I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

The conversation between the two was only a small episode, and after Daisy returned, the few people threw themselves into how to revise the rules and regulations of the new club.

It took a lot of time to finally write the general rules on parchment, Sean stretched, and now he misses his dad so much.

Nurmengard, like Hogwarts, can't use electronic products, otherwise, make a phone call and Mr. Wallup can immediately find him a professional team to make all the rules.

"Okay, that's about it..." Hermione looked carefully at the contents on the parchment, then turned to look at Sean, "Sean, have you thought about the name of the club?"

"Oh, you know, I've never been very good at naming things." Sean spread his hands helplessly.

"But the club should always have a name."

Sean frowned and thought for a long time, then tentatively said, "Or else, it's called 'Golden Dawn'?"

"What does it mean?" Daisy asked curiously.

"It doesn't make any sense, I just thought about it, it's enough to sound like a bluff." Sean said honestly.

Hermione and Daisy looked at each other.

"Sounds really high-end?"

"Sean has always had a way of bluffing."

In fact, the name was just dug up by Sean from his previous memory, and he forgot the exact source.

In this way, the name of the club was decided in a few minutes, and Sean didn't care - it's a big deal to change it later~

Anyway, he doesn't need to make his magic club into the world's top 500, and doesn't care about the first impression of the name.

On Saturday, a new member recruitment announcement appeared on the bulletin board club board on the first floor of Nurmengard Castle.

"Golden Dawn Magic Club—" a Nurmengard student read the words on the bulletin board, "Is this what Sean Wallup started?"

"It should be, we are not better than Hogwarts, the Magic Club is very strict - that is just right, other players did not perform well in the game, Wallup is a Dragon Whisperer, and Professor Grindelwald likes all kinds of A gifted wizard who doesn't care much about school boundaries..."

"Look at the slogan - tsk, why is it different from others..."

A student read out the slogan on the parchment: "'Golden Dawn Magic Club - a comprehensive magic academic exchange club, the president is deeply involved in high-end magic knowledge, and firmly believes that practice is the only criterion for testing truth. The Golden Dawn Magic Club mainly teaches Little magic spells, practical tips for duels, 100 ways to hide your figure, how to escape if you can't fight, how to bargain with others if you can't escape, to help you be better in the face of dark wizards...'—— Why does this slogan look, um, different from other clubs..."

Another person glanced at the recruitment announcements of other clubs: "Look at what others are - 'When Transfiguration shines into life', 'The first half of my life with Ancient Runewen'..."

"Hey, look below!" exclaimed a senior student, holding a copy of "Introduction to the Habits of Hungarian Hornets" in his hand, "'The Golden Dawn Magic Club opens a grand celebration! The top 50 who pass the membership review will receive a The president's personal teaching - detailed habits of fire dragons and hundreds of effective means to deal with fire dragons!'"

Nurmengard's students all glanced at each other, and they all saw the heat in each other's eyes.

Fire dragons are not the magical creatures that can be seen everywhere, such as the Frober caterpillar. Due to their terrifying danger, the research on fire dragons in existing textbooks is extremely limited.

The fire dragon papers that Professor Grindelwald assigned to them made everyone complain. Recently, all the books on fire dragons in the library have been borrowed, but the students found in despair that the overlapping parts of the information in those books were removed. After that, trying to achieve the two feet that Grindelwald required was a fantasy.

The problem is that they don't know enough about fire dragons, and it would be even worse if they made up their own mess and found out. In Nurmengard, ignorance is called weak, but pretending to understand is the real stupidity.

And Sean's performance that day has long been seen by everyone - he can speak dragon language and communicate with fire dragons!

As early as after Grindelwald's speech at the dinner that day, many people had their thoughts on Sean.

Although the other party is from the enemy school Hogwarts, he has done a lot of things that have brought shame to the Nurmengard people - but Professor Grindelwald has allowed the other party to open a magic club, I will join and secretly Ask some questions about the fire dragon, isn't that not an enemy?

Most of the crowd raised such thoughts, and a few students silently retreated to the periphery of the crowd.

