The conversation between the two was just a small episode, and after Daisy came back, several people devoted themselves to how to revise the rules and regulations of the new club.

It took a lot of time, and the rough regulations were finally written on the parchment. Sean stretched himself. Now he misses his father very much.

Nurmengard, like Hogwarts, cannot use electronic products. Otherwise, Mr. Wallop can call him a professional team to make all the rules immediately.

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

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

"But the club should have a name."

Xiao En frowned and thought for a long time, then tentatively said: "Or is it called 'Golden Dawn'?"

"Is there any meaning?" Daisy asked curiously.

"It doesn't make any sense. I just thought about it. It sounds like a bluff." Sean said honestly.

Hermione and Daisy looked at each other.

"Sounds really upscale?"

"Sean has always had a way of bluffing people."

In fact, this name was only dug out by Sean from his previous memory, and he forgot the specific source.

In this way, the name of the club was decided within 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 top 500 in the world, and he doesn't care about the first impression his name gives.

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

"Golden Dawn Magic Club—" A Nurmengard student read the words on the bulletin board, "This is the one founded by Sean Wallop?"

"It should be. We are no better than Hogwarts. The magic club review is very strict-that is to say, the other players did not perform well in the competition, Wallop is a dragon whisperer, and Professor Grindelwald likes all kinds of interesting things. Gifted wizard who doesn't care much about school boundaries..."

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

A student read 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 Small magic spells, practical tips for duels, a hundred ways to hide your figure, how to escape if you can't fight, how to bargain with others if you can't escape, and help you to be better when facing black wizards...'——What is this slogan It looks, uh, 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 runes'..."

"Hey, look at the following!" A senior student exclaimed, holding a copy of "Introduction to the Habits of the Hungarian Horntail" in his hand, "'Golden Dawn Magic Club has a grand opening ceremony! The top 50 who pass the membership review will win prizes. The president's personal teaching - the detailed habits of fire dragons and hundreds of effective methods to deal with fire dragons!'”

Qi Qi, Nurmengard's students, looked at each other, seeing the heat in each other's eyes.

Charmanders are not magical creatures like Flobber caterpillars that can be seen everywhere. Due to their terrifying danger, the research on dragons in existing textbooks is extremely limited.

The fire dragon thesis assigned to them by Professor Grindelwald caused everyone to complain. Recently, all the books about fire dragons in the library have been borrowed, but the students found out in despair that the overlapping parts of the materials in those books were removed. Finally, it is simply impossible to achieve the two feet required by Grindelwald.

The problem is that they don't know enough about fire dragons. It would be even worse if they made up things and handed them in. In Nurmengard, ignorance is called weak, but pretending to know is the real stupidity.

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

After Grindelwald's speech at the dinner that day, many people focused on Sean.

Although the other party is from Hogwarts, the enemy school, and has done a lot of things to embarrass the Nurmengardians during this period of time-but Professor Grindelwald has allowed the other party to open a magic club. I will join it and consult secretly If there is a question about the fire dragon, then it is not considered surrendering to the enemy, right?

Most of the people in the crowd had such thoughts, and several students had already retreated to the periphery of the crowd silently.

"Ridiculous—" a slightly shrill voice sounded. It was a seventh-grade boy with yellowish-brown semi-long hair, a meticulous uniform, a jeweled brooch pinned to his vest lapel, and an annoying smell on his face. Haughty.

If Sean and the Weasley brothers were here, they would definitely recognize each other, Fabian Aiken, the guy who did the trick to the twins.

Sean had prepared a revenge plan, but Fabian Aiken did not make it to the finals for some reason on the last Nurmengard Day, which made Sean feel a little regretful.

Of course, he had already promised Fred and George, so he definitely wouldn't stop there, Sean was 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 walked out of the crowd.

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

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

Aiken's voice was cold, and he scanned the crowd gloomyly.

"Aiken, don't overwhelm us with your obnoxiousness in your own group—" A tall boy with a dressing on his face and a plaster cast on his right hand frowned.

"Pena, did you come back to class after your injury didn't heal?" Aiken sneered, "Ha——I was annihilated by an underage fire dragon, and then a second-year student from another school tamed that guy easily. If it were you, you would definitely be embarrassed to speak up now."

"What's wrong with admitting that your skills are inferior to others?" Pena said calmly, "At least I have faced Huolong face to face, why didn't I see you in the finals?"

"I'm not interested in children's play house, Pena, you don't really think you're the best in seventh grade, do you?"

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

"Well, do you want to try it?"

The two faced each other **** for tat, neither of them allowed to sleep, it was obvious that there had been a rift for a long time.

