Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil

Just as Leif and Alphard were discussing how to prepare the evidence.

A large group of new students walked in from outside the hall.

As the new students entered, the buzzing discussions in the hall gradually quieted down.

On the faculty table, the professors had basically all arrived…

However, Headmaster Dippet was not there; the headmaster's seat in the middle was empty.

Dumbledore was sitting upright in the seat next to it, looking at the somewhat uneasy new students with a gentle gaze.

Tonight, it was Professor McGonagall, not Dumbledore, who went to greet the new students.

"Is Headmaster Dippet planning to hand over the position of headmaster to Dumbledore?" Tom also noticed this abrupt scene, and quietly asked Leif next to him.

"Not necessarily," Leif said, "These two people, one in the open and one in the dark, can better deal with Grindelwald's little tricks."

Tom nodded; what Leif said made sense.

Headmaster Dippet is the official headmaster of Hogwarts.

Tom had heard a legend about the headmaster of Hogwarts.

The official headmaster of this castle has many unknown privileges in this castle.

In other words, if Headmaster Dippet wants to hide in the castle, even Grindelwald will find it difficult to detect him.

In this way, with Headmaster Dippet in the dark and Dumbledore in the open, it is indeed a very good arrangement.

At this moment, Leif's gaze fell on a small new student in the new student team.

His height, even among the eleven-year-old new students, was extremely short… He could only reach their waists…

Moreover, his appearance reminded Leif of the goblins of Gringotts.

Leif raised his eyebrows; could this be the future Professor Flitwick?

However, a Hogwarts student with goblin blood should be only him.

"That person…" Tom frowned.

"That's definitely a talent, Tom," Leif said with a smile.

"How do you know?"

"When you duel a wizard who is less than half your height, what will you do?" Leif asked.

Tom lowered his head and thought for a moment, "I would feel very awkward… Hiss… Is that why!"

"Not entirely; he is likely a mixed-blood of wizards and other races… Most of these people are naturally gifted. Generally, they are not too ordinary," Leif said.

"Understood, I know what to do," Tom said tacitly.

Leif had said that he was a talent, what else needed to be said?

Win him over! Win him over fiercely!

"Remember to be polite…"

"Don't worry, the Mutual Aid Society never engages in discrimination; I know that."

At this time, little Flitwick was also curiously looking around, his eyes full of excitement and anticipation.

As for the strange gazes that others cast on him… he was already used to it and didn't care.

He came to Hogwarts only to seek knowledge!

Leif noticed that little Flitwick and Dumbledore nodded to each other in greeting.

In other words, these two should know each other…

That's right; in the wizarding world, wizards are extremely wary of goblins and even legislate to prohibit goblins from using wands.

However, this also reflects one point… that is, Headmaster Dippet has indeed handed over most of the affairs to Dumbledore.

At least, he did not object to these decisions of Dumbledore.

Otherwise, Flitwick would still not be able to enroll.

As the Sorting Hat finished singing with its wide mouth…

The Sorting Ceremony began under the direction of Professor McGonagall.

Leif felt very fortunate; if there were no accidents, this should be the first time Professor McGonagall presided over the Sorting Ceremony…

It seems that starting this year, hosting the Sorting Ceremony is her job.

"Now, the new students whose names are called, please come to this stool and put on the Sorting Hat…" Professor McGonagall unfolded a roll of parchment, explaining the rules of sorting.

However, before she could finish speaking, the doors of Hogwarts Castle were pushed open.

Everyone's eyes turned to the entrance…

Grindelwald, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walked in alone from the door.

The buzzing discussions that had been in the hall suddenly stopped the moment they saw him.

For a time, the entire hall was so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping…

The professors on the faculty table all stood up warily.

Professor Slughorn even drew his wand.

Professor McGonagall didn't even notice that the parchment in her hand had fallen to the ground.

"Sorry, I'm late," Grindelwald walked quickly towards the faculty table as if he were familiar with the place, as if he didn't see everyone's reaction. "The Ministry was quite busy today…"

The new students who were originally queuing in the middle couldn't help but take a step back when they saw him approaching.