"Ridiculous—" A slightly sharp voice sounded, it was a seventh-grade boy, with half-long yellow-brown hair, a meticulous uniform, a jewel tie pinned to his vest, and a disgusting look on his face. of arrogance.

If Shaun and the Weasleys were here, they'd have known each other, Fabien Aiken, the guy who got the twins under control.

Sean had prepared a revenge plan, but on the last Nurmengard Day, Fabian Aiken did not reach the final for some reason, which made Sean a little regretful.

Of course, he has already promised Fred and George, and it will definitely not stop there, Sean is just waiting for the opportunity.

Back in front of the bulletin board in the corridor on the first floor, Fabian Aiken crossed his arms and slapped the crowd away.

He glanced at the Golden Dawn recruitment announcement in disgust, then turned to the crowd.

"Don't tell me, someone wants to go to Nurmengard's enemies?"

Aiken's voice was cold, and he glanced at everyone gloomily.

"Aiken, don't press us with the nasty energy you have in your own small group—" A tall boy with a dressing on his face and a cast in his right hand frowned.

"Peena, are you back to class?" Aiken sneered, "Ha - was wiped out by an underage fire dragon, and then a second-year student from another school easily tamed that guy, If I were you, I would be embarrassed to speak up right now."

"What's wrong with admitting that your skills are not as good as others?" Pena said calmly, "I have at least faced Fire Dragon face-to-face. Why didn't I see you in the finals?"

"I'm not interested in children playing at home, Pena, you don't really think you're the best in seventh grade, do you?"

"I don't know if it's me, but it's definitely not you."

"Well, do you want to try it?"

The two were **** for tat, and neither was allowed to sleep. Obviously, there was a rift.

At this time, another student said: "Aiken, Professor Grindelwald's club was approved by Wallup, are you questioning him?"

"That's because Professor Grindelwald is the headmaster of Nurmengard. No matter how much he hates Hogwarts, he will set an example accordingly," Aiken didn't look back at the man, "You thought you saw Is it real? You idiot, use your brain?"

"If it weren't for these useless guys-" Aiken glanced at Pena, "Professor Grindelwald wouldn't have to be so generous to a hemp wizard from another school."

"You..." The faces of many people suddenly turned ugly.

Fabian Aiken raised his brows. Although he didn't know Grindelwald's true intentions, he didn't prevent him from interpreting it - Mr. Grindelwald would not care about these small troubles in the school.

As the leader of the radical student faction in Nurmengard, Fabien Aiken can tolerate other things, but a hemp wizard who runs a magic club in this castle and recruits students?

funny!

His father was a sponsor of the French Society for the Protection of Wizards' Rights, and his father had taught him when he was in fifth grade - school is a small society, so attract people who are worth attracting, and those who can't be trusted Go to pressure!

Just like Nurmengard now, Aiken's radical faction is one of the largest student forces in the school, and among the other relatively large forces, none of their leaders are half-blooded or hemp-blooded wizards, all are pure-blooded By.

Aiken has always implemented the philosophy taught by his father, just like the true philosophy of the French Society for the Protection of Wizards' Rights - Wizards are superior, but pure-blood wizards are more noble!

In the process of liberating the rights of wizards, hemp wizards are completely untrustworthy.

That Sean Wallup, Aiken had already inquired about the other party's origin, and his parents were all stupid Muggles - such a person, even if he is talented, has no meaning to win over.

And the magic club founded by such a person is not worth joining in the slightest, and he will not allow a force headed by a hemp wizard to develop and grow in Nurmengard.

Aiken looked at the others coldly: "Don't let me down, friends—"

After saying this, he smiled again: "By the way, I asked the owl to deliver the letter yesterday. My father happened to know several senior wizards who had been dealing with fire dragons for decades, and some of them did not appear in the market at all. The information on the website will also be sent to me soon - ha, you can come to me if you need it, shouldn't classmates just help each other?"

Then, Fabien Aiken left the scene with several people.

Those who were eager to try the Golden Dawn now hesitated.

