Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

After watching Dean teleport away outside the spire, Grindelwald waved his hand tiredly, and a light curtain so thin that he could not see clearly enveloped the spire, as if nothing had happened, and as if everything had become different.

After making sure that no one would break into him again, Grindelwald breathed a sigh of relief. The magnificent room began to change little by little, as if it had been eroded by time. Those dazzling decorations soon disappeared. It turned into quicksand and disappeared, turning the whole room into a cold and damp cell.

Grindelwald's image has also undergone a shocking change: dry and cracked wrinkles have covered his face, becoming like a skeleton, and his tall and straight body has become rickety and thin.

I am afraid that no one can connect this old, weak, scrawny old wizard with the first generation Dark Lord who was once famous in Europe.

"You are too reluctant to do this." A figure wrapped in a black robe walked out of the shadow of the cell and said worriedly.

"No, my magic power can still support this not-so-complex transformation spell." Grindelwald smiled with a toothless mouth, "It's hard for you to turn this cell into such a magnificent one."

"Only a room like that is worthy of your status." The man in black robe said with awe.

"It's all over. It's no longer my time." Grindelwald leaned weakly on the prison bed, without even the strength to move his fingers.

The man in black robe leaned over and covered him with a thin, threadbare blanket: "There is absolutely no need for you to torture yourself like this."

"I am atonement and repenting," Grindelwald gasped.

"I hope you can get his forgiveness?" the man in black robe asked softly.

"I used to think so, but now it doesn't matter anymore."

"Because Dean brought evidence that you didn't kill Ariana?"

"At least I can face him calmly now and no longer have that guilt."

"Then you should make yourself comfortable, it will be good for your body."

"It's not necessary. Once a month, for two hours at a time, I think I can continue for a few more years."

"Why do you still insist? You could have told Dean the truth from the beginning!" The man in black robe shouted emotionally.

"No, I don't know that child yet. I need more contact to determine whether he is the right person. I must learn from previous failures and not let him take on too much responsibility and pressure too early." Green DeVoe's eyes flashed with reminiscence and regret.

"I thought the information I provided was enough." The man in black robe said apologetically.

"Yes, but that doesn't include him snatching the wand back in that way." Grindelwald smiled, "I didn't expect the wand to actually approve it."

"Actually, he did that a long time ago, I mentioned it." The man in black robe said in a low voice.

"I remembered it, but you didn't remind me emphatically... It's really embarrassing. It's normal. I understand."

"I have long said that Dean's character is not worthy of trust." The man in black robe reminded, "But you also handed over part of your inheritance to him!"

"That's what he deserves. He passed the test I set on the blackthorn wand." Grindelwald gasped, "There must be someone who accepts my inheritance. I don't need a perfect heir. You are too That's harsh, even Dumbledore had many flaws."

"...Your inheritance is up to you to decide." The man in black robe said after a moment of silence.

……

After Dean walked out of the Nurmengard tower, he activated the "fixed point teleportation" return spell.

After a familiar spin, Dean successfully stepped onto the ground of the teleportation space in the Room of Requirement.

Dean breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he was worried that there would be someone in the Room of Requirement and it would be converted to another space, causing the transmission to fail.

"You finally showed up. I thought you weren't going to come back." Dean was about to leave when he heard a familiar greasy voice behind him.

"Professor, why are you here?" Dean asked in a panic, as if he was caught skipping class.

Snape's eyes were filled with angry fire, and he roared loudly: "Why am I here? If I weren't here, maintaining the Room of Requirement as it was when you left, do you think you would be able to return the same way so easily?"

"It turns out that you have always been here to ensure my retreat!" Dean said gratefully. He had not thought carefully before, but Snape took the initiative to fill the loophole for him.

"Dean, when will you mature and stop being so reckless?" Snape asked.

"I will pay attention, professor." Dean scratched his hair in embarrassment, "But how do you know that I forgot about this?"

"You should ask the headmaster, was he the one who suggested you use this place?" Snape couldn't hide his annoyance and said, he was angry that Dumbledore actually encouraged Dean to do such a dangerous thing.

"It turns out to be Professor Dumbledore." Dean suddenly realized.

"You seem to be quite grateful to him?" Snape thought Dean was a fool who counted money for others after being sold.

"Shouldn't I? If the principal hadn't asked you to stay here, I'm afraid I wouldn't have returned so smoothly."

"... Just be happy!" Snape was too lazy to expose Dumbledore's plan.

Dumbledore clearly used other things to trip up Dean so that he did not have the time and experience to destroy the so-called "Savior Development Plan."

"Professor, aren't you interested in where I went?" Dean asked coquettishly.

"Not interested! No matter where you went just now, it has nothing to do with me!" Snape replied coldly.

"Professor, are you not angry with me?" Dean carefully looked at Snape's face, "In a sense, the principal sent me out..."

"Of course I know, but that doesn't mean I agree with your approach!" Snape interrupted irritably.

"Perhaps you can try to communicate with the principal to avoid the same situation in the future." Dean suggested.

In fact, he didn't want to become a pawn and be arranged by Dumbledore. Unfortunately, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he wanted Snape to mediate.

"Dumbledore didn't take the initiative to tell me the reason - countless painful experiences in the past have told me that everything Dumbledore arranged has profound meanings. Since he didn't tell me, it's best not to explore rashly, otherwise it will be very difficult. It may cause irreparable damage." Snape's eyes flashed with pain, obviously thinking of that night in Godric's Hollow 11 years ago.

"Well, it seems I can't escape." Dean sighed, "So Professor, what are you going to do next?"

"Every time you use this space to leave Hogwarts, you must notify me no matter what. At least I can guarantee that your retreat will not be cut off. Do you understand?" Snape's tone at this time was unprecedentedly serious. .