Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 470: The uninvited “Grindelwald”
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Gellert Grindelwald.
The old man with a wild smile stepped firmly on the grass, with his hands behind his back, he greeted everyone calmly and happily.
Sean's eyes widened for a moment, Grindelwald? !
Isn't he still under the invisibility cloak on Huxin Island?
Moreover, the current principal of Nurmengard is Vita Rozier. Although the change of principal was caused by external factors, the position of the principal has indeed changed. Grindelwald is now leading Nurmengard here, which always gives people an unnecessary feeling...
However, it was only a moment of daze, and Sean immediately thought that, just like before, Grindelwald, as the chairman of the International Federation of Wizards, was unable to be present in person due to ulterior reasons, so his saints often took compound decoction to pretend to be temporarily, and Sean also did this kind of thing.
The Grindelwald in front of me should not be me...
The shocking way of Nurmengard's appearance made the Hogwarts students stunned for a moment, and it was not until Dumbledore walked forward that they applauded belatedly.
"Oh, hahahaha, Albus, my old friend." Grindelwald had a happy smile on his face.
"Gellert, I thought you wouldn't come." Dumbledore also greeted the other party with a smile.
Like an old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time.
Shaun, who was watching from behind, even felt unreal for a while. Since that night in Paris, Grindelwald and Dumbledore have almost broken up.
Grindelwald was extremely dissatisfied with the fact that Dumbledore didn't trust him but went to cooperate with the returnees, and he didn't even want to listen to Sean's analysis.
And Dumbledore also seems to have the source of his distrust of Grindelwald-the terrible truth hidden behind the blood alliance.
The grievances and hatred between the two old men, let alone Xiao En, an outsider, Xiao En suspects that both of them can't figure it out.
So, when the two greeted each other so warmly, Sean didn't know how to describe his mood for a while.
However, it was this greeting that made Sean sure that the Grindelwald in front of him was not himself.
The will of the world still needs to be concealed. Grindelwald will not walk out of the island in the middle of the lake. Although the Grindelwald in front of him is enthusiastic when greeting Dumbledore, he always has an unnatural feeling.
Only people who are very familiar with him like Sean or Dumbledore can detect it.
Another person who could also detect it came forward, and it was Nurmengard's current principal, Vita Rozier.
"Professor Rozier, long time no see, how are you?" Dumbledore greeted equally warmly.
Vita Rozier smiled back: "Very good, thank you for your concern, Professor Dumbledore."
"This is?" Dumbledore raised his doubts in a timely manner. It seemed that he didn't know that Grindelwald would come.
Professor Rozier explained with a smile: "Mr. Chairman, I think that such a grand event as the Final Four is not only a matter of various magic schools and ministries of magic in various countries, but also the International Federation of Wizards should pay more attention. In fact, he is the chief referee of this jury."
Dumbledore laughed: "Gellert, the temporary change of personnel really caught me off guard."
"Albus, you're really joking—the Four-wizard Tournament is so important, as the newly appointed chairman, of course I have to take care of it—won't it cause you trouble?"
"Of course not, Gellert."
"That's good, that's good. However, I still have to apologize. As the head referee, I shouldn't be in Nurmengard's team, but——after all, I am the former principal of Nurmengard. I have deep feelings for this school. I hope you can forgive my little selfishness. Of course, don't worry, I will judge fairly."
"Of course it's not something I need to worry about—hahaha, welcome, welcome to come with Nurmengard's team—"
After the simple exchange of greetings, under Professor Rozier's gesture, Nurmengard's students stepped forward.
It was still the same as what I saw before, everyone stood up straight, with high-necked windbreakers and standard boots meticulously.
Shawn tilted his head and looked over, just in time to meet the eyes of a little fat man.
It is Hugo Barbarossa, one of the original members of the Golden Dawn, and a suspicious candidate for gluttony in Sean's mind.
