Schools are coming to grab people

Talking: "..."

Thinking: '...'

System: [.....]

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This…

Gently tearing open the wax seal, Sean read the unexpected letter.

Nurmengard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Principal: Gellert Grindelwald

(President of the Wizarding Reform Association, first-level magician of the Merlin Order)

After reading this, Sean froze for a moment, and his fingers involuntarily grasped the stationery.

Letting out a breath, he continued to read.

To Mr. Sean Wallup.

Congratulations, you have been approved to study at Nurmengard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed in this letter is a list of required books and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st, please return your reply by July 31st.

Vice-principal (female)

Vita Rozier

sincerely

Sean: ? ? ? ! !

Sean, who has always had a peaceful mind, feels that he needs to calm down now. This is not a matter of changing the world line (plot), it is not the world at all!

Two magic schools...and if I remember correctly, Nurmengard should be a prison!

Founded by Grindelwald, Nurmengard was originally used to hold his opponents, and later became Grindelwald's own cage.

In addition, this Wizarding Reform Association is quite in line with Grindelwald, although the "Association" may be a little too gentle for him.

The most terrifying is the first-level magician of the Merlin Order.

In my impression, the Merlin Medal is the highest honor in the wizarding world. It is awarded to those who are in harmony with non-wizards! harmonious! Coexistence of wizards who have made outstanding contributions.

Harmony…

Sean felt that he didn't have enough imagination to paint a picture of Grindelwald being awarded the medal in his mind. If you told him that the medal was stolen, Sean would feel more reasonable.

It was a mess, and Sean felt that he desperately needed a copy of "Modern History of Magic", a serious read.

He even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory.

Seeing his son's dull expression, Mr. Wallup said strangely, "That letter should have just arrived in the mailbox, is it wrong, child?"

"Look at it yourself..." Sean handed over the letter.

Mr. Wallup took the letter and gave it a quick glance.

"Magic school? It's just a prank."

Mrs. Wallup also said:

"I don't know which bad guy came up with it. Well, kids, get ready, we have to go."

Sean Wallup scratched his head involuntarily, even though it didn't seem very gentlemanly.

He remembered that Harry was informed by Hagrid at the beginning, so he should have a teacher to explain his situation, right?

As if to confirm his thoughts, the doorbell rang.

The family walked over, and Mr. Wallup opened the iron gate.

Standing outside the door is a young girl.

She has soft blonde shoulder-length short hair, a white face with some freckles, and she looks very sunny and confident.

There is nothing special about her dress, she looks like an ordinary girl who sells drinks at the door during the summer.

"You are?"

"Hello i'm the head of the Hogwarts Student Union, Charlotte Hawk."

(E/N: originally it said "Introduce yourself" so i think it means "Hello i'm...")

Sean looked at it carefully, and sure enough, the girl seemed to have a stick in her trousers pocket.

At this time, Mr. Wallup's face was already a little ugly.

"It's not a funny joke."

"I understand that for Muggles, magic is really hard to understand. However, Sean Wallup's talent cannot be concealed, and he has been registered in the Hogwarts freshman roll since birth."

Allen frowned, and his tone became severe: "Since birth? Where did you get the news from? This has seriously violated my family's privacy!"

Before he finished speaking, another cold voice sounded.

"Also included on Nurmengard's freshman roster."

It was a Caucasian boy in a black trench coat. His collar stood up, his hair was meticulously groomed, and his indifferent face was full of arrogance and confidence.

Allen's eyes widened, he was standing at the door, but he didn't see where the person appeared from.

"You? Where did you come from? Do you know that this is a private property?!"

Allen has put his hand on the alarm at the door.

The boy's face was as usual, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes when he saw the alarm.

" Sterling..., Nurmengard didn't educate you, who is first come is first served?" Charlotte Hawk's face became quite displeased.

However, the boy called Sterling ignored her and turned to the Wallup family.

"No offense, allow me to introduce myself. Colton Sterling, from the greatest wizarding school of the century: Nurmengard." He spread his hands gently, as if introducing some Extreme exquisite artwork.

A dangerous light flashed in Charlotte Hawke's eyes.

"Greatest?" She sneered, with a strong disdain in her tone, "The school hasn't even been established for a hundred years, so how is it the greatest?"

Colton was still expressionless, but said in a light tone: "Greatness or not has nothing to do with the length of time. At least, Nurmengard will not lie in the glory of the past and be complacent but not enterprising."

"Colton, do you think that in front of Muggles, I wouldn't dare to do anything to you?" Charlotte's eyes narrowed suddenly.

"By you? The... elites under Hogwarts' Happy Education?" Colton showed a faint smile of a very gentleman, but his tone was full of sarcasm.

Charlotte's eyes narrowed, and her aura became extremely strong.

"Looks like you weren't impressed by last year's Incarcerous curse (said originally "Flogging/whipping Curse")."

Colton patted the dust on his shoulder indifferently: "Incarcerous curse? That's a spell I came into contact with in the first grade. If it wasn't for your companions, you wouldn't even be able to touch me."

He turned around and looked directly at her, with sarcasm in his eyes: "I must admit that I was injured by the joint efforts of the two wastes. It was indeed my lack of skill, and I was troubled for a long time. Of course, Nurmengard never denied failure. , what we have to do is stand up again, and then do better. And, just to remind you, Miss Hawke, it was Nurmengard who took home the Goblet of Fire last year."

Charlotte's eyes suddenly became dangerous: "Victory gained by using black magic, how dare you mention it in front of me?!"

There was a frenzy on Colton's unwavering face: "Dark magic? Hehe, Hogwarts has completely fallen behind this era! In the hands of our great Headmaster Grindelwald, the so-called black magic has become something that can be used as Powerful power at the hands of wizards. By the way, what else are you doing over there? Oh, come to think of it, the ridiculous Defence Against the Dark Arts class?"

Charlotte's dark brown pupils turned dark black: "You only know how to chase power, Nurmengard really is a bunch of idiots."

Colton's body tensed up, and he put a hand into his pocket, but he still maintained a flat expression and continued: "That's because you can't pursue stronger power, the weak always like to find excuses for yourself."

"Really? I would like to see what Mr. Stirling, who is good at pursuing strength, will look like lying on the ground again?"

"You can try it, Hawke."

The two took out their wands at the same time!

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I deleted some words and changed some to be more readable.

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