Chapter 490 "The Ball Ends"

Cheerful notes were played. Amidst the crowd's cheers and laughter, Grindelwald and Dumbledore held hands together. Both of them put on serious expressions, but the smiles on their faces couldn't be stopped.

They put their arms around each other's shoulders and moved forward together, dancing a traditional British dance.

The two old men's dance steps are brisk. They step on their toes and dance a little from time to time. Although the steps are simple, they can make everyone around them feel the joy of dancing and the happiness from the two's hearts.

The music became more and more joyful. They faced each other, their hands hanging to their sides, and their hands swayed naturally. Sean looked at it and laughed. He raised the corners of his mouth and clapped with the people around him.

Only at this time can these two happily dance together in public.

Everyone cleared the dance floor. One is the most popular headmaster of Hogwarts, and the other is the newly appointed iron-blooded president of the International Confederation of Wizards. The combination does not make people feel awkward. The dance steps are harmonious, and their smiles are bright.

Someone next to him clapped his hands and sighed, "I didn't enroll when Mr. Grindelwald was the principal of Nurmengard. At that time, I heard that the two were partners."

"Don't be stupid, they're old friends." 

Others also sighed after hearing this, "Yeah, it seems that their relationship looks good."

Sean was taken aback when he heard the words. When everyone thinks that these two are old rivals, they are actually the most loyal comrades in arms.

When everyone felt that the two were old friends who had been hiding for a long time, only Sean knew that their relationship was extremely fragile. No one could predict the direction of their relationship, Either Dumbledore or Grindelwald's side.

The dance music echoed cheerfully in the hall, and Dumbledore and Grindelwald seemed to be completely immersed in it. They repeated the dance steps they knew over and over again.

Sean also changed from smiling at the beginning to a little stiff. The two have been dancing for almost twenty minutes. He had heard someone whispering just now, and Rita Skeeter had just appeared at the side of the hall, and her quill was moving rapidly at this moment.

Skeeter looked utterly excited, like a mouse who had seen cheese. There was a conversation going on in the middle of the dance floor that no one else could hear.

"How many years, Albus?"

"Many years, Gellert."

Grindelwald still had a smile on his face, but there was a sense of loneliness in his voice, "It's really unfortunate."

Dumbledore smiled and trembled, "Maybe this is destiny."

"You know everything? Whether it's what I know or what I don't?"

"When the time is up, if you retrieve all your memories, then you will know everything." There was a trace of sadness in Dumbledore's eyes that made Grindelwald uneasy.

He was silent for a moment and laughed again, "Now, it's none of my business."

"You still haven't changed at all." Dumbledore also smiled.

Although it didn't reach other people's ears, they were not blind, and someone was whispering.

"Are Professor Grindelwald and Professor Dumbledore whispering to each other?"

"It does seem like it, although I didn't hear anything."

Sean looked around for a moment, then winked at Daisy.

"Huh?" Daisy kept clapping vigorously and didn't realize what Sean wanted to do for a moment.

"Follow me."

He grabbed Daisy's hand and walked onto the dance floor, pretending to be dissatisfied but smiling.

"How can there be no other participants in the dance?"

Grindelwald looked over with a satisfied expression in his eyes; he laughed loudly, "I almost forgot, it's not us who should be in the limelight today."

Dumbledore also looked grateful. Sean raised his head and smiled, joining the dance with his arms around Daisy's waist.

Dancers generally dance in a specific formation and dance one after another in a predetermined order. The dance steps are relatively simple, but the change of formation and the movements are strict and precise.

Of course, these two old men don't care about anything when they dance as they want it to be.

But it is reasonable for Sean to join in to dance at this time because every time this kind of "pattern" is changed, a pair of dance partners must be changed as the lead. The lead partner can be the guide, and the others have to follow them.

Sean and Daisy first imitated the dance steps of Dumbledore and Grindelwald for a while, then smiled at them during the rhythm of the dance and stood in the lead. The two danced cheerfully, and everyone else joined in. Grindelwald and Dumbledore mixed in the crowd, imitating the dance steps of Sean and Daisy.

Everyone was laughing happily, except Snape. Every time Sean grabbed Daisy's hand and put his arms around Daisy's waist, he wanted to crush the wine glass in his hand.

Under the lead of Sean and Daisy, everyone joined the dance, and now the Weasley twins were leading the dance. Their dance partners, Angelina and Alicia, showed no signs of being upset, and both laughed and looked absolutely delighted with their partners.

Of course, no one imitated the dance moves of the twins, but at the end of the dance music, everyone gave warm applause. Grindelwald and Dumbledore stood to one side, applauding lightly and looking at the people with a smile on their faces.

Sean looked over and met Dumbledore and Grindelwald's eyes. Dumbledore smiled gently at Sean while Grindelwald raised his eyebrows.

Sean turned back to Daisy, who was blushing, and said, "Professor Grindelwald called me; I'll go out and get you some drinks on the way later. What do you want to drink?"

Daisy held her chest and panted slightly; she nodded, "I'll have a cup of warm butterbeer, thank you."

