Chapter 177 Audiences from abroad!

Snape drank the soup in the bowl, his eyes casually falling on Erwin and Grodia.

I was already thinking about when to visit the Selwyn family to ask for a solution to this second magic riot.

I used to think it was just a rumor, but now it seems that the Selwyn family might really have mastered something extraordinary!

Of course, Snape didn't want this thing for himself.

He wanted to see if he could give it to Erwin.

As for whether the Selwyn family will give it!

If it really helps Elvin.

Snape would give them respectability, and if they didn't want respectability, Snape could help them be respectable.

Don't ask, the only thing you need to know is that our dear St. Peter was a Death Eater in the past.

A strange look flashed in Erwin's eyes at this moment.

It was also the first time for him to face Grodia's magical wave.

This magical power exceeds that of ordinary wizards of the same age. Although it is not as good as his own, it is also higher than the average student level.

If we use digital markings, Grodia should now be at a level of 2.3 or 2.4, which is a gap from Elvin, but much stronger than other little wizards.

The most important thing is that Grodia hasn't graduated yet.

If he continues to grow at this rate, when he reaches the age of professors, he may be able to directly achieve the amount of magic power to reach the dean level.

Erwin asked the system.

In the system's magic level setting.

Except for the four deans of Hogwarts, the other professors are actually at the fourth level of magic power, which is the level of elite Aurors. Of course, there are some unqualified ones among them, so we won’t talk about them.

Only the deans of the four major colleges in Hogwarts are at level five.

And Grodia might become the second Snape.

Just talking about magic.

Erwin said: "Senior, you are hiding it very deeply!"

Grodia smiled and said, "I can't compare to you. There are so many families in the wizarding world, but there are only a few that can be called the Twenty-Eight Pure-Blooded Clans! Junior, you still know too little about the wizarding world!"

Erwin nodded: "I've learned your lesson!"

After sitting back in position.

Alvin once again had thoughts about these pure-blood families.

According to Grodia, the background of these pure-blood families seems to be more than just wealth.

There are still many things that Alvin has not found out.

These pure-blood families all have their own secrets.

In other words, their unique heritage.

It doesn’t matter. Since there is a secret, and it is a secret that Alvin is interested in, just find a way to kill one and you will find out.

People can only find the truth through repeated experiments.

Just as Erwin was eating.

Suddenly, Dumbledore, who was sitting in the professor's chair, stood up suddenly.

Subsequently.

The wand in his hand suddenly appeared and pointed forward. The next moment, two figures appeared in the Hogwarts Great Hall.

Erwin's pupils contracted slightly.

He recognized who it was.

He was taller than Hagrid and had short hair, and was accompanied by a silver-haired girl.

This image obviously comes from Olympe Maxime, the headmaster of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

As for the people around her, it's Fleur Delacour, and that's the only one.

As for how Erwin knew this, the image is basically the same as in the movie, except that Fleur is a little prettier than in the movie.

In the professorial chair, several other professors also had more or less surprised expressions on their faces.

Dumbledore stood up and said, "Principal Olympe, I am sorry for not welcoming you!"

Olym said, "Sorry, Dumbledore! I am uninvited, but today's Hogwarts prefect challenge has caused a sensation in the entire wizarding world. Even our side has heard about it! It happens to be the weekend, so I brought a student here to observe! Excuse me!"

Dumbledore shook his head. "It's okay. I didn't expect you would be interested in this. Please take a seat!"

Olym nodded.

Then he looked at the Slytherin table, or to be more precise, his eyes fell on Erwin.

"Such strong magic, are you Erwin?"

Erwin's heart skipped a beat. This giant principal is quite awesome.

Can you tell his magic power at a glance?

Erwin stood up and said, "Hello, respected Principal Olim! I am Erwin."

Olimm nodded. "Yes, Hogwarts does have a lot of great talents!"

Fleur looked at Erwin curiously.

There was some confusion in his eyes, but also some indescribable emotions.

Erwin was confused as to what was going on with this woman.

But immediately, Erwin thought of something.

Furong, it seems, is one quarter Veela.

Veela, it seems like they belong to the category of magical creatures.

Olim noticed that Fleur was acting strangely and asked, "What's wrong? Fleur?"

Furong shook her head, "Nothing, Headmaster!"

Olim didn't ask any more questions: "Then find a place to sit down, we will go back after watching this duel!"

Fleur nodded.

Then he walked straight towards the Slytherin table.

Draco looked at Fleur with a dazed look on his face as she walked up to him.

My heart was beating fast.

He couldn't help but pinch Gore's leg beside him.

Goyle cried out in pain.

"Master Malfoy, why are you pinching me!"

Draco woke up as if from a dream, and his face turned red instantly when he thought about how he had just looked.

Pansy on the side snorted coldly: "You are such a brainless person, how shameful!"

Draco lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Looking at Erwin secretly.

He was afraid that Elwin would scold him and bring shame to Slytherin.

Erwin said, "Miss, the blood of the Veela is not something that my classmates can resist. If you continue to radiate your charm, I'm sure my classmates will lose their minds!"

A strange look flashed in Furong's eyes.

"As expected of the now famous Erwin, you can tell at a glance! So, this junior, can you give me a seat?"

The second half of her sentence was addressed to Draco.

Draco quickly squeezed to the side.

The huge Goyle was squeezed out of the long table.

Standing aside with a look of grievance on his face.

Erwin was helpless. It really wasn't Draco's fault.

Even a quarter of her Veela bloodline would be too much.

Fleur held out her hand, "Hello! My name is Fleur Delacour!"

Erwin gave it a gentle squeeze, "Erwin Cavendish!"

Furong smiled and said, "Mind if I sit here?"

Erwin rolled his eyes in his heart and thought, whether you mind or not, you are in a good position.