The noisy auditorium suddenly calmed down, and the students naturally knew the official organization that had recently been in full swing.

"People from the United Wizards Guard...what are they doing here..." There was a low whisper.

"That's Mr. Bata, why did they stun the guards of our school..."

"Don't be stupid, the guards are definitely here to arrest people, but this battle is too exaggerated, it takes so many wizards to arrest someone..."

The student who said this was stunned for a moment, and the surrounding students also cast their gazes over.

Immediately afterwards, everyone couldn't help looking at the head of the professor's long table, where their headmaster, the founder of Nurmengard, and one of the greatest wizards in the world today sat.

Gellert Grindelwald.

Marshall did not let the students leave the auditorium first, she stood in front of the **** and looked directly at Grindelwald.

"Mr. Grindelwald, we have some old cases that require you to go back and cooperate with our investigation, can you?"

With a flat tone, it seemed that he was really just asking for a little help.

But even a first-year student knows that something big is going to happen today.

Grindelwald leaned back on the back of the chair comfortably. He first motioned the professors around him to sit back in their original positions, and then dug a spoonful of the pudding in front of him. After tasting it carefully, he said slowly: "Numergarde official Busy, please go back."

The eyes of the middle-aged witch flickered a few times, she took half a step forward, and raised her right hand hidden under the robe slightly: "Mr. Grindelwald, I respect your contributions to the wizarding world over the years. In front of the children, don't..."

Grindelwald interrupted each other with a wave of his hand: "You people, it's still the same."

The members of the guard tensed up the moment Grindelwald waved his hand, and even some impatient young wizards had already pulled out their wands.

Marshall did not blame the heavily breathing team members behind her, she raised her wand: "Gellert Grindelwald, there is evidence that you began secretly planning terrorist operations after 1900, and within the next forty years, You and your followers have committed numerous crimes, and you have unleashed multiple crime waves in the United States and Europe, including uncountable murders..."

Marshall's words caused an uproar in the auditorium. Whether it was Nurmengard or Hogwarts students, they all looked at Grindelwald in disbelief.

In their eyes, the founder and headmaster of Nurmengard is a great wizard with great personality and charm. Although his education method is strict, or strict, no one can question his teaching level.

For so many years, all the students who were born in the wizarding society grew up listening to the headmaster's deeds. In the eyes of them, their parents and even grandparents, Grindelwald is powerful and charming, strict but fair.

Nurmengard has sent many outstanding talents to the whole of Europe and even the entire wizarding world, and the Wizarding Reform Association founded by Grindelwald has also effectively won the due rights of many wizards, especially half-blood wizards.

If you select the great figures who changed the wizarding world in the twentieth century, Gellert Grindelwald must be among the best.

And it is such a wizard who is almost believed by the students of Nurmengard... The head of the guard said that he was the leader of a terrorist organization in the early years?

Even though the United Wizards' Guard has recently gained a considerable reputation, the first thought that popped up among the students was: You are talking nonsense.

Someone stood up from his position all of a sudden. Sean knew the other person. It was the Ray Pena who had played against him and performed well.

"Ma'am, this is impossible—I have always trusted the Wizards United Guard, and Professor Grindelwald is my role model. I think you must have made a mistake." He kept his words as calm as possible, but trembling The corners of his eyes still betrayed his shocked heart.

Marshall glanced at the other party, and said coldly: "Our United Wizards Guard will never wrong any wizard, especially a great person like Mr. Grindelwald. But the current testimony all points to him, the witness who witnessed the incident back then They are also highly respected wizards, and as an official organization, we must be responsible for this."

She turned her head and looked at Grindelwald again: "Sir, please cooperate with us to go back and investigate again. If there is any problem, we will hold accountable the wizard who provided false testimony, and at the same time, I will publicly apologize to you."

Before Grindelwald could speak, another senior student stood up: "What about the evidence?! Are you going to arrest our principal with just one mouth?! The United Wizards Guard, right? You know what's wrong with you! Is it true that there is no one in Nurmengard now?!"

"That's right, why?!"

"We can't let them take Mr. Principal away!"

The boy's words were extremely provocative, coupled with the few students who echoed, a few words aroused the anger of the students. Regardless of the sense of honor they have always had for the school or the passion in their bones, the students of Nurmengard stood up in unison.

The scene suddenly became tense.

"Sean, how could this be..." Hermione whispered to the young man beside her on the slightly silent Hogwarts long table.

Sean didn't answer, his eyes were fixed, and after glancing at the few students who took the lead just now and remembering their faces, he calmly looked into the arena again.

Because he knew that what Marshall said was true... Grindelwald was the original Dark Lord who made North America and Europe fearful!

He changed his mind after the prophecy, he and Dumbledore reached a reconciliation, and he may have reached some kind of agreement with the high-level wizarding world at the time, but in any case, what he did back then will not change.

Sean didn't know the inside story back then, but he knew that Grindelwald had been restricted for so many years. Whether it was Nurmengard's school board or the political organization of the wizarding world, they had been suppressing Grindelwald. fertile.

Just like what happened to Dumbledore.

But he also confirmed another point, if Grindelwald really made countless insane attacks that year, then today's decision will not be like this.

It must be that the situation was not completely out of control back then, and the wizarding world did not lose much power in the hands of Grindelwald, otherwise, even if Grindelwald wanted to be a principal with peace of mind, no one would agree.

But today, the United Wizards Guard brought up the old story again... That proves one thing, among the several parties who reached a certain agreement back then, one of them must have regretted it.

They were aiming at Grindelwald, but the purpose is not yet known.

Moreover, in the eyes of all the students, once the truth of the matter is fully revealed, Grindelwald's accumulated reputation will disappear overnight.

