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Rosie was so panicked that the breath close to her ears seemed to turn into a cold wind.

She immediately identified the owner of the voice.

It was Grindelwald who was the first person he saw after entering the dungeon.

In the blink of an eye, Rossi gathered his thoughts and tried to control his facial muscles to calm down the nervousness on his face.

Immediately afterwards, she turned around in surprise:

"Sir, are you here too?"

Without answering her words, Grindelwald snorted:

"Explain, why are you here?"

Cautiously raising her eyes, she noticed the joking expression on his lips. As her thoughts were racing, Rossi said honestly:

"I'm following Lestrange, sir."

Grindelwald's expression did not change at all. He seemed to have expected this. He just continued to ask in a calm tone:
"Why are you following him?"

"While completing the task assigned by my husband and searching for Veela hair, I met Mr. Lestrange at the Morningside Bar. I saw that he had marks belonging to the organization..."

Rossi raised his arm and touched the saint's mark solemnly.

"You recognized him as one of your own and then you followed him?"

His eyes turned cold, and Grindelwald said in a questioning tone.

Suppressing his nervousness, Rossi quickly explained:
"When we were in the bar, I didn't recognize him because I was worried that he was performing his mission...

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion outside, and Mr. Lestrange left the bar in a hurry. I was worried that he would mess up his affairs, so I followed him out.

When I was at the explosion site, I discovered that he had a covert exchange with the director of the Department of Magical Enforcement, and thought he might have betrayed his husband, so I followed him and eavesdropped on his conversation with the director..."

With a chuckle, Grindelwald asked again:

"Since you listened to their conversation, you should know that they are one of our own, so why did you follow Slaterrange here?"

After pondering for a few seconds, Rossi said uncertainly:

"I suspect that Lestrange has been plotted by someone. But I don't know if that person is targeting him or Mr.'s plan. That's why I followed him secretly to see if anyone would be harmful to him.

If there is, then the other party may be targeting only him and the Lestrange family; but if not, then the other party may be targeting Mr...."

"Tell me, what is the reason that makes you suspicious?"

Grindelwald looked at her with interest.

“Uh…because it’s such a coincidence.

A goblin under a confusion spell took action against Lestrange, causing him to leave the Morningside Bar; then, for some reason, Mike, who was supposed to be there, failed to show up at the bar on time. "

After a two-second pause, seeing that the expression on his face did not change at all, Rossi continued, "After that, the Obscurus lost control and caused an explosion...

Sir, I once heard a saying that when coincidences happen one after another, they are probably not coincidences. "

Grindelwald looked at her thoughtfully, and after a while, he chuckled, clapped his hands and praised:

"You have brains, strength, and attentiveness. You are outstanding, Miss Wenda. No wonder you are the best graduate of Beauxbatons."

It was obviously a compliment, but Rossi's spiritual sense felt a chill, and he immediately lowered his eyebrows and made a shy expression:

"Please forgive me for not telling you before, sir. Although I spent seven years at Beauxbatons, in order to follow in your footsteps, I spent the last two years as an exchange student in Durmstrang. So, Technically speaking, I actually graduated from Durmstrang.”

She got this information from Mike. Although under normal circumstances, there would be no problem for her to claim to have graduated from Beauxbatons, but facing someone who admired Wenda Rozier, facing someone who graduated from Durmstrang Grindelwald, she should claim to have graduated from Durmstrang rather than Beauxbatons.

"Oh! So we're still alumni."

Grindelwald nodded invisibly and asked, "Why didn't you say it before?"

Rossi didn't rush to answer his question. She raised her eyes and looked into his eyes. He hesitated for a few seconds before answering in a low voice:

"I want to leave a good impression on you, sir. As your personal secretary, it's natural that I can't correct you in your face the first time we meet."

Hearing this, Grindelwald laughed dumbly: "You think too much, Miss Wenda, I am not the kind of dictator who is self-righteous and cannot tolerate refutation."

After a pause, he said in a serious and solemn tone:

"Ms. Wenda, the secretary I need is not a flattering person who is good at maneuvering and figuring out the boss's thoughts; rather, I need someone who is capable and can actually contribute to our great cause.

So, if you recognize my philosophy and are willing to fight for greater interests, then please help and supervise me. If I make a mistake one day, please correct it in time.

Wenda, this is the obligation and right I give you as my personal secretary. "

Grindelwald spoke impassionedly, but Rossi had no idea how much of it was true and how much was false.

She stared at him in "bewilderment" for a few seconds, then lowered her head in confusion, looking at the [Occlumency] that was about to end, and said in a low voice but firmly:

"I will do my best, sir! For the greater good!"

……

A few minutes later, inside a coffee shop on the street.

"...Sir, I have investigated and confirmed with the circus people that the goblin is really just a coincidence."

Looking at the leader sitting opposite him and the rose-colored woman standing behind him, Slaterrange explained nervously and firmly.

Grindelwald gracefully pinched the handle of the coffee cup, looked away from the Temachita in the cup, looked back calmly, and raised his eyebrows slightly at Rossi:
"Wenda, come and tell him."

It seems that after the exchange just now, I have initially gained his trust.

Muttering in his mind, Rossi nodded slightly, and then looked at Slaterrange, who was looking at him with a sullen expression:

"Mr. Slatrange, how are you sure that the goblin is under a confusion spell?"

"The people from the circus told me so, and I confirmed that there is indeed a scroll of confusion spell that has just been used."

Lestrange was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Grindelwald, so he had to answer patiently.

Without answering his question, Rossi smiled and continued [cross-examination]:
"Why did you kill that goblin?"

"What? A mere goblin dared to use the Cruciatus Curse on me! Shouldn't I kill him?"

Lestrange asked angrily.

"Then you know that killing him in the bar will draw other people's attention to you, right?" Rossi's eyes flickered and he continued to ask.

"Of course I know, so I chose to leave the bar temporarily after killing him and asking the circus people why."

Lestrange raised the tip of his nose, "I came here for..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Rossi's cold voice:
"Since you know that killing him will attract others' attention, why don't you choose to control him? Don't tell me that you can't do it."

"It's just a goblin. If I spare his life, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the Lestrange family?"

Lestrange frowned.

"Ha ha!"

Rossi sneered and asked, "Do you remember what the mission was when Sir sent you to the Dawn Bar?"

Upon hearing this, Lestrange immediately looked at Grindelwald and replied nervously: "Sir's mission, of course I remember, is to monitor and secretly protect the Obscurial from being discovered!"

"You know you have a heavy responsibility, so why do you do something that attracts attention? Is the task assigned to you by sir not as important as your so-called family dignity?"

At this point, she said solemnly like an oath, "For the greater good, sir, your mission is above all else!"

Seeing the enthusiastic expression on Rossi's face and the smile on Grindelwald's lips, Lestrange's face suddenly froze:
"Of course... of course, sir, the mission is more important. At that time, I was momentarily blinded by anger..."

Rossi interrupted him and asked again: "Did you get carried away by anger? Are you usually irritable?"

"Of course not!" Lestrange immediately denied.

"That's it. A person who is usually not irritable suddenly becomes irritable and then forgets that he has an important responsibility. Is this normal?"

After hearing what Rossi said, Lestrange nodded immediately: "This... seems a little abnormal."