At this time, another student said: "Aiken, Professor Grindelwald agreed to Wallep's club, 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 even look back at the man, "You think what you saw Is it true? Idiot, use your brains?"

"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..." Many people's faces suddenly became ugly.

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

As the leader of the radical student faction in Nurmengard, Fabian Aiken can tolerate other things, but, a sorcerer wizard opens a magic club in this castle and recruits students?

funny!

His father is a sponsor of the French Wizarding Rights Protection Association. His father taught himself when he was in the fifth grade-the school is a small society, so attract people who are worth wooing, and those who are absolutely unreliable Go suppress!

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

Aiken has always carried out the ideas his father taught him, just like the true ideas of the French Wizarding Rights Protection Association-wizards are superior to others, but pure-blood wizards are even more noble!

In the process of liberating the rights and interests of wizards, hemp-born wizards are completely untrustworthy.

That Sean Wallop, Aiken has already inquired about the origin of the other party, and his parents are all stupid Muggles-this kind of person, even if he is talented, there is no point in wooing him.

And the magic club founded by this kind of person has no value worth joining, and he will not allow a force headed by a shaman 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 sent the owl to deliver the letter yesterday. My father happened to know several senior wizards who have been dealing with fire dragons for decades, and some of them have never appeared on the market at all. The information on the website will be sent to me soon—ha, you can come to me if you need it, shouldn’t classmates help each other?”

Then, Fabian Aiken left the scene with several people.

Those people who were eager to try the Golden Dawn hesitated at this moment.

The meaning of Fabian Aiken's words is obvious. If you don't join the Golden Dawn, you can get the detailed information of the fire dragon-of course, you can also get it after joining, but Aiken will definitely target it later.

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

Sean kept turning a piece of parchment in front of him into a ray, and would change back every time the opponent was flopping because of lack of water, so as to practice his transfiguration.

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

Of course, there must be no excitement in the classroom now. Many students from Hogwarts have already joined the club after leaving the back door. Today is mainly for the recruitment of Nurmengard students.

However, it had been a long time since the recruitment notice was posted on the notice board, and no one showed up at the door, which made Hermione a little unhappy.

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

"How could there be no one..." Hermione muttered, and she looked at Sean next to her, "Stop messing with that fish... No, don't mess with that parchment. Sean, aren't you in a hurry? ?”

"What's the rush?" Sean shrugged indifferently. He turned the parchment into a shield this time. On the shield was the Hogwarts emblem on top and the Nurmengard emblem on the bottom.

"Ha - tell me, how would the two principals feel when they saw this shield?" Sean said with a smile.

"It's not going to be in a good mood anyway," Hermione said angrily, "Sean, this is your club!"

"Okay, okay, what's the rush?" Sean took back his wand and leaned back on the chair leisurely, "Isn't this normal? I'm a Hogwarts student, only a second year, and, There must be a lot of people in Nurmengard who don't like me, and it's normal for no one to care about me—isn't this just in line with our review standards? It's better to be short than to be indiscriminate..."

"But you don't even have to pick, why do you prefer to lack rather than abuse?"

"That's a problem. Is my slogan not attractive enough? It's unscientific. My slogan is a hundred times more reliable than those fake big spaces in other clubs..."

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

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

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

The person who came was Hugo Barbarossa, a fourth-year Nurmengard student who had dueled with Shaun—no, Grindelwald pretending to be Shaun before.

"Student Barbarossa, welcome—but I'm not your president yet, you have to pass the review." Sean stood up and shook hands with the other party.

Having said that, but the other party's membership is almost certain, and Grindelwald pretended to bet with those people that day, and Sean already knew about it.

Grindelwald made this arrangement deliberately, which is tantamount to telling Sean that I have already found a few preliminary candidates for you.

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

Hugo has a straightforward personality, he didn't change his words, he still called 'President', and then accepted Hermione's membership review.

It has to be said that Sean was a little surprised by the opponent's strength.

Excellent proficiency in spells, and a huge source of magic power that is almost terrifying. This guy even scored 90 points in the general knowledge test of the wizarding world specially prepared 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 stuck in the Middle Ages~lightnovelpub.net~ and Hogwarts and Nurmengard obviously do not have Chinese classes, math classes, etc...

As a result, many wizards can be said to have no common sense in life. Sean is here to create a prototype of power, not to be a nanny.

And the sharp-sensing crooked demon Dave was hanging upside down under the table. Dave could not only detect the "deliciousness" of the opponent's brain, but also use biological instincts to judge the general strength of a wizard.

Sean also put a high-precision speculum in his pocket to ensure that the visitor 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 held out his hand.

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

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