With just such a tiny change, the same spell could wield power several times, even dozens of times greater in different hands!
How could Grindelwald not be pleased, not be proud, that his student had entered such a realm at such a young age?
"You brat, hahaha." Grindelwald burst into laughter again. He was genuinely delighted.
Sean scratched his head. "Still, compared to you and Professor Dumbledore, I'm a little behind."
Grindelwald laughed and scolded him, "You really are greedy. How many years have Albus and I lived?"
"Shouldn't a person have dreams?"
"Heh. But once you enter this realm, catching up to me and reaching the heights Albus once attained will only take time... No, it might not even take as long as it took us. You were born to be a wizard."
Sean calmly accepted the praise, though he continued to mutter, "Oh my, it's rare to hear you praise me."
"Tch..." Grindelwald smiled again. "But entering this realm still leaves a huge gap between you and a god. From what you said earlier, you have a way to avoid Herpo's notice, but you don't intend to use it?"
Returning to the serious matter, Sean's expression became solemn as well. He nodded. "I have a completely new ability, and I've come into contact with deeper things. So I can find a way around Herpo's eyes in the Realm of Illusion."
Grindelwald frowned. "Something like Albus's method?"
"No, it's different from Professor Dumbledore's method, but I can guarantee it will work—"
"Then why not use it?"
Faced with the question, Sean pressed his lips together and looked at Grindelwald. "Professor, if I said this was because of some intuition of mine, and a very selfish intuition at that, could you understand?"
Grindelwald looked him over, then settled comfortably back