is your appetite so good today?"

Sean swallowed the meat and replied with a smile, "I figured out some things, and I'm in a good mood."

"Then—cheers?" Hermione blinked and took the pumpkin juice.

"cheers."

The atmosphere in the auditorium was not high, but Sean was in a very good mood, and even when he looked at the students of Nurmengard, he became a lot more enthusiastic.

When the dinner was over, the Hogwarts students stood up straight.

The current Headmaster, Professor Rozier, stood up, walked to the center of the auditorium, and hugged Professor McGonagall.

"Thank you for coming, Minerva."

Professor McGonagall smiled back: "Thanks to Nurmengard's hospitality, we have learned knowledge and made friends, and we look forward to seeing each other again."

Lockhart, who has been insignificant all semester, raised his foot, and with a greasy charming smile, he seemed to want to hug Professor Rozier goodbye.

However, Professor Rosier gave him a cold glance to dissuade him.

The goodbyes were not warm, there was no reluctance, and there were no girls' tears.

Even if the headmaster changed, Nurmengard would still find it difficult to be friends with Hogwarts.

The Hogwarts students lined up neatly out of the auditorium and walked towards the huge stone giant crouching in the square.

"There will be a period later." Sean smiled and shook the palm of the Nurmengard members of the Golden Dawn.

Hugo and the others understood and made the same move.

In the not-so-warm farewell from the Nurmengard staff and students, the students of Hogwarts began to walk into the Golem one by one.

When it was about to be Sean's turn, someone stopped him.

"Wallup."

Sean turned his head and saw an unpleasantly pale face.

Fabien Aiken.

"Who are you?" Sean asked suspiciously.

Little Aiken twitched the corner of his mouth, turning a blind eye to Sean's taunting: "Wallup, we'll meet again."

Sean shrugged: "Can't you villains have something new in their lines?"

Little Aiken lowered his voice: "When the real catastrophe comes, lip service is the most useless."

"Does this have anything to do with your lack of imagination?" Sean shook his head helplessly, and then dropped another thing.

Little Aiken did not reach out to catch it, but took a half step back as if facing the enemy.

The thing floated to the ground and unfolded, a flyer.

"Mansion in Paris, France for sale! Prime location, affordable price!"

Little Aiken's breathing was a little short, and the manor that the Aiken family had inherited for hundreds of years was burned clean by Grindelwald.

He looked gloomily, and Sean, who had already walked into the Stone Giant, stuck his head out.

He was smiling and looked very kind.

"No thanks, bye~"

Little Aiken walked back into the crowd with an ugly face, clenching his fists.

you wait for me.

...

Among the stone giants running, in the rest room without any bumps, Hermione was talking to Sean.

"Is that **** still haunted?"

"How can it be so easy to disperse--" Sean was half lying on the chair, reaching for the snack in Daisy's hand.

Daisy blinked: "Do you want to eat, Sean."

"Well, just a little bit."

Before the words were finished, Daisy fell to the ground with her right hand holding up the packaging bag for Sean.

"Uh...Thank you." Sean stuffed the snacks into his mouth and continued vaguely, "Old Aiken lost a hand, and little Aiken lost not only his clothes, but his face as well. As a result, I have never even squatted in prison, so it is reasonable for him to be angry."

Hermione glanced at him helplessly: "Why don't you care about it at all?"

"Strategic contempt, tactical attention, I don't want to be affected by a bug in my daily life."

"What about Hugo, Patricia and the others? As soon as we leave, little Aiken is still quite powerful in Nurmengard..."

Sean raised his eyebrows at her: "Am I the kind of person who doesn't wipe my butt? Don't worry, I'm ready."

At Nurmengard Castle, little Aiken, who was suffocating his stomach, became more and more angry, but Wallup's **** had already escaped, and he had nowhere to vent his anger now.

Walking stiffly towards the castle, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a figure came into view.

Savannah Minks, member of that ridiculous Golden Dawn...

Little Aiken sneered and strode away.

"Biaozi..." He just opened his mouth when he suddenly felt his breath suffocate.

Savannah showed a shocked expression: "You..."

In the shadows, a glamorous woman walked out with a blank expression.

Vita Rozier.

"Teach, professor..."

Professor Rozier gave him a disgusted look: "Go to the confinement room, now."

Little Aiken wanted to have a seizure, but finally took a deep breath and stepped heavily towards the confinement room.

He looked back and saw Savannah Minks who was smiling with Professor Rozier. He saw the girl give him a defiant smile and saw the mouth shape of the other party.

"You are so brave."

Bunch of assholes!

...

After a night of rest in the belly of the Golem, when Sean and the others woke up, the towering towers of Hogwarts could already be seen from afar.

Hermione, who was beside her, pursed her lips and looked out the window, muttering, "Although Nurmengard's library is great, Hogwarts really feels more like home."

Sean nodded in agreement: "It really doesn't feel the same."

When they got off the giant, Flitwick, Snape, and Professor Sprout, the three deans of the academy, were already waiting on the playground. Filch, who had been petrified, hugged Mrs. Norris and watched maliciously. follow them.

The students who came spontaneously were cheering and applauding.

Professor Flitwick waved his wand, the welcoming magic banner floated in mid-air, and Professor Gnome smiled.

"Welcome home."

The playground suddenly became lively, Hagrid gave them a warm welcome with a slap the size of a fan, and Ron almost spat out his breakfast.

In laughter and laughter, they walked towards the castle. Although the stone giant also provided food, most of them chose to leave breakfast at Hogwarts.

On the way, Hagrid told them what happened at Hogwarts in the past six months.

"Professor McGonagall and Professor Lockhart led the team, and Mr. Dumbledore was in charge of the two courses, and the students learned a lot. By the way, the dueling club is also very impressive now, and this is all Mr. Dumbledore. encouraged."

"A month ago, the mandrakes were ripe, and Professor Sprout made the potion, and Filch woke up all of a sudden. The first thing that idiot woke up was 'the student stole away', and then was The professor scolded severely."

"Edmund also woke up. Professor Snape made the potion into incense, and then we fanned the potion and smoked the potion into Edmund's body--God, ghosts can actually drink the potion?"

"Ha, to be honest, without you and without the Weasleys, the castle really wouldn't be so lively—but Filch was always secretly cursing George and Fred dead in Newmont in his office. Gad, was scolded by me."

"Huh? What about Grindelwald? Of course, this is the biggest news at Hogwarts in the past six months. Everyone is discussing this. Speaking of which," Hagrid looked around and lowered his voice~www. novelhall.com~ Sean, they all said that you are the heir of Grindelwald, and there are people in the **** who released the news. "

Sean shrugged: "They're just suspicious. If they can't catch Grindelwald, they want to catch someone who is related, but am I still fine now?"

Hagrid nodded in approval: "I think so too, huh, if I hear anyone spreading rumors, I'll make him regret it!"

Talking and laughing, he walked into the auditorium after a long absence, and after enjoying a Hogwarts-flavored breakfast, the students all gathered together.

Final exams are over, Hogwarts term dinner will be held tomorrow, now is a good time to relax and entertain.

Still, Sean has things to do.

In the back room of the Slytherin common room, the unique, intelligent basilisk was waiting for him.

During this time, Sean used the vanishing cabinet to return to Hogwarts to find an opportunity to secretly bump into the basilisk. That guy seems to be very bored now.

Yes, Sean was trying to figure out if he could get that basilisk safely out of the back room.