I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts Chapter 210

For the first time, Goodman seriously looked at the little wizard in front of him. Sean was straight and handsome, with a gentle smile on his face that seemed to never fade away.

As one of Grindelwald's confidants, he naturally knew the name of Sean Wallup. Similarly, after the academic exchange last school year, the reputation of the other party also spread in Nurmengard Castle.

However, as a professor of spells in Nurmengard, Goodman has always believed that a genius can only be crowned after a wizard has truly made a name for himself.

There are too many wizards who showed their talents in their school days, but in the end, how many can be respected and written into the history of magic?

In Goodman's mind, apart from Grindelwald, the headmaster of Nurmengard, only Mr. Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, another wizarding school, can be called a genius.

Yes, he doesn't think he deserves the title of "genius", even though Goodman is already one of the best in runes and spells among the Nurmengard faculty.

The little wizard in front of him is too sharp, and it is not rational to do such a behavior when he knows that he is "remembered" by Nurmengard students. At the same time, he has not received news recently whether there are students at Hogwarts who are carefully investigating the strength of the students of Nurmengard.

They act rashly without even knowing the strength of their opponents, and they are not fully prepared.

Professor Goodman shook his head silently in his heart and gave Sean a temporary evaluation.

But he will not slack off when he performs his duties as a teacher: "Mr. Wallup, are you sure? Under your initiative, the students in the third and fourth grades will also do their best. If you are sure, you can take the stage and show your skills. Do your best, and the medical team and I will be keeping a close eye on it.”

Sean nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, Professor."

He also thought about whether to investigate the strength of the Nurmengard students in advance. Harry brought the invisibility cloak, and he also had the biological monitoring device Dave.

However, after thinking it over and over again, Sean gave up the idea. In the future, he can't always have a way to investigate the details of his opponent beforehand. Just like this wizarding world, the unknowns encountered are always greater than what you already know.

Well, it's better to train hard now, there are professors watching at school, and dueling opponents with unknown strength is still a little bit safe.

Professor Goodman stood on the stage, and beside him stood the waiting Sean: "Sean Wallup from Hogwarts Ravenclaw is applying for a free duel, regardless of school, fourth grade and below All students can take on the challenge.”

He turned his head to look at Sean again: "Want to bet points?"

Sean nodded: "Yes."

Nurmengard's personal bonus points cannot be traded privately, but can be used as a bet in a duel, presumably as an alternative currency in the castle.

Bonus points are automatically cleared at the end of each term, but if you have enough points, you can even apply for Grindelwald's in-person teaching—a dream of every Nurmengard student.

"Accept the betting points, well, if you are willing to challenge, you can sign up on your own." Professor Goodman said.

All the students who were originally pairing up looked over.

Unsurprisingly, Nurmengard, especially the third and fourth graders, suddenly turned ugly. How dare you, a second-year student, be so arrogant when Hogwarts is completely suppressed?

Yes, in their view, this is an extremely serious provocation.

Of course, most sophomores weren't so angry, they remembered the horrible blood loss curse from before.

On the other hand, on the Hogwarts side, the students were all excited.

"Nice job, Sean!"

"It's yours, man."

Whistles and cheers rang out.

Sean stood on the side of the stone platform, smiled and waved at the classmates who were cheering him on. He was elegant and looked like a gentleman being interviewed.

However, after waiting for a while, no one came to the stage.

The students of Nurmengard, especially the fourth graders, are looking at each other. They are not stupid. The word "birds and snakes come out of their holes" has long been spread. The dangerous level of xxxx is not something that ordinary students can compete with.

Sean waited for a long time and didn't see anyone coming up. He guessed what those people were thinking, so he cleared his throat and said, "My oolong was just an accident at the time, but now it's back to normal - don't look at me like that, If you lie, I'm the Frobe Caterpillar."

Although he made a promise and was about to do it, Sean's reputation was clearly not very good in the castle.

"Professor, if no one comes up, can I tell others outside that I'm within the fourth grade—invincible?" Sean, who wanted to practice combat training, directly poured fuel on the fire.

Professor Goodman was expressionless and did not speak.

"Sean, remember to add the suffix, it is within the fourth grade of Nurmengard." A carefree voice sounded.

It is his classmate Stephen Wellen, who is also one of the top students of Eagle Academy. He has a very optimistic personality and is very good. It is this guy who sometimes has a different brain circuit than ordinary people. Adding fuel to the fire belongs to his hobbies. one.

