Alvin's words stung Dumbledore's heart which had been riddled with holes.
How ironic that two students beat two former professors.
Dumbledore looked at Harry, who was standing behind Alvin, and Hermione with mixed feelings.
He knew it was all due to Alvin.
As a Headmaster for decades, his ability to train students is not as strong as a minor.
It's a bit of a blow.
It would be great if Alvin could be a Headmaster at ease and not do dangerous things.
Such thoughts flashed across Dumbledore's mind.
"Professor, if you lose one more game, it will be over. You don't even have a chance to shoot."
"Have you decided on the candidate for the next round?"
Alvin didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking. He looked up at the sun. After two duels, it was already afternoon.
If it drags on, it will be a night when it is his turn to shoot.
That's right, Alvin will definitely let the duel go to the fifth inning and make a complete break with Dumbledore.
After all, he also counted on completing the promotion task today.
"Gaunt, I have already decided on the candidates for two consecutive games, and then it's your turn."
Packing up his mood, Dumbledore decided to make a decision. The two consecutive losses made him understand that he should not underestimate anyone around Alvin.
Not paying attention to Dumbledore's careful thoughts, Alvin whispered a few words to Grindelwald.
Grindelwald frowned tightly. "Are you sure you want to do this? Wouldn't it be better to deal with Dumbledore's team in one go?"
He was a little unhappy and quickly resolved the matter. Dumbledore had no reason to take action, and everyone was simply happy.
Why are you doing all this bullshit?
Alvin looked at him with a half-smile. "Grindelwald, some things can't be avoided. Let's go."
Seeing that he insisted so, Grindelwald was helpless. He entered the Mage Tower and came to the students of Hogwarts.
Ignoring the young wizards, who were startled by his sudden appearance, Grindelwald said the purpose directly. "Who is Neville Longbottom?"
Neville was stunned at first hearing his words and then cowered to the front.
"I, I am Neville."
Glancing at Neville, Grindelwald directly reached out to grab his shoulder and Apparated back to Alvin's side.
"Neville," Alvin looked at Neville, who was at a loss and whispered in a low voice. "You come to fight this time, and if you do well, I will rescue your parents."
"You don't want them to live in that kind of life forever, do you?"
Hearing Alvin's condition, Neville was instantly excited for a few seconds. Then he became dejected. "Headmaster, my spell level is too poor to win."
"Who said you must win?" Alvin waved his hands carelessly. "What I want to see is your determination and your worth."
"How far will it go? It's up to you. I won't set any standards."
After speaking, Alvin kept his mouth shut, waiting for Neville's choice.
After hesitating for a while, he finally clenched his fists when he remembered his parents, who had been in for more than ten years in St. Mungo's.
"I do!"
"Okay," Alvin said with satisfaction. "I really saw you right."
After he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. Why did this dialogue sound like what the villain said?
After making up his mind, Neville no longer hesitated, strode forward, and waited for Dumbledore's men.
"Neville, what are you doing?! Come back!"
An old woman dressed very strangely with a stuffed eagle on her head appeared in front of Neville, her tone extremely stern.
"Grandmother!"
The courage that Neville had just gathered was instantly lost. He was most afraid of his grandmother, who had been very strict with him since childhood.
"I, I am the candidate for the next duel."
"Do you want to help the tyrant too?!" Augusta Longbottom reached out and grabbed Neville's arm, pulling him away.
"Gaunt has gone mad. It's incomprehensible that he will turn the whole world into a wizard!"
"I'll transfer you when I return, and you'll go to Ilvermorny to finish your last year!"
As a Sacred Twenty-Eight family, although their attitude towards Muggles is not as bad as most Slytherins.
But until now, they still maintain pure blood. It is enough to see that the Longbottom family still discriminates against Muggles.
Initially, Augusta was hostile to Alvin and refuses to side with Alvin. Now that she had learned the whole picture of the matter, she simply regarded Alvin as an enemy.
Or the kind of enemy of life and death.
Neville didn't know where the strength came from and shook off Augusta's pull. "Grandma! As long as I behave properly, the Headmaster promised to cure my parents!"
"This is my only chance!"
Augusta felt ashamed of being refuted by Neville in front of so many people, and her face became even more angry.
"They're sick. Even the best doctor at St Mungo's can't treat them. How could you believe him?"
Neville looked firm. "I believe Alvin. He has no reason to deceive me."
Augusta was so angry that her hands were shaking. "Okay, you have grown up and dared to talk to me like this!"
After speaking, she took off her hat and took out her wand.
"Do you want to duel? Then let me be your opponent!"
"Even if my opponent is you, I will not back down!"
Although his hands were shaking, Neville remained firm.
Seeing this, Alvin, who had been silent, became unhappy because he was suddenly scolded and immediately shouted at Dumbledore.
"Professor, what do you think? Let Neville fight this old stubborn?"
Augusta looked at Alvin badly. How dare he call me old stubborn!
"Dumbledore, leave this to me, and I will teach this incompetent grandson a good lesson!"
Dumbledore couldn't refuse, so he had to agree. "Then, please."
Grindelwald looked at his grandmother and granddaughter,
who was about to duel, and stared at Alvin with eyes like looking at a beast.
"You're really..."
He could understand why Alvin asked Neville to play. It's purely to satisfy his own bad taste.
Grindelwald was somewhat impressed.
Things were already like this, but Alvin still had time to do these things.
The heart is really big.