The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Even though they had made psychological preparations along the way, the students still whispered and looked at Grindelwald with defensive eyes.

"Oh, my God! I only now know that there is a dark wizard named Grindelwald." Little Ron, who is super good in the history of magic, said to Hermione next to him with a look of surprise.

Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"It's no wonder, after all, I've never seen a scene where you take classes seriously in History of Magic."

She looked at Ron standing in front of her with disgust.

Draco was showing off his knowledge in Slytherin now, and Pansy looked at him adoringly beside him.

"My dad is a high official in the Ministry of Magic! I knew it a month ago!" Draco said proudly to them.

Grindelwald, who came over, almost thought he heard it wrong, and walked up to the teacher's seat in a little confusion, and sat next to Dumbledore.

He remembered clearly that he and Dumbledore only made this decision two weeks ago, after all, there were really no applicants for the professorship at that time. (Severus Snape: Are you polite?)

When Orlynworth asked Dumbledore why he recruited an idiot, a Voldemort, the headmaster replied:

"After all, there was really no one applying for this position." (Snape was speechless again)

"Oh, I don't know what kind of bad luck happened to our class. The first-year Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is Voldemort, the second-generation Dark Lord, the second-year is Lockhart, an idiot, and the third-year is Grindelwald. , the first generation of the Dark Lord..."

Harry didn't know what to say, and he didn't even know what expression to make now.

"Just get used to it slowly, don't worry, it won't be this semester, only Snape will give you crazy deductions." Orlynworth turned his head and smiled mysteriously at him.

Harry: "?????"

What the hell? ?

Orlynworth also saw his shock, and he said nothing, but showed a pitying expression.

Harry: "???"

You've finished your sentence!

he thought curiously.

"That's right. One thing I think I need to tell everyone here, the Quidditch competition this semester is cancelled."

Dumbledore said to everyone with a smile.

Harry lowered his head in disappointment, and raised his mouth in dissatisfaction.

It wasn't just him, the entire auditorium was mourning, and those who didn't know thought they were dead.

Quidditch is the sport they are most looking forward to.

Orlynworth saw Harry like this and was about to tell him the truth when Dumbledore's voice sounded again.

"but……"

"Although the Quidditch game has been cancelled, we have a new event this year! It has not been held for more than 100 years: Three! Strong! Fight! Domination! Tournament!" Dumbledore heard from the audience Noisy voice, picked up the wand and tapped his throat lightly, then roared loudly.

For a moment, the entire auditorium was silent.

"According to a proposal from one of the sponsors, this time it's a Triwizard Tournament, no age limit, no grade limit!"

Dumbledore was still roaring loudly, and the sound spread throughout the auditorium, and Orlynworth felt that his ears were about to fail.

As for one of the organizers...

Yes, it's him.