As for the origin of those golden eggs, anyone who knows it will probably have their temples twitching.
Those gadgets were the props left behind by the Goblet of Fire last time. Grindelwald dug them out in the utility room in the castle - Sean choked on the dust a few times while cleaning them...
Of course, the other students were already excited at this moment, and their eyes looked at the golden egg with burning passion.
Based on his experience in previous years, Professor Grindelwald has always been generous in rewarding the strong. Even if it is a gourmet party, he will reward the students with the best cooking skills.
Today's venue obviously requires a duel. In this kind of hard power competition, Professor Grindelwald's prize is even more amazing!
It is said that Senior Sterling, who just graduated last school year, won the Nurmengard Day Competition one year - he directly received a set of magic gold powder that could be used in constructing ancient runes.
Those magical gold powders are said to have been ground by Grindelwald himself, and special materials were added to make the construction of runic symbols faster, and the connection between your magic power and symbols will be smoother.
Let me ask, who wouldn’t be tempted by this magical material that is simply not available on the market?
Of course, Sean who was sitting in his seat was not excited at all. Grindelwald was not prepared to give away the prize at all this time. He had already made up his mind to find an excuse to train the students of Nurmengard.
However, this requires you to sell your 'body'...
On the high platform, Grindelwald began to announce the content of this competition.
"The theme of this Nurmengard Day: 'Battle'!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the students shouted excitedly. For the Nurmengardians who worship power, fighting is what they long for!
"All students can participate. This competition is divided into two parts. The first is the student duel, and then the challenge competition to win rewards." Grindelwald's voice became more and more high-pitched, making people's blood boil. "The first part is the group duel.
, first and second graders can form a team of ten, third graders can form a team of seven, fourth graders a team of five, fifth graders a team of three, sixth graders a team of two, and seventh graders who are about to graduate.
, you will fight alone!"
"Draw lots to determine the duel teams. In the end, ten teams will be shortlisted for the challenge level. You will face the most severe test!"
"Now," Grindelwald lowered his voice, his expression was serious, but his eyes were full of expectation, "My children, let me see, as noble wizards, have you given anything during this year?
Work hard and see if you can match the glory that comes with being a wizard!"
Grindelwald's prestige in Nurmengard was unparalleled. His voice seemed to contain magic. The response was overwhelming, and the students at Hogwarts couldn't help but get excited.
Only Sean in the stands had a frown on his face. The more excited these students are now, the more beatings he may get in the future...
Hermione turned her head and looked at Sean with some excitement: "Sean, let's team up and try it too? Let me think about it, the three of us, um, we can also call Harry and the others, and Stephen Waylon is also here.
Brilliant wizard, but Slytherin..."
She held her chin hesitantly, and was very confused about the choice of teammates.
Sean looked towards the high platform, and happened to see Grindelwald from a distance. The other party also cast his gaze over. Although his expression could not be seen clearly, the strange old man seemed to be smiling...
"Shawn, think about it quickly, haven't you always been very popular? Do you have any suitable teammates?"
"Well, let me think about it..." Sean pretended to close his eyes slightly, seeming to be thinking about something.
But Grindelwald said before that he has a way...
Sure enough, when the anxious Hermione urged, there was a sudden noise at an entrance to the stand.
Several people turned to look, and they saw that Grindelwald had arrived among the crowd at some point, and he was encouraging the students kindly.
"Joshua? The counter-curse last year was impressive."
"Patricia, it was you who turned the dead leaves into crows last time? Ha, Mr. Bata didn't like you very much."
"Sheldon, there shouldn't be any accidental explosion of the magic spell this time, right? I said that wizards should stay focused when casting spells and trust their own magic spells and wands. My child, don't let me down again.
"
Grindelwald seemed to remember the names of all the students. He walked through the crowd, and every student whose name he called was full of pride. They stood up straight in front of the principal, as if accepting the invitation one by one.
Soldiers inspected by their commander.
A completely different route from Professor Dumbledore... Sean looked at this scene and muttered in his heart.
Grindelwald is obviously more accustomed to and good at conquering others with his personal charm. In so many days in Nurmengard, Sean has never seen any student express dissatisfaction with the principal.
On the contrary, whenever Grindelwald's name is mentioned, the students' faces always show pride and respect.