"No one stipulated that you must come today…" Dumbledore said coldly. "In fact, we didn't expect you to show up tonight!"

According to the date on the notice, Grindelwald should have come to Hogwarts the next day; no one expected him to appear now.

Now it seems that some arrangements that Headmaster Dippet originally wanted to complete tonight may have lost their due effect…

At this time, Grindelwald had arrived in front of the faculty table.

"Where is my seat? The one in the middle wouldn't be the one you left for me, would it?"

"Since we did not receive prior notice, we did not prepare a seat for you, and the seat in the middle belongs to Headmaster Dippet," Dumbledore frowned.

"Ah… that's my problem. Since that's the case… then I'll sit with the students," Grindelwald said, turning to look at the Slytherin table.

This excited the students from the pure-blood families!

"Sir! Sit here with us!" Walburga said excitedly.

Many pure-blood students stood up, giving up the seats next to them.

However, Grindelwald didn't even look at them; instead, he came directly to Leif and Tom.

"May I sit here with you?" Grindelwald said politely.

Those pure-blood students were immediately dumbfounded…

They were relying on Grindelwald's power to become arrogant again.

When they saw Grindelwald coming over, they originally thought that Grindelwald would definitely come to their side.

But…

Walburga glared at Leif and his group resentfully.

Why? We have clearly joined Grindelwald; why doesn't he even look at us!

…

At this time, the students on Leif's side looked at Grindelwald and were somewhat恍惚 for a moment.

Who would have thought that such a polite, elegant gentleman would actually be a brutal dark wizard?

And… no one expected that they would actually choose to sit here!

Tom looked at Grindelwald, who was so close, and his nerves were tense…

Among everyone present, he was the most nervous and afraid.

Last year… Grindelwald pointed his wand at his throat and almost killed him!

At that time… Avada Kedavra was halfway through!

If he hadn't squeezed the dung bomb in his pocket in time, Tom… his grave would be three feet tall now!

Leif patted Tom on the shoulder, signaling him to relax.

"Of course… if you don't mind," Leif said calmly.

Alphard quickly stood up and made way for a seat.

"Thank you," Grindelwald thanked Alphard and sat down directly.

All of this happened a little too quickly, so quickly that even Dumbledore didn't have time to stop it…

This guy actually ran to sit with Leif! This won't do!

"You don't need to sit in a student's seat; we can add a seat for you…" Dumbledore said quickly.

But… his reaction was ultimately too slow.

"Thank you very much, but… I like being with the students," Grindelwald said with a smile. "Albus, shouldn't you introduce me to everyone?"

Dumbledore looked at him deeply, and after a long while, he said word by word: "This… is Gellert Grindelwald, the special investigator sent by the Ministry of Magic to Hogwarts, and also the Director of the Department of Education of the Ministry of Magic… He has come to Hogwarts specifically to inspect the education reform work…"

Grindelwald stood up, bowed to everyone with a smile, as if there was thunderous applause on the scene.

But in fact, the hall was silent…

Even those pure-blood students whose families had joined him were silent.

Grindelwald sat down again on his own, "Don't mind me; please continue the Sorting Ceremony."

Everyone looked at each other; Professor McGonagall had no choice but to look at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded to her, and then Professor McGonagall picked up the parchment from the ground again.

"Students whose names are called, please come forward…"

"Susannah Bones…" Professor McGonagall read the first name.

…

Over there, the Sorting Ceremony was in progress, while over here, Grindelwald suddenly said softly to Leif: "The method you had Annie relay to me is indeed very good… although the price is a little high…"

Leif didn't know what to say; the key was that Dumbledore was staring at them firmly at this moment… It seemed that it was not appropriate for him to say anything, so he pretended not to hear.

But Grindelwald didn't care at all whether Leif responded or not; he continued to say on his own: "However, all of this is worth it… I don't know if you understand that feeling… I just like to see him frustrated and wanting to kill me but unable to do anything… In the past, the one who was frustrated was always me, but now, with your method, the offense and defense have changed… Hmm? Why aren't you talking? Perhaps you can give me some more suggestions…"

Under the gaze of two great wizards, Leif said with a surprised expression: "Ah? Were you talking to me just now?"