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Gellert Grindelwald.

The old man with a wild smile stepped firmly on the grass, with his hands behind his back, he greeted everyone calmly and happily.

Sean's eyes widened for a moment, Grindelwald? !

Isn't he still under the invisibility cloak on Huxin Island?

Moreover, the current principal of Nurmengard is Vita Rozier. Although the change of the principal was caused by external factors, the position of the principal has indeed changed. necessary feeling...

However, it was only a moment of daze, and Sean immediately thought that, just like before, Grindelwald, as the chairman of the International Federation of Wizards, was unable to be present in person due to ulterior reasons, so his saints often took the compound The decoction is temporarily impersonated, and Sean has done this kind of thing before.

The Grindelwald in front of him should not be himself...

Nurmengard's shocking appearance made the students of Hogwarts stunned for a moment, and it wasn't until Dumbledore walked forward that they applauded belatedly.

"Oh, hahahaha, Albus, my old friend." Grindelwald had a happy smile on his face.

"Gellert, I thought you wouldn't come." Dumbledore also greeted the other party with a smile.

Like an old friend I haven't seen for a long time.

Sean, who was watching from behind, even felt unreal for a while. Since that night in Paris, Grindelwald and Dumbledore have almost broken up.

Grindelwald was extremely dissatisfied with the fact that Dumbledore didn't trust him but went to cooperate with the returnees, and he didn't even want to listen to Sean's analysis.

And Dumbledore also seems to have the source of distrust of Grindelwald-the terrible truth hidden behind the blood alliance.

The grievances and hatred between the two old men, let alone Xiao En, an outsider, Xiao En suspects that both of them can't figure it out.

So, when the two greeted each other so warmly, Sean didn't know how to describe his mood for a while.

However, it was this greeting that made Sean sure that the Grindelwald in front of him was not himself.

The will of the world still needs to be concealed, Grindelwald will not walk out of the island in the middle of the lake, and Grindelwald in front of him greets Dumbledore enthusiastically, but always with an unnatural feeling.

Only people who are very familiar with him like Sean or Dumbledore can notice it.

Another person who could also detect it came forward, and it was Nurmengard's current principal, Vita Rozier.

"Professor Rozier, long time no see, how are you?" Dumbledore greeted equally warmly.

Vita Rozier smiled back: "Very good, thank you for your concern, Professor Dumbledore."

"This is?" Dumbledore raised his doubts in a timely manner. It seemed that he didn't know that Grindelwald would come.

Professor Rozier explained with a smile: "Mr. Chairman thinks that such a grand event as the Four-wild Tournament is not only a matter of each magic school and the Ministry of Magic of each country, but also the International Federation of Wizards should pay more attention. In fact, he is the The chief referee of the sub-jury."

Dumbledore laughed: "Gellert, the temporary change of personnel really caught me off guard."

"Albus, you are really joking—the Four-wizard Tournament is so important, as the newly appointed chairman, of course I have to take care of it—wouldn't it be causing you trouble?"

"Of course not, Gellert."

"That's good, that's good, but I still have to apologize. As the chief referee, I shouldn't be on Nurmengard's team, but—after all, I am the former headmaster of Nurmengard. The school has deep feelings, and I hope you can forgive my little selfishness. Of course, don’t worry, I will judge fairly.”

"Of course it's not something I have to worry about—hahaha, welcome, welcome to come with Nurmengard's team—"

After the simple exchange of greetings, under Professor Rozier's gesture, Nurmengard's students stepped forward.

It was still the same as what I saw before, everyone stood upright, and the high-necked windbreakers and standard boots were meticulous.

Sean tilted his head and looked over, just in time to meet the eyes of a little fat man.

It was Hugo Barbarossa, one of the original members of the Golden Dawn and Shaun's suspected candidate for gluttony.

Except for the distance contact with the Golden Dawn badge, he and several members of the Golden Dawn in Nurmengard have never met. After a few years, the already amazing Hugo has completely developed into a huge bucket, soft and soft. His blond hair stuck to his head like ears of wheat on a wine barrel cork.

