Simultaneous time travel: Am I the only normal person?

"Dumbledore, we are teachers at Hogwarts, and the safety of our students should come first!"

Professor Flitwick said seriously.

It's a pity that he, who has part of the fairy blood, is not as tall as Lao Dengtou when he stands upright.

It seemed a little funny, but Professor Flitwick's attitude was quite clear to everyone present.

He would not let a dangerous man like Grindelwald become the new teacher of the young wizards.

For this reason, he was willing to risk the glory of being the champion of the duel competition.

"Besides, Albus, we don't lack teachers."

Professor Sprout reminded.

Now even if the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which is the most difficult to find every year, is taught by Professor Quirrell, if Grindelwald really wants to be a teacher today, there will be no subjects suitable for him.

Unless he wants to start a new course, such as "How to Enter Azkaban Efficiently"?

Or "On the Widespread Application of the Three Unforgivable Curses"?

Professor Sprout shuddered. The joke wasn't funny.

"Isn't there a shortage of classroom teachers? There will be vacancies tomorrow!"

Grindelwald meant something.

Professor Sprout and Professor McGonagall suddenly looked nervous.

Could it be that Grindelwald finally couldn't hide it anymore and was going to start a killing spree?

"Gellert, I think you should explain clearly what the real purpose of our doing this is."

"I learned this from you. You are always like this. You hide everything in your heart and don't discuss it with anyone."

There are obvious differences in the personalities of Grindelwald and Dumbledore.

Grindelwald is confident, wild, and unscrupulous "for the greater good."

Dumbledore is introverted and humble, and "never has enough socks" is his desire for family affection.

When he was young, the immature Dumbledore was attracted by the charming Grindelwald.

If it hadn't been for something that happened later, Old Deng might have followed Grindelwald to rule the magical world by now, and there would be nothing to do with Senior Tom.

"Dumbledore, I wonder if you are hiding something from us."

Professor McGonagall looked at the exchanges between the two men and realized that their respected principal was starting to be "smart" again.

He's always like this!

"Minerva, I'm sorry. The main reason is that I'm not sure that what little Luke predicted is correct. This requires me to verify the truth."

"If it is wrong information, it will cause chaos in the magic world if others know it."

Dumbledore said helplessly.

"So you would rather tell a dark wizard than your companions?"

Professor Maomao said in a faint tone.

Are we still best friends after decades of being together, Dumbledore?

Do you still remember how you were in that classroom and we told each other about the hardships we experienced in the past?

"Ahem. In this matter, Albus really has to find me. I know what that guy would think better than you."

Grindelwald realizes that there may be some color on the top of his head and explains why.

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The three deans were puzzled.

Professor Snape nodded slightly and said nothing.

No matter who knows the Dark Lord better, no one here can match him.

"Minerva, he is coming back."

Dumbledore and Minerva looked at each other, their old faces, and said seriously.

"Who are you talking about? Wait, you're not talking about the mysterious person?"

Professor McGonagall was a little confused at first, but as she spoke, she came to her senses, and Dean Maomao's eyes widened.

If it were him, everything would be explained.

The principal's office was silent.

"But isn't he already dead?"

Professor McGonagall's mouth was dry.

The other two deans were also in disbelief.

"Minerva, you know, we all know, he is not really dead, it is just a rumor spread by the Ministry of Magic."

"He will come back sooner or later, even if he has disappeared for eleven years."

Dumbledore sighed.

Professor McGonagall understood, and she quickly regained her composure.

"Do you need me to do anything?"

Professor McGonagall asked.

"As before, just protect Hogwarts and protect our students."

"That's what we've always done, isn't it?"

Dumbledore looked confident.

"Besides, little Luke has given us the best help. He can't run away this time!"

"Little Luke?"

"I awakened the power of prophecy."

Facing the professor's curiosity, Luke calmly explained.

Yes, I am a prophet!

Is there a problem?

If you have any questions, you don’t have to wait until tonight. It will be directly determined that you are a lackey sent by Voldemort!

When the time comes, get ready and enjoy the mixed tag team match between two legendary wizards, Grindelwald and Dumbledore.

"I see, I see, but, little Luke, is our future so grim that we need to cooperate with him to face the mysterious man?"

Professor Flitwick asked.

Is Voldemort so capable? Can two legendary wizards join forces to deal with him?

Luke's eyes drifted towards Old Deng. If you want to find an old lover, don't rely on me.

Although Luke did covet the magic in Grindelwald's mind.

But if you want Luke to take the blame, you are just thinking nonsense.

Dumbledore touched his white beard.

"The situation in the future is indeed grim. Too many outstanding young people have fallen on the road to fight against Voldemort. My friends, this is not worth it!"

"They should have been on their own paths, realizing their own dreams and appreciating the mysteries of magic, instead of falling on the battlefield and becoming a cold corpse."

Dumbledore looked serious.

He was not kind.

Some people said that Harry and Snape were his pawns, "tools" cultivated to destroy Voldemort.

But in fact, this great white wizard always loves everyone selflessly.

Even if he has been abandoned by his relatives and lovers, he can still arrange his own death for the world.

He cares about Harry, but he also cares about everyone. This is Albus Dumbledore.

The greatest wizard in the world, no one else.

"So, are there professors in our school who have been bewitched by the mysterious man now?"

Sprout asked.

People in Hufflepuff can always notice certain details.

"Yes, I think you should all know who it is."

Several professors looked heavy.

When Dumbledore left before, he specifically told them to pay attention to Professor Quirrell.

Now that he said so, is it really him?

Professor Flitwick's eyes were moist. He watched Quirrell walk out of Ravenclaw, but now he witnessed the degeneration of his students.

Being naturally sentimental, it was hard for him to accept that his students had become accomplices of the mysterious man.

"Dumbledore, can you save that child, if he can still be saved."

Professor Flitwick pleaded.

"Of course, I will, Grindelwald, I'll trouble you tomorrow."

Dumbledore still did not give up letting his good friend be the teacher. He is the most suitable professor for Defense Against the Dark Arts!

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