I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

The group in front of me is composed of Nurmengard students from multiple grades, but it seems that they are not too familiar with each other?

The four people stood scattered. The third-grade girl had a calm expression, but she kept looking at the other people, as if she wanted to ask for advice or something.

Patricia DeLanzal, whom she had met before, stood at the front, staring at Sean with excitement. Even though the fat blond man stood on the duel stage, he was still chewing food in his mouth, and his eyes, which were two slits due to the accumulation of fat, could not clearly see where he was looking.

The youngest second-grade boy wore a gorgeous top hat. While cutting the gold-rimmed playing cards in his hand, he stared at Sean's legs, and his eyes blinked much faster than normal people.

"Sean Wallup." Sean first reported his name as a courtesy.

"Sean, we already know each other, hee hee." DeLanzal looked familiar.

"But we haven't gotten to know each other well enough to call each other by name, Miss DeLanzal." Sean curled his lips.

"Hugo Barbarossa, hey, man, I didn't expect to have a duel with you. Can you show me the explosive spell you used that day again? I can use the most delicious hot dog in Nurmengard. Remuneration." The fat man interrupted the conversation between the two, his face full of expectation.

After looking at the opponent's size, Sean didn't doubt this guy's ability to identify food. However, was the opponent a fanatical wizard of explosive spells?

There was an organization in the history of the wizarding world. They called themselves the Cult of Explosion. They were keen on all the magic spells related to explosions. Many magic spells in later generations were improved by them. Later, the founder was improving a certain explosion spell. When he was killed, he was killed by himself, and the Explosive God Cult disappeared.

"We are here to duel, not to party." The third-year girl reminded her teammates, then looked at Sean and said, "Savanna Minsk, third-year student, it is an honor to duel with you. Mr. Wallop."

He looked like a normal person... Sean's eyes turned to the last boy, his only peer present.

"Ian Teach," the boy said very fast, "I am your admirer! I was there during your duel that day! God, what a wonderful Illusion Spell and Disguise Body Spell! Yes. Yes! You are also very good at diverting the enemy's attention! I'm so glad to meet you. Oh, can you avoid my hat when you attack later? This is my favorite one. I don't want it to be broken. ——But when I knew I was going to fight you, I immediately put it on, this can express my respect for you!"

"Oh... thank you... I will try to avoid it, if I can..." Sean raised his eyebrows. Since when did he have a 'fan' of Nurmengard?

A weird combination... He immediately came to the conclusion that the combination in front of him didn't look like they were here for a duel. It seemed like he had become a visitor.

"Both sides retreated to the side of the stage and prepared for a duel." Professor Goodman, as the referee, waved his hand.

"Still the old rules, Hugo is responsible for attacking, Patricia and I are responsible for coordination, and Ian is responsible for interference." Minsk said.

But several others didn't take her words to heart at all.

They were minding their own business and discussing how to get closer to Sean.

"Food, no one can resist delicious food!"

"That's you. I think I can exchange it for knowledge. I still have a few spell books. Although they are all some unorthodox little spells, Sean will probably like them, right?"

“A gorgeous top hat can break anyone’s defenses.”

"Damn it..." Minsk groaned. Why were his teammates already thinking about how to please their enemies?

Is this what Professor Grindelwald meant when he said "power emerges on its own"?

The four of them only had a "knowing" relationship before the game, but Grindelwald brought them together. Minsk knew that the other three were just like him, and they all came for a certain purpose.

Professor Grindelwald said that they will get what they want... But there is no sign now...

Is it because of the boy opposite? Minsk looked up at Sean, who was gently stroking the ring on his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

As a smart person, Minsk would never deny Sean's excellence, but it was also difficult for her to understand why a second-year wizard could give herself and the four of them what they wanted.

She didn't know the other three, but Minsk was very clear about what she wanted, which was power, power without any moisture or restrictions. She didn't want to be like her family and always look at other people's eyes.

Sean on the other side looked strange, and suddenly there was a voice beside him.

"This is your template for practicing spells, Sean, like this - the Disappearance Curse that no one will discover." Grindelwald's voice suddenly rang from the empty side.

"..." Sean was speechless for a moment. Why was Grindelwald invisible next to him? !

