The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

As soon as these words came out, the innocent and lovely children's eyes widened.

They all understand the meaning of Olympus, nothing more than let them duel with the fire dragon!

The news quickly spread throughout the small house, some people cried for their father and mother, and some people wrote suicide notes.

Of course, there are some Muggle-born children who don't know what a fire dragon is. When they asked other students, they cried even worse.

There was even a big clever who took a girl's hand and confessed his love to her.

Orlynworth was taken aback by the sight.

He suddenly felt that his snacks were about to go into Lao Deng's mouth.

It is estimated that Old Deng will abduct all his snacks on the grounds that he scares his new classmates...

Several other students fainted from fright on the spot. Cedric beside him was still calm and was discussing countermeasures with the shy brown-haired kid.

This kid knew a lot about magical animals, and soon he and Cedric made a series of plans based on the characteristics of fire dragons.

Even Orlynworth, who was watching from the side, was a little shocked.

Because the child said that he wanted to raise a fire dragon since he was a child...

He has always wanted to see what a fire dragon looks like...

If it weren't for the child's size, Orlynworth would have suspected that it was Hagrid's baby.

Tsk tsk tsk... This mentality is quite stable.

The door opened.

Professor McGonagall, standing at the door, looked at this scene that she would never forget, and was messed up in the wind alone.

Several young wizards protested loudly: "Why am I not a Squib?! Why am I not a Muggle?! Why should I be a wizard?! Rather I am a Muggle or a Squib! I want to go home!"

Then they hugged each other and cried.

Olynworth suddenly felt that after being sorted, he would be beaten by these classmates...

Orlynworth stared blankly at these children, only thinking that he had already thought out the title of tomorrow's "Daily Prophet" for Rita Skeeter...

"Dumbledore's son, the Moran who blew up 26 streets, actually triggered a riot of freshmen that has never been seen in the history of Hogwarts!"What is his intention? "

Oh my gosh!

That would be horrible!

And the emergence of this topic is already a certainty.

As for why?

He glanced at the freshmen and walked decisively into the auditorium.

10 minutes passed.

Now the students working in these auditoriums are already talking about it, asking why the freshmen haven't come yet.

Last year's Orlynworth just frightened the first-year students a little, and they recovered in 5 minutes.

But half an hour has passed, and everyone is very strange.

At this time, the culprit of this incident, Orlynworth, was on the bed in the dormitory, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly he turned his head and looked playfully at his brown desk.

There are several alchemy notes and some alchemy materials on the desk.

If others saw this scene, they must think that he was just reading or looking at the few alchemy materials on the desk.

But it wasn't those things he was looking at.

He stood up slowly and smiled at the desk.

A small beetle was parked on his alchemy notes and alchemy materials. The small beetle was on his alchemy notes, just like an ordinary, harmless little beetle.

"Ms. Rita Skeeter, welcome to my bedroom." Orlynworth looked at the little beetle with a smile.