Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 445: This is the admissions officer, Sean Wallop

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Breaking free from the feeling of the weightless struggle of the portkey, Sean turned his head to observe the surrounding area—the mottled outer wall was carved with reliefs, and creepers had already wrapped themselves around the faces on the reliefs.

This is the only church in the town called Mill Town, and it is also the meeting point for Sean and one other person.

"People at Hogwarts have always been procrastinating like this."

In the shadow of the outer wall, a slightly hoarse voice with impatience and contempt rang out.

Hey, people came quite early...

Sean turned his head with a smile and saw the other party.

It was a wizard with a cold face. His hostility towards Hogwarts was so obvious that he could tell at a glance that he was from Nurmengard.

This guy is a copy of Colton Sterling. Of course, these two people are imitating Grindelwald.

It's just that, when it comes to imitating Grindelwald, Sean ranks second, and the one who ranks first can only be Grindelwald himself.

This guy in front of him is not as good as Colton Sterling back then, and he hasn't learned the arrogant but confident attitude of the other party--the magic fluctuation is not as good as Sean's one year ago.

You know, excluding factors such as Momoran, magical animals, and system props, Colton's strength when he came to recruit students was comparable to Sean's now, and the other party was the most outstanding student in Nurmengard, not even "one of them".

As for the person in front of him, Sean could easily win by relying on his own strength alone. He didn't even need to play some duel tricks, and he won the battle openly.

However, Sean just smiled and walked over.

"Sean Wallop, studying at Ravenclaw College of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the fifth grade in the next school year, oh, I'm still a prefect."

When the tall, thin boy with a pair of glasses heard Sean's name, his original casual attitude suddenly restrained.

He pushed his glasses, his tone already solemn.

"Sean? Wallop? Why did Hogwarts send you to recruit students..."

Sean adjusted his clothes and said with a smile: "I suggest you ask Professor Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall. Besides, didn't Mr. Grindelwald teach you what is polite?"

"Morgans Daniels,

President of the Nurmengard Student Union," Daniels raised his eyebrows, "The famous Wallop doesn't seem to be as polite as the rumors say, and besides, you don't need to worry about whether Mr. Grindelwald taught me. "

Sean smiled happily, without any anger at all.

The other party said so, so it is obvious that he is not an admirer of Grindelwald, otherwise, if Sean said that, Grindelwald's brainless fans would probably jump up directly, their faces flushed and with great anger.

This guy named Daniels was hostile and provocative when Sean first appeared, but he remained calm after Sean's mocking words, and calmly choked back.

Two simple points.

One, this guy is not as restless as when we first met. He probably wanted to provoke Sean on purpose, so that he could better observe Sean's character in the follow-up recruitment process and make a target. Of course, if the other party's attitude changes after Sean finished speaking, it proves that he is not sophisticated enough.

Second, this guy's admiration for his cheap teacher Grindelwald is not blind, and he doesn't even adore Grindelwald-this guy may come from a pure-blood family that has targeted Grindelwald, even if he doesn't know it, the attitude of the elders in the family will also affect his attitude.

Sean's judgment is not arrogance. He is so arrogant that he thinks that a student of Nurmengard should worship Grindelwald without thinking. It is because the attitude shown by the other party is inconsistent and the change is too fast. Knowing the current affairs is of course a good character, but in this kind of competitive situation, knowing the current affairs too quickly is exposing one's character, and the students taught by Grindelwald will not show such obvious flaws-if it is Sean, Sean will continue to maintain an arrogant and disdainful appearance to confuse the other party.

However, it's a good thing that Daniels doesn't have a deep relationship with Grindelwald. In this way, Sean doesn't have to worry about the other party's face during the admissions process.

Although Grindelwald doesn't care about these things-in his eyes, being inferior to others is the biggest shame.

After making a simple judgment, Sean asked with his hands behind his back: "The freshmen of this family, um, it's the first time that the area is classified into the overlapping enrollment range of the four schools - what about the people from Beauxbaton and Durmstrang?"