Hugo also saw Sean, and he still maintained a straight posture, although his figure looked a little funny—he blinked quietly at Sean as a greeting.

Sean also smiled and waved his hands, and then he saw other members of the Golden Dawn, Yin En Taiqi, a master of confusion spells who likes top hats and loves to collect playing cards, the other party is used to blinking frequently after seeing Sean His eyes blinked faster—he seemed to be expressing his excitement in this way.

Savannah Minsk, who comes from a family of Russian brokers, is now in the sixth grade. She put on a pair of glasses and looked wise and confident.

Another Patricia De Lanzaar is also on the team, this **** hot girl is a good shapeshifter, and quite aggressive - after seeing Sean, she boldly threw a wink .

Sean smiled helplessly and waved his hands. He has always had nothing to do with Patricia. When the couple contacted remotely through the badge, this girl often spoke surprisingly.

In addition to the members of the Golden Dawn, Sean also met several familiar faces, including Morgens Daniels, the president of the Nurmengard Student Union who enrolled with Sean during the summer vacation.

Standing right in front of the team, Daniels seems to be a popular candidate for the Nurmengard Warriors this time.

All the personnel from the three schools arrived at Hogwarts, and the welcome party came to an end for now. The Hogwarts students all returned to the auditorium to discuss what they had seen and heard, while the guests who came from afar needed to make some adjustments.

After half an hour of quarreling, Dumbledore tapped his wine glass lightly.

"Quiet, everyone—"

When there was no sound in the auditorium, he clapped his hands lightly: "Let us welcome guests from afar—"

Amid thunderous applause, Dumbledore yelled, "Beauxbatons!"

The door of the auditorium opened, and Beauxbaton's students who put on their uniforms entered in a single file. No matter men or women, they all had confident and soft smiles on their faces.

The silver light fell, and Furong's younger sister, Gabriel, danced lightly and came to the front.

Accompanied by the dance, each of Beauxbaton's students jumped forward in small steps, and silver butterflies flew out of their uniforms and gathered in front of Gabrielle.

The silver light converged, and when everyone reached their positions, Gabriel's graceful jump caused the silver light to explode, and Beauxbaton's school emblem appeared in midair in the auditorium.

Amid the cheers and applause, Dumbledore continued to shout: "Durmstrang!"

"Winter!" The sound of canes tapping the ground was the first signal of Durmstrang's appearance.

They were wearing fur coats, but their chests were open, and each was looking straight ahead.

"Roar—" In the unknown syllables, they struck the ground with a rhythm similar to a war dance, while striding towards the auditorium.

The canes smashed sparks on the slate bricks, and the huge sense of oppression was a greeting from Durmstrang. They walked forward with low growls, and then stood still abruptly.

A student took out his wand and raised it to his lips. With a sudden blow, the flames spiraled up into the air, severely smashing Beauxbaton's school emblem, and the symbol belonging to Durmstrang danced violently in the air.

"Numengard!"

There was no extra sound, no extra movement, the elites of Nurmengard walked in two rows.

Their movements were in unison, except for the sound of boots hitting the ground, there was no other movement, only an imposing manner and supercilious self-confidence.

As they walked forward, they attracted their own magic power. Everyone present could feel that a huge magic power was rapidly forming in the auditorium.

Durmstrang's badge trembles.

"Shua—" a uniform voice fell, and the flame emblem in midair wailed and dissipated, but the flame did not disappear, but was absorbed by the huge magic power.

Then, the magic power suddenly exploded.

The flame was endowed with new magic power, it turned into a golden-red fire ball and hit the wall, and then spun rapidly.

The entire auditorium was surrounded by golden-red flames. Daniels walked out of the team and raised his wand indifferently and waved lightly—the golden-red flames that illuminated the entire auditorium were split into two pieces.

The roar of the dragon and the cry of the phoenix sounded together, and the golden red flame quickly returned to its place.