"The key point of the Illusion Body Curse is to allow the magic power to cover different amounts of magic power in different parts of the body according to the body shape and corresponding movements when manipulating magic power."

The corner of Sean's mouth twitched, and his lips moved slightly, and he whispered: "Although I am very grateful for your teaching, is it necessary to attend class at this time? Sir..."

"It's just a casual mention. Progress requires constant learning." Grindelwald said in a relaxed tone, "Ah, by the way, I'm here to replace you. In the corner of the room just now, twist the right hand of the armor on the shelf. There is a passage to go down. Well, I have prepared a beautiful lair for you so that you can feel more immersed when you appear as a fire dragon later."

"There's no need to go to such trouble..." Sean said helplessly, "Besides, let me go down, sir, what do you mean?"

"Is it hard to understand? Your next identity is Hungarian Treetop, but Sean Wallop himself cannot disappear."

"No, sir..." Sean had already guessed what the other person was thinking.

Does the other person want to be like you?

"Is my plan perfect?" Grindelwald's voice was filled with excitement.

"...With all due respect, sir, it's very childish..."

"Sean, this is fun. As a principal, you become a student and duel with your own children. Ha - how interesting it is~"

At this time, Professor Goodman in the middle of the duel stage had already raised his wand.

"Both salute."

Sean bowed low and said to the air around him: "Please, sir, don't do weird things with my identity, okay?"

"I promise you, my boy, ha—"

Sean felt that the old man's words were not credible...

"The duel begins!"

As soon as the words fell, the other four people immediately raised their wands. Although they looked excited, they were still very cautious about the duel.

"Dust ()!" As soon as Sean raised his wand, a voice came from beside him, and Grindelwald quickly chanted the spell with his voice.

"Boom!" The same dust-raising curse, but completely different effects!

Sean's dust spell could block the sight depending on the venue, but Grindelwald's spell directly summoned a huge tornado!

The surrounding soil, stones, and even some small rocks were swept into the sky. Not the duel stage, but the entire stand was shrouded in dust!

Sean is in the eye of the storm, and this is the only place that can be considered a 'pure land'.

The corners of his mouth twitched violently, and then he looked to the side.

Sure enough, Grindelwald's figure emerged from the air.

"Nice spell?" He smiled.

Sean laughed dryly: "Pretty good, sir..."

"Okay, it's time for you to complete your mission. We'll see you later."

Sean hesitated for a moment, but finally sighed and cast the Disillusionment Charm, and then walked towards the lounge just now.

"Mr. Grindelwald, please remember, I am only in the second grade!" He finally turned around and warned him uneasily.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional when it comes to disguise." Grindelwald's body had already begun to twist.

Let’s hope…

Amidst the dust, everyone in the wooden stands covered their eyes and noses.

"Sean, has he improved the dust spell again?" Hermione took out a pair of glasses from somewhere and put them on the bridge of her nose. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the dueling platform, but she couldn't see anything.

Daisy on the side was wearing the same style of glasses. She covered her mouth and nose and muttered: "I don't know, but if it's Sean, it seems pretty normal?"

On the duel stage, the foursome did not expect that the effect of the Dust Curse would be so exaggerated. They stood back to back and then cast the Iron Armor Curse in front of them.

"What the hell...did he keep his hand on the day of the duel?" In the wind and sand, Hugo stood at the front and bore most of the dust.

"He can detect magic spells, so pay attention to defense first!" Minsk said loudly.

However, until the dust dissipated, no spells flew towards them.

The vision finally became clearer, and several people raised their wands and looked at where Sean was standing.

There was a circle there, clean and dust-free, and Sean Wallop was standing in it with a smile on his face.

"What does he want to do..." Several people became alert, and then quickly cleared away the stones and other things around them.

"Guys, let's make a bet?" Sean said with a smile.

He stood there casually, wand swirling in his hand.

"Oh? Tell me about it?" Except for Minsk, the other three people were interested.

"For example," Sean tossed the wand high and then caught it firmly, "if I win, how about you do me a favor?"

"Interesting..." Patricia licked her lips with an excited expression on her wild face, "Then what if you lose?"

"Lost?" Sean frowned and thought.

Suddenly, his smile grew brighter and brighter.

"is it possible?"

The overwhelming blue flames rose crazily!

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