I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

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"Every student who wants to run for the title of Warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," Dumbledore said. "Those who are aspiring to become a Warrior can do so within twenty Sign up within four hours. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet will select the names of the twelve classmates it believes best represent the four schools. Tonight, the Goblet will be placed in the foyer and all willing It’s accessible to students who are running for office.”

"In order to prevent underage students from being tempted," said Dumbledore, "when the goblet is placed in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. No one under seventeen years of age can cross this line. Age line.”

When Dumbledore said this, Sean clearly heard many regretful and unhappy voices, such as Harry who had been frantically reading various books for a month trying to find a way to overcome the age limit - despite Neville's persuasion. Good buddies many times, but Harry seemed eager to participate in this competition.

Later, Sean learned from Daisy that Harry's father, James, had also participated in the Goblet of Fire, but in the end he did not lead his teammates back to clink glasses, which was a huge regret.

So Harry is very eager to become one of the warriors of the Goblet of Fire. Unfortunately, his age is stuck at an embarrassing limit. If he can't reach it this time, he will graduate next time.

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the election to note that this competition is not a child's play. Do not participate rashly. Once the warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persist in the competition to the end. Who will put himself Putting your name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be observed. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. Therefore, please think twice and make sure that you really want to participate in the game wholeheartedly. Throw your names into the cup again. Well, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed. Good night to everyone."

Dumbledore glanced at everyone, smiled and clapped his hands, indicating that everyone could go back.

There were noisy sounds in the auditorium, and the Weiss twins each put their arms around Harry's shoulders.

"Hey, man," Fred said to Harry with a smirk on his face, "George and I heard about your passionate wish."

George also said on the other side: "Our brave, tragic, eager and unable to find a solution, little Harry, why don't you come and ask for help from the magical Wesley brothers? - The one named Ronald does not count."

"Hey, I'm your brother." Ron said dissatisfiedly.

"Have George and I decided to admit you yet?" Fred teased Ron, and then whispered in Harry's doubtful eyes, "Man, I have a way to get you to sign up."

Harry's eyes suddenly lit up: "What?"

"Aging agent, my friend -" George secretly stuffed a small bottle into Harry's pocket with a mysterious look on his face, "it can make you grow up a little, to meet the registration threshold."

Harry touched his pocket with some uncertainty: "Is this thing effective? And Professor Dumbledore..."

Fred pouted: "This is just the help we can do, and besides, George and I are old enough."

Sean, who happened to be walking by, saw this scene. He walked over and bumped into a few people: "Hey, guys, I have to remind you, that line-"

He pointed to the golden lines Dumbledore had drawn next to the Goblet of Fire.

"It was planted by Dumbledore, one of the greatest wizards of the century - and the age-enhancing potion currently sells for three Silver Sickles."

George laughed and hit Sean: "Come on, buddy, we didn't charge Harry any money! Besides, who says that a cheap price can't have a great effect?"

Sean shrugged and looked at Harry, who was a little moved but hesitant: "Man, my advice is don't seek death."

Harry hesitated for a moment and then sighed: "Sean, I think you are right."

After finally convincing Harry, Sean looked back at the long table in the classroom and found that Grindelwald had not left the table yet. He was standing there, seemingly waiting for Dumbledore.

I wonder which saint drank Polyjuice Potion and pretended to be...

Just as Sean was thinking this, Grindelwald noticed his gaze and then made a move.

Sean's penis shrank in surprise. The other party's movement was the calling movement that Grindelwald used when teaching him - snapping his fingers and twitching with his index finger.

This is a move that they are only familiar with. The one in front of them must be a fake...

Could it be that Grindelwald wanted to inform me of something, so he told the subordinate pretending to be himself about this action.

With such doubts, Sean looked around, then walked out of the hall and walked quietly to the side.

Turning around the side door, sure enough, Grindelwald was already waiting there.

"Sir?" Sean asked uncertainly.

Grindelwald smiled a wild smile that was so familiar to Sean.

"Long time no see, Sean."

This way of speaking, this tone... Sean was a little confused for a moment.

"Sir, aren't you?"

Grindelwald snapped his fingers so that no one else could overhear the conversation between the two.

"Actually, what you see is me and not me."

"Huh?" Sean looked up and down.

"Okay, don't look for your answer foolishly," Grindelwald smiled slightly, "People still drink Polyjuice Potion, but my loyal subordinate doesn't mind letting me steal his soul."

"Hiss—" Sean gasped.

A saint is worthy of being a saint, and he voluntarily had his soul stolen by Grindelwald... No wonder, the Grindelwald in front of him occasionally looked unnatural, and occasionally had the same movement habits as the real owner.

The next moment, Sean became confused again.

What is it that deserves Grindelwald's soul-stealing saint to come to Hogwarts?

The Final Four? It's not that important...

Is it very important information?

With such doubts, Sean looked at the other party and waited for the answer.

"Don't look at me like that, couldn't it be that I wanted to come out for some air?" Grindelwald said easily.

Sean choked. This seemed to be Grindelwald's style.

"But the Imperius Curse allows you to control other people remotely?" Sean had another doubt.

Grindelwald relaxedly spread his hands: "I improved the Imperius Curse."

Sean: "..."

The soul-stealing curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, should be changed as soon as possible...

"Of course, there are some other things -" Grindelwald said casually.

"Um?"

Grindelwald looked past Sean and looked behind him: "Prepare to cause some trouble, but the real owner is here."

Sean turned around and saw an old man with white hair and beard walking quietly over.

It's Dumbledore.

