Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 207: A completely different life

After a day of lessons, the students of Hogwarts showed a certain degree of exhaustion. Nurmengard's academic pressure is much greater than that of Hogwarts. Not only are the professors more demanding in the classroom, but the courses are also more intensive.

Originally, Sean and the others had about two to three lessons a day, and if there were flying lessons or astronomy lessons, they would have four lessons a day at most.

However, in Nurmengard, not only the class hours of each class have been extended, but also the number of classes has increased, and four classes a day has become the norm—if there are flying classes, astronomy classes, or unique combat training classes here, five or six classes a day are also normal.

At the same time, the difficulty of homework assigned by professors has also increased, not only longer papers, but also practical homework assignments.

Don't think that you don't have to do it because you can't check the practical homework. The professor will carefully observe all your spell releases in the class of the day. If you don't make progress in the next class, then I'm sorry, what is waiting for you is more heavy after-class homework.

Moreover, the Weasley brothers also went to inquire. In the past school years, some students were repeated because of their poor performance...

The term repeating a grade is almost equivalent to 'shame' among the Nurmengardians who value strength and save face.

In the common room after dinner, the Hogwarts students each found a place to complete their homework with their friends.

"Twin hair seaweed is mostly picked at the bottom of the lake with clear visibility. When picking, you must wear dragon leather gloves to prevent stings when the seaweed is entangled. At the same time, remember to bring food to obtain the consent of the seaweed guard murloc. This magical creature uses twin hair seaweed as a nest to reproduce..." Sean muttered to Hermione next to him, "Right, Hermione?"

"That's right," Hermione wrote the thesis quickly on the parchment with a quill pen, without even raising her head, "However, I suggest that you write in the companionship between the twin-haired seaweed and the guardian murlocs. The characteristics of magical animals are often related to the characteristics of medicinal materials. It is mentioned in "Eudora Hickman teaches you to write a thesis" that writing such associations in homework can effectively improve the professor's evaluation of you."

"Oh, then I'll write it in too, just add more words..." Sean nodded.

In the Potions class in the afternoon, the creepy-looking Professor McDoff assigned a dissertation assignment on potions and medicinal materials, requiring a minimum of fifteen inches. Sean had already written ten inches, but Hermione beside her had already written seventeen inches, and her handwriting was thin and dense.

This Professor McDoff doesn't have a gloomy expression like Snape all day long, but he will always smile slyly from time to time when he gets close to your cauldron. At this time, the necklace hanging around his neck will keep shaking, and the rabbit legs and human teeth on it will always linger in front of your eyes-it looks like a psychopath in a movie.

What's more, Professor McDoff even took the potion brewed by a student on the spot, and said things like "If I was poisoned to death, you will definitely come to bury me with me", which made all the sophomores who attended the class terrified.

Even Sean felt that Snape was so normal and cute for the first time...

"Sean." A voice rang in his ear, and Harry didn't know when he came over.

"Hey man, how's your day?" Sean greeted.

"Oh, it's okay, at least I don't have to be deducted points in Potions class." Harry shrugged, and then whispered, "Dude, did you finish your Transfiguration homework? I'll exchange your Potions homework with you!"

Sean showed the parchment in his hand: "Sorry, I wrote the Potions class homework first, well, I guess I can finish the Transfiguration class homework tomorrow night, if you still need it then come to me."

Harry, who was still somewhat regretful, suddenly became excited: "Hey, I knew it, Sean, you are my savior."

Hermione, who was still writing quickly, said quickly: "This is the first day of class, Harry, and, if the professor at Nurmengard finds you copying your homework, the consequences may be even more serious than Professor McGonagall. Didn't you read the school rules carefully? The confinement here is more than ten times stricter than Hogwarts."

"I'm just learning from it. Don't the professors also advocate that we help each other in private? Sean is a genius at transfiguration." Harry spread his hands.