"Thank you for your careful reminder, Stephen, I will mention this to the reporter from the Daily Prophet." Sean smiled and waved.

As the two sang one and the other, the Nurmengard students finally couldn't bear it any longer.

Between being tricked by Sean and their own face, they made a choice.

A lean boy jumped onto the stone platform.

Sean was happy when he saw it, wasn't this the guy who lost ten Galleons to him that day?

"Good evening, this classmate, by the way, I forgot to meet you last time, what's your name?" He greeted friendlyly.

That boy's face was ugly, and it's been almost two years since he saved the ten Galleons!

"Aleika Ramos, a second-year student in Nurmengard," he introduced bluntly.

"Ramos, it's nice to meet you. Ten Galleons last time, thank you." Sean didn't forget to stimulate the other side.

"Ow? There is such a good thing, Sean, I have to treat you! I'll also be out of ten Galleons, will I invite everyone to have some snacks next time?"

This guy is also a rich second-generation, and he and Sean are also known as the two wealthy boys in the Eagle House.

"No problem, just place an owl order when you go back." Sean naturally agreed.

Ramos' chest heaved a few times, these two annoying guys... However, instead of letting anger occupy his head, he was more cautious and serious.

The judgment of the gate of demarcation can only explain the difference between magic power and magic spell proficiency, but not necessarily in actual combat!

Sean, who noticed this scene, complimented in his heart, the students of Nurmengard are quite mature.

He also clenched his wand, without any slack.

"Salute each other," the two bowed, and Professor Goodman's voice sounded, "The duel begins!"

"Expelliar!" Ramos responded very quickly, and the disarming spell spewed out just after the beginning of the sound.

"Flying dust ()!" Sean sideways dodged the spell very quickly, and chanted the spell to the ground.

A lot of ground was damaged during the demonstration by the two professors just now. Under the action of the Dust Raising Charm, dust and fine rubble were swept up, and the vision on the stage suddenly became blurred.

Dust curse? Why would the other party choose this little spell, in order to blur his vision, but he has the ability to see through the dust? However, the small stones were also blown, indicating that the opponent's spell proficiency was very high, and the magic power output was equally astonishing.

Ramos' body was tense, and Sean lost his sight, leaving only the dust in the sky, but he made a quick judgment.

He cast a small defensive spell, and then stuck it to the railing on the edge of the stone platform to prevent the opponent's surprise attack.

"Tergeo" Ramos' spell did not work, and the dust was still sweeping.

In the dusty sky, Sean had already cast a "Quiet" on himself, and then continuously cast the dust raising spell in a low voice, keeping the small "sandstorm" above the stone platform.

Sensitivity to magic allows him to roughly judge Ramos' strength when the opponent casts the disarming spell - his ability is excellent, whether it is the casting speed of the spell or the control of the magic output is quite perfect, put it at Hogwarts, Ramos is stronger than many third graders~www.mtlnovel.com~ but for Sean, it's not enough.

He can quickly disarm the opponent, but the next duel also needs to be prepared in advance...

The dust raised on the stage also blocked the sight of the students. They could only see two vague shadows. Ramos kept trying to cast various spells, while Sean seemed to find the spells. Not in the right direction.

Bach Hoffmann, in his sixth-grade uniform, stood on a wooden platform with his pockets in his pockets, watching the scene in front of him steadily.

"The magic spell is good, but after blurring the vision, I have no solution. The predicament takes effect on both of them at the same time, which is not smart enough." He said.

The girl who had been acting with him didn't seem to care much about anything. She curled a lock of long blue hair that she had dyed on her fingers, and said casually, "Will you find out when the results come out?"

While they were talking, Sean finally prepared himself.

He raised his wand and looked at a certain place in the dust, where the magic mark that belonged to him was shining brightly.

Yes, Sean had marked it a long time ago, and Ramos didn't even notice that there was a small black worm crawling up his leg in the dust.

It's a Shadow Worm Charm from Gormley Gaunt, and Shawn finds it's pretty good to use as an ability to mark opponents.

What a dazzling target... Sean muttered.

"Absp; Intern!" He deliberately lowered the intensity of the spell output.

An extremely fast spell pierced through the dust and went straight in Ramos' direction.

Ramos, who didn't let his guard down, escaped the spell with a less graceful tumble.

"Damn, he really has the ability to determine my location!"

Chapter end