Three different sounds rang out at the same time, like three stones falling into a lake, stirring up a circle of ripples.

Durmstrang's old students were all surprised, and many of them looked at the lonely girl in the lonely seat at the front.

"The last time this happened was when Meredith was in school...... Last time......"

Cecil Howard muttered to himself, his eyes staring blankly at Nolin in front of the portrait, not knowing what to think.

Norin was also a little surprised to notice the strangeness of the students. In his opinion, this is similar to the "hat embarrassment" of Hogwarts Partition.

"Since the three principals have approved you at the same time, you have the right to choose your own college."

Karkaroff looked down at Norin and said slowly.

Norlin raised his eyebrows, and it didn't take long for him to make his choice:

"Göfoffe."

This college, which is highly consistent with Ravenclaw's temperament, is naturally the object of Nolin's first consideration.

The hall erupted in sparse applause.

As she walked back to her seat, the girl named Meredith nodded slightly at Norin.

"I must remind you again before the opening banquet."

Karkaroff walked back to the VIP seat, and several professors beside him looked indifferent, "Durmstrang is a school that teaches dueling magic. We allow you to have regular and free duelings, but we are not allowed to have such fights. Otherwise, what awaits him is not as simple as expellation. ”

Norin sat safely in the back seat, and Jasmine asked in a whisper:

"Is the Hogwarts where you used to be the same here?"

Norlin shook his head, then said, "Once we're in this school, we don't have much to do with each other - that's what I think is. It's good if you hate me, or if you hate me, that's your business. I'm welcome to seek revenge on me, but you only have one chance, so you'll do it when you've thought about it. ”

Jasmine was caught off guard by his sudden words and froze in place. It took a long time for her to understand the meaning of Norin's words, her eyes turned red uncontrollably, and she pursed her lips and said hatefully:

"That's best, what do you think I have to do with you?"

Norlin nodded in satisfaction, not bothering to care if she was angry or sincere.

Karkaroff's speech was over, and trays of food appeared on the tables in front of the students.

The banquets at Durmstrang and Hogwarts are much the same, with the same variety of delicacies, but with different ingredients. The food here is more of the meat of animals that live in the snow and ice areas, and the meat is delicate and delicious, which is appetizing.

Most of Durmstrang's students are fit, and one of the reasons for this is that they probably have a lot of fish and meat at every meal.

The course of the dinner was extremely quiet, with few sounds of exchange, and everyone honestly brandished their knives and forks to solve the food in front of them.

The more Norin ate, the more strange he felt, it didn't look like a school and didn't have the vitality and vitality of the school at all. On the contrary, it is like a military management base, with strict discipline.

Probably this is Durmstrang's school style, and Norlin is not in a position to criticize too much. He finished the food on the table, drank a warm glass of Glo, and found that it tasted surprisingly good.

Glo is one of the more popular drinks in Northern Europe, which is divided into alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and the students drink it naturally non-alcoholic. It's made with a variety of spices, including Jamaican pepper, Sri Lankan cinnamon, allspice, and more, and goes well with raisins and nuts.

After the dinner, Karkarov stood up and said:

The girl at the front frowned, took the lead and walked out of the hall, and said:

"The new students of Gaufein follow me."

The sound of rustling sounded, and the freshmen followed their prefects out of the hall, while Norin walked in Karkaroff, thinking about the purpose of him calling Norin to the office alone.

Along the way, Karkaroff didn't seem to have the idea of explaining to Nolin, and both men were silent. Norin followed Karkaroff up the stairs and finally stopped when he reached the top of the castle.

Karkaroff's office is on the far left side of the highest floor of the castle, and it looks very spacious, and thanks to the windows on both sides, the lighting is not bad.

On the right-hand side of the door, a row of tall bookshelves leaned against the wall, and the books on them were arranged in such a neat order that no one seemed to have taken them, purely for decorative purposes.

"How do you feel about school?"

Sitting behind a large desk, Kakaroff was the first to speak with an awkward smile on his face.

"I was a little uncomfortable when I first came, but I believe that I will get used to it after staying for a long time."

Norin thought about it, but still didn't say it truthfully, and said euphemistically.

"Dumbledore, your magical prowess surprised even him, didn't it?"

Karkaroff said with his hands on the table and with a smile.

"Professor Dumbledore's statement is a bit exaggerated." Norlin said with the same smile, the expression on his face watertight.

Karkaroff nodded in agreement, and in the next moment, there was already an extra wand in his hand still on the table, and a purple light came straight towards Norin without warning.

At the moment when Karkaroff made a move, Norlin reacted extremely quickly and pulled out his wand, and the blazing red light and purple light collided violently, and the light in the office flickered for a while, dazzling.

The two rays of light could not help anyone, and the stiffness was in mid-air. With a flick of his wand, both beams slammed into the ceiling, swallowed up by a mirror embedded in the ceiling.

The mirror clicked and fell from the ceiling.

Norinde's face turned cold, and he said with a smile:

"Mr. Headmaster, next time I say hello in this way, I will be mistaken."

Karkaroff's face was cloudy, looking at the fragments of lenses on the ground, a smile appeared on his face, and he said: "It seems that Dumbledore is not exaggerating, he has amazing magical strength at such a young age, it is really terrifying......

Norin was about to speak, but suddenly his brows furrowed, and when he looked at Karkaroff again, his eyes were already cold. In his perception, there was an extremely aggressive will trying to enter his brain.

Norlin immediately reacted that it was Karkaroff who was taking a soul from him. Without thinking, Norlin mobilized his mental power and slammed this will back.

Thanks to the Nameless Book, he now has a high sensitivity to spiritual magic, and as long as the difference in strength is not too great, spells like Soul Extraction have almost no effect on him.

"Mr. Headmaster, you're not kind."

Norlin shook his head and said, raising his wand again.