Chapter 21 The dusty portrait, the hidden head of the first grade!

Dumbledore put down the sweets in his hand.

Looking at Snape, he said, "Sit down first! Don't be anxious. I know what you want to say! But you should know that we cannot control the admission of Hogwarts! It is Hogwarts itself that will detect the suitable young wizards and send out the notice! All we have to do is sign our names!"

Snape said, "Don't say that! You and I both know that if you don't sign, he won't have the chance to come to Hogwarts! He won't receive the notice!"

Dumbledore said, "Yes, that's true! But do you think he can keep hiding forever? He has magic in his body! If it is not channeled, it will form an Obscurus! You know very well what an Obscurus means! This is never something we can control!"

Snape frowned: "But! We promised them that we would keep this child away from the wizarding world!"

Dumbledore shook his head, "This is not something we can control! His bloodline has already determined his outcome! His fate is predetermined, just like his parents! His parents chose to leave the wizarding world! They chose to escape from their own fate and escape their own destination, but what happened in the end? We all know the result! Do you really think he can hide? Even if he doesn't come to Hogwarts, he will be found sooner or later! He is too dazzling! He is too outstanding! When those people find him, he will have no power to fight back! In this case, why not let him come to Hogwarts, so that if those people really find him one day, at least he will be able to fight back! He may even be able to accomplish something that no one has ever accomplished!"

A trace of grief flashed in Snape's eyes: "But! He is their only child! He is their only remaining hope. They just want this child to live safely! For this, they paid with their own lives! And I don't even have the ability to protect their child and fulfill their last wish!"

Dumbledore sighed, "Snape! It's not your fault, is it? This is what he has to go through! It's fate. He has that bloodline! He is destined to take this path! I will always remember the help they gave us! I promise that as long as I'm alive, I won't let this child come to any harm!"

Snape looked at Dumbledore: "Even them?"

Dumbledore said with determination: "Yes! No one can lay a hand on a Hogwarts student, not even them! No one can lay a hand on Erwin! This is my promise! I am as sorry to this child as you are!"

Snape exhaled a breath of foul air: "I hope you can remember what you said today! That child, nothing can happen! If there really comes a day like that, I will die before this child! I owe it to him!"

Dumbledore said, "I believe that day will never come! You will all be alive, everyone! Well, you should go to the Slytherin common room! The selection of the hidden prefects should be about to begin! Without you, there may be trouble! That child is just like his parents, he has never been a quiet person!"

Snape didn't answer.

He threw his robe behind him and left!

After Snape left.

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair.

The portraits on the wall were also somewhat quiet at this time.

After a while.

A portrait spoke: "Is it him? Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore nodded, "Yes! Cavendish!"

The portrait sighed, "Dumbledore! You are taking a risk. You must know what Cavendish means! In other words, you must understand what will happen if those people find out that Cavendish has entered the wizarding world! You are bringing disaster to Hogwarts. Compared to those people, the so-called Dark Lord is just a joke!"

Dumbledore said nothing.

There was a faint flash of light in the lens of his eyes.

He knew, of course he knew everything.

But he had no choice, he had his own plans.

The moment he saw Erwin, he felt it.

Irwin will succeed, and Cavendish will fulfill their fate in this generation.

This is also the only way for him to save Erwin's life!

Dumbledore looked towards the corner of the office.

There was a portrait there, which was now covered with a gray cloth.

Dumbledore approached the portrait.

Raise your hand.

He hesitated.

He put his hand down again.

Sighed.

Dumbledore turned and left.

.....

In the Slytherin common room.

Grotia said: "Let me introduce the rules of the hidden prefect! Slytherin is different from other colleges. Those who can enter Slytherin are all pure-blooded descendants! We value strength and interests! At the same time, we are also proud! Therefore, even I cannot say that I can manage Slytherin 100%, so we need the help of the hidden prefect! Each grade will have a hidden prefect! The hidden prefect will be the strongest person in the current grade. Every year, there will be an opportunity to challenge the hidden prefect at the beginning of the school! The hidden prefect will enjoy the same benefits as the prefect! So now, let me introduce you to the hidden prefect of Slytherin!"

"Second-year hidden prefect: Marjorie Helen!"

"Third-year hidden prefect: Barton Duru!"

"Fourth Grade: Charlotte Theresa!"

Elvin took a second look and realized that this was a female prefect.

"Fifth year: Marcus Flint! Also, he's the captain of our Slytherin Quidditch team!"

"Sixth Grade: George Greengrass!"

"And the last one is me, Grotia Selwyn from the seventh grade! At the same time, I am also the hidden prefect of the seventh grade, and also the prefect of Slytherin!"

Erwin looked at Grotia. This class leader was quite interesting.

Alvin could sense that this man had far more magical power than other wizards of the same age.

Selwyn, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood clans.

It's a talent.

Grotia said, "Okay! Remember, it's time to choose your first-year hidden class leader! The hidden class leader is determined by strength, so we have a duel system! One-on-one, the one who finally stands on the ring is the first-year hidden class leader, so freshmen! Who will go first!"

Although Grotia asked this, his eyes were on Erwin.

The story of Irwin's exploits on the train had spread.

While bringing him reputation points, it also let many students know that there was a tough guy among the freshmen, who cast disarming spells all over the train.

As a hidden class leader, Erwin certainly wouldn't miss it.

What a great time to gain reputation.

Erwin walked straight out of the crowd.

Come to the center.

With a flick of his wrist, the wand appeared in his hand.

Erwin placed his wand against his chest and tapped it.

Bend slightly.

"Everyone, my name is Elvin Cavendish! Since no one else has come forward, I will be the first champion!"