Chapter 204 Grindelwald’s Lesson 1

Sean, who was sitting below, curled his lips. When Grindelwald mentioned the so-called student representative, he knew that he must be the one chosen.

Judging from Grindelwald's character, he would probably find various excuses to call him over for a conversation - as for the content of the conversation, Sean could not think of it.

Hermione sat upright in flattery. Although she rarely mentioned it, Sean knew that this girl was destined to become the prefect of Hogwarts in the fifth grade. It wasn't that she was obsessed with power, but that Hermione felt that being able to hold the position was the professor's recognition of her learning ability.

Hermione is not superstitious about power, but she is superstitious about authority...

After randomly selecting seven boys and seven girls, the so-called ‘student representatives’ of Hogwarts in this academic exchange were decided.

Grindelwald stood up and waved his hand: "The dinner is over. The student representatives who were named just now come to my office. You will convey the school rules of Nurmengard."

More than a dozen people looked at Professor McGonagall. After she nodded, they stood up and followed Grindelwald who walked out of the auditorium at the lead.

Along the way, Grindelwald seemed extremely talkative and amiable, like an old man who loves his younger generations.

He did not lead Sean and his group to the office, but walked to a classroom on the fourth floor of the castle.

The decoration of the room is a bit strange. There are many chains and rings on the side of the wall. In the center of the room, there is a table with many cauldrons of different sizes. An old man with a wrinkled face is cooking a pot of magic. medicine.

His hair had long since fallen out, his mouth was extremely shriveled, and the black priest's robe looked a little funny on him. However, the strange necklace hanging around his neck makes people shudder. It is strung with rabbit legs and human teeth.

"Lord Grindelwald." The old man bowed deeply after seeing the visitor.

"Don't be so formal, Macduff," Grindelwald turned and introduced to the students, "This is Professor Macduff, who teaches Potions. At the same time, he also serves as the inspector of Nurmengard."

"He will fully inform you of Nurmengard's school rules. By the way, I have to tell you in advance. You can also tell others when you go back - in Nurmengard, if you are caught violating school rules, you will face severe consequences. punishment."

Grindelwald smiled kindly: "The same applies to exchange students. Your principal has already agreed to this."

The students who came here all looked at each other in horror. They all saw those chains and rings and the weird old man. If you think about it, you will know that the punishment here is not as easy as Hogwarts.

Only Sean blinked, and he understood the meaning of Grindelwald's words.

You will be punished only if you are caught breaking school rules... isn't this just like Hogwarts?

Grindelwald walked towards the door. When he was about to go out, he turned his head as if he remembered something.

"I almost forgot, I haven't given you the class schedule yet - someone can go to my office and get it, eh, this handsome little wizard?"

He looked at Sean with a smile.

Sure enough... Sean could only nod his head honestly.

Since you can't escape, let's face reality... and see if we can get some good stuff from Grindelwald...

Under the complicated gazes of other students, Sean kept up with each other.

Along the way, Grindelwald didn't speak, he just led the way leisurely. He didn't even look back at Sean.

Sean didn't take the initiative to get involved. He happened to be quite interested in Nurmengard.

The castle here should be smaller than Hogwarts. There are no thick curtains on the empty stone corridors, no talking oil paintings, and no ghosts floating by. The style here tends to be simple and clear, classical, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows everywhere.

After following Grindelwald up a spiral staircase, Sean finally arrived at the principal's office in Nurmengard again.

The decor was unchanged from the last time he was here.

Grindelwald walked to the chair behind the desk and sat down. He looked at Sean with a smile and waved.

A chair against the wall flew under Sean's butt.

"Sit down, Sean."

After Sean sat down, he slowly said: "Shaun...how do you feel about Nurmengard?"

"Oh, very nice, sir."

"This is a very happy review. I hope you can have a pleasant second half of the semester."

"That's exactly what I expected."

Grindelwald leaned back comfortably on the chair, holding the handle with one hand and stroking back his short silver-white hair with the other.

"Sean, I remember that you have always been very curious. What's wrong? Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Sean smiled coquettishly: "My curiosity has caused me to encounter many accidents."

"Ha, accidents often mean risks, and risks mean gains beyond expectations." Grindelwald raised his eyebrows.

Sean shook his head helplessly. The old man opposite him had a really good way of talking, changing concepts and shifting focus.

"Sir, are you encouraging me to take more risks and explore the unknown?" Sean asked.

"No, I'm teaching you another truth," Grindelwald raised a finger. "When risks and rewards coexist, we must learn to resist risks. So how to resist risks? This couldn't be simpler - owning Just be strong enough.”

"Sir, I actually study very hard, but unfortunately, I haven't been exposed to magic for a long time. A lot of knowledge can only be fully digested after a sufficient time span." Sean spread his hands.

Grindelwald smiled nonchalantly: "Of course, of course, you are only in the second year - so we can try to master other powers, even if those powers do not belong to you."

"Sir, what do you mean?" Sean became confused.

Grindelwald raised the corner of his mouth: "Sean, we have to learn to 'borrow', whether it is people or things, you are too lonely - don't look at me like that, kid, you have never thought of looking for your little daughter. Friends help.”

"In fact, my friends have helped me a lot, but there are some things that they really can't help with. What's more, I'm just a student now and don't have so many dilemmas to solve - besides, that's not My girlfriend."

"Really? Did I see it wrong? Oh...forget it, I'm really not good at emotional matters..." Grind waved his hands indifferently and continued, "You should understand what I mean, you, Sean Wo Lepp, no matter what your mentality is, you have to admit it."

