Chapter 6: The White Devil

For the Sorting House, of course! A sucker! Otherwise, what else can you do?

It is worthy of being the best magic school in Europe, not to mention other aspects, the quality of students alone is not comparable to other schools.

The little wizards one by one, the rhythm of the wizard blood on their bodies, may not be conspicuous when taken out individually.

But don't forget, there are more than 7,000 students here, so many wizard bloodlines, and the elemental tide caused by it is like the sea.

Look at those senior students, the higher the grade, the stronger the blood fluctuations on the body, and the magic elements on the body can almost be condensed into substance.

Sure enough, all the textbooks sold on the market are scrap paper after deletion! Only in the academy can you learn the most core knowledge!

Charlotte lined up in front of the high platform with the first-year freshmen, and he pretended to look around, but in fact he looked at the center of the faculty desk!

There, sitting, an old man, with a pair of half-moon-shaped glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, and his silver hair and beard hanging down loosely, looking like a harmless neighbor's grandfather.

But he is recognized as the greatest wizard of our time, the closest to the god of wizards, the winner of the Order of Merlin of the First Degree, the founder and secrecy of the Order of the Phoenix, the president of the International Federation of Magicians, the chief magician of the Wizengamot, and the first White Lord - Albus Percival Woolfrick Brian Dumbledore!

Yes! It's the White Devil!

White, of course, refers to Dumbledore's camp.

The king is a sign of his incomparable strength.

Take a look at Dumbledore's record: in 1945, at the end of World War II, he defeated Gellert Grindelwald, the culprit who started the world war, his lifelong friend, and the first Dark Lord of our generation!

Maybe this record is not strong, because of the close relationship between the two, so the world may have a bad misunderstanding.

Then, in 1947, due to the ambition of the Holy See, it tried to re-sow the glory of God throughout the world and reinvent the ancient divine power of heaven!

Dumbledore sniped the 300-man Templar Order alone. Each member of the team is a Paladin-rank, and can ignore weapons such as armor-piercing shells and Gatling cannons when fighting alone.

After that, he came to the Vatican in the Papal States, singled out the three archangels - Gabriel, Raphael and Michael, killed one person and severely injured two people, so that the then Pope Pierre III was forced to abdicate.

Since then, the Holy See has been in a state of collapse.

In 1948, Dumbledore, who had regained his strength, went all the way east, defeating great wizards and even legendary wizards along the way, and finally captured the last phoenix as a demon pet in the Eastern Empire!

In 1980, he defeated his student, Quetzalcoatl's son, descendant of the ancient Lich and the second Dark Lord of his time, Tom Marvolo Riddle.

In the same year, he defeated a group of three generations of vampires and subdued the giants, and if it weren't for the deterrence of high-yield hydrogen bombs and neutron bombs, almost the whole world would be prostrate at his feet.

This is Dumbledore's strength!

In front of him, Charlotte didn't dare to release her spiritual power, but just swept her eyes and immediately took it back.

Even so, he felt the power of Dumbledore's bloodline like a black hole, terrifying, terrifying, and incomparable!

Say he's a demon, that's because of Dumbledore's philosophy!

His origin magic is the magic of love!

But it is not the "love" of ordinary people, but the love of "God for the love of the world"! It's a terrible power that's been twisted!

Dumbledore's love is an established love! He believed that good and evil in the world were absolute, qualitative.

Just like the first time he saw Tom Riddle, he identified him as the evil party, and did not influence Tom with love at all, but used great power to intimidate him, so that he really embarked on the path of the Dark Lord.

For Harry Potter, it was Dumbledore's sure savior. It is the best test subject for dialing the gears of destiny through its great power.

Manipulating other people's lives is such an evil thing.

In this world, the language of horror is not "kill you", but "for your good"!

Life without freedom is as miserable as being a Lamb of God, and Dumbledore is experimenting with it.

