"Partis Temporus!"
Sean was clearly already capable of Wandless and Silent Casting, yet he still roared the spell aloud.
Blazing, scorching flames surged forth. Under Sean's deliberate control, they took the vague shape of a phoenix.
For the first time, Grindelwald's expression changed.
"Partis Temporus... Partis Temporus..." Grindelwald raised the Elder Wand and conjured a silver shield around himself. Though the surrounding flames, set alight by the residual heat alone, attacked madly, they still could not harm him.
But the power of the spell was clearly not the main point.
After murmuring the spell several times, Grindelwald's gaze deepened. "Boy, who taught you that spell?"
Sean grinned. Just as expected...
Even his Protego Diabolica had failed to stir much of a reaction from Grindelwald, but Partis Temporus alone had an effect comparable to the most powerful mental attack.
Sean did not answer. This was an illusion, and he had no interest in chatting with an illusory Grindelwald about pointless things. He only wanted to see just how great the gap between himself and Grindelwald truly was!
"Partis Temporus!"
The same spell erupted again, fiercer and hotter than before!
When Sean remained silent, Grindelwald's expression darkened with displeasure. He snorted coldly, and the silver shield began to split—two shields, four shields, eight shields—before sealing Grindelwald tightly within their protection.
Then the Elder Wand swept forward. After a complex and obscure wand movement, its tip seemed to become a vortex, drawing in the immense magic power around it. The magic rapidly gathered, then erupted.
"Blazing Flame Ignition!"
Ancient Magic burst forth. Grindelwald was actually going to use another fire spell to crush Sean head-on!
He wanted Sean to understand that no matter what spell it was, he could overwhelm Sean through sheer magic power and supreme skill!
Sure enough, the Divine Fire