Grindelwald stretched his body forward: "You don't have any team - yours are just friends, and friends often mean something, and you can't give up on them easily. And you are obviously kind-hearted and don't want friendship to be covered with a layer of darkness." layer of dust.”

Sean was silent for a moment, and then raised his head stubbornly. He didn't think it was wrong to get along with others like this.

Grindelwald looked at his expression and suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha, it's exactly what Albus said. However, Sean, you may have misunderstood. I don't have any ideas about how you make friends. .”

He clasped his hands together: "I just want to tell you something, you must understand something, there is strength in numbers, my child - do you understand what I mean? You will face a lot in the future, a lot, So, you need henchmen, you need some strength that you don’t have to commit yourself to but can draw on if necessary.”

Partisan? This word left Sean a little confused.

He doesn't like to take the initiative to approach others with other purposes. He is more accustomed to getting along with others in a friendly manner.

Does Grindelwald mean that he wants to develop an organization? An organization that can be used by him?

But Sean is not the type to be a hero. He can be ruthless when facing his enemies, but to be honest, he can't do it to his classmates.

The corners of Grindelwald's mouth formed an uninhibited arc, and he seemed to read Sean's thoughts.

"Oh, oh, what a kind boy," he laughed nonchalantly, "flexible, Sean, don't forget to adapt. You have denied one way, so what about the other way? For example, if you are standing now This intersection."

The current intersection? Sean was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what the other party meant.

Grindelwald did not interrupt his thinking. Instead, he turned a pen into a razor and trimmed his nails leisurely.

How come this old man is exactly like Dumbledore and likes to play the Riddler's game... Sean muttered to himself. He looked up and thought, but happened to see a flag hanging in the office.

It has the school emblem of Nurmengard printed on it.

Wait a minute... Sean's expression became strange. The other path Grindelwald mentioned was Nurmengard? !

What does this old man mean by allowing himself to develop his own organizational predecessor among the students of Nurmengard?

This... you are the principal of those students...

Grindelwald blew his fingers and said with a smile: "Just understand it. In addition, let me remind you that henchmen are not cannon fodder. Every wizard is a precious asset - dangerous things can be left to danger. When facing those people, I remember that you have always been decisive and ruthless."

Dangerous people... Sean immediately thought of the Carlo brothers and sisters that he had killed with his own hands.

Death Eaters...what does Grindelwald mean...

The other party did not explain or continue on this topic. He stood up from the chair and walked to the center of the office.

"Let's talk about another topic - Sean, that speech you gave at Hogwarts was not bad."

"Oh, it's just average..." Sean shrugged. As expected, the other party knew every move he made at Hogwarts, but he didn't know if it was Dumbledore or some mole who told him.

Grindelwald shook his head: "My good only refers to the effect of your first inciting speech - in fact, you made too many mistakes, that is, teenagers are at a passionate age, I Those guys at school took it a little too far."

He put his hands behind his back and his expression became serious: "If you were an adult wizard and your speech was empty and weak, they would just look at you like a fool."

Sean scratched his head in embarrassment. He knew that his problem was not small, but now it seemed that it was very big.

After all, Grindelwald is a man who can incite rebellion against guards with just his mouth. In terms of incitement, no one in the wizarding world can compare with him.

Grindelwald suddenly started teaching: "Sean, if you want to make your language more convincing, you must first understand one thing - emotions."

"How human emotions are generated, I divide it into four steps: physiology-cognition-feeling-behavior."

"Let's take an example, for example, the emotion of fear."

Grindelwald took out his wand. His wand was like a branch ripped from a tree. It was black and crooked, with tear marks and three raised branches on it.

Before Sean could react to what the other party was going to do, Grindelwald aimed his wand at him at an extremely fast speed.

A green light grazed Sean's head and hit the wall behind him. The wall exploded and gravel flew away.

Death Curse... Sean's heart beat violently, his abdomen tightened slightly, and he gasped uncontrollably. Just now, if Grindelwald had murderous intentions, he would become a corpse without any resistance.

Grindelwald retracted his wand gracefully. He ignored Sean's eyes and said slowly: "For example -"

"Just now, you were panting, your heartbeat was racing, and your abdomen was tightening. This was your physiological instinctive reaction. Next, is your recognition and explanation of this matter. In the process, you realized consciously or unconsciously that the situation was very serious. Danger and fear."

"The third step is to feel the green light and explosion, which are typical characteristics of the Death Curse. Your brain sends out feelings about the physiological reaction. At the same time, the memory of your past physical state is also awakened. You know and have seen the Death Curse. , so you know its horror better.”

"Finally, behavior. You made expressions and movements of fear. You may have to fight back or run away. This will be one of your actions."

Grindelwald sat back on the chair: "Sean, if you want to incite others, you must first understand where emotions come from. You have to analyze how other people's emotions are generated. What is his first behavior after generating emotions - —If you can figure this out, you’re considered a beginner.”

What a nonsense... Sean wiped the sweat from his forehead, his breathing was still rapid now.

The old man Grindelwald's teaching method is not acceptable to ordinary people...

After calming down for a while, Sean thought about what the other party had just said - although Grindelwald's example was crude, his explanation was very accurate.

Grindelwald did not interrupt the process of digesting the knowledge. After Sean raised his head, he smiled and said, "Don't be anxious. You have plenty of time to think about it slowly, even though you are just getting started."

Sean smiled bitterly: "This way of getting started is a bit too exciting..."

"In order to deepen your memory," Grindelwald smiled kindly, "and I can also teach you something else - how to deceive and how to identify the true motivations of other people's actions..."

He waved his hand, and the shattered stone wall returned to its original shape. Then he raised his wand again.

"avada kedavra"

Grindelwald pointed his wand at himself.

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