I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Professor McGonagall's words made everyone present gurgled.

The admission dinner at Hogwarts basically involves everyone entering the auditorium, waiting for the new students to arrive, the Sorting Hat sings, the students are sorted into different houses, the principal delivers a speech, everyone has a good meal, and the principal speaks a few words before ending.

The entrance ceremony at Hogwarts has basically been conducted like this for thousands of years. Of course, there may be introductions by new professors during the ceremony.

Moreover, due to the increase in the number of new students, the sorting ceremony has become much more urgent. Everyone looks forward to the sorting ceremony being over quickly so that they can fill their hungry stomachs.

Want to add another activity? Wouldn't this mean that we would be hungry for longer...

The most important thing is, what activities can be added?

Professor McGonagall glanced around the auditorium seriously. She has always been very majestic, and many times the students were even more afraid of her. Now that Professor McGonagall has become the principal, everyone suddenly became quiet.

"Last school year, we experienced some cruel situations..." Professor McGonagall's voice became much lower, and many people lowered their heads.

"Our...our principal, Albus Dumbledore, left us forever in order to prevent the erosion and attacks of dark forces." There was an inaudible sigh in the room.

"After that, Durmstrang, the famous magic school in Europe, also became a hotbed of evil."

"Many people may not know it yet, many may have only heard about it, and there are more new students, and you may be a little confused."

"But as the new principal of Hogwarts, I must be responsible for you - the peace now is only temporary. There is still a lot of darkness and malice hidden on the other side of this world. I implore everyone to pay more attention to your spells. , not wizard chess."

Such serious and straightforward words suddenly silenced most of the students who were in a good mood at the beginning of the school year. Although Professor McGonagall was usually strict, he rarely said such words. Even with average grades, this professor was just Will frown and make you try harder.

But the meaning behind these words...

Before they could think more, Professor McGonagall continued: "In order to make more people become more urgent and realize the importance of improving their strength, I have prepared this enrollment event."

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"Freshmen, divide into two rows and step aside."

The confused freshmen looked at each other and then moved away in confusion.

Professor McGonagall waved her magic wand, and the long table flew over and turned into a long stage in the center of the auditorium.

"It's not a new activity, but I hope you can see more clearly - next, there will be a spell duel!"

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the auditorium. Was there a spell duel at the opening ceremony? Many people felt that Professor McGonagall was making a fuss out of a molehill. Besides, they came to school to study, not for Auror training...

But Professor McGonagall's majesty could not be ignored. She just cleared her throat, and the noise immediately calmed down.

"There are no restrictions on this duel. Age, spells, magic props, etc. can all be used. The opponent you are going to face -" Professor McGonagall turned his head and Sean, who had been waiting, walked up.

Sean smiled and bowed: "First of all, I would like to introduce myself, Sean Wallop, sixth grader, prefect of Ravenclaw House, and president of the Boys' Student Union."

Whistles rang out immediately in the auditorium, and everyone except the freshmen knew Sean, and his friends clapped.

Moreover, the president of the Boys' Student Council is usually a seventh grader, but Sean took office a year early without anyone raising any objections.

"Thank you, thank you - my other identity is the teaching assistant of Transfiguration. I am mainly responsible for teaching Transfiguration to the first and second grade students. This is thanks to Professor McGonagall for trusting me... Of course, there is another point. I personally participated more actual combat."

"Many people should know that this summer vacation, I launched a magic spell practical summer camp. The goal is to make more progress for junior students who have stronger expectations."

"The reason is that Professor McGonagall has just explained to you - yes, our world is in danger, and I think it is necessary for students to be more exposed to the real side of magic combat."

"So, the opponent you are going to face is-"

He clapped his hands, and a row of students stood up.

"My summer camp students."

"Please note that this challenge is in the form of actual combat. At the same time, they accept challenges from everyone - yes, seventh graders can also challenge second graders."

As soon as Sean's words hit the ground, there was an uproar.

At the end of last semester, three third graders defeated two sixth graders, which surprised many. Now, the second graders dare to accept the challenge of the seventh graders? No one doubts Sean's strength, but the gap of five years is too big. Sean is Sean, and the students Sean brings out do not represent himself.

Professor McGonagall stood up at the right time: "There is no limit to this challenge. At the same time, the winner will receive rewards, including but not limited to - a monthly skipping coupon, access to the Forbidden Forest, and a certificate from Mr. Wallop. Cash prizes for contributing to the Goblet of Fire championship prize, the right to cast spells in the hallways, and more.”

Filch choked up.

The generous rewards suddenly made many people breathe quickly.

However, the second graders... some senior students looked at the group of short students, greedy and hesitant.

There is nothing to say if you win, and there will be a lot of rewards. If you lose, it will be really embarrassing...

Sean had expected this and gave Capone a look.

Adding fuel to the fire is what he does best.

The latter stood directly on the duel stage. He looked at Slytherin's long table: "Capen Roman, a sophomore from Ravenclaw."

There was a brief silence in the auditorium. Capone was not tall, but he was the first to take the stage. No one immediately stood up to meet the challenge.

However, what Capone said next made many people angry.

He turned his head and looked at Professor McGonagall: "Professor, can I have one to many?"

Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Sean beside her suspiciously - she suspected that what Capone said was Sean's signal.

However, if many versus one cannot win...

She nodded: "Okay, this is an unlimited challenge."

Capone turned around and raised his wand: "Mr. Gregory Gower, Mr. Vincent Crabbe..."

Malfoy frowned.

The two brainless brothers who were named by the second-year students immediately got angry and went on stage with a bang.

Who would have thought that Capone hadn't finished his words yet: "Also, Mr. Blaise Zabini, can you accept my challenge?"

Blaise Zabini, who had been very quiet and didn't speak, just looked at the field arrogantly, was surprised, and then a strong sense of shame came over him.

A second-year Mudblood actually dares to challenge me?

This Slytherin boy has always been proud. His mother, Mrs. Zabini, is very famous in the wizarding world, not only because of her beauty, but also because of various rumors. She had seven marriages - the male protagonist of each marriage died mysteriously and left a rich legacy to the mother and son.

As a pure-blood wizard, Blaise Zabini was often more arrogant than Malfoy, and he would not tolerate such provocation.

Walking onto the stage sinisterly, he raised his wand and said to Crabbe and Goyle: "Don't take action, I will teach him a lesson."

Sean didn't say anything either. Anyway, there were no rules in this duel.

He stood between the two of them and waved his wand: "The battle begins -"

Blaise Zabini immediately waved his magic wand. He wanted to teach this ignorant boy a severe lesson.

"Expelliarmus!"

However, his spell had just taken shape when the disarming spell from the opposite side was already coming!

So fast! Why so fast!

Blaise Zabini responded in a hurry and narrowly resisted the spell. His wand shook and almost came out.

Without giving him any more time to react, the opponent's spell continued without pause!

"Expelliarmus!"

"Expelliarmus!"

"Expelliarmus!"

One after another, the disarming curses were like swords with tails, and the red light almost formed a line!

Blaise Zabini found that he had no way to fight back and could only passively defend!

Without him, the opponent's spell casting speed is too fast!

This disarming spell is something that should only be learned in third grade. Even if the other party is ahead of the teaching progress, shouldn't it be like this?

At the same time, the power contained in the red light of the disarming spell was no less powerful than that of students in the same grade as him, which puzzled Blaise Zabini - that kid was obviously only in the second grade!

However, one wrong step and one wrong step, and losing the opportunity often means defeat.

There were no fancy spells, no exciting spells, and one disarming spell after another did not give Blaise Zabini any chance.

In just one minute, he had already retreated to the edge of the stage, with no way out.

Now, there was no room for Blaise Zabini to be proud any more. Although it would be humiliating to fight one more time, losing would be even more embarrassing!

"superior!"

Crabbe and Goyle immediately took action.

However, a scene that no one expected occurred.

Capone, who was only in his second year, seemed to have endless magic power. He sped up the speed at which he cast the disarming spell!

Crabbe and Goyle were originally scumbags who were hanging around in school. They were originally smiling and preparing to suppress Capone. They were horrified to find that they, like Blaise Zabini, were being forced by a completely uninterrupted disarming spell. You have to keep retreating.

