The Wizard Supreme at Hogwarts

Chapter 163
"Welcome new students to Durmstrang, where you will learn the necessary skills to be an excellent wizard, and if you are strong enough, we will also teach you the unfathomable black magic. Similarly, if you don't see If there is obvious progress, those people will receive some small punishments."

Igor Karkaroff said coldly, and only in the last sentence did a sneer appear on his thin face.

The auditorium was silent, and no one dared to disturb the principal's speech.Many people shrank uncontrollably, presumably because they had experienced the "little punishment" in Karkaroff's mouth.

Norin listened to him and looked around.There are not many students in Durmstrang, which has a lot to do with Karkaroff.

Since Igor Karkarov took the post of principal, many parents of students have taken their children out of the school because of his ruthlessness.

In terms of his reputation alone, I am afraid it can be regarded as the lowest in Durmstrang's history.

"Next, find your seats and sit down."

Karkaroff smiled and raised his voice, "Meredith, I haven't seen you in a few months, let me take a good look at you."

The old students consciously walked to their seats and sat down, while the freshmen stood there in a daze, at a loss for what to do.

Norin saw that a tall girl stepped out of the crowd, went straight to the front, and sat down on the lonely chair.

She has fair skin, delicate facial features, light golden curly long hair, and light brown flat eyebrows.A pair of light blue eyes are deep and indifferent, the bridge of the nose is not too high, and the demeanor is cold and reserved.

"I hope you can keep in mind that the position is not static. As long as you dare to challenge and beat the person ahead of you, then his seat belongs to you."

Karkaroff said, with a wave of his wand, three huge portraits appeared out of nowhere in front of the VIP table.

The three people in the painting have different expressions, but they all faintly carry extremely huge fluctuations in magic power, and Nuoling looks a little frightened at first glance.

"Nerida Volkanova, Harfon Monte, and Fergusner Pandora are the three greatest principals in the history of Durmstrang. Your branch will be decided by them."

In the three portraits, there are two men and one woman, all wearing a tall black wizard hat.

As soon as Karkaroff finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamation among the freshmen, but the old students were not surprised.It seems that the secrecy work of each school's branches is doing quite well.

Even Nolin was a little surprised.Good guy, Durmstrang's handwriting is really big by directly calling out historical figures to the freshman branch.

"After I read the name, I walked up to the three principals and let them decide which college to assign to."

Karkaroff glanced around at the standing freshmen, took out a piece of parchment, and read, "Keith Zack!"

A boy with some freckles walked out of the crowd tremblingly, and came to the three figures with a history of nearly a thousand years.

Nerida Volkanova is a typical Bulgarian witch, she just glanced at Keith Zak and didn't speak.The same is true for Harfon Monte, only Fergusner Pandora nodded, and the old voice resounded through the hall:

"Heimdall."

There was silence in the hall, and no one applauded.Cecil Howard, Heimdall's prefect sitting in the front, stood up and led him to the last empty seat.

Keith Zach had a face full of confusion and restraint, as if he couldn't adapt to the atmosphere in the hall.

"Daisy Wright."

Karkaroff read out the next name, and a little girl stepped forward.

"Geofin."

Nelida Volkanova looked at her for two seconds and said slowly.

The girl named Meredith sitting at the front said something to Daisy Wright, who walked to the end clearly and sat next to Keith Zach.

Norin found that the three portraits seemed a bit staid, and seemed to only serve the function of sorting.He guessed