"You shouldn't be like this. It's not honorable to use the Imperius Curse on your subordinates, even if he is willing - and there are still eyes watching you." Dumbledore ignored the barrier set by Grindelwald and directly Came in.

Grindelwald's expression suddenly became vivid, and he sneered: "Worry about it, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore glanced at Sean who was pretending to count ants, and sighed slightly: "I don't even know why you have these grievances."

Alarm bells rang in Sean's heart. These two old men wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk now?

Is this something I can listen to? ! Um? ! I was still a child, how could I hear these secrets between adults? !

His ears perked up.

Grindelwald licked his lips and said slowly: "The grudges between us will be discussed later, but I came here specifically to say one thing."

He came closer and looked directly at Dumbledore.

"I established Nurmengard and traveled around to restore the Goblet of Fire. Everything I did was for fair competition -" Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, "And when the age rules were first established, the universities The whole school agrees, including you——"

He pressed Sean's shoulders and looked at Dumbledore: "How old is this bastard boy now?"

Sean blinked and tried to look innocent: "Sixteen years old, sir..."

"Shut up if you're underage!" Grindelwald pressed Sean hard.

Dumbledore crossed his hands on his waist: "But Sean has the proof-"

"Ha, in order to issue that certificate, you actually agreed to the additional study quota for Beauxbatons and Durmstrang? Three to one, you didn't take Nurmengard's suggestion into account, right?" Grindelwald said dissatisfied .

Sean suppressed a smile. He finally understood why this certificate he had obviously given to him could be recognized by other schools.

An agreement has been reached...

Excellent students like Fleur and Krum who should have graduated also went to school for an extra year to compete for the Goblet of Fire - other schools agreed to Hogwarts' special certificate, and Hogwarts also agreed to other schools of additional study places...

Dumbledore still smiled: "Nurmengard is also available, and you also have extra places to stay in school."

"Ha--" Grindelwald shook his lips with a smile, "I taught Sean."

The implication is very clear, I understand Sean's strength, even if there is an "eighth grader", he may not be able to beat him.

Dumbledore was unmoved: "Sean is an outstanding student of Ravenclaw, one of the four houses of Hogwarts."

"You have the guts not to let Sean compete."

"Sean is an outstanding student of Ravenclaw, one of the four houses of my Hogwarts."

"It's been so long since I've defeated Nurmengard, why are you using such despicable methods?"

"Sean is an outstanding student of Ravenclaw, one of the four houses of my Hogwarts."

"Let the children fight and communicate in an open and honest manner - communicate and fight at the same level. Do you understand this, Dumbledore?"

"Sean is an outstanding student of Ravenclaw, one of the four houses of my Hogwarts."

Sean, who was being held down harder and harder, suppressed a laugh and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When did Professor Dumbledore become so... well, shameless...

Moreover, he now finally knows what the yelling letter Dumbledore received during the summer vacation...

Grindelwald took a deep breath, let go of Sean, and then walked up to Dumbledore and looked directly at him.

Then he raised a hand.

Put up a middle finger.

"Albus Dumbledore, you sinister old immortal."

After that, he turned around and walked away angrily.

When Grindelwald walked away, Dumbledore looked at Sean and laughed loudly.

"Sean, remember to cheer for the game."

Sean: "..."

What a strange desire for victory among old men!

…

The next day is Saturday. Generally speaking, students go to have breakfast very late. However, when Sean and others arrived at the auditorium, a large number of students were already discussing there.

When Sean walked in, there were cheers, but they were for others.

Amid the roars of a group of tough guys, led by Krum, a group of Durmstrang students threw the slips of paper with their names on them into the Goblet of Fire.

Immediately afterwards, the Beauxbatons students also followed Fleur's footsteps and added their names one after another.

Hermione asked the girl beside her: "Just started?"

The girl nodded: "That's right. People from Nurmengard also put their names in. Oh my God, almost everyone wrote their names. They look so scary - it seems like we are the only ones left in Hog." Watts’ people didn’t show up…Hey, Sean!”

Sean said hello to the excited-looking girl, and spread his hands in response to her excited question, "Will you sign up?"

"Don't worry, we still have most of the day."

"But I can't wait any longer, Sean-" a voice sounded from behind.

Sean turned his head and saw Cedric.

"Hey, good morning, man," Sean greeted with a smile.

Cedric shook his shoulders nervously: "To be honest, it's not good. I was nervous all night."

"Hey, it's you, buddy!" Behind him, a large group of students said excitedly.

Cedric is the male president of the Hogwarts Student Union this year. He has a very high reputation among the student body and is considered one of the three Hogwarts Warriors this year.

Sean's reputation is slightly different from Cedric's, probably because he is a teaching assistant and has participated in various major events. Students who are not familiar with him also admire him, but there is always some awe in this admiration.

The newly issued certificate at Hogwarts almost clearly told everyone that it was specially created for Sean. Therefore, everyone agreed before the start of the game that Sean and Cedric were already the two destined warriors. .

The twin brothers, who are very clever in this regard, even started a competition to bet on the three warriors of Hogwarts this time. Sean's ratio is currently 1:1, and Cedric's is 1:1.05, putting the others far away. Shaked away.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

By the way, the two brothers also wrote their names and even secretly changed the ratio to 1:100. Unfortunately, no one cared about it, which made them annoyed for a while.

Cedric high-fived Sean and then, surrounded by his friends, threw his name into the Goblet of Fire.

Along with the warm applause, someone gently tugged on Sean's clothes.

He turned his head and saw long silver hair.

Stephanie was looking at him.

"Sean, are you joining?"