"Don't worry, Hermione, Harry's studies are not bad, and he didn't copy his homework, but the paper assigned by Professor Rozier this time is indeed a bit difficult." Sean explained.

He's telling the truth, and this isn't the first time Harry asked him to 'learn' homework, and the other party didn't just copy, he needed Sean's ideas more often.

"Anyone who copied my History of Magic homework for a year and a half is not qualified to say that." Hermione finally wrote the last full stop. She put the quill back into the ink bottle, then raised her head and raised her eyebrows at Sean.

"Ahem, the weather is good today." Sean laughed.

He exchanged glances with Harry, who had a look of 'I really have you, buddy', and then stood up.

"Is it time to take a shower, Harry?"

"Yes, yes!"

Looking at the two boys who changed the subject and walked away with their shoulders together, Hermione shook her head helplessly.

"Is it my illusion? Why are your brother and Sean getting more and more naive?" She said to the petite girl beside her.

Daisy blinked her eyes and said in a waxy voice, "Maybe it's just laziness?"

Hermione choked for a moment, then raised her chin again: "Daisy, what you said makes sense..."

"This has something to do with you too, Hermione," Daisy hit the nail on the head, "You teach Sean a lesson every time, but you still lend him homework after that."

Hermione's face turned slightly red, and she argued, "That's because... because the history of magic homework is not difficult, you just need to look up the information. In Sean's words, it's all mechanical labor."

"Not only History of Magic, but you have also lent homework for other subjects, Hermione, you don't know how to reject Sean at all." Daisy looked like a little adult.

Hermione's face was burning hot at what she said, and she snatched a notebook in front of Daisy angrily.

"You, the one who took all my first grade notes, dare to talk to me like that?! Confiscated!"

"Sorry! I was wrong!"

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The next day, when Sean walked towards the auditorium, he was still puzzled. Beside him, Daisy was obediently embracing Hermione's arm, and from time to time, he took out some snacks from his arms, unwrapped them and handed them over.

Although Daisy is usually a well-behaved and considerate character, she is a bit obsequious today... Maybe this girl made Hermione angry.

Let them settle the matter between the girls themselves, and Xiao En, who didn't ask any more questions, led the way to the auditorium.

As soon as he arrived at the door, a skinny boy who was a little shorter than him stood in front of him.

Looking at the Nurmengard second-year uniform on the opponent, Sean frowned.

"Student, what's the matter?" He quickly adjusted back with a smile on his face.

"Shawn Wallop, do you want to try?" The boy hooked his fingers provocatively. Behind him is the vertical line in the middle of the door, which is the door of division in Nurmengard's population.

I am still quite hated here... Xiao En rubbed his nose and thought helplessly.

He glanced at the other party and said casually: "Why?"

The boy didn't expect Sean to ask back, he paused and said immediately: "I don't want to see, who is stronger?"

"I don't know you. Besides, Hogwarts students don't have to take the test of the gate of division. We are already sitting at the long table on the left." Sean had a strange expression of "Do you have some serious illness?"

"Hmph, just say it if you're afraid." The boy snorted disdainfully.

"I said, can you stop having an intracranial orgasm?" Sean looked at the other party with contempt, "It's no good for me to win."

"That's a proof of strength, do you understand?" The boy was anxious.

Sean cleared his throat: "I don't need this to prove myself, unless——to make a splash."

"Big head? What do you want?" The boy became alert.

He has long heard that Sean Wallop of Hogwarts is of extremely low quality and has a bad stomach!

"We're all students..." Xiao En dragged out the end of his voice. He looked at the other party and said casually, "Why not just twenty Galleons."

"Two...twenty?" The other party hesitated.

"I've run out of pocket money? Let's forget it, please get out of the way, I have to eat breakfast." Sean waved his hand with an indifferent expression.

Twenty Galleons is pocket money... The boy took a breather.

At the corner, Malfoy just came over and saw this scene, he licked his lips, always felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

Besides, why was he not as natural as Sean when he showed off with Garen?

