The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

After arriving at the school, what awaited them was of course a welcome banquet, but this year's freshmen were considered lucky from some perspectives, because it wasn't just Hogwarts students who greeted them.

Grindelwald seemed to be more impatient than Dumbledore looked, and he knocked on the cup, making a crisp sound.

"Oh, pushy little old man..." Cyrus asked Stitch to help him grab a fried chicken leg, and looked at the smiling Principal Durmstrang on the stage, muttering unhappily.

Because of him, Hermione spent most of the summer studying, studying, studying!

No one could have imagined that feeling... Cyrus got home after dealing with SHD and the wizard's emigration, and it was late at night before Hermione dragged her tired body headlong into the bathroom.

Couldn't he have picked a better time?

"Some people... often say that Harry Potter is the 'savior of the world', I don't think so~" Grindelwald puffed up his chest, as if embracing every student present, "If I ask you, anyone who dares to stand The one who comes out is the real 'savior of the world'!"

A few words and a few words pushed the atmosphere to the top.

And Hermione looked at the smiling "Principal Durmstrang" on the stage, and Principal Dumbledore who was applauding helplessly, her eyes were shining charmingly.

It seems that every movement, look and posture of the other party must be engraved in the mind to observe.

Sitting next to Cyrus was Krum. He stretched his waist, and his bones made a series of sounds. It could be seen that the group of them had been specially trained by their "principal" during the summer vacation.

Dumbledore pulled twice, pulled Grindelwald to the seat, then stood up, and began the speech after the sorting.

"This year, in addition to the new students, we are very happy to welcome Professor Slughorn, who is my former colleague. He plans to resume his old job as a Potions professor." As soon as the words fell, the seal stood up with its belly out .

Potions professor? !

Isn't the potions professor Severus Snape!

"Old bat?" "Bat spirit!" Wayne and Cyrus raised their heads at the same time, and glanced at each other across a table of food, both of them looked very shocked.

"And this year's professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is our Professor Snape~" Dumbledore cleared his throat, and the amplified voice covered everyone's discussion.

"Why don't you continue to hire Professor Moody?"

Many people asked him so loudly.

Indeed, although Alatos Moody is usually crazy and suspicious, he never hides his secrets in teaching, and the Ministry of Magic can no longer control Hogwarts, why not continue to invite him?

Perhaps for the sake of calming down, Dumbledore quickly told them again:

Professor Moody has other tasks this year. During the special period, he will patrol around the Forbidden Forest and the campus.

Few people applauded sincerely. Except for those students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang who didn't know anything, there was very little applause at Hogwarts, but Snape didn't have any psychological pressure.

The smugness on his face is usually the unique emotion that will be shown after mocking Cyrus or punishing Harry.

"I think Cyrus can take the role..." Harry stared angrily at the teacher's table, and said through gritted teeth, "Now I'd rather believe that the legend of the curse is true, at least he only needs to teach me for one year!"

"As for?" asked a wizard from another school.

"You'll know when your Defense Against the Dark Arts public class starts." Ron was also filled with righteous indignation, usually only when he was fighting Malfoy.

Except for Slytherin who was a little happy, the other three long tables burst out with resentment that was about to lift the roof of the auditorium.

Dumbledore didn't continue to speak until everyone was completely quiet.

"Everyone here knows that now Voldemort and his entourage are making a comeback again, and their power is constantly expanding, but what I want to emphasize is not the old rotten rules, but..."

It's about everyone being vigilant and not going it alone if anything weird happens.

"Of course, the incident with Umbridge is over, so... Cyrus is the new student council president this year, and he and Granger will assist in the defense of the castle together!"

While Dumbledore was talking, he glanced around the students, and his eyes stayed on the Slytherin table for a second or two. You know, last semester, the 'Special Investigation Team' danced the most.

What surprised Cyrus was that Draco didn't laugh at the news that Snape got his wish.

Excessive silence, just after a quiet meal, he suspended the knife and fork in mid-air with his wand, and seemed to be uninterested in everything the Hogwarts headmaster said... or rather disgusted.

After snack time, it's time for a break.

Cyrus and Hermione were left alone as the new student council presidents.

After their respective deans celebrated their departure, they saw Principal Dumbledore arguing with Principal Durmstrang on the empty steps, and stopped again when they saw the two arriving.

Cyrus looked at Grindelwald defensively, and walked past Hermione.

"Take a good rest tonight, I will check your homework tomorrow..."

"Gellert!" Regardless of the presence of others, Dumbledore's face darkened, and he immediately stopped the other party.

"All right..."

Grindelwald's body rippled like a clear pool into which stones had been thrown. Accompanied by the squirming sounds of bones and muscles, his middle-aged face gradually became old, and his hair began to turn gray.

And Hermione subconsciously pulled out her wand, if Cyrus hadn't been prepared to grab her wrist...

"How...you already knew?!" Hermione lost her calm when she saw Cyrus who was calm beside her.

"uh-huh?"

"Then, you just looked at me, training with a dark wizard who should be locked up for the whole summer vacation?" She grabbed Cyrus' wrist with her backhand, staring at her and questioning, "Just...just like that. ..”

"But aren't you very happy, girl," Grindelwald said.

"The main reason is that you look too excited, and now you know it." Cyrus explained helplessly, "If it wasn't for me and Dumbledore's request, he didn't intend to be known by too many people."

But Cyrus knew that Hermione would settle this account with herself slowly.

Well, deep down, Cyrus is blaming Grindelwald again....

"I don't intend to hide anything from you. It is too complicated to explain this matter. I can only say that this is part of the plan... Besides, I can assure you that you can rest assured to learn from him"

Dumbledore pushed his half-moon glasses away from Grindelwald's defiant grin.

To be honest, even though he won the match between him and this old friend, he didn't have any joy of victory now, and Dumbledore didn't plan to have a match with his old friend.

"What do you think they taught you? It's just the tiniest part of my life"

Hermione gritted her teeth. She persisted in the tempering of most of the summer vacation. There is no reason to retreat now, out of trust in Cyrus, and Grindelwald is indeed teaching well...

The point is, she also needs that part of the power.

Who is Grindelwald?The number one dark wizard in the world back then, he knew better than anyone else in the field of black magic. To deal with the coming dark forces, Hermione needed relative means.

In order to defeat the dark wizard, it is natural to be stronger in the field of black magic that the other party is familiar with.

"You know, one more person who knows means more risk," Grindelwald warned Dumbledore.

"Now, there are no outsiders here in front of you!"

Seeing that Cyrus' blue eyes also stared over, Grindelwald waved his sleeves angrily and left the hall.

"Well, in addition to these, there are some things... about your office." Dumbledore handed the two of them a key, "on the eighth floor, the classroom next to your club, I don't care if you dress up."

Seeing that the two were eager to try, he raised his mouth again: "Not tonight, now go back and rest honestly!"

This year is the sixth grade.

And they finally got their wish and got an office of their own.

"It's unbelievable, I actually learned from a famous dark wizard..." Hermione beat him lightly, which was his punishment for deliberately watching his own jokes, "Why didn't you say it sooner! Didn't you say it sooner!"

"Hmm... so what do you think?"

"not bad..."