Sean followed Grindelwald, who went out quietly. The two soon came to the corridor.

"I'm going to play by ear more and more, Sean," Grindelwald said.

Sean shrugged, "Well, I won't disturb you then."

Grindelwald looked towards the sky with his hands behind his back, "Sean, tell me. What did I do in that future, and what role did he play?"

Sean turned his head and glanced at him. 

Grindelwald seemed to be just sighing, "Well, that's interesting."

However, he is also very curious about what will happen in the future. Grindelwald looked at the moon hanging in the sky for a while, stretched his neck, took out a box from his robe, and handed it to Sean.

"What is this?" Sean asked suspiciously.

His tone was relaxed, "I went to the MacFusty and had some… friendly exchanges."

"In the previous incident, they deserved to pay some price. Under my watch, they decided to pay you the things that their family cherished."

Sean opened the box and was surprised to find a crystal inside. The light green crystals were expanding and contracting back and forth as if they were alive. If you look carefully, there is something beating inside. It is this thing that creates the expansion and contraction of the crystals.

"This is... a dragon's heart?" Sean raised his head in surprise.

"That's right." Grindelwald nodded easily.

Sean was even more surprised. You must know that all the dragon heartstrings used for wand materials are dead objects. A powerful creature like a dragon won't let you take out the dragon's heartstrings while they are alive.

Even after death, the dragon heartstring will take a long time to be used because the dragon heart needs time to gather the dragon's powerful magic power, and the dragon heartstring is the toughest part of the dragon heart.

If you use a fresh dragon heartstring rashly, the wand will carry completely uncontrollable magic power, and this power will even backfire on the wizard himself. It would also cause many troubles, such as Transfiguration.

The dragon heartstring can only be used long after a dragon is dead, and it must be kept in the dragon's heart to maintain its magic power.

Therefore, the dragon heartstring used as a core material can never be alive.

The dragon's heartstring in front of him is still alive as if it had just been taken out of a living dragon. But Grindelwald said it was a collection from the MacFusty family, and it had been preserved for a long time.

"This dragon's heartstring is a good one," Grindelwald explained slowly. Its owner should have been the true ruler of the Hebrides thousands of years ago, and this came from a mutated Hebridean dragon."

"Mutated dragon?"

"Just like your Winged Demon, that dragon is special. The Hebrides were not the original territory of Hebridean black dragons, and the mutated black dragon drove away the group of Hungarian Horntail at that time."

Sean's eyes widened, "A group of Hungarian Horntail? Were they originally from Scotland? Wait a minute, Hebridean dragons took over Hungarian Horntail's region?"

Grindelwald nodded, "You can think of it like that. The existing Hebridean dragons, except for some groups scattered around the world, are descendants the current descendants of their ancestors. Well, if the original dragon is still alive, one dragon could destroy a country."

Seana looked at the box in his hand and was even more surprised that the origin of this dragon heartstring was so big.

"After the dragon died, the MacFusty family preserved the dragon's heartstring with some kind of magic. I would like to ask about that kind of magic, but they can't even learn the ancient spell. It's a shame, but at least there is something left. I can give it to you."

"Well, that's just embarrassing." Sean quickly put the box away.

Grindelwald glanced at him, "You're really shameless, huh."

"I mean, you're my teacher." Sean said modestly.

"Good that you're like this." Grindelwald smiled complacently.

After gaining a skill that makes him a wand maker, he suffers from not having enough powerful wand materials to improve or create a new spell. But with this dragon heartstring, his new wand may reach a terrifying strength—maybe not as good as the Elder Wand, but definitely superior to other wands.

More importantly, Sean believed that Grindelwald also considered another point before getting this dragon heartstring from the MacFusty. Sean can transform into a dragon according to the core of the wand.

A Hebridean dragon that can destroy a country, and Sean happens to have the power to do so, which will be a very big boost to his combat power. 

Sean remembered something and asked again, "I have a question."

"Do tell."

"You and Professor Dumbledore both told me that the prophecy, the more people know it, the more people believe it, the bigger the chance it will come true. But now, Pride does exist, and I seem to be unable to resist his awakening."

Grindelwald raised his brows, "What Albus and I said is still true. You can understand that the more people who know it, the faster the Pride will be awakened and the stronger the power. If this prophecy is now announced to the world, even if Albus and I join forces, we may not be able to deal with it, and there are other things in the dark watching over us."

Sean lowered his head in disappointment. He originally wanted to find an opportunity to explain it to Daisy and Hermione. Grindelwald glanced at him, then smacked his head.

"Do you have to tell the real details of the prophecy? Can't you say it differently?" Grindelwald said.

Sean scratched his head.

"Okay, let's go back." Grindelwald leisurely walked towards the hall, his hands behind his back.

By the time they got back, the Weird Sisters were playing a soothing tune, and the others were hugging each other and rocking slowly on the dance floor. Sean returned to Daisy; the two smiled at each other and walked into the dance floor again.

Daisy leaned on Sean's shoulder, and they were shaking gently.

"What a nice Christmas party."

In the hall, countless people sighed in low voices.