The meaning of Fabian Aiken's words is obvious, you can get the detailed information of the fire dragon without joining the Golden Dawn - of course, you can also get it after joining, but Aiken will definitely target it later.

In the club classroom of Golden Dawn, Sean was sitting boredly at a long table with Hermione and Daisy.

Sean constantly turned a piece of parchment in front of him into a ray, and turned back every time the other party fluttered because there was no water, so as to exercise his Transfiguration.

Hermione puffed her cheeks and looked at the door of the classroom, where the colored paper kept rising and falling, which came from a little spell of hers. Since it is a newly established club, there should be some lively atmosphere, right?

Of course, the classroom is definitely not lively now. Many students at Hogwarts have already joined the club after leaving the back door. Today, it is mainly for the recruitment of students from Nurmengard.

However, the recruitment announcement had been posted on the notice board for a long time, and no one appeared at the door, which made Hermione a little unhappy.

She made up her mind to help Sean manage the new club, but the current situation has greatly dampened her enthusiasm.

"How can there be no one..." Hermione muttered, and she looked at Sean next to her, "Don't toss that fish... No, don't toss that parchment. Sean, you don't Are you in a hurry?"

"What's the hurry?" Sean shrugged nonchalantly, this time he turned the parchment into a shield, with the Hogwarts badge on top and Nurmengard's badge on the bottom.

"Ha - you say, what will the two principals feel when they see this shield?" Sean said with a smile.

"It won't be in a good mood anyway," Hermione said sullenly. "Sean, this is your club!"

"Okay, okay, what's the hurry?" Sean retracted his wand and leaned back in the chair leisurely, "Isn't this normal? I'm a Hogwarts student, only in the second year, and, There must be a lot of people in Nurmengard who don't like me, and it's normal that no one cares - isn't this just in line with our audit standards? It's better to be short than to waste..."

"But you can't even choose, why would you rather lack than waste?"

"This is a question. Is my slogan not attractive enough? It's unscientific. My slogan is a hundred times more reliable than the fake slogans of other clubs..."

The two were talking when the classroom door was pushed open.

A fat blond man with fat trembling all over came in.

"President, I'm really glad to see you again."

It was Hugo Barbarossa, a fourth-year student from Nurmengard who had fought against Sean before—no, but Grindelwald disguised as Sean.

"Barbarossa, you are welcome - but I am not your president yet, you have to pass the review~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Sean stood up and shook hands with the other party.

Having said that, the other party's membership is almost a certainty, and Sean already knew about Grindelwald pretending to bet with those people that day.

Grindelwald deliberately arranged this, which is equivalent to telling Sean - I have already found a few preliminary candidates for you.

Therefore, the fat man in front of him must have something special. Judging from his body shape, gluttony may be one of the culprits.

Hugo had a straightforward personality. He didn't change his words, still shouting 'President', and then accepted Hermione's membership review.

I have to say that the strength of the other party makes Sean a little surprised.

Excellent spell proficiency, almost a terrifying source of magic power, this guy even scored 90 points in the common sense test paper for the wizarding world specially given by Hermione.

There is no need to question the necessity of this kind of test paper. The way of thinking of many people in the wizarding world is still in the Middle Ages, and Hogwarts and Nurmengard obviously do not have language classes, math classes, etc...

As a result, many wizards can almost be said to have no common sense in life. Sean came to build the prototype of the power, not to be a nanny.

And Dave, the perceptive winged demon, is hanging upside down under the table. Dave can not only detect the 'deliciousness' of the other party's brain flowers, but also use the instinct of creatures to judge the general strength of a wizard.

Sean also put a high-precision speculum in his pocket to ensure that the person who came came did not have bad intentions.

Hugo Barbarossa handed over an answer sheet that satisfied Sean.

"Congratulations, you are now a member of our Golden Dawn." Sean smiled and stretched out his hand.

Hugo shook hands with him enthusiastically, stretched his neck and said excitedly, "Thank you, thank you! Can I ask if our club will teach you the blue flame spell that you cast that day?"