They worshiped the principal and regarded their status as Nurmengard students as an honor.
Sean couldn't help but think of another aspect. If Grindelwald once again started a reform war in the wizarding world, the Nurmengard students who had infiltrated all over the world over the years would become an extremely terrifying help...
While he was thinking, Grindelwald walked to the Hogwarts area talking to the students.
"Oh, children who have come from afar," he opened his hands to everyone, "Nurmengard treats every wizard equally. I hope you will not have any other worries during the academic exchange and enjoy it to the fullest.
Everything in this castle, like this festival.”
Grindelwald smiled, and he showed so much tolerance and love that the students at Hogwarts almost felt like they had met Professor Dumbledore.
"We also welcome your participation in this competition. If you are good enough, I will be happy to hand over the prize to you."
At this time, many students were even more tempted. Although the overall level and average level of Hogwarts students are inferior to Nurmengard, the wizarding world has never lacked geniuses, like Cedric and Percy.
Excellent students are already gearing up.
Grindelwald was very satisfied with the fighting spirit of the people at Hogwarts. He walked through the crowd and looked at Sean.
"Oh, oh, look, isn't this Mr. Wallop?" He looked like he wasn't familiar with Sean but had heard of him.
Grindelwald reached out and patted Sean on the shoulder, looking very appreciative of him: "Professor Goodman told me about the dueling class that day. Your performance was amazing. Ha, I was even a little jealous of Dumbledore." Principal Lido - he has such an outstanding student."
"Thank you very much, sir." Sean acted very modestly.
Grindelwald's special praise attracted Sean's attention, and he could even feel the jealous eyes from the Nurmengard student seats.
"Are you ready to participate in this competition?" Grindelwald asked.
"Preparing now, sir."
"Well, not bad," he nodded, and then showed a thoughtful expression, "Well, I have a small suggestion..."
He laughed and said, "You're doing this game by yourself, I bet it's going to be pretty impressive."
Grindelwald's proposal caught everyone by surprise, and Hermione was so anxious that she even interrupted him directly: "Sir, Sean is only a second-year student."
"Be patient, child," he touched his short beard, "In Nurmengard, outstanding wizards will always face more, which can make them stronger and grow stronger, and..."
Grindelwald smiled happily: "Mr. Wallop, you trampled my children under your feet in the last duel class, and many of them were dissatisfied. I want to give them this opportunity. Of course, you will Get preferential treatment - in the first round of selection, you don’t need to participate in the previous games, you only need to face one team. After winning, you will directly enter the second round, and you are guaranteed to get a prize, how about that?"
The corner of Sean's mouth twitched. Is this the way you said it? Why do I feel that the way the Nurmengard students look at me is getting more and more wrong...
Old man, don't bring hatred to me!
Moreover, what's the use of me entering the second stage? Even if I win, there will be no prize!
"Then it's decided? Wallop, your name is already in the lottery box. If you are willing to participate, just come and prepare when the time comes. It's okay if you don't come. It all depends on you." Grindelwald said with a big hand. With a wave of his hand, he left after leaving these words.
"Why is he so...so..." Hermione held it in for a long time but didn't say anything.
Daisy added in a low voice: "So narrow-minded - Sean has defeated so many Nurmengard students before..."
"But, he is a headmaster..." Hermione muttered dissatisfiedly.
Only Sean shrugged: "It's okay, just treat it as actual combat training."
He finally understood that he probably couldn't escape the decision made by Grindelwald. But Sean was already very interested in this competition. Being able to duel with different wizards was a very valuable experience.
The ring duel arena was noisy. Except for some rational party members who thought they were not strong enough and students who were still injured, most of the remaining people chose to sign up. Suddenly, the entire square was noisy.
Today, all the professors and medical staff were dispatched. The professors were responsible for refereeing and protection, while the medical staff were always on standby. The duel in Nurmengard was very rough, and it is estimated that many students will enter the infirmary today.
.
As a player with a bye in the early stage, Sean arrived in the lounge early to wait. In the square, the duel among the students had already begun.
The lower-grade students are far inferior to the upper-class students in terms of magic power and the number of spells they master. Their advantage lies in their larger numbers. If they are not careful, the upper-class students may also overturn.
