v2 Chapter 445： I'm the Admissions Commissioner, Sean Wallup

Breaking free from the weightless feeling of struggling with the door key, Sean turned his head and looked around - there were some buoys carved on the mottled outer wall, and the ivy had wrapped around the human face on the buoy.

It's the only church in the town called Milltown, and it's the meeting point for Sean and one other person.

"People at Hogwarts have always been so procrastinating."

In the shadow of the outer wall, a slightly hoarse voice sounded with impatience and contempt.

Yo, it's still early...

Sean turned his head with a smile and saw each other.

It was a wizard with a cold face, and his hostility to Hogwarts was so obvious that he knew at a glance that he was from Nurmengard.

This guy is a replica of Colton Sterling, and of course, both are imitations of Grindelwald.

However, when it comes to imitating Grindelwald, Sean ranks second, and Grindelwald himself ranks first.

The guy in front of him is not as good as the original Colton Sterling, and he didn't learn the arrogant but confident attitude of the other party-the fluctuation of magic power is not as good as that of Sean a year ago.

You know, excluding the factors of silence, magical animals, and system items, Colton's strength when he came to recruit students is comparable to that of Sean now. one".

As for the person in front of him, Sean can easily win by his own strength alone, and he doesn't even need to play some duels with careful thought.

However, Sean just smiled and walked over.

"Sean Wallup, studying at Ravenclaw, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, fifth year next year, oh, I'm still a prefect."

When the tall, thin boy with a pair of glasses heard Sean's name, his casual attitude suddenly subsided.

He pushed his glasses, and his tone was solemn.

"Sean Wallup? How did Hogwarts send you to recruit..."

Sean tidied up his clothes and said with a smile, "I suggest you ask Professor Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall. Besides, didn't Mr. Grindelwald teach you what is polite?"

"Morgans Daniels, President of the Nurmengard Student Union," Daniels raised his brows, "The famous Wallop doesn't seem to be as polite as rumored. Besides, does Mr. Grindelwald teach I don't need you to worry."

Sean smiled happily, without any emotion at all.

If the other party said so, then it was obvious that he was not an admirer of Grindelwald. Otherwise, if Sean said so, Grindelwald's brain-damaged fan would probably jump up, his face flushed red, and a huge of anger.

This guy named Daniels was hostile and provocative as soon as Sean appeared, but after Sean's sarcastic remarks, he remained calm, and choked back calmly.

Two simple points.

1. This guy is not as restless as he was when we first met. He should be trying to anger Sean on purpose, so that he can better observe Sean's character in the follow-up admissions session and make a target. Of course, Sean After speaking, the other party's attitude changes, which proves that he is not seasoned enough.

2. This guy is not blind to his adoration of his cheap teacher Grindelwald, even, he does not worship Grindelwald - this guy may come from a pure blood family who has targeted Grindelwald, even if he does not know it, But the attitude of the elders in the family also affects his attitude.

Sean's judgment is not arrogant, so arrogant that he thinks that a student of Nurmengard should worship Grindelwald mindlessly, but that the attitude of the other party is inconsistent and the change is too fast. Being aware of current affairs is of course a good character, but in such a competitive situation, being aware of current affairs too quickly is exposing one's own character, and the students taught by Grindelwald will not reveal such obvious flaws - change to Sean, Xiao En will continue to look arrogant and dismissive to confuse the other party.

However, it's also a good thing that Daniels doesn't have a deep relationship with Grindelwald, so Sean doesn't have to worry about each other's face during the admissions process.

Although Grindelwald doesn't care about these things - in his eyes, inferior skills are the biggest humiliation.

After a simple judgment, Sean asked with his hands behind his back: "The freshmen of this family, uh, is the first time that their area is classified into the enrollment range of the four schools that overlap - what about the people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang? ?"

Sean's tone of leadership made Daniels a little uncomfortable, but the boy in front of him, who was only a month away from fifth grade, was really not a good person.

Among the well-informed wizards, Sean Wallup is almost equal to Grindelwald's only closed disciple. Thinking about it with his ass, he knows that this is definitely not a simple guy.

He originally wanted to use a few words to excite the newly arrived Hogwarts admissions officer, so as to judge the character of the other party, but the person who came was not an ordinary student, so this trick would not work.

Thinking of this, Daniels explained in detail, although his tone was cold: "Those two should have been delayed at the last house, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's departure time is longer than Hogwarts and Nurmengard. It's all early."

"That's it, um, I see."

Of course Sean knew the admissions times for the four schools, but he just wanted to establish himself as a superior person.

"Come on, let's take a look first."

Sean's words made Daniels frown: "The four schools have already made an agreement. As long as the new families with overlapping enrollment areas must enroll at the same time, you are breaking the rules."

Sean waved his hand indifferently: "Let's go and see first, it's not for the child to make a decision directly, and it's them who are late, what's our business? Right, Morgans?"

The behavior of the other party calling him by name made Daniels a little uncomfortable, but the other party's proposal was very tempting.

Although, he is very confident in his words, but it can weaken the strength of the other two opponents, and this will not be a loss-making business.

And, when it came time to say, it was this Hogwarts guy who asked to go first.

Thinking of this, Daniels didn't speak any more, which was equivalent to acquiescing to Sean's proposal.

Sean smiled secretly, it really wasn't taught by Grindelwald, and he took the bait too quickly.

This guy must be thinking about taking advantage of it, and he can pass the main responsibility to Sean at that time, but - if you acquiesce to my proposal, it means acquiescing to my leadership.

Sean has never forgotten that he is here to recruit new students, not to fight with the admissions officers of the other three schools.

The same four schools, but I have a voice and leadership in four people, and the one who can see this most clearly must be the child's parents.

