I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

"Tom Riddle." Sean froze in place the moment he heard the name.

His eyes were fixed on the elegant man who stood up on the teacher's desk to pay tribute. Tom looked like he was in his early thirties, handsome and elegant, and there was a gentle smile in his eyes looking at everyone.

Sean even became suspicious, did this Tom Riddle happen to have the same name? Isn't he Voldemort?

Otherwise, he really couldn't figure out how Dumbledore would, how could he allow Tom Riddle to teach at Hogwarts.

Or, doesn't Dumbledore know the true identity of Tom Riddle?

Sean looked at Dumbledore. The wise old man was smiling and seemed to be sincerely welcoming the arrival of his new colleagues.

"And our curriculum will also change," Dumbledore continued, "The students of the lower grades will no longer be taught jointly by the two colleges, and the students of the whole grade will take the big class together. This is the conclusion of the professors after discussion. The conclusion, the specific schedule will be distributed to everyone later.”

"Students from Nurmengard will also have classes at the same time, I hope everyone can communicate well then."

With a smile on Dumbledore's face, he opened his hands: "Okay, children, today's dinner is over."

The crowd in the auditorium began to evacuate, and Sean squeezed towards the teacher's table amidst Hermione's questioning voice.

He had to ask this matter clearly, even if Dumbledore was wondering how Sean got the news.

If it doesn't work, just say that you have some abilities of a prophet. Regardless of whether you can fool the old man, but with Dumbledore's behavior style, he will not delve into the students' secrets.

However, a group of people in high-necked windbreakers blocked his way.

"Excuse me, excuse me." Sean tried to squeeze through the crowd.

But those people blocked Sean like a wall.

"It's from Hogwarts, junior? What can you do with us?" A boy said, with a mischievous smile on his face.

"I'm not looking for you, please let me go." Sean said quickly in a deep voice, he was already a little irritable.

Cotton Byrne was right that Nurmengard's students were keen to challenge Hogwarts.

"Oh, this is boring, I want to ask someone where we should sleep tonight." The boy took a lazily sideways step, blocking Sean's pace.

In this short period of time, Sean saw through the crowd that Dumbledore and Riddle had disappeared.

He scratched his curly black hair irritably, and then took a deep look at the boy who spoke, remembering his face firmly, then turned his head and left.

The group of Nurmengard students didn't stop them either, they just laughed triumphantly as if they had succeeded in a prank.

Xiao En quickly left the auditorium with a sullen face. He has no time to play children's games with this group of people. If he doesn't figure this out tonight, he won't even be able to sleep soundly.

There was a bustling crowd at the entrance of the auditorium. Sean avoided Filch's malicious gaze, turned around and went to the main building of the castle.

The students all went to the lounges of their respective colleges. The main castle was empty. Sean quickly went up to the eighth floor, and then waited outside Dumbledore's office.

He glanced at the gargoyle, which blinked at Xiao En: "Password?"

Sean doesn't know the specific password, but as long as he tries all kinds of candies in the wizarding world, there is a high probability that he can pass it, but Sean is not going to do it.

He turned around at the entrance.

Before Dumbledore came back, Sean sorted out the thoughts in his head.

The point is, does Dumbledore know Voldemort's true identity? This is the source of Tom Riddle's teaching at Hogwarts. And, even if Dumbledore didn't quite know it,

Doesn't Grindelwald know anything about his professors?

Given that the Death Eaters had already appeared, the two should have started investigating Voldemort.

Or, Tom Riddle's camouflage skills are extremely high, and he has not been suspected by Dumbledore since he entered school...

Wait... Sean suddenly thought of a question, which school did Riddle graduate from?

In other words, was Nurmengard established when Riddle entered school?

However, judging from the few words he heard talking between Dumbledore and Riddle, the two should have known each other before.

This made Sean a little uncertain. He was circling faster and faster, and the gargoyle that had been staring at him was a little dizzy.

Just as Sean's brows were getting tighter, the person he was waiting for came back.

"Oh, Sean, what's the matter? You should have gone back to rest at this point." Dumbledore smiled.

"Professor, I have something to ask you." Sean said quickly.

"Cockroach heap." Dumbledore announced the password, and the gargoyle jumped aside.

He made an inviting gesture: "Come on, boy, come in and say."

Sean followed Dumbledore into the principal's office, and as soon as he walked up the spiral staircase, he said quickly: "Professor, something is wrong with Tom Riddle..."

Dumbledore turned his head sharply, staring at Sean with his lake blue eyes.

He slowly said, "Sean...you really have the ability to see..."

Sean was stunned for a moment. This was a reason he made up himself, why the other party helped him tell it in advance.

Dumbledore looked away again. He walked to the perch behind the door and looked at the empty wooden shelf.

"Sean, you want to say that Tom Riddle is Voldemort, right?"

Sean heaved a sigh of relief, the old man really knew it clearly, he nodded: "Yes, professor."

Dumbledore turned his back to him, unable to see his expression clearly, he said in a reassuring voice: "Actually, yes and no."

yes or no? Sean was confused, what does this mean?

"Professor, I don't quite understand..."

"Forgive me, child, it's not the time for you to know." Dumbledore turned around and smiled at Sean.

Here we go again... Sean glanced at Dumbledore helplessly, and nodded.

"Okay, it's time to go back to rest, it's time to go to class, it's still time to go to class." Dumbledore blinked at him, showing a meaningful smile.

"Then I'll go back first. Good night, Professor."

"You too, Sean."

When Sean left the office, Dumbledore stood there without moving, as if waiting for someone.

Flames suddenly flashed in the office, and an old man with white hair and beard appeared from the flames.

If Sean is still here, he will definitely open his mouth.

That was another Dumbledore.