"Sean, what did you see?" At some point, Grindelwald came to him.
"Hmm -" Sean thought for a moment, "the choice between teamwork and duel?"
Grindelwald stood beside him. He was a head taller than Sean, with a comfortable and relaxed expression on his face: "No, you should see the emotions of the children. Look, the students of Nurmengard don't care.
Whether it's because of the glory or the prize, they are all excited and nervous, while the students of Hogwarts are full of expectations and ambitions, because of the competitive relationship between the two schools."
"Some people regret losing because of their carelessness, some people get a great sense of achievement because the weak defeated the strong, some people are in a bad mood because the opponent is not strong enough, and some people are in a bad mood because the opponent is strong. How worth pondering.
What a scene—”
"Look, Sean," Grindelwald's voice was filled with emotion and fascination, "with so many people and so many different hearts, don't you think you can see a lot of interesting things?"
Playing with people's hearts is also a kind of magic... Sean silently recited the words Grindelwald once taught him.
"There are all kinds of things in the world, which are worth savoring and even more worthy of learning -" Grindelwald sighed, and then changed the subject, "Of course, this is not the point. People's hearts need time to understand, and you still have a long way to go -
—Let’s talk about what’s next?”
"Do I really have to transform into a fire dragon to face so many students?" Sean couldn't help but ask. He still feels unrealistic.
"Of course, don't be stupid, my child, this will just help you consolidate your Animagus," Grindelwald saw Sean's resentful eyes, and his laughter was wild and full of joy, "Of course
Well, this is mainly because I can’t give out prizes and want to train these lazy kids. Thank you for your help, Sean.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Should I say you're welcome, sir..." Sean said helplessly.
"Don't worry," Grindelwald hugged his shoulders affectionately, "The magic resistance of the fire dragon is even higher than your imagination. You just need to pay attention to protecting your eyes - you know that the fire dragon is most afraid of the eye curse, right?
?”
"I know, but I am an underage fire dragon..."
"Don't worry, I allow you to bring helpers." Grindelwald raised his eyebrows at him.
"Helper...you mean?"
"Of course, the fire dragon brought by Nurmengard is naturally different. As a fire dragon, it is not unacceptable to have some good social relationships with magical animals~"
Sean nodded in understanding, and then almost looked at Grindelwald with contempt.
This old man is really bad...
Grindelwald saw through his thoughts, and then raised his lips indifferently: "Do you remember what I told you? Borrow the power you can control - this is flexibility and strength."
He clenched his fists: "As long as you can control it in your hands, then power is power. It is not essentially different from your magic power."
Sean blinked, why did he always feel that there was something in the other person's words?
However, Grindelwald didn't say anything more. He left a sentence: "I have prepared a surprise for you", and then drifted away.
Looking at the other party's leaving figure, Sean sighed tiredly. The famous Riddlers in the wizarding world: Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald, did not know that these two people were communicating with each other.
What does it look like.
"Albus, you understand."
"Gellert, I must point out your shortcomings."
"But that's all for a whole new world."
"But the stars still twinkle, the sun and moon still rise, we are still us, and the world is still the world."
"The world is us—"
"But we are not the world-"
Is this like this? It’s all about playing riddles?
Sean felt his head start to feel swollen just thinking about that scene.
Is this a tacit understanding and common ground between the old men?
The duel in the square continued, and after half a day, the final nineteen teams were finally selected.
Sean will join the 20th team. After the two-by-two duel, ten teams will advance to the final challenge level.
Only a huge dueling platform was left in the stadium, and the students who did not need to be sent to the infirmary were clamoring in the stands waiting for the game to start.
It was Sean's turn in the first game.
"What kind of fight is this? I didn't even arrange it in advance..." He muttered and walked onto the duel stage, and then saw the team on the opposite side.
There were four people, one was Patricia, whom he had seen wandering out in the middle of the night, and the other was a stocky blond fat man, both of whom were wearing fourth grade uniforms.
There was another girl wearing a third-grade uniform, with a calm face, who seemed to be the brains of the entire team.
Finally, there was a boy in second-grade uniform. He was wearing a top hat, cutting a deck of cards in his hand, and his green eyes were blinking rapidly.
A strange combination... Sean muttered and walked to the stage.