Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 67: “Prophet”

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

His eyes were firmly fixed on the elegant man on the teacher's desk who got up to greet him. Tom looked only 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 allow Tom Riddle to teach at Hogwarts.

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

Sean looked at Dumbledore. The wise old man was smiling, as if he was sincerely welcoming his new colleagues.

"And our curriculum will also change," Dumbledore continued. "Students in the lower grades will no longer be taught jointly by the two colleges. Students of all grades will be taught together. This is the conclusion reached by the professors after discussion. 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 secrets of the students.

However, a group of people wearing turtleneck trench coats blocked his way.

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

But those people blocked Sean like a wall.

"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 is right, the students of Nurmengard are indeed keen to provoke 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 irritatedly, then took a deep look at the boy who spoke, remembered 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 stone beast, which blinked at Sean: "Password?"

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

He turned at the entry door.

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. Moreover, even if Dumbledore didn't know it very well, didn'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.

"Pile of cockroaches." Dumbledore announced the password, and the gargoyle jumped aside.

He made an inviting gesture: "Come on, kid, come in and talk."

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

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

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

Xiao En 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?"

Xiao En breathed a sigh of relief, the old man really knew it clearly, he nodded: "Yes, Professor."

With his back turned to him, Dumbledore couldn't see his expression clearly, and he said in a reassuring voice: "Actually, yes and no."

Yes and 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 going to be 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 still, as if waiting for someone.

Suddenly, flames 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's another Dumbledore.