Chapter 539 Actors and audiences are in place

Meet Grindelwald?

Now?

So sudden!

The representatives of various countries did not react for a moment, and they all stood there in a daze, as if they did not hear Sebastian's words clearly.

They originally thought that Sebastian would hold a formal meeting with them first to discuss countermeasures, or even discuss some sensitive issues. At least they would exchange information and discuss action plans.

But who could have thought that this young president of the association would be so decisive and take them to see Grindelwald without saying anything?

too direct!

This is not as simple as just meeting someone casually!

That was Grindelwald, the first Dark Lord, a terrifying existence that once made the entire wizarding world tremble. Even now, this name is still enough to make many wizards shudder.

What's more, Grindelwald had just escaped from Nurmengard, and then launched a global war against Death Eaters, and even had a fight with a mysterious man a few hours ago.

Although everyone is anxious and wants to resolve this problem as soon as possible, and this is also the reason why Sebastian was elected as the president, but would it be too risky to go there rashly at this time?

"President Swan, are you... sure?" Someone finally couldn't help asking, with a cautious tone, "Go meet Grindelwald now? No need to make any more preparations? Should we first transfer elite Aurors from various countries to form a coalition?"

"The longer we delay, the more chaotic the situation will be. We don't have time to waste," Sebastian smiled calmly, "Whatever Grindelwald wants to do, let's talk about it first. Don't worry, I'm here to guarantee your safety."

Sebastian's attitude was extremely calm, without any fear or hesitation, as if meeting Grindelwald was just an ordinary meeting.

The representatives exchanged complicated looks with each other and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

This is the demeanor that a truly strong person should have. This feeling of confidence really makes people feel at ease.

With Sebastian's assurance, many representatives put aside their concerns and followed him to Nurmengard.

The nearby hills are bare, and if you look closely you can see traces of burns from the Fiendfyre, which were caused by Grindelwald's previous battle with the mysterious man.

As for Nurmengard, this once gloomy and cold wizard prison has now been completely renewed.

The exterior walls are no longer the lifeless gray-black color, but have undergone a completely new magical transformation.

The originally tall and cold stone walls are now engraved with new magic runes, and a faint golden light flows from time to time.

When the representatives approached, they could clearly feel the fluctuations of magical power in the air. It was an extremely sophisticated ancient magic, cleverly combined with the original magic used for confinement, and its power was more than doubled.

In stark contrast to the previous oppressive prison atmosphere, Nurmengard at this moment was solemn and mysterious.

The gate is no longer the heavy iron door of the past, but has been replaced by a magnificent double-opening magic stone door.

The door is carved with exquisite relief patterns - on the left is a flying thunderbird, symbolizing foresight and wisdom; on the right is a hovering dragon, symbolizing strength and protection; right above the door is the iconic pattern of the three Deathly Hallows.

The most shocking thing is that the wings of the thunderbird and the eyes of the dragon seem to be alive, faintly glowing with magical light, as if watching every move of the visitor.

When Sebastian led the representatives to the gate, the thunderbird's wings fluttered slightly, and then the entire door opened silently to both sides without any dull noise, as if welcoming a distinguished guest.

"Sure enough," the American representative glared at the Austrian representative and muttered bitterly, "Grindelwald must have escaped from prison a long time ago. Looking at the decorations around here, it doesn't look like he could have just escaped from prison today."

The Austrian representative was about to make a rebuttal when he saw Sebastian raise his arm, so he had to swallow his words.

"Don't talk about the past anymore. There's no point in arguing about these things. Just calm down and follow me. I already know where Grindelwald is."

Sebastian gave instructions and walked forward first.

Entering Nurmengard, the originally gloomy and damp corridor is now paved with smooth obsidian tiles, each of which has been carefully polished. Swan's alchemical magic lamp is embedded in the wall, and the soft light shines all around, making the entire castle bright.

Representatives from various countries did not think much about the Swann alchemical products that could be seen everywhere in the castle. After all, Swann alchemical products were popular all over the world, and it was not surprising that Grindelwald used them to decorate his own castle. They never thought that these things were provided by Sebastian on his own initiative.

Walking along the way, the representatives, led by Sebastian, arrived at a magnificent reception room.

Elegant magic lamps, exquisite magic tapestries, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window with an unobstructed view of the magnificent canyon.

However, no one cared about this, as all eyes were drawn to the figure in the center of the room—Gellert Grindelwald.

He was sitting upright on a dark velvet sofa, his posture upright, his expression calm, staring quietly at the magic TV screen floating in the air.

The screen was still showing the shocked reactions to his sudden appearance from around the world, the chaos in the Ministries of Magic of various countries, and the various concerns about Grindelwald's powerful return.

However, Grindelwald himself was indifferent to all this, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

If someone who doesn't know him, just looking at the picture at this moment, they might really mistakenly think that he is just an ordinary old grandfather next door, an old man who spends his time leisurely by the fireplace and reading the news, rather than the first generation Dark Lord who once stirred up the entire wizarding world and made countless wizards tremble in fear.

Grindelwald turned off the TV, turned his head slightly, glanced at the representatives from various countries who had vigilant and complicated faces, and then looked straight at Sebastian.

Sebastian's expression was calm, but there was a barely perceptible smile in the depths of his eyes.

Grindelwald caught this and gave a meaningful smile.

There were no words, no unnecessary body movements. The moment their eyes met, they had already reached a tacit understanding with each other.

The actors and the audience are in place, and the performance officially begins.