Just as Sean was about to close the cabinet door himself, he paused, silently groaning inwardly.
Knowing too much about this sort of thing did not mean it was a good thing...
But he had no room to refuse. Sean did his best to keep smiling. "All right, Mr. Grindelwald, if I get to see Professor Dumbledore..."
Grindelwald stood with his hands behind his back, bending slightly like a kind old man looking fondly upon a younger generation.
"You only need to tell him that his considerations were very thorough."
Dumbledore's considerations were thorough? Sean could not help pondering the meaning behind those words.
Was he passing a message to his old lover, or trying to confuse him? Why did it have to go through me? Because of my role in that prophecy I know nothing about?
Grindelwald waved at him, and the cabinet doors closed automatically.
"I look forward to our next meeting, Sean," he said, leaving behind those final words.
Better if we never meet again... Separated from him by the cabinet doors, Sean made a thoroughly undignified face.
Then he sighed helplessly. When facing Grindelwald, he had no options at all. The man surpassed him in both strength and experience.
A deep sense of powerlessness rose within Sean.
Ha... I hate people who speak in riddles, especially riddlers who can fight...
Outside the cabinet, Grindelwald quietly watched the Vanishing Cabinet for a while, the expression on his face growing ever more pleased.
His figure vanished, then reappeared in his office.
Vita was already waiting inside.
"Lord Grindelwald, as instructed, we have deployed additional people around the homes of those children."
Grindelwald nodded in satisfaction and leaned back comfortably in his chair. "I have to say, Albus does have unique insight in such matters."
At the mention of