The symbol of the Deathly Hallows emerged, surrounded by fire dragons and phoenixes.

Dumbledore clapped his hands.

"Welcome, welcome Beauxbatons, Durmstrang and the warriors of Nurmengard, welcome to Hogwarts!"

There was thunderous applause.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and - especially - honored guests," said Dumbledore, looking at the foreign students with a smile, "it is with great joy that I welcome you to Honolulu Gwartz. I hope and trust that you will be comfortable and happy here."

"The Tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet," said Dumbledore. "I invite you all to enjoy the food as much as you like in your own home!"

Dumbledore sat down, surrounded by Grindelwald and Karkaroff. Sean saw that Karkaroff seemed to want to go up and talk, but when Grindelwald didn't move, he didn't seem to dare.

And beside the teacher's long table, there were still two empty chairs, as if they were waiting for someone to come in.

"Interesting..." Sean chuckled lightly.

A mountain of food appeared on the plate, and the students all ate it up.

Halfway through the meal, the atmosphere in the auditorium became lively, with people from other schools rushing around to talk and discuss from time to time.

"Hey, Sean, did you see that pair of sisters?" Fred and George came together at some point.

Sean raised his eyebrows: "Well, what's wrong?"

Fred gave a nasty grin. "The boys are all obsessed with it, especially our stupid brother—"

Sean looked in the direction Fred was pointing at, and sure enough, Ron was looking at Fleur obsessively.

"Stupid boy," George sneered, "I've inquired about it. The older one is Fleur Delacour, and the younger one is her sister Gabrielle. Both of them have Veela bloodlines."

"Obviously, but you two aren't obsessed?" Sean teased.

The twin gave him a surprised look, like Sean had said something terrible.

"Don't be stupid, buddy, although Beauxbatons has beautiful women, Durmstrang has Krum, Viktor Krum!"

"Okay—" Shawn shrugged, ignoring Krum's appeal to Quidditch fanatics.

Hermione on the side frowned: "It's a bit strange, I read the introduction of the Bulgarian Quidditch national team, and Krum is indeed a good Seeker for them, but according to the official information, he should have graduated in the first half of the year That's right."

"Oh? Krum is now an eighth grader?" Sean asked curiously.

"According to the data, this is the case."

"That's it..." Sean looked at Krum, then at Fleur, so according to Hermione, Fleur should also be an "eighth grader"?

The two who were supposed to graduate participated in this semi-finals competition as current students. It seems that Beauxbaton and Durmstrang are a little out of touch...

I don't know how Dumbledore and Rozier agreed.

While talking, Fred suddenly shouted: "Look, there is another person, is it from the Ministry of Magic?"

Sean heard the words and looked, a man and a woman came in one after the other, Dumbledore stood up and greeted them.

During the period, Grindelwald turned his head leisurely, and Sean saw that the two people from the Ministry of Magic had obvious backing movements.

Everyone is well aware of their identity... Xiao En secretly smiled.

When the dinner was over, Dumbledore stood up.

"Please allow me to introduce two new guests to you, Amelia Burns, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic—" The woman with a stern face stood up and nodded~www.mtlnovel .com~ received a burst of applause.

"This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of Sports and Sports at the Ministry of Magic."

The applause for Mr. Bagman was obviously much warmer, but it was limited to this.

Hogwarts students are not impressed with the Ministry of Magic these days - thanks Umbridge.

Under Dumbledore's signal, Filch carried a box forward with a grunt.

"As you already know, there will be twelve warriors participating in the competition," Dumbledore continued calmly, "every three represent a participating school. We will grade them according to the quality of each event they complete, three At the end of each event, the team with the highest score wins. It is an impartial selector who selects the warriors, and it is the Goblet of Fire."

Having said this, Dumbledore drew out his wand and tapped three times on the lid of the box. The lid creaked slowly open.

He reached in and pulled out a large, rough-hewn wooden goblet. The cup itself was inconspicuous, but it was filled with dancing blue and white flames.