I went to Hogwarts after being spotted by Grindelwald

this……

Gently tearing open the wax seal, Sean read this unexpected letter.

Nurmengard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Gellert Grindelwald

(President of the Wizarding Reform Association, first-level magician of the Order of Merlin)

After reading this, Sean was stunned for a moment, and his fingers involuntarily grasped the letter paper.

Exhaling a breath, he continued reading.

To Mr. Sean Wallop.

Congratulations, you have been admitted to Nurmengard Magic School. Attached is a list of required books and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st. Please send your reply before July 31st.

Vice Principal (Female)

Vita Rozier

Yours sincerely

Sean:???!!!

Sean, who has always had a peaceful mind, feels that he needs to calm down now. This is not a matter of world line changes. This is not a world at all!

Two magic schools...and if I remember correctly, Nurmengard should be a prison!

Founded by Grindelwald, Nurmengard was originally used to imprison his opponents, but later became Grindelwald's own prison.

In addition, the Wizarding Reform Association is quite consistent with Grindelwald, although the 'association' may be a bit too gentle for him.

The most terrifying one is the first-level magician of Sir Merlin.

In my impression, the Order of Merlin is the highest honor in the wizarding world. It is awarded to wizards who have made outstanding contributions to harmonious! harmonious! harmonious! coexistence with non-wizards.

harmonious……

Sean felt that he did not have enough imagination to paint a picture in his mind of Grindelwald being awarded the medal. If he was told that the medal was stolen, Sean would feel more reasonable.

In such a mess, Sean felt that he urgently needed a "Modern History of Magic", a serious one.

He even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory.

Mr. Wallop saw his son's dull expression, and he wondered: "That letter should have just been delivered to the mailbox. Is there something wrong, kid?"

"You can read it yourself..." Sean handed over the letter.

Mr. Wallop took the letter and glanced at it quickly.

"Magic school? Just a prank."

Mrs. Wallop echoed:

"I wonder which bad guy came up with this idea. Okay, kids, get ready, we have to go."

Sean Wallop scratched his head involuntarily, although this action seemed ungentlemanly.

He remembered that it was Hagrid who informed Harry, so his teacher should explain his situation, right?

As if to confirm his thoughts, the doorbell rang.

The family walked over and Mr. Wallop opened the big iron door.

Standing outside the door was a young girl.

She has short, smooth golden shoulder-length hair, a white face, and some freckles on her face. She looks very sunny and confident.

There is nothing special about her dress. She looks like an ordinary girl who sells drinks door-to-door during the summer.

"Who are you?"

"Introduce yourself, Hogwarts Student Union Head Girl, Charlotte Hawke."

Sean looked carefully and sure enough, the girl seemed to have a stick stuck in her pants pocket.

At this time, Mr. Wallop's face was already looking a little ugly.

"This is not a funny joke."

"I understand that for Muggles, magic is indeed difficult to understand. However, Sean Wallop's talent cannot be concealed. He has been registered in the freshman roster of Hogwarts since he was born."

Allen frowned and his tone became stern: "Since birth? Where did you get the news? This has seriously violated my family's privacy!"

Before he finished speaking, another cold voice sounded.

"Also included in Nurmengard's freshman roster."

It was a white boy wearing a black windbreaker, his collar was turned up, his hair was meticulously styled, and his indifferent face was filled with arrogant confidence.

Allen's eyes widened. He was standing at the door, but he didn't see where this person appeared from.

"You? Where are you from? Do you know this is a private intrusion?!"

Allen had already put his hand on the alarm at the door.

The boy's face remained normal, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes when he saw the alarm.

"The lingering ghost... Sterling, Nurmengard didn't educate you about the meaning of first come, first served?" Charlotte Hawke's face became quite unhappy.

However, the boy named Sterling ignored her and turned to the Wallop family.

"No offense, please allow me to introduce myself. Colton Sterling, from the greatest magic school of this century: Nurmengard." He spread his hands gently, as if introducing something exquisite.

Extreme work of art.

A dangerous light flashed in Charlotte Hawke's eyes.

"Great?" She sneered, with deep disdain in her tone, "It hasn't even been a hundred years since the school was founded, so how can we talk about being great?"

Colton was still expressionless, but said in a calm tone: "Whether it is great or not has nothing to do with the length of time. At least, Nurmengard will not rest on its past glory and be complacent without making progress."

"Colton, do you think I wouldn't dare to do anything to you in front of Muggles?" Charlotte's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Is it up to you? The...elite under Hogwarts' Happy Education?" Colton showed an extremely gentlemanly smile, but his tone was full of sarcasm.

Charlotte's eyes flashed, and her whole aura became extremely powerful.

"It seems that the whipping curse last year didn't leave a deep enough impression on you."

Colton patted the dust on his shoulder nonchalantly: "The whipping curse? That's a gadget I came into contact with in the first grade. If your companion hadn't sacrificed his life to take action, you wouldn't even be able to touch me."

He turned around and looked directly at the other person, with sarcasm in his eyes: "I must admit that I was injured by two losers jointly. It is indeed because I am not good at learning. I have been worried about this for a long time. Of course, Nurmengard never denies failure.

, what we have to do is to stand up again and do better. Also, let me remind you, Miss Hawke, it was Nurmengard who took home the Goblet of Fire last year."

Charlotte's eyes suddenly became dangerous: "How dare you mention the victory achieved through black magic in front of me?!"

A hint of fanaticism appeared on Colton's unruffled face: "Dark magic? Haha, Hogwarts has completely lagged behind this era! In the hands of our great Principal Grindelwald, the so-called black magic has become something that can be

The powerful power controlled by wizards. By the way, what other classes do you have over there? Oh, I remembered, the ridiculous Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

Charlotte's original dark brown pupils suddenly turned into deep black: "They only know how to chase power. Nurmengard is really a bunch of idiots."

Colton's body tensed up and he put one hand into his pocket. However, he still maintained a calm expression and continued: "That's because you can't find stronger power. The weak always like

This is how you find excuses for yourself.”

"Really? I would like to see what Mr. Sterling, who is good at pursuing power, would look like lying on the ground again?"

"You can try it, Hawke."

They both took out their wands at the same time!