Except for the distance contact with the Golden Dawn badge, he and several members of the Golden Dawn in Nurmengard have never met. After a few years, the already amazing Hugo has completely developed into a huge bucket. His soft blond hair is attached to his head, like ears of wheat on a wine barrel cork.
Hugo also saw Sean, and he still maintained a straight posture, although his figure looked a little funny——he blinked quietly at Sean as a greeting.
Shawn also smiled and waved his hand, and then he saw other members of the Golden Dawn, Yin En Taiqi, a master of confusion spells who likes top hats and collects poker cards. After seeing Sean, the other party's eyes, which were already accustomed to blinking frequently, blinked faster—he seemed to be expressing his excitement in this way.
Savanna Minsk, who comes from a family of Russian brokers, is now in the sixth grade. She put on a pair of glasses and looked wise and confident.
Another Patricia De Lanzaar is also on the team, this hot girl is a good transfiguration, and quite aggressive - after seeing Sean, she gave a bold wink to her.
Sean waved his hand with a helpless smile. He never had anything to do with Patricia.
In addition to the members of the Golden Dawn, Sean also met several familiar faces, including Morgens Daniels, the president of the Nurmengard Student Union who enrolled with Sean during the summer vacation.
Standing right in front of the team, Daniels seems to be a popular candidate for the Nurmengard Warriors this time.
All the personnel from the three schools arrived at Hogwarts. The welcome party came to an end for now. The Hogwarts students all returned to the auditorium to discuss what they had seen and heard, while the guests who came from afar needed to make some adjustments.
Dumbledore tapped lightly on his wine glass after half an hour of quarreling.
"Quiet, everyone—"
When there was no sound in the auditorium, he clapped his hands lightly: "Let us welcome guests from afar—"
Amid thunderous applause, Dumbledore shouted: "Beauxbatons!"
The door of the auditorium opened, and the students of Beauxbatons who put on their uniforms entered in a single file. No matter men or women, they all had confident and gentle smiles on their faces.
Silver light fell, and Furong's younger sister, Gabriel, danced lightly and came to the front.
Accompanied by the dancing posture, each of Beauxbaton's students walked forward in small steps. Silver butterflies flew out of their uniforms and gathered in front of Gabrielle.
Silver light converged, and when everyone reached their positions, Gabriel's graceful jump caused the silver light to explode, and Beauxbaton's school emblem appeared in midair in the auditorium.
Among the cheers and applause, Dumbledore continued to shout: "Durmstrang!"
"Winter!" The sound of canes hitting the ground was the first signal of Durmstrang's appearance.
They are wearing fur coats, but their chests are open, and everyone is looking straight ahead.
"Roar——" In the unknown syllable, they struck the ground with a rhythm similar to a war dance, while striding towards the auditorium.
The canes smashed sparks on the slate bricks. The huge pressure was the greeting from Durmstrang.
A student took out his wand and raised it to his lips. After a sharp blow, the flames circled up into the air, severely smashing Beauxbaton's school badge, and the symbol belonging to Durmstrang danced violently in the air.
"Numengard!"
There was no extra sound, no extra movement, the elites of Nurmengard walked in two rows.
Their movements were uniform, except for the sound of boots hitting the ground, there was no other movement, only an imposing manner and supercilious self-confidence.
As they walked forward, they attracted their own magic power. Everyone present could feel that a huge magic power was rapidly forming in the auditorium.
The Durmstrang badge trembles.
"Huh——" a uniform voice fell, and the flame emblem in midair wailed and dissipated, but the flame did not disappear, but was absorbed by the huge magic power.
Then, the magic power suddenly exploded.
The flame was endowed with new magic power, it turned into a golden-red fire ball and hit the wall, and then spun rapidly.
The entire auditorium was surrounded by golden-red flames. Daniels walked out of the team and raised his wand indifferently with a wave - the golden-red flames that illuminated the entire auditorium were split into two pieces.
The dragon's roar and the phoenix's cry sounded together, and the golden-red flame quickly returned to its place.