Sean's tone of leadership makes Daniels a little uncomfortable, but the boy in front of him who is only a month away from the fifth grade is really not a good person.

Among the well-informed wizards, Sean Wallup is almost equal to Grindelwald's only closed disciple. If you think about it with your ass, you know, this is definitely not a simple guy.

He originally wanted to use a few words to provoke the Hogwarts admissions officer who had just arrived, so as to judge the character of the other party, but the person who came was not an ordinary student, so this trick didn't work.

Thinking of this, Daniels explained in detail although his tone was cold: "Those two people should have been delayed at the last house. The departure time of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang is earlier than that of Hogwarts and Nurmengard."

"I see, um, I see."

Of course Sean knows the enrollment time of the four schools, but he just wants to establish his superior image.

"Let's go, let's take a look first."

Sean's words made Daniels frown: "The four schools have already made an agreement, but all new families whose enrollment areas overlap must enroll at the same time. You are breaking the rules."

Shawn waved his hand indifferently: "Go and see first, it's not like letting the child make a decision directly, and they are the ones who are late, so what does it matter to us? Right, Morgens?"

The behavior of the other party calling him directly made Daniels a little uncomfortable, but the other party's proposal was very tempting.

Although he is very confident in his own words, it will not be a loss-making deal if he can weaken the strength of the other two opponents.

And, when the time comes, it's this Hogwarts guy who asked to go first.

Thinking of this, Daniels didn't say anything more, which was equivalent to acquiescing to Sean's proposal.

Sean smiled secretly, it really wasn't trained by Grindelwald, and he took the bait too fast.

This guy must want to take advantage of the advantage, and then he can pass the main responsibility to Sean, but - if you acquiesce to my proposal, it is tantamount to acquiescing to my leadership position.

Sean has never forgotten that he is here to recruit new students, not to fight with the recruiters of the other three schools.

The same four schools, but I have the right to speak and lead among the four, and the parents who can see this most clearly must be the children's parents.

At that time, the advantage will be obvious, isn't it?

As for the responsibility afterwards...

I have recruited everyone back, and this is the greatest credit—let Dumbledore go and talk to the other principals, what does it matter to me?

In fact, Sean also said the same thing to other Hogwarts wizards who were in charge of recruiting students before leaving.

Distinguish between priorities and positions, and just do what you should do. Anyway, there will be a tall old man standing in front of you afterwards.

In this way, Sean and Daniels walked slowly towards the goal.

"No. 66, Hazelnut Road, next to the Hazelnut Bar..."

The two of them stood in front of an ordinary wooden house. Alize Root in the house should have received four admission letters from four magic schools. He is probably discussing with his parents whether this is a prank.

Sean searched around but didn't find the doorbell, and then amplified the sound a little: "Hello, is anyone home?"

The door was pushed open, and a red-nosed man was vigilantly looking at the two people outside the yard.

He saw a well-dressed and handsome boy standing outside the door, with a gentle smile on his face, but exuding an extremely confident temperament.

Behind the boy, a man with a dull face and an older look was looking at him.

Now, does anyone still go out with a follower?

"Who are you?" The man asked vigilantly.

Although the question was directed at two people, he saw it as Sean.

The goal has been achieved... Sean smiled: "Mr. Root, hello, I am the admissions officer of Hogwarts, my name is Sean Wallop, and this is Morgens Daniels—I believe your daughter has received our admission letter."

As soon as he heard this, Mr. Root immediately put on a rough face.

"Listen! Stop making silly jokes about my daughter!"

Sean shrugged and looked back helplessly.

"Morgens, this is the first time I do this kind of work, have you met parents like this before?"

Daniels pouted: "It's my first time too, but didn't the professor tell you before you came?"

"Perform a magic trick?"

"Obviously, magic can make these Muggles shut up quickly."

"Then, you let me study?"

Under Sean's sincere gaze, Daniels was a little puzzled, but he still walked into the yard.