Malfoy clutched the money bag in the robe pocket with some annoyance, and then carefully watched Sean's every move.

Probably because there were a lot of onlookers, and the boy's usual strength is not bad, so he finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

"However, ten Galleons," he said indifferently, "I bought too many things for Christmas, and I don't have much left."

"Alright." Sean readily agreed.

The two stood in front of the dividing door.

But before the boy held his breath and prepared, the vertical line in the middle slanted directly to his side without any stagnation.

How come... The boy froze in place.

"Ten Galleons of sincerity." Sean stretched out a hand.

The boy's heart was bleeding, but with so many people, he didn't have the face to resign, and finally took out his wallet and counted ten Galleons and handed it to Sean in pain.

Sean took it and handed it directly to the Weasley twins who were eating melons.

"Bring me a batch next time you buy goods, ah, by the way, bring more fireworks."

He is going to save a batch of prank props for fun.

"No problem!" Fred quickly took the Garen, and blinked at Sean again, "There is still some time before the next purchase, Sean, can we use this money to start a small business temporarily? Don't worry, if we lose, we will use our own savings to pay back your ten Galleons."

The Weasley brothers still have excellent business acumen, Sean nodded generously, and even counted twenty Galleons over: "I buy a stock?"

"No problem! When the income is announced, I'm sure you'll get the bulk of it." George smiled.

The two brothers had already thought about this, but the start-up funds were short. Unexpectedly, Xiao En made a bet with someone and they received the first pot of gold instead.

Watching this scene, the boy from Nurmengard felt like his heart was going to burst.

Sean Wallup! Sure enough, as others said, dirty, evil, full of bad water! This rich villain...

He clutched his shriveled wallet and went stiffly to the long table on the right.

Sean didn't care at all, he was already prepared to be troubled by others, but the tickets for ten Galleons, I hope these people can calm down a bit.

Moreover, after Grindelwald said those words to him, Sean moved a little bit.

It sounds tempting to build an organization centered on oneself... Anyway, the headmaster has spoken, so he naturally has no other scruples.

Of course, the unchanging truth throughout the ages is that if you want others to work for you, you must first show your own strength.

In this morning's farce, Sean showed a level of magic that crushed his peers and excellent financial resources, and the tickets for ten Galleons could serve as a filter.

Today, let's bury an introduction.

After breakfast, Sean and the others came to the northernmost classroom on the second floor. Today is the course of magic attack and defense, probably due to the influence left by Tom Riddle last school year. Hogwarts students are slightly resistant to this course.

However, Grindelwald never considered asking Lockhart to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts in Nurmengard at all-Professor McGonagall would teach separately from Rozier, and Lockhart was just hanging out in Nurmengard Castle every day.

Of course, on the bright side, at least he can reply to his fans every day, can't he?

The new professor of Magic Attack and Defense in Nurmengard is a young wizard named Nash Gurley. He has a strong build and looks like a weightlifter. However, with a few scars on his face and his fierce expression, he looks like an iron-blooded instructor that often appears in movies.

Professor Gurley is from the UK. I heard that he used to be a striker of the Ministry of Magic~IndoMTL.com~ Later, he joined the International Magic Joint Arrest Squad and somehow became Nurmengard's new professor.

In his class, the students of Hogwarts experienced for the first time what is the real Dark Arts.

"Look, this delicate little guy." A large iron cage was placed next to Gu Lei's podium, and inside were several magical creatures like wood.

The swamp digger, with its finned claws and sharp teeth, slithers through the swamps, feeding on small animals and occasionally attacking the ankles of humans who trespass into its habitat.

Sean frowned. The evaluation of this thing is xxx, and it is still quite difficult for second-year students to deal with it.

Gu Lei roughly knocked on the iron cage, and only after the swamp diggers started to show their teeth and claws, he showed a cruel smile.

"Today, we're going to learn about the Curse of Blood Loss—if someone can make this little guy bleed to death before get out of class is over, add 20 points, ha."

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