Just became a godfather, and you said this is Hogwarts?

Furong said, "You smell very nice! Can you tell me what it is?"

Erwin smiled and said, "If I knew, I wouldn't hesitate to tell you!"

Furong covered her mouth and laughed twice: "You are very famous. Even we know you! Many people are curious about you. They call you the real aristocrat of the British magic world! Now it seems that your reputation is well-deserved!"

Alvin complained in his heart, what nonsense! If he had been so famous earlier, his reputation would have exploded long ago.

Doesn’t he know whether he is famous or not?

In the professor's chair, Olimm looked at Fleur who was talking to Erwin.

There was a strange flash in his eyes.

Fleur was very proud in Beauxbatons, and of course, she had the right to be proud.

I have never seen Furong take the initiative to talk to anyone.

Dumbledore said, "Dean Olympe, are you here just for a tour?"

Olim retracted his gaze from Erwin and said, "No, Karkaroff should be here soon, we'll talk then!"

Dumbledore nodded.

I was curious about the purpose of the two deans coming to Hogwarts.

Not long after, the same appearance occurred.

Igor Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang, appeared in the center of the hall with his student Viktor Krum.

Karkaroff said coldly: "Dumbledore, the gate of your Hogwarts is really difficult to enter!"

Dumbledore remained calm and said, "It's all for the safety of these children!"

Karkaroff snorted.

Didn't say much.

He went straight to the teacher's seat and sat down without any hesitation.

"Who is Elvin? Someone actually made it to the final stage of the Slytherin prefect challenge! Are your Slytherin students getting worse and worse? How could a first-year wizard reach this point?"

Karkaroff's words had just fallen.

next moment.

A sharp blade flew past Karkaroff's sleeve.

Leaving a mark on Karkaroff's sleeve.

Karkaroff's expression changed slightly.

Turn around and look.

Snape held his wand in his hand, casually pointing at Karkaroff.

"What did you say?"

Karkaroff's pupils contracted slightly.

But he didn't dare to attack. As a fellow Death Eater, Karkaroff knew Snape's strength too well.

Dumbledore didn't say anything and just sat there leisurely.

There was no thought of stopping it at all.

Erwin rolled his eyes.

In this guy, Alvin seemed to see an old friend, his name was Ron Weasley.

Same stupidity, same dish.

If he hadn't been a traitor to the Death Eaters, he would still be dancing with the Dementors.

The most important thing is that this guy is not good at what he does and he has a bad mouth.

You deserve to be beaten.

He looked at Karkaroff without saying anything.

Snape's eyes flashed with scorn and he put away his wand.

Dumbledore saw that it was over and stood up.

"Alright! It's almost time, the other guests should be arriving soon! Let's get ready!"

Professor McGonagall and the others nodded.

Hogwarts is open today, and many people come to watch the duel between Erwin and Grodia.

They also need to make arrangements.

Furong stood up and said, "Erwin, come visit our school when you have time! I can be your tour guide!"

Erwin nodded, "I will!"

Fleur then left with Dean Olympe.

When Karkaroff passed by Erwin.

He stopped and turned to look at Erwin.

Just about to speak.

A cold voice was heard.

"Don't block the corridor. Do you need me to help you move?"

As expected, it was Snape who spoke first.

Karkaroff looked unhappy and left immediately.

You can see that he is in a bad mood.

Of course, Snape wouldn't care whether he was in a good mood or not!

The other young wizards in the auditorium also left one after another.

Draco came up to Erwin and said, "Come on, Prefect!"

Erwin nodded.

Pansy also came over: "My Lord! We'll go over first."

Erwin nodded.

Although he didn't know why Pansy changed her name during this period, Erwin didn't take it seriously.

We are all family from now on, so you can call me whatever you want. If you really can’t, you can just call me Your Majesty.

Unlike these little wizards, the wizards in the seventh grade who were about to graduate came to Grodia.

"Prefect, that's enough. Don't be too hard on yourself!"

"Don't lose too badly, we are all in the seventh grade after all!"

"Don't mention it. I'm actually looking forward to following the Slytherin army! It's so impressive!"

"If it doesn't work, the prefect should vote!"

Alvin was holding back his laughter. The army hasn't even moved yet, but they're rebelling first?

Grodia also smiled bitterly.

When only Erwin and Grodia were left in the auditorium.

Grodia said: "These guys, they don't think highly of me!"

Erwin laughed and said, "That's because they don't understand the strength of our senior!"

Grodia shook his head: "I'll go first, Erwin, see you later!"

Erwin nodded.

Not long after Grodia left.

Alvin also came to the lounge of the Quidditch stadium.

This is where Erwin and the others prepared.

Erwin pulled out his wand and wiped it gently. Today should be the toughest battle he had to face since he entered the wizarding world.

Since I can’t use Gatling, I can only rely on my own hard power.

The silver-white magic wand trembled slightly as Erwin wiped it.

It seems that he is also looking forward to the next battle.

At the same time, the audience had gradually arrived in the stands.

Draco saw his parents.

He waved his hand quickly.

Narcissa also noticed her son.

He waved his hand casually, then looked at Lucius standing beside him.

"Lucius, we're about to meet the child!"

Lucius nodded, his eyes full of anticipation and hidden excitement.

(Author's perspective, don't ask how I saw it when it's so deeply hidden!)

Draco scratched his head, feeling that his mother's attitude just now was so perfunctory, but then he thought it was an illusion, because his mother loved him the most.

Narcissa squeezed Lucius's hand a little harder.

Lucius patted Narcissa's hand and said, "Alright! Calm down, otherwise it will be easy for others to notice that something is wrong! Now that the child has come to the wizarding world, we will have many opportunities to meet in the future! During the holidays, we can ask Draco to invite him to Malfoy Manor!"

Narcissa nodded: "Well, I will cook for him myself. I will make him lots of delicious food!"

Lucius thought of Narcissa's craftsmanship and inexplicably felt that Erwin might be in trouble.

Time passes bit by bit.

Ten o'clock, it's gone in a flash!

Dumbledore put his wand to his throat.

"I declare that the Slytherin Prefects' Challenge and Final Battle begins now! Glodia Selwyn, Elvin Cavendish enter!"