Capone seemed to only know how to cast a disarming spell. His hand waving the wand almost became an afterimage. He used the unparalleled disarming spell casting speed and huge magic power to suppress it without any suspense!

Three sixth-grade Slytherin students couldn't find any room to fight back!

Sean frowned as he watched. When he was in second grade, he also challenged Nurmengard's senior students, but not as easily as Capone.

On the one hand, Capone was born with a huge source of magic power, which allowed him to cast spells without any worries. On the other hand, the level of students at Hogwarts was much lower than that of Nurmengard.

However, Sean's brows soon relaxed. This was before, but it is different now.

In the field, the three of them were suppressed by Capone alone. They retreated to the door of the auditorium and defended with difficulty.

The results did not show any changes.

Crabbe lost his balance first, the red light hit him, and the wand spun and flew into the sky.

Without one person, the other two would be even more unable to support themselves.

The two wands repeat the companion's ending.

The auditorium fell into an eerie silence.

The three sixth-grade students only did one thing the whole time: defense.

This was a complete crushing. Whether it was spell proficiency or magic source, a second-year student completely crushed three sixth-grade students.

this……

Even Professor McGonagall was shocked. Of course she knew that Sean was good at teaching students, but she didn't expect it to be such a one-sided situation.

The gap is too big...

Only Capone was struggling to hold back his heavy breathing.

It looked like a complete crushing, but he was only in his second year after all.

The disarming spell was his most proficient spell, and the stimulation of the magic source almost made him collapse.

But Mr. Wallop couldn't be embarrassed... Capone straightened his back.

Professor McGonagall couldn't hide her disappointment and exclamation. She smiled at Capone, and then looked seriously at the three people who were lost.

"The outcome has been decided, and Mr. Roman has won."

There was silence in the auditorium first, and then there was applause that I didn't know how to interpret.

Crabbe and Goyle were indeed at the bottom in terms of age, but Blaise Zabini was not weak. He had achieved several excellent results in the ordinary wizard level examination.

The unilateral crushing made many old students worry in their hearts - what would happen if they went up?

At this moment, Capone, who was being watched by everyone, raised his wand again: "I hope to continue the challenge - Mr. Draco Malfoy."

"Hiss—" Someone took a breath of air.

It wasn't enough for this kid to fight one against three, but he was actually planning to cause trouble for Malfoy?

Malfoy is the president of the Pure Blood Association. If he loses, the meaning will be different...

Malfoy's face turned pale when his name was called, and his eyes became unfriendly.

He snorted coldly and stood on the stage without waiting for Professor McGonagall's consent.

Capone didn't look tired at all, and he raised his wand.

Sean was thoughtful, he nodded to Professor McGonagall, and then waved his hand: "The battle begins -"

"Stupefy!" This time, it was Malfoy who struck first. He was obviously much stronger than the others just now.

However, Capone immediately used the Iron Armor Curse, and the transparent barrier blocked the attack, and the counterattack came instantly.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Armor protection! (protego)"

Malfoy's reaction speed was not slow either.

In the two rounds of fighting, neither side took advantage, but those who were careful found that Malfoy's spell seemed to be smoother.

This is indeed the case. Capone still knows too few spells. After several rounds of seemingly equal strength, Malfoy's sudden flying curse became the weight of the duel.

Capone lost his balance for a moment, and then his wand was taken away by a disarming spell.

"Hmph." Malfoy snorted somewhat proudly.

"Victor, Draco Malfoy." Sean announced the result immediately.

Capone's actions just now did show signs of collapse, but he shouldn't be defeated so quickly.

He looked at his little apprentice. The latter had some regret and unwillingness on his face, but his hands on the ground were steady.

This guy is quite understanding... He actually knows how to help me maintain my interpersonal relationships...

Sean chuckled to himself.

Professor McGonagall was thoughtful. Her eyesight was no worse than Sean's and she knew what was going on.

"Well, Mr. Malfoy has done a good job, and you will be rewarded - of course, Mr. Roman has already won a victory before and will also receive a reward."