I Just Become The Richest Man: Received an Admission Letter from Hogwarts

At this moment, in Nurmengard Castle. "Gellert, I know you're here, come out."

Dumbledore took his wand and walked cautiously into the castle.

But the castle was empty, with only the echo of Dumbledore himself.

"Gellert?"

Dumbledore looked for it again, but there was no trace of Grindelwald.

For a moment, Dumbledore's expression turned ugly.

The next moment, Dumbledore Apparated and came to the headmaster's office at Hogwarts in an instant.

"How about it, Albus, what happened?"

Professor McGonagall stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Grindelwald... escaped."

Dumbledore said seven words with difficulty, and suddenly all the portraits in the principal's office exclaimed!

"This is impossible!"

"The magic world is going to suffer, my God, I have to remind my descendants quickly!"

"Come back! Aren't you afraid of causing panic?"

"Actually, this might be a good thing. Let the two Dark Lords fight each other."

"quiet!!"

Dumbledore shut up the portrait in annoyance, and then said to Professor McGonagall:

"Minerva. Go get Professor Trelawney."

Professor McGonagall nodded and walked out quickly.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, pinched his temples and took a deep breath.

After a while, Professor McGonagall walked over with Trelawney in her pajamas.

"Headmaster, what do you have to do with me?"

Although Trelawney usually does not have 14 straight lines, she is still very honest when facing Dumbledore.

"Prophecy, about the magic world."

Trelawney took a long time to react, and groped for her pajamas in a panic:

"Sorry Professor Dumbledore, I didn't bring the prophecy ball, go and get it here."

With that said, Trelawney was going out.

"No need, I have it here."

Dumbledore took out a prophecy ball from the table and placed it on the table.

Trelawney swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and sat slowly in the chair, looking at the prophecy ball, speechless.

"How? Professor Trelawney?"

Professor McGonagall was a little impatient and urged.

"Don't worry, Professor McGonagall, prophecy can't be rushed."

Trelawney felt a little guilty, and said other things.

Time passed quietly, and this time, even Qiang Shang's mural was a little impatient.

"Hey! Is our divination professor really good!?"

"Now that the situation is in crisis, I'd better go and call the centaurs."

"Wait, look!"

When everyone turned around, they found that Trelawney had rolled her eyes, and her behavior was very strange:

"I saw three beasts staring at them! An icy poisonous snake was standing at one end, and its venom was gathering momentum! There were countless poisonous snakes behind it!"

"I saw a black wolf standing at the other end, and the wolves behind him were endless!"

"one left...."

"one left..."

Before Trelawney could finish speaking, she tilted her head and fainted.

Dumbledore took a deep breath:

"Send Professor Trelawney back to rest. She's very tired."

"Viper. Black wolf and what? Are there other threats to the magic world?"

"This professor is really unreliable! We should probably change to a divination professor!"

Dumbledore was speechless at this time. Trelawney was brought in by him, and it was true that the chain fell.

Just then, a plane made of parchment suddenly flew in from outside.

"It's a centaur! The centaur sent a prophecy!"

"Is there anything to be happy about? The centaurs' prophecies are obscure and difficult to understand, maybe not as good as that Trelawney."

Dumbledore hurriedly unfolded the parchment.

It was painted with a starry sky, a poisonous snake, a black wolf, and an unknown animal.

Three beasts face off.

After reading the prophecy, Dumbledore still had no clue.

"Although we don't know what this prophecy represents, what we do know is that another catastrophe in the magic world is about to begin."

Dumbledore looked solemn, rubbed his hand, and took a deep breath:

"Go and inform the Order of the Phoenix and get them ready."

Dumbledore, who had always thought that things were in the plan, suddenly found that the environment was changing so fast that his plan had completely failed.

"After the mysterious man, is there another Grindelwald..."

....

training room.

"System, is it really okay?"

Sean looked at Grindelwald, who had been caught up in research, and asked with some guilt.

[At least the other party is not malicious to the host now, but it is recommended that the host only get along with him in the training room, and the system is 100% sure to protect the host. 】

Sean understands what the system means.

That is to say, as long as Grindelwald is in the training room, the system can kill him at any time.

But as long as you go out, it's hard to say.

If one goes wrong, Grindelwald can easily take Sean's life.

"But that's okay, he can't mess around in the training room anyway."

Sean thought about it for a while, but it was just a Grindelwald. He originally thought that if he subdued him, someone would do things for him outside.

But the situation has changed, and Grindelwald can't let it go, so let him study the mobile phone here.

His alchemy level is not low, after all, it was Durmstrang who came out.

Unlike Hogwarts, Durmstrang is more strict there, and it can be said that the management is militarized.

And Durmstrang only accepts pure blood, so the starting line is much higher than Hogwarts.

The excellent level of Hogwarts may be an ordinary one there.

Durmstrang requires all-round development, all subjects must be achieved with honors, and all are required courses.

Although Grindelwald was expelled, he was a recognized genius, and his level of alchemy was only slightly worse than Sean.

You must know that Sean's brain is the advanced alchemy of system rewards.

And Sean has no skills, Grindelwald has a lot more experience than Sean.

Now Grindelwald is whistling and operating, and it's the problem that's embarrassing Sean for two days.

As a result, people solved it so easily.

Sean suddenly felt that the alchemy industry was really not suitable for him.

Just as Sean was about to leave, he was stopped by Grindelwald:

"You let me work here and want to go by yourself?"

"Come here to operate your magic high temperature furnace, the temperature must be high."

A glint of narrowness flashed in Grindelwald's eyes.

Sean didn't understand it, didn't say much, just inserted the wand into the card slot and input the magic power.

The magic energy high-temperature furnace suddenly burst into a blue flame.

Grindelwald put the magic iron on it and began to smelt:

"Not enough, continue to increase the temperature."

"More!"

"not enough!"

Grindelwald was not satisfied until Sean's face was flushed.

"If you can't stand it, you can give up. You know, the magic energy high temperature furnace needs a lot of magic power."

Grindelwald said without looking up.

"Who do you look down on?"

Sean's face flushed, and he continued to maintain his magic power output.

In less than five minutes, Sean's magic bottomed out.

Grindelwald noticed this too, watching Sean out of the corner of his eye.

However, in the next moment, under Grindelwald's shocked eyes, Sean took out a blue medicine bottle and drank it.

In an instant, the originally flushed complexion returned to white.

"What did you drink?"

Grindelwald stopped what he was doing and looked straight at Sean.

"The potion I configured can restore mental power, do you want to try it?"

Sean said, took out a bottle of revitalizing potion from his pocket and threw it away.

Grindelwald caught it firmly, then opened the bottle cap and smelled it, frowning tightly.

"I can't smell any potion at all."

With that said, Grindelwald drank the Rejuvenation Potion in one gulp.

The next moment, Grindelwald only felt that his spirit was instantly excited, and the silent magic power 473 in his body began to be restless, and there was a feeling that he had nowhere to vent.

"If you sell this potion, it will definitely cause a sensation among all potion masters."

Grindelwald took a deep look at Sean and continued to operate.

Sean took out his pocket watch and checked the time:

"I still have something to do. You can do it first. Today is the night of the full moon."

Sean said, pulling out his wand and putting it away.

"What? Are you still interested in filthy creatures like werewolves?"

Grindelwald could figure out what Sean wanted to do just by looking at the full moon night.

"Well, I want to study it. If it can be controlled, it is a good source of power."

Sean said, turned his head and walked out, leaving only Grindelwald staring at the empty bottle in front of him in a daze.

In the villa in front of the cave, Hermione was looking at the research report and thinking.

"What's wrong? Is there something you can't figure out?"

Sean stepped forward, sat down and asked with a smile.

Hermione's eyes lit up when she saw Sean:

"Sean, come and read this report."

Sean took the report and read it carefully.

This is a plan, or a conjecture.

It was written by Louis, which probably meant that he wanted to try the effect of antihypertensive drugs and hemodialysis on werewolves.

Lowering blood pressure might delay or suspend the werewolf's transformation.

Hemodialysis, on the other hand, can try to remove the wolf poison from the werewolf's blood.

"That's right, let's try it today. I just happened to have a look, did you find anything?"

Sean looked at Hermione steadily.

Now Hermione has become more and more beautiful, with a chubby face, people can't help but want to take a sip.

Sean remembers that from the second part to the sixth part, Hermione's looks were very good!

Especially in the fourth dance party, Hermione can be said to suppress the audience with strength!

Hermione shook her head in disappointment: