The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Oliverth: "????"

how?This guy also regarded Dumbledore as a trafficker for him?

He quickly made a video with his memory just now and sent it to Dumbledore.

In the barn at this time, Grindelwald impatiently picked up his blueberry phone.

"Damn! Let me see who sent it, is it the goat?!"

"Come on, Gail, he's my younger brother." Albus said this sentence with a speechless face that he had said more than 100 times in his life...

The last time he was so speechless was the last time.

"...It's not the goat kid, it's Orlingworth, a video...Damn! How can this troll..." Grindelwald looked at the content of the video and felt that the whole person was not calm.

"Troll? Who?" Dumbledore blinked, raised his hand to straighten his clothes casually, and glanced at the phone screen curiously.

"I have to say that in some respects, this Lockhart is indeed a bit talented, such as bragging." Grindelwald said with a gloomy face.

"Emm...Although this is the case, when he came to me to apply for the job, I was indeed looking through his book." Dumbledore thought for a while, and said helplessly.

"Ah?" Grindelwald looked at him in a daze, then threw himself on him with aggrieved expression, and handed him a book.

"Okay, that Scamander has a new book, you can read it right away, and Lockhart has a new book, you will read it, why haven't you read the "Mysteries of the Dark Arts" I wrote?!"

Grindelwald pouted and gritted out the words of Scamander, startling Dumbledore.

"Hmm..." Dumbledore casually picked up the book and flipped through it, then handed it to Grindelwald.

Grindelwald: "..."

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"This Lockhart is even greasy than that Puxin Brain Tonic Emperor Hulk. Although he looks good, he can be regarded as a handsome old man..." Orlynworth complained mercilessly.

get out of class has ended.

Olynworth looked at the questionnaire in his hand, and almost threw those papers into the fire, okay!There was no fire around them.

He really couldn't think of a person who could be trusted to such a degree.

He sighed, and filled the blanks with shit-yellow shit and invincible colored spiral farts.

Very good, now he has finished the homework of Defense Against the Dark Arts!

Yan Zeyue was more perfunctory than him, directly filling in every blank with a circle, and some even filled in the top five digits of pi.

Ode... I heard that it seemed to be burned directly.

Xiaomeng looked at the questionnaire in front of her with a dazed expression. She only transferred to this school this semester, but unlike other students, she was a sophomore when she first came in, and she probably had the same relationship with Dumbledore. Very well negotiated.

"No, I remember that Quirrell was not that bad last semester!" Xiaomeng directly stuffed the questionnaire about Lockhart's various information to Draco who was sitting on her left.

"Hey, help me do it, and give it to me during the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Xiaomeng is still very serious about these homework, but she didn't directly burn it with fierce fire like a certain former school bully.

"I can only say one thing! Sister Can is still your Sister Can." Olynworth looked at the questionnaire in front of him that was directly burned to ashes.