Everyone present knew each other, so there was no need for excessive greetings. Grindelwald casually pulled over a high-backed chair and sat down, even taking out a bottle of wine.
Sean could not help shaking his head speechlessly. The old man had been drinking far too often lately.
Still, he said nothing. Grindelwald was not the type to ruin things when drunk.
"Professor, how are things on your end?" Sean brought chairs over for the girls as well, then poured Grindelwald a glass of wine.
Grindelwald downed the scarlet liquid in one gulp, narrowed his eyes as though savoring it, and said, "How could it be? The rats have all crawled into their holes..."
Sean perked up slightly and immediately asked, "Any new information?"
Grindelwald lazily crossed his legs, his tone casual. "Killed them too quickly. Nothing useful..."
Sean rolled his eyes and snapped, "I managed to capture someone, but the great Grindelwald got nothing? Aren't you embarrassed to admit that? I'm ashamed for you—hey, why are you taking out your wand? Can't handle being called out?"
Grindelwald showed no mercy, throwing a spell at Sean. Naturally, Sean refused to take it lying down and immediately began firing spells back.
Of course, this was just part of their usual dynamic...
Watching the two suddenly start fighting, Hermione and Daisy exchanged glances. They still held deep reverence for Grindelwald. Forget arguing and fighting with him as unceremoniously as Sean did—even listening to him speak made them sit up straight.
That reverence came not only from Grindelwald's immense strength and unpredictable temper, but also from another identity of his—Sean's teacher.
However, Hermione and Daisy did not seem to realize that their attitude and behavior around Grindelwald were much the same as when they met Mr. and Mrs. Wallop.
Stephanie, on the other