By then, the advantage will be obvious, right?

As for the aftermath...

I've recruited everyone back, and this is the biggest credit - let Dumbledore go and break up with the other principals, what's my business?

In fact, Sean said the same to the other Hogwarts recruiting wizards before he set off.

Distinguish the priority, the status, and do what you need to do. Afterwards, there is a tall old man who will bear it.

In this way, Sean and Daniels walked slowly towards the goal.

"No. 66 Hazelnut Road, next to Hazelnut Bar..."

The two stood in front of an ordinary wooden house one after the other, where Aliz Root should have received four admission notices from four magic schools. It is estimated that this will be discussed with her parents. Is it a prank?

Sean looked around and didn't find the doorbell, and then amplified his voice a little: "Hello, is anyone home?"

The door was pushed open, and a man with a red nose was watching the two people outside the yard vigilantly.

He saw a well-dressed and handsome boy standing outside the door with a gentle smile on his face, but he exuded a very confident temperament.

And behind the boy, a man with a pale face and an older looking man was looking at him.

Now, there are still people who go out with attendants?

"Who are you?" the man asked cautiously.

Although the words were directed at two people, what he saw was Sean.

Goal achieved... Sean smiled: "Hello, Mr. Root, I'm the admissions officer at Hogwarts, my name is Sean Wallop, this is Morgens Daniels - trust you My daughter has received our admission letter."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Root immediately put on a rough face.

"Listen! Don't make such silly jokes about my daughter!"

Sean shrugged and looked back helplessly.

"Morgansi, this is the first time I have done this kind of work. Did the parents you met before do the same?"

Daniels curled his lips: "It's my first time, but didn't the professor tell you before you came?"

"Performing a magic trick?"

"Apparently, magic can make these Muggles shut up quickly."

"Then, do you want me to study?"

In Sean's sincere eyes, Daniels was a little puzzled, but he went into the yard anyway.

"Mr Root, we're not kidding—"

He took out a wand and waved it.

The furious Mr. Root widened his eyes.

He saw that the wine bottles he had thrown in the yard came to life all at once. The wine bottles swayed in a row, and then jumped up one by one. They were held by his "bottle companion". Then, the remaining liquid in the bottle was gathered into a bottle.

In the end, the half-filled bottle was shaken to Mr. Root like a drunken man.

"Hiccup—" It burped, then collapsed in front of the steps, and the liquor from the bottle spewed out, like a drunk who had vomited too much.

Mr. Root rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the wine bottle in front of him was still "vomiting".

"My God, the bottle of wine that old Hank sold me last night must have been blended with denatured alcohol..." muttered Mr. Root.

Sean snapped his fingers, he didn't even take out his wand.

A gentle magic spell hit Mr. Root, and then, the middle-aged man found that his weakness and dizziness caused by the hangover disappeared all at once.

"This...this...this is?!"

"For your family, drink in moderation, Mr. Root." Sean said with a smile.

"Dad, is there a guest here?"

A girl popped her head out from the door.

Mr. Root swallowed and turned back to his daughter and said, "My dear, those letters seem to be true..."

In the small living room that is not luxurious but not messy, Sean and Daniels sat down.

Just now, Sean showed his hand in front of Aliz Root again, and now the little guy is too excited to describe.

"Oh, this one, Mr. Wallup, Mr. Daniels, tea."

Mr. Root brought up two cups of black tea, and at a glance, he knew that it was old tea that had been sitting for a long time. Obviously, he seldom took it out to entertain guests.

Daniels took the teacup, but placed it on the coffee table without any movement. Sean took it, took a sip, and smiled, "Thank you."

Mr. Root sat next to his daughter, rubbed his hands, and asked, "So, is Aliz already determined to go to the magic school?"

"For now, it's like this. Your daughter has talents that many people can't have. Going to school to learn magic is the best choice." Sean replied.

"Then I have a question - Aliz has received four offers, but you just said, you are from Hogwarts? The other three schools, have they given up on my daughter?"

On the side, Daniels' face froze, and he remembered that what Sean said when he entered the door just now: "We Hogwarts..."

What a sinister guy!

He immediately said with a sullen face: "Please don't get me wrong, I am from Nurmengard, the best magic school in Europe."

"Oh-oh-sorry, Mr. Daniels," said Mr. Root, embarrassed.

Sean smiled secretly, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc: "Please don't be so strict, we have a good relationship between Hogwarts and Nurmengard - as for the other two schools, frankly, they may have delayed in the last one. It's been a long time, so I'll bring Daniels over to check the situation first."

Daniels' face sank and his teeth were gritted.

Bring me here to check the situation... Inside and out, it all reveals that Nurmengard is Hogwarts.

Moreover, looking at Mr. Root's expression, it is obvious that he is more enthusiastic about this Sean Wallop.

too insidious...so insidious...

Just as he was about to speak, two people suddenly broke in.

A man and a woman were in a hurry, staring at Sean and Daniels dissatisfied at the moment.

"You two are too unruly?"

Sean exchanged his crossed legs: "Before that, would you like to introduce yourself to Mr. Root and Aliz?"

"You..." The Beauxbatons girl glared at Sean, then put on a kind expression, and introduced herself and Beauxbatons to the Roots.

The sullen boy from Durmstrang did the same.

Sean didn't interject during this time, and after several people had introduced their respective schools, he said slowly: "Mr. Root, this is my company's private number - of course, it can be used by the Muggle world. , you can ask any questions, don't worry, the operators are very professional. In addition, even if Aliz chooses another school, you can ask some precautions in the magical world through this phone."

He smiled at Aliz: "You too, you can make this call if you want to know anything."

Daniels sucked in a breath.

What a ruthless guy!