"Mr. Root, we are not joking—"

He took out a wand and waved it around.

The angrily Mr. Root's eyes widened.

He saw that the few wine bottles he had thrown in the yard suddenly came to life. The wine bottles staggered in a row, and then jumped up one after another.

Finally, the half-filled wine bottle was shaken to Mr. Root like a drunk drunk.

"Hi——" it hiccupped, then collapsed in front of the steps, the liquid from the bottle sprayed out, like a drunk who vomited after drinking too much.

Mr. Root rubbed his eyes vigorously, the wine bottle in front of him was still "vomiting".

"My God, the bottle of wine Old Hank sold me last night must have been blended with industrial alcohol..." Mr. Root murmured.

Sean snapped his fingers without even pulling out his wand.

A soft spell hit Mr. Root, and immediately after, the middle-aged man found that his weakness and dizziness caused by the hangover disappeared instantly.

"This... this... this is?!"

"For your family, drink in moderation, Mr. Root." Sean said with a smile.

"Dad, is there a guest here?"

A girl stuck her head out from the door.

Mr. Root swallowed, turned back to his daughter and said, "Honey, those letters seem to be true..."

In the small living room that was not luxurious but not messy, Sean and Daniels sat down.

Just now, Sean showed his hand in front of Alize Root again, and now the little guy is already so excited beyond words.

"Oh, here, Mr. Wallop, Mr. Daniels, have some tea."

Mr. Root brought two cups of black tea, and at a glance, he knew that it was old tea that had been placed for a long time. Obviously, he seldom brought it out to entertain guests.

Daniels took the teacup, but put it on the tea table without doing anything. Sean took a sip and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Mr. Root sat next to his daughter. He rubbed his hands and asked, "Then, is Alize already determined to go to the magic school?"

"The current situation is like this. Your daughter has talents that many people cannot possess. Going to school to learn magic is the best choice." Sean replied.

"Then I have a question - Alize received four admission letters, but you just said that you are from Hogwarts? The other three schools, have you given up on my daughter?"

Besides, Daniels' face froze, and he remembered that what Sean said when he entered the door just now was: "Our Hogwarts..."

What a sinister guy!

He immediately said with a sullen face: "Please don't get me wrong, I am from Nurmengard, the best magic school in Europe."

"Oh—oh—I'm sorry, Mr. Daniels," said Mr. Root awkwardly.

Sean chuckled secretly, and the corners of his mouth curled up a bit: "Please don't be so cautious, we have a good relationship with Hogwarts and Nurmengard. As for the other two schools, frankly speaking, they may have been delayed for a long time in the previous school, so I brought Daniels over to check the situation first."

Daniels' face sank, and his teeth clenched.

Take me over to check the situation... Inside and outside the words, everything reveals that Nurmengard is the Hogwarts campus.

Moreover, looking at the expression of that Mr. Root, it is obvious that he is more enthusiastic about Sean Wallop.

Too insidious...too insidious...

Just as he was about to speak, two people broke in suddenly.

A man and a woman hurriedly passed by, staring at Sean and Daniels dissatisfiedly at the moment.

"You two ~IndoMTL.com~ are too unruly?"

Shawn exchanged his crossed legs: "Before ~IndoMTL.com~, do you want to introduce yourself to Mr. Root and Alize first?"

"You..." The girl from Beauxbatons glared at Sean, then put on a kind expression, and introduced herself and Beauxbatons to Root and his daughter.

The slutty boy in Durmstrang did the same thing.

Sean didn't intervene here. He waited until several people had introduced their respective schools to the same extent. Then he said slowly, "Mr. Root, this is my company's private number—of course it can be used in the Muggle world. You can ask any questions. Don't worry, the operators are very professional. In addition, even if Alize chooses another school, you can also use this phone to ask some notes about the wizarding world."

He smiled at Alize: "It's the same for you, you can call me if you want to know anything."

Daniels gasped.

What a ruthless guy!