No wonder the archangel Gabriel, who was killed by him, prophesied before he died: "I see that the demon who shepherds the living spirit in a loving way has appeared, and the whole earth will become a walking dead under his rule!" ”

How dazzling and pure a person's bright side is, how deep and extreme his dark side is. There is only one layer of separation between black and white, the White Lord is only one thought away from the first demon king in history, when he firmly believes that what he does is for the good of everyone, and ignores the choice of others, the world will usher in the most evil white terror!

Of course, the use of the word "demon" to describe Dumbledore is completely conjectured by Charlotte through historical biographies such as "A Contemporary History of Magic", "The Legend of Dumbledore", and "The Greatest White Wizard".

Although the clues in these books have exposed Dumbledore's temperament, Charlotte still has some luck, hoping that she is just suffering from persecution paranoia.

Because, if Dumbledore is really the White Lord, then the world is too brutal!

Even if you have the Witness system, facing this final boss is hellish difficulty!

While Charlotte was deep in thought, Professor McGonagall had taken out her famous Sorting Hat and placed it on a barstool.

Then the hat moved, and a wide slit was split in the brim of the hat, like a mouth:

You may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge people by their looks, and if you can find a more beautiful hat than me, I can eat myself.

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Come put me on! Don't be afraid! Don't panic! You're safe in my hands, for I'm a thinking hat!

After the hat finished singing, the whole restaurant applauded, and the hat actually squirmed and bowed to the four tables one by one, and then seemed to run out of strength and stood still.

Charlotte looked closely at the Sorting Hat, it looked like a top wizard's hat, it was patched, it was very old, and it was very dirty, but this hat had to be hundreds of years old, and the worn-out point was easy to understand, why was it so dirty, could it be that the magic of the Sorting Hat was afraid of water?

At that moment, Professor McGonagall took out her wand and tapped it on her hat, only to see phantoms emerge from the Sorting Hat, and then quickly flew over the heads of all the first-year wizards.

Professor McGonagall took a step forward, "Don't be nervous! The Sorting Hat will then divide you into your own houses based on your talents! ”

Charlotte was startled when the hat flew over her head, but in an instant she came back to her senses and held on to her heart, because he could already feel a spiritual force seeping into his brain.

Spiritual magic like "Regent's Mind".

Simply, Charlotte's mental power is relatively strong, at least she is not afraid of the doppelganger of the Sorting Hat. He quickly imagined in his mind the scene of learning to read.

Gryffindor can't go, that's the absolute territory of the White Lord. Slytherin is a forest of hills, mostly in the hands of pure-blood nobles. Hufflepuff, though relatively modest, is too inconspicuous to have much to say.

So, let's go to Ravenclaw. The learning atmosphere there is still very good.

After a minute or two, the sorting hats on the heads of the young wizards flew back into the body of the barstool.

"After dividing the children of the academy, please go directly to the long table of your own academy and sit down!" Professor McGonagall said. Immediately, the Sorting Hat opened its mouth:

"Hannah Abbott - Hufflepuff!"

"Mandy Bloho - Ravenclaw!"

"Jones Hillary - Hufflepuff!"

The student who called his name quickly walked out of the queue and came to the long table of his own college, and the old students of the college would applaud him warmly.

The sorting continued, and Gryffindors and Slytherins began to appear, and soon, "Hermione Granger—Gryffindor!" ”

"The inertia of history, big events are never so easy to change!" Charlotte sighed in her heart.

"Charlotte White – Ravenclaw!"

It didn't take long for the Sorting Hat to read his name.

Charlotte Shi Ran walked out of the long line and came to her own academy, and the applause was no longer as warm as it was at the beginning, after all, there were more than two hundred freshmen in each college, and just applauding could make people tired to death.

Charlotte didn't care, nodded at everyone present, and sat down.

To his left is a blue-eyed freshman, "Hello, I'm Gordon Brown!" The boy whispered to Charlotte.