Chapter 178

Fleur said: "You have a very good smell! Can you tell me what it is?"

Erwin smiled: "If I knew, I don't think I would be stingy about telling you!"

Fleur covered her mouth and laughed twice: "You are very famous, even our side knows you! Many people are very curious about you, they call you the real nobleman of the British magic world! Now it seems, Well-deserved!”

Erwin cursed in his heart, what the hell, if he had been so famous, his reputation would have exploded long ago.

He doesn't know whether he is famous or not?

On the professor's seat, Olim looked at Fleur who was talking to Erwin.

A strange color flashed in his eyes.

Fleur was very arrogant in Beauxbatons, and of course, she also had the qualifications to be arrogant.

I have never seen Fleur take the initiative to talk to anyone.

Dumbledore said: "Dean Olim, are you here just for a visit?"

Olim retracted his gaze from Erwin and said, "No, Karkaroff should be here soon. Let's talk about it then!"

Dumbledore nodded.

I was curious about the purpose of the two deans coming to Hogwarts.

Not long after, the same appearance appeared.

Durmstrang's principal Igor Karkaroff appeared in the center of the auditorium with his student Viktor Krum.

Karkaroff said coldly: "Dumbledore, your Hogwarts gate is really difficult to enter!"

Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged and he said, "It's all for the safety of these children!"

Karkaroff snorted.

Didn't say much.

He went directly to the teacher's seat and sat down unceremoniously.

"Who is Erwin? Someone can actually reach the last level of Slytherin's prefect challenge! Are you Slytherin students getting worse and worse now? Can a first-year wizard reach this level? This step!”

Karkaroff just finished speaking.

The next moment.

A sharp blade flew directly against Karkaroff's sleeve.

It left a mark on Karkaroff's sleeve.

Karkaroff's expression changed slightly.

Turn around and look.

In Snape's hand, the wand was pointed at Karkaroff casually.

"What did you just say?"

Karkaroff's pupils contracted slightly.

But he didn't dare to attack. They were both Death Eaters, and Karkaroff was very aware of Snape's strength.

Dumbledore didn't say anything and just sat there for a while.

No thought of stopping it at all.

Erwin rolled his eyes.

In this guy, Erwin seemed to see an old friend, his name was Ron Weasley.

Same stupidity, same dish.

If he hadn't become a traitor to the Death Eaters, this guy would still be dancing with the Dementors.

The most important thing is that this guy's skills are not good, and he has a bad mouth.

Deserve a beating.

Karkaroff looked at him and said nothing.

Snape's eyes flashed with sarcasm and he put away his wand.

Dumbledore saw that it was over and stood up.

"Okay! It's almost time, the other guests should be arriving soon! Get ready!"

Professor McGonagall and others nodded.

Hogwarts was open today, and many people came to watch the duel between Erwin and Grodia.

They also need to make arrangements.

Fleur stood up: "Erwin, come and visit our school when you have time! I can be your tour guide!"

Erwin nodded: "I will!"

Fleur then left with Dean Olim.

When Karkaroff passed by Erwin.

He stopped and turned to look at Erwin.

Just about to speak.

A cold voice came.

"Don't block the corridor. Do you need me to help you walk?"

Not surprisingly, the person who spoke was Snape.

Karkaroff looked ugly and left immediately.

It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

Of course Snape didn't care whether he was in a good mood or not!

The other little wizards in the auditorium also left one after another.

Draco moved closer to Erwin: "Prefect, come on!"

Erwin nodded.

Pansy also came over: "Sir! Let's go there first."

Erwin nodded.

Although he didn't know why Pansy changed his name during this time, Erwin didn't take it seriously.

From now on, we are all our own people. You can call me whatever you want. If it doesn't work, you can call me Your Majesty.

Unlike these young wizards, the seventh grade wizards who were about to graduate came to Glodia.

"Prefect, that's pretty much it. Don't embarrass yourself too much!"

"Don't lose too badly. After all, we are in seventh grade!"

"Don't tell me, I'm still looking forward to following the Slytherin army later! It's very majestic!"

"If it doesn't work, the prefect should vote!"

Erwin was suppressing laughter at the side. The three armies had not moved yet. Would they rebel first?

Grodia also had a wry smile on his face.

When only Erwin and Glodia were left in the auditorium.

Grodia said: "These guys, they don't think much of me!"

Erwin smiled and said: "That's because they don't understand the senior's strength!"

Grodia shook his head: "I'll go over first, Erwin, we'll see you soon!"

Erwin nodded.

Not long after Grodia left.

Erwin also came to the lounge of the Quidditch field.

This is where Erwin and the others are preparing.

Elvin pulled out his wand and wiped it gently. Today should be the most difficult battle for him since he came to the magic world.

He couldn't use Gatling gun, so he could only use his own strength.

The silver-white wand trembled gently under Elvin's wipe.

It seemed that he was also looking forward to the next battle.

At the same time, the audience in the stands had arrived one after another.

Draco saw his parents.

He waved his hand quickly.

Narcissa also noticed her son.

He waved casually and looked at Lucius on the side.

"Lucius, we are about to see the child!"

Lucius nodded, his eyes full of expectation and deep hidden excitement.

(Author's perspective, don't ask how to see it!)

Draco scratched his head, always feeling that his mother's attitude just now was so perfunctory, but then he felt that it was an illusion, because his mother loved him the most.

Narcissa held Lucius's hand slightly harder.

Lucius patted Narcissa's hand: "Okay! Calm down, otherwise it will be easy for others to see that something is wrong! Now that the child has come to the wizarding world, we will have many opportunities to meet in the future! During the holidays, we can ask Draco to invite him to Malfoy Manor!"

Narcissa nodded: "Well, I will cook for him myself, and I will make him a lot of delicious food!"

Lucius thought of Narcissa's cooking skills and inexplicably felt that Erwin might be in trouble.

Time passed by bit by bit.

Ten o'clock, gone in a flash!

Dumbledore's wand was against his throat.

"I declare that the final battle of the Slytherin prefect challenge begins now! Glodia Selwyn and Elvin Cavendish enter!"

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