"The wizard is not a Muggle after all." Dumbledore sighed in a low voice.

"I understand, of course, but even so, Hogwarts is a flock of sheep led by a lion. How can this fight against a wolves led by a lion?"

Grindelwald turned his head and looked at Dumbledore, "Don't tell me in the team game last year that you can't see anything, that performance was a disaster."

"Or why don't you just retire." Grindelwald smiled and sent an invitation, "Come with me to Darmstrong. You are not suitable to be a leader, you are suitable to be by my side."

He looked at Dumbledore meaningfully, but Dumbledore could only smile bitterly and shake his head slightly.

"I've complained enough."

Grindelwald, who spoke to everyone again, had an undisguised sarcasm on his face.

"You are so obedient. You can't wait to show me the fact that you are indeed a mess. Maybe you are proud of it?"

"I don't expect you to learn much from me, even if I will teach you seriously, I just hope that at the start of the next three rounds, you won't let the audience and judges get disgusted again."

"For example, if you do another stupid thing like using a wonderful explosion spell, you can faint from behind the scenes of several other teammates."

A dead silence appeared in the auditorium. The little lions of Gryffindor stared at Slytherin with vicious eyes in this silence. The two sides exchanged fire in the air through Hufflepuff in the middle, almost

Sparks splashed out.

"Thank you very much for your advice from Principal Grindelwald. I sincerely hope that everyone can make new progress in this new year."

Dumbledore's speech made both glaring parties look away, but Dumbledore had to sigh silently.

"So now, let's sing the school song together!"

Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall on the side, and golden characters gushed out of Professor McGonagall's wand gun, and lines of text condensed in the air.

"Everyone chooses the tune they like," Dumbledore said, "Prepare, sing!"

So all the teachers and students sang loudly, and there was no unified messy tune, and once again, a mess of freedom appeared in the auditorium.

After everyone finished singing the school song in a mess, Dumbledore bowed slightly to everyone gracefully.

"Today's dinner ended successfully. I hope you can give me a big surprise when I come back next year!"

"It's time to bed, everyone go back to the dormitory."

As Dumbledore's words fell, his figure continued to blur, and then turned into a hazy white light and disappeared in its original position.

Dumbledore, who stayed here, was a magical phantom, and the real person was sitting on the teacher's seat at the opening banquet of Demstrong at the school.
Chapter completed!