Two days later, the interior of the school was completely refurbished.
The house elves carefully cleaned the castle, and every corner was clean.
The tidy floor made people dizzy, and the little wizards feared slipping when they walked.
A welcome ribbon was also hung on the gate, which looked very festive.
At this time, all the students and professors were sitting in the Great Hall with nervousness and excitement on their faces.
Dumbledore told everyone about Grindelwald's upcoming arrival yesterday.
At first, many young wizards thought he was joking. After all, it was normal for their Headmaster to get crazy occasionally, and they were used to it.
But seeing the severe expressions on the High Table, they gradually realized something was wrong.
The laughter on their face gradually turned into panic.
The Dark Lord is coming to Hogwarts?
In the most arrogant period of You-Know-Who, he can't achieve the achievements of Grindelwald. Did Grindelwald achieve it so quickly?
Seeing everyone's worries, Dumbledore also comforted them intimately.
As the Headmaster of Durmstrang, he just led some students to exchange for a week.
He assured everyone that Grindelwald would never shoot at anyone.
Only now did the little wizards gradually feel at ease.
And more, the rest is excitement.
The Dark Lord, they haven't seen a live one yet!
In fact, what many people don't know is that as long as they are in the same class as Alvin and Harry or even higger students have seen the Dark Lord but possessed Quirrell.
And the twins are even more powerful, directly using snowballs to Voldemort's face, achieving an unprecedented achievement.
Umbridge was out of tune with these excited crowds, sitting on the High Table with a very exaggerated expression.
"Dumbledore, you let a Dark Lord enter England and Hogwarts with such a swagger?"
"If something happens, are you responsible?"
At first, it was moral kidnapping, as if Dumbledore was a sinner through the ages.
And Dumbledore didn't panic at all. "Sorry, I can only guarantee the safety of everyone in the school."
"If Fudge does not want Grindelwald to come to England, a letter of reprimand can be sent to him in the name of the Ministry of Magic."
Umbridge's face froze, and she was speechless.
How can Fudge have this ability to condemn Grindelwald?
Does this feel like you've lived too long?
As the saying goes, the horizontal is afraid of being dumb, and the dumb is afraid of dying.
In the eyes of these high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic, Grindelwald is a horrified existence, and no one can kill him.
Naturally, she was in awe of him.
And why did Fudge push Dumbledore so much?
The reason is that Dumbledore abides by the rules.
Dumbledore has never done anything unruly in all these years.
And Fudge knows that the fight between the two will only be carried out within the rules, so he will be so unscrupulous.
As soon as lunchtime was over, Dumbledore estimated that Grindelwald was about to come. He led the students to line up and prepare to meet him.
This is not a courtesy to Grindelwald but to the title of Headmaster Durmstrang.
After all, he had the same treatment last time he went to Durmstrang and needed to do it out of courtesy.
Alvin looked at the palatial Great Hall and always felt something was missing.
Suddenly, he looked directly behind the empty Great Hall, and his eyes lit up.
With a finger flick, a banner was hung in the most conspicuous place.
"Welcome the Dark Lord to guide Hogwarts!"
The professors looked at his movements, and the corners of their mouths twitched.
Flitwick looked at his proud's student in tears, not knowing what to say.
If you say something is wrong with this banner, you can't say the problem.
But the words are weird.
Snape was expressionless and didn't care about everything in the outside world. Grindelwald promised to send Lily back this time, and now he only had Lily in his heart.
Dumbledore naturally saw it, but he also smiled and did not express any opinion.
Creak~!
The oak doors of the Great Hall slowly opened.
With neat short white hair, Grindelwald walked in with Vinda Rosier, followed by a dozen senior Durmstrang students.
The so-called communication is just a pretext to let others know that he has come not to make trouble.
So the number of people who came this time was far less than last year's Triwizard Tournament.
Grindelwald took the lead, and the little wizards and even many professors set their sights on him.
With a rebellious face and a strong aura, people like him will be the intersection of the crowd wherever they go.
Without seeing other people, even Alvin was temporarily ignored by Grindelwald.
He walked straight to the High Table.
Dumbledore applauded lightly, and the others followed suit, but they were a little weird in their hearts.
The world is so crazy that the Dark Lord has become their welcome object.
"Go away."
Indifferent words came from Grindelwald's mouth, and he looked at Umbridge, who was sitting next to Dumbledore, with cold eyes.
Since the last time, Fudge gave Umbridge the title of High Inquisitor of the Ministry of Magic. She and McGonagall sat on Dumbledore's left and right sides.
Seeing that Grindelwald was so rude, Umbridge was furious, but the vague murderous aura made her quickly regain her senses.
Don't be angry, don't be angry.
Grindelwald is already an old man, and giving up his seat to the old man is what I should do.
In self-hypnosis, Umbridge left his seat with a stern face.
And Grindelwald, who successfully sat next to Dumbledore, had a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Mr. Scamander, we haven't seen each other in fifty years, haven't we?"
"Grindelwald!"
Newt's face immediately became tense.
Even after so many years, the impression this man left on him was still deep, and his whole body trembled.
"You scared him."
Dumbledore made a sound to help Newt, at the same time, glanced at Grindelwald dissatisfiedly.
He didn't care either, and the smile on his face was even stronger. "Albus, you can't talk nonsense. I just sat down and said hello to Mr. Scamander."
"If this is all intimidation, I'll just be dumb in the future."
While speaking, the silver pendant in his hand inadvertently leaked out.
Dumbledore and Newt's expressions changed slightly at the same time.
Newt clearly remembered that this was the one his Niffler had stolen for him in Paris seventy years ago…