The symbol of the Deathly Hallows emerged, surrounded by fire dragons and phoenixes.
Dumbledore clapped his hands.
"Welcome, welcome Beauxbatons, Durmstrang, and the warriors of Nurmengard, welcome to Hogwarts!"
There was thunderous applause.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and—especially—distinguished guests," said Dumbledore, looking at the foreign students with a smile. "It is with great joy that I welcome you to Hogwarts. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here."
"The Tournament will officially start at the end of the banquet." Dumbledore said, "I invite everyone to enjoy the food to the fullest, just like in your own home!"
Dumbledore sat down, surrounded by Grindelwald and Karkaroff. Sean saw that Karkaroff seemed to want to go up and talk, but when Grindelwald didn't move, he didn't seem to dare.
Beside the teacher's long table, there are still two empty chairs, as if they are waiting for someone to come in.
"Interesting..." Sean chuckled lightly.
Mountains of food appeared on the plates, and the students all began to feast on it.
By the time the meal was halfway through, the atmosphere in the auditorium became lively, with people from other schools rushing around to talk and discuss from time to time.
"Hey, Sean, did you see that pair of sisters?" Fred and George came together at some point.
Sean raised his eyebrows: "Well, what's wrong?"
Fred smiled badly: "The boys are all fascinated, especially our stupid brother——"
Sean looked in the direction Fred was pointing at, and sure enough, Ron was looking at Fleur obsessively.
"Stupid boy," George sneered, "I've inquired about it. The older one is named Fleur Delacour, and the younger one is her sister Gabriel. Both of them have Veela bloodlines."
"Obviously, but you two aren't obsessed?" Sean teased.
The twin brothers gave him a surprised look, as if Sean had said something terrible.
"Don't be stupid, buddy, although Beauxbatons has beauties, Durmstrang has Krum, Viktor Krum!"
"Okay—" Sean shrugged, ignoring Krum's appeal to Quidditch fans.
Hermione on the side frowned: "It's a bit strange. I read the introduction of the Bulgarian Quidditch national team. Krum is indeed a good Seeker for them, but according to official information, he should have graduated in the first half of the year."
"Oh? Krum is now an eighth grader?" Sean asked curiously.
"According to the data, this is the case."
"Is that so..." Sean looked at Krum, then at Fleur, so according to Hermione, Fleur should also be an "eighth grader"?
The two who were supposed to graduate participated in this semi-finals competition as current students. It seems that Beauxbaton and Durmstrang are a little out of touch...
I don't know how Dumbledore and Rozier agreed.
While talking, Fred suddenly shouted: "Look, there is another person, is it from the Ministry of Magic?"
Sean heard the words and looked, a man and a woman came in one after the other, Dumbledore stood up and greeted them.
During the period, Grindelwald turned his head leisurely, and Sean saw that the two people from the Ministry of Magic had obvious backing movements.
Everyone is well aware of their identity... Xiao En secretly smiled.
When the dinner was over, Dumbledore stood up.
"Please allow me to introduce two new guests to you, Amelia Burns, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and Department of International Affairs and Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic—" The stern-faced woman stood up and nodded ~IndoMTL.com~ There was a burst of applause.
"This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic."
The applause for Mr. Bagman was obviously much warmer, but it was limited to this.
Hogwarts students don't have a good impression of the Ministry of Magic these days - thanks Umbridge.
Under Dumbledore's signal, Filch carried a box forward with a grunt.
"As you already know, there will be twelve warriors participating in the competition," Dumbledore continued calmly. "Each three will represent one participating school. We will grade them according to the quality of each event they complete. After the three events are over, the team with the highest score will win. The one responsible for selecting the warriors is an impartial selector, which is the Goblet of Fire."
Having said this, Dumbledore drew out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times. The lid creaked slowly open.
He reached in and pulled out a large, rough-hewn wooden goblet. The cup itself was inconspicuous, but it was filled with dancing blue and white flames.