Sean looked at Grindelwald, who hadn't spoken much. He couldn't see any expression on his face that could express his heart. He was just watching all this quietly.

But Sean knew that a terrifying wave had already set off under the calm lake.

This man, this old wizard, has never changed. He is still the unruly, arrogant and unruly Dark Lord.

rule? There is no such word as rules in Grindelwald's dictionary!

I'm afraid something big will happen today... Sean stretched out his hand and squeezed the arms of Hermione and Daisy. He gave them a look and told them to stand behind him.

If there was a real fight, he would take the two of them away without saying a word.

The aisle in the middle of the auditorium is like a fragile solid glass tube. Grindelwald and the United Wizards Guard looked at each other strangely. They seemed to be waiting, waiting for the shattering in front of them.

The enthusiastic students did not have much impact. The confrontation represents the pinnacle of the wizarding world today. One is one of the most powerful wizards in the world, and the other is a violent official organization. The protests of the students cannot represent wearing something.

Marshall's wand arm didn't waver at all, and she let out the breath she held in her lungs, and the tremor in her chest flickered away.

"Mr. Grindelwald, just like what the kid said just now, do you need evidence to go with us?"

Grindelwald didn't speak, he casually shook the wine glass in his hand, as if waiting for something.

Sean was also waiting. He didn't believe that Dumbledore didn't know about such a big thing. Even if the other party concealed the time of action, it was very easy to rush over with Dumbledore's ability, not to mention that there was James in the guards. As for Tom and Sirius, they are die-hard supporters of Dumbledore, and Dumbledore must have received the news.

In the tense confrontation and the noise of the students, the silent Grindelwald is particularly special.

In many situations, silence often represents an acknowledgment—the voices of the students who have been protesting have been getting quieter.

"Professor, Professor Grindelwald, you, you..." Some unwilling students boldly spoke.

Grindelwald still glanced at the other party with his usual expression, and he finally spoke: "All professors, take the children back to sleep."

There was no strength or even a soft attitude, but the students looked at each other, and finally stood up.

The professors wanted to say something, but they obediently shut their mouths under Grindelwald's eyes.

In Nurmengard, Grindelwald's words are the norm.

On the side of the guards, the people around Marshall gently touched their leader, and said in a whisper that only the two of them could hear: "Do you want to stop it..."

Marshall shook his head invisibly.

Hermione tugged at Sean's sleeve: "Shall we go back first?"

If the students were not there, the situation would naturally improve a lot, but the other party obviously came prepared... Sean stared at the students who stood up and spoke at the first time, and naturally lowered his arms, with his cuffs facing the ground.

The attention of the guards was highly concentrated on Grindelwald and the professor beside him. Under such circumstances, no one noticed the shadow of a winged snake that was smaller than an earthworm along the ground. Swimming fast, it still held a shiny silver needle in its mouth.

The students all stood up and left their seats. The scene was slightly chaotic. At this moment, the violent boy who stood up after Rai Pena suddenly stood on the table.

He stepped on the stool with one foot, and was just about to stand up to the height in one go and shout out what he wanted to say, when suddenly, a huge sense of dizziness hit him, and his body, which was originally tense due to nervousness, suddenly disappeared. strength.

"Boom." The boy fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Everyone's eyes moved over, the dizzy boy's eyes turned white, blood was spreading on his forehead due to the impact when he fell down, he looked as if he was dead.

Grindelwald glanced casually and then ordered: "Someone take him to the infirmary."

The small episode did not affect the students' departure, only Marshall's eyes became more serious.

Nadja nimbly got back into Sean's sleeve, the silver needle it was holding was coated with concentrated live **** decoction, of course, this dose cannot achieve the effect of oral administration, but it makes people unconscious There's nothing wrong with falling asleep for an hour.

Sean breathed a sigh of relief. He could probably guess what the other party wanted to say. It was nothing more than encouraging the students to stay. Grindelwald would be greatly restrained by then.

However, this kind of task not only needs to consider confidentiality, but also involves Grindelwald's eyes. It should not be more than one person...

Sean glanced at Grindelwald, ready to leave with Hermione and Daisy, this was the only thing he could do, even if he stayed here, it would only add to the burden.

only…

In Nurmengard's team, Fabian Aiken saw the fainted boy, his chest heaved violently. He thought of the moment when he was hung from the ceiling, and of his father's bare left hand.

He has heard about this plan. Of course, the dirty work of encouraging students to stay will naturally not be handed over to the young master of the Aiken family—it’s just that the idiot who was in charge of doing this was actually killed in advance...

Fabian Aiken's breathing became heavy. He secretly glanced at Grindelwald, and then firmly grasped his trembling hand.

"I said I'd get my revenge..." He took a deep breath, then stood up abruptly on the table.

"We can't just leave like this! We Nurmengard students will never allow our principal to be slandered! We want to watch you people who turn black and white leave in despair!"

His eyes were red, and he looked at Grindelwald in grief~lightnovelpub.net~ and shouted: "Professor, we know you are definitely not this kind of person, we will definitely stay and support you!"

The students who were originally reluctant to leave were suddenly encouraged, and their respect for Grindelwald turned into a young man's blood. The students felt extremely proud when they thought that they had disobeyed the principal's order in order to support him.

The students who were about to leave stopped, and all waved their fists and looked at Grindelwald.

"Dog's acting skills are pretty good..." Sean lowered his eyelids, hiding the anger in his eyes.

The scene became noisy, but it was not Grindelwald's order to stop the shouting.

Someone came in from the entrance of the auditorium.

He was carrying an old leather suitcase, his back was bent, and he had an awkward and inexplicably stiff expression on his face.

"Professor Scamander..." Sean murmured.

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