Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 224: Strange combination

As for the origin of those golden eggs, it is estimated that anyone who knows will have their temples twitch.

Those things are the props left by the Goblet of Fire last time. Grindelwald turned them out in the utility room in the castle - Sean choked on the dust a few times when cleaning them...

Of course, the other students were already excited, their eyes looking at the golden egg were extremely hot.

According to previous years' experience, Professor Grindelwald has always been generous in rewarding the strong. Even if it was a gourmet party, he would reward the students with the best culinary skills.

And today's venue obviously requires a duel. In this kind of hard power competition, Professor Grindelwald's prize is even more amazing!

It is said that Senior Sterling, who just graduated last school year, won the Nurmengard Day competition in a certain year-he directly obtained a whole set of magic gold powder that can be used to construct ancient runes.

The magic gold powder is said to be ground by Grindelwald himself, and special materials are added to make it faster to construct rune symbols, and the connection between your magic power and symbols will be smoother.

Let me ask, who wouldn't be tempted by this kind of magic material that can't be bought on the market at all?

Of course, Sean who was sitting on the seat was not excited at all. Grindelwald was not going to give away the prize at all this time. He had already made up his mind to find an excuse to train the students of Nurmengard.

It's just that you need to sell your 'body'...

On the high platform, Grindelwald began to announce the content of this competition.

"The theme of this Nurmengard Day: 'Battle'!"

As soon as the words fell, the students shouted excitedly. For the Nurmengardians who worship power, fighting is what they long for!

"All students can participate. This competition is divided into two parts. The first is the student duel, and then there is the challenge competition to win rewards." Grindelwald's voice became more and more high-pitched, making people excited. "In the first part of the group duel, first-year and second-year students can form a team of ten people, third-year students can form a team of seven, fourth-year students have a team of five, fifth-year students have a team of three, sixth-grade students have a team of two, and the seventh-year students who are about to graduate, you will fight alone!"

"Draw lots to determine the duel team. In the end, ten teams will be shortlisted for the challenge level. You will face the most severe test!"

"Now," Grindelwald lowered his voice, his expression was serious, but his eyes were filled with anticipation, "My children, let me see, as a noble wizard, have you worked hard this year, and whether you can match the glory brought by the status of a wizard!"

Grindelwald's prestige in Nurmengard was incomparable. His voice seemed to contain magic power.

Only Sean in the stands was frowning. The more excited this group of students is now, the more he may be beaten later...

Hermione turned her head to look at Sean with some excitement: "Sean, let's form a team and try it too? Let me think about it, the three of us, um, we can also call Harry and the others, Stephen Waylon is also an excellent wizard, but Slytherin..."

She held her chin hesitantly, and was very entangled in choosing a teammate.

Sean looked at the high platform, and happened to see Grindelwald from a distance, and the other party also cast his gaze over. Although he couldn't see the expression clearly, the strange old man seemed to be smiling...

"Sean, think about it quickly, haven't you always been very popular. Do you have any suitable teammates?"

"Well, let me think about it..." Sean pretended to close his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

But Grindelwald said before that he has a way...

Sure enough, when the anxious Hermione urged, there was a sudden noise at one of the entrances to the stands.

Several people turned their heads to look, and Grindelwald came to the crowd at some point, and he was kindly encouraging the students.

"Joshua? Last year's counter-curse was impressive."

"Patricia, you were the one who turned dead leaves into crows last time? Ha, Mr. Bata, it doesn't feel good to see you."

"Sheldon, there shouldn't be an accidental explosion of the spell this time, right? As I said, wizards must stay focused when casting spells, and believe in their own spells and wands. My child, don't let me down again."

Grindelwald seemed to remember the names of all the students. He walked through the crowd, and every student whose name he called was full of pride. They stood upright in front of Mr. Principal, like soldiers being inspected by the chief.

A completely different route from Professor Dumbledore... Sean muttered in his heart watching this scene.

Grindelwald is obviously more used to and is good at using his personal charm to conquer others. After so many days in Nurmengard, Sean has never seen any student express dissatisfaction with the principal.

On the contrary, as long as Grindelwald's name is mentioned, the students will always have pride and respect on their faces.

They adore this headmaster, and regard their status as Nurmengard students as an honor.

Shawn couldn't help but think of another aspect. If Grindelwald once again set off a reform war in the wizarding world, the Nurmengard students who have infiltrated the world over the years will become an extremely terrifying help...

While he was thinking, Grindelwald walked to the Hogwarts area talking with the students.

"Oh, children who came from afar," he opened his hands to everyone, "Numergarde treats every wizard equally, I hope you don't have any other worries during the academic exchange, and enjoy everything in this castle, such as this festival."

Grindelwald smiled, and he was so tolerant and fraternal that the students at Hogwarts almost felt that they had met Professor Dumbledore.

"We also welcome your participation in this competition. If you are good enough, I will be very happy to hand over the prizes to you."

Now, many students are even more tempted. Although Hogwarts students are inferior to Nurmengard in terms of overall and average standards, the wizarding world has never been short of talents, and outstanding students like Cedric and Percy are already gearing up.

Grindelwald was very satisfied with the fighting spirit of Hogwarts, he passed through the crowd, and then looked at Sean.

"Oh, oh, look, isn't this Mr. Wallop?" He looked as if he was not familiar with Sean but had heard of it.

Grindelwald stretched out his hand and patted Sean on the shoulder, seeming to admire him very much: "Professor Goodman told me about the dueling class that day, your performance was amazing, ha, I'm even a little jealous of Principal Dumbledore - he has such an outstanding student."

"You are too much, sir." Sean was very modest.

Grindelwald's special praise attracted Sean's attention, and he could even feel the jealous gaze from Nurmengard's student seat.

"Are you going to participate in this competition?" Grindelwald asked.

"It's getting ready, sir."

"Well, not bad," he nodded, and then showed a thoughtful expression, "Well, I have a small suggestion..."

He laughed: "You're in this game by yourself, I bet it's impressive."

Grindelwald's proposal caught everyone by surprise, and Hermione interrupted him eagerly: "Sir, Sean is only a sophomore."

"Don't be impatient, kid," he stroked his short beard, "In Nurmengard, outstanding wizards will always face more, which will make them grow stronger and stronger, and..."

Grindelwald smiled happily: "Mr. Wallop, you stepped on my children in the dueling class last time. Many of them were dissatisfied. I want to give them this opportunity. Of course, you will get preferential treatment-in the first round of trials, you don't need to participate in the previous competitions. You only need to face one team. After you win, you will directly enter the second round and you are guaranteed to get a prize. How about it?"

The corner of Sean's mouth twitched, is this the way you said it? Why do I feel that Nurmengard students are looking at me more and more wrongly...

Old man, stop hating me!

Besides, what's the use of me entering the second stage, even if I win, there will be no prizes!

"Then it's decided? Wallep, your name is already in the lottery box. If you are willing to participate, you can just come and prepare. It's okay if you don't come. It's all up to you." Grindelwald waved his hand, left such a sentence and left directly.

"Why is he so... so..." Hermione held back for a long time but didn't say anything.

Daisy added in a low voice: "You're so narrow-minded—Sean has won so many Nurmengard students before..."

"But, he's a headmaster..." Hermione muttered dissatisfiedly.

Only Sean shrugged his shoulders: "It's okay, just treat it as actual combat training."

He understood that he probably couldn't escape the decision Grindelwald made. But Sean was already very interested in this competition. Being able to duel with different wizards was a very valuable experience.

The ring-shaped duel arena was noisy, except for some rational party members who thought they were not strong enough and students with old wounds, most of the rest chose to sign up. Suddenly, the entire square was noisy.

Today, all the professors and medical staff were dispatched. The professors were in charge of judging and protecting, while the medical staff were always on standby. Nurmengard's duel was very rough. It is estimated that many students will enter the infirmary today.

As a player with early bye rights, Sean went to the waiting room early and waited. In the square, the students' duel had already begun.

The lower grade students are far inferior to the senior students in terms of magic power and the number of spells they have mastered. Their advantage lies in the larger number of people. If one is not careful, the senior students may also overturn.

"Sean, what did you see?" At some point, Grindelwald came to him.

"Well——" Sean thought for a while, "The choice in the process of teamwork and duel?"

Grindelwald stood beside him. He was a head taller than Sean, with a relaxed and relaxed face: "No, you should see the children's emotions. Look, the Nurmengard students are all excited and nervous, whether it's because of glory or prizes, while the Hogwarts students are full of expectations and ambitions. This is because of the competition between the two schools."

"Some people feel regretful and unwilling to lose because of their own carelessness, some people get a great sense of achievement because they beat the strong with the weak, some people feel bad because the opponent is not strong enough, and some people feel bad because the opponent is strong, what a scene worth thinking about—"

"Look, Sean," Grindelwald said with emotion and fascination, "So many people, so many different hearts, don't you think you can see a lot of interesting things?"

Manipulating people's hearts is also a kind of magic... Sean silently recited the words Grindelwald once taught him in his heart.

"There are all kinds of things in the world, it's worth tasting, it's worth learning—" Grindelwald sighed, and then changed the subject, "Of course, this is not the point, people need time to understand, you still have a long way to go—let's talk about the next thing?"

"Do I really have to transform into a fire dragon to face so many students?" Sean couldn't help asking, he still has a sense of unreality.

"Of course, don't be silly my child, this will just help you strengthen your Animagus," Grindelwald saw Sean's resentful eyes, his laughter was wild and unrestrained, full of joy, "Of course, this is mainly because I can't give out prizes and I want to train this group of lazy children. Thank you for your help, Sean."

"Should I say you're welcome, sir..." Sean said helplessly.

"Don't worry," Grindelwald put his arms around his shoulders affectionately, "The fire dragon's magic resistance is even higher than your imagination, you just need to pay attention to protecting your eyes-you know that fire dragons are most afraid of the eye curse, right?"

"I know, but I'm an underage fire dragon..."

"Don't worry, I allow you to bring help." Grindelwald raised an eyebrow at him.

"Helper...you mean?"

"Of course, the fire dragon found by Nurmengard is naturally different. As a fire dragon, it is not unacceptable to have some good social relationships with magical animals~"

Sean suddenly realized and nodded, then almost looked at Grindelwald with contempt.

This old man is really bad...

Grindelwald saw through his thoughts, and then raised the corners of his mouth indifferently: "Remember what I told you? Borrow the power you can control-this is flexibility and strength."

He clenched his fists: "As long as you can control it in your hands, then power is power, and it is not fundamentally different from your magic power."

Sean blinked, why does he always feel that there is something in the other party's words?

However, Grindelwald didn't say anything more, he left a sentence: "I have prepared a surprise for you", and then drifted away.

Looking at the other person's leaving figure, Sean sighed a little tiredly. The famous riddlers in the wizarding world: Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald don't know what it looks like when they communicate.

"Albus, you understand."

"Gellert, I must point out your shortcomings."

"But that's all for a whole new world."

"But the stars still twinkle, the sun and the moon still rise, we are still us, and the world is still the world."

"The world is us—"

"But we are not the world—"

Like this? All by charades?

Sean felt his head start to swell just thinking about that scene.

Is this the tacit understanding and common ground between the old men?

The duel in the square continued, and after half a day, finally, the last nineteen teams were selected.

Sean will join as the twentieth team. After two-two duels, ten teams will advance to the final challenge level~IndoMTL.com~There is only a huge duel platform left in the field, and the students who don’t need to be sent to the infirmary are clamoring in the stands waiting for the game to start.

It was Sean's turn in the first game.

"How can I fight this? I didn't arrange it in advance..." He muttered as he walked up to the duel ring, and then saw the opposite team.

Four people, one is Patricia who I have seen wandering out in the middle of the night, and the other is a stocky blond fat man, both of them are wearing fourth grade uniforms.

There was another girl in a third-year uniform with a calm face, who seemed to be the brains of the entire team.

In the end, there was a boy in the uniform of the second grade. He was wearing a top hat, cutting a deck of cards in his hand, and his green eyes were blinking rapidly.

Strange combination... Sean muttered and walked onto the stage.

7017k

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :