I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

This……

Gently tearing off the wax seal, Sean read the unexpected letter.

Nurmengard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Principal: Gellert Grindelwald

(President of the Wizarding Reform Association, first-class magician of the Merlin Sir Order)

After reading this, Sean froze for a moment, his fingers involuntarily grasped the letter paper.

Letting out a breath, he continued reading.

To Mr Sean Wallop.

Congratulations, you have been accepted to study at Nurmengard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st, please send back your responses by July 31st.

Vice Principal (Female)

Vita Rozier

sincerely

Sean:? ? ? ! ! !

Xiao En, who has always been calm, feels that he needs to calm down now. This is not a matter of changing the world line, this is not a world at all!

Two magic schools... and if I remember correctly, Nurmengard should be a prison!

Founded by Grindelwald, Nurmengard was originally used to imprison his opponents, and later became Grindelwald's own cage.

In addition, the Wizard Reform Association is quite in line with Grindelwald, although the "Association" may be too gentle for him.

The most frightening is the first-class magician of the Order of Merlin.

In my impression, the Order of Merlin is the highest honor in the magic world, and it is awarded to those who strive to be in harmony with non-wizards! harmonious! harmonious! Coexistence of wizards who have made outstanding contributions.

harmonious……

Sean felt that he didn't have enough imagination to picture Grindelwald being awarded a medal in his mind. If he was told that the medal was snatched, Sean would think it would be more reasonable.

It was a mess, Sean felt that he urgently needed a "Modern History of Magic", the serious one.

He even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory.

Mr. Wallop saw his son's sluggish expression, and he said strangely: "That letter should have just been delivered to the mailbox, what's wrong, kid?"

"Look for yourself..." Sean handed over the letter.

Mr. Wallup took the paper and glanced it over quickly.

"Magic school? Just a prank."

Mrs. Wallop echoed:

"I don't know which bad guy came up with it. Now, boys, get ready, we have to go."

Sean Wallop scratched his head involuntarily, although the gesture seemed ungentlemanly.

He remembered that Hagrid was the one who informed Harry back then, so his teacher should explain his situation, right?

As if to confirm his thoughts, the doorbell rang.

The family walked by, and Mr. Wallop opened the large iron gate.

Standing outside the door was a young girl.

She has short shoulder-length hair in soft golden yellow, a white face with some freckles, and she looks very sunny and confident.

There is nothing special about her attire, she just looks like an ordinary girl who comes to sell drinks in the summer.

"You are?"

"Introduce yourself, Hogwarts Student Council Girls President, Charlotte Hawke."

Sean looked it over carefully, and sure enough, the girl seemed to have a stick stuck in her trouser pocket.

At this time, Mr. Wallop's face was already a little ugly.

"It's not a funny joke."

"I understand that magic is indeed difficult for Muggles to understand. However, Sean Wallup's talent cannot be concealed. He has been registered on the Hogwarts freshman roll since he was born."

Allen frowned, and his tone became severe: "From birth? Where did you get the news? This has seriously violated the privacy of my family!"

The voice did not fall,

Another cold voice sounded.

"Also included in Nurmengard's freshman roster."

It was a white boy in a black windbreaker, with his collar turned up, his hair carefully combed, and a supercilious self-confidence on his plain and indifferent face.

Allen's eyes widened. He was standing at the door, but he didn't see where this man appeared from.

"You? Where did you come from? Do you know this is breaking into a private house?!"

Allen had already put his hand on the alarm at the door.

The boy's face was as usual, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes when he saw the alarm.

"Haunting... Sterling, Nurmengard didn't teach you what is first come, first served?" Charlotte Hawke's face became quite displeased.

But the boy called Sterling ignored her and turned to the Wallops.

"No offense, please allow me to introduce myself. Colton Sterling, from the greatest magic school of this century: Nurmengard." He gently spread his hands, as if introducing something so exquisite Extreme work of art.

A dangerous gleam flashed in Charlotte Hawk's eyes.

"Great?" She sneered, with a strong disdain in her tone, "The school hasn't even been established for a hundred years, so how can we talk about greatness?"

Colton was still expressionless, but said in a flat tone: "Greatness has nothing to do with the length of time. At least, Nurmengard will not lie in the glory of the past and be complacent but not enterprising."

"Kolton, do you think I won't dare to do anything to you in front of Muggles?" Charlotte's eyes narrowed all of a sudden.

"Is it up to you? The... elite under Hogwarts' "Happy Education"?" Colton showed a very gentlemanly smile, but his tone was full of sarcasm.

Charlotte's eyes froze, and his aura became extremely strong.

"Looks like last year's Flogging Charm didn't impress you enough."

Colton patted the dust on his shoulders indifferently: "The Whiplash Curse? That's something I've been exposed to since the first grade. If your companions didn't sacrifice their lives, you wouldn't even be able to touch me."

He turned around and looked directly at the other party, with sarcasm in his eyes: "I have to admit that I was injured by the joint efforts of two trash. It is true that I am not good at learning, and I have been troubled for a long time because of this. Of course, Nurmengard never denied failure. , what we have to do is to stand up again, and then, to do better. Also, to remind you, Miss Hawke, it was Nurmengard who won the Goblet of Fire last year."

Charlotte's eyes suddenly became dangerous: "The victory obtained by relying on black magic, how dare you mention it in front of me?!"

A trace of fanaticism appeared on Colton's calm face: "Dark magic? Hehe, Hogwarts has completely fallen behind this era! In the hands of our great Principal Grindelwald, the so-called black magic has become something that can be used The powerful power controlled by wizards. By the way, what other classes do you have over there? Oh, I remembered, the ridiculous Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

Charlotte's original dark brown pupils suddenly turned dark black: "I only know about chasing power, Nurmengard is really a bunch of idiots."

Colton's body tensed up, and one hand was put into his pocket. However, he still maintained a calm expression, and continued: "That's because you can't find a stronger power. The weak always like it." That’s how you find excuses for yourself.”

"Really? I want to see what Mr. Sterling, who is good at pursuing power, will look like lying on the ground again?"

"You can try it, Hawke."

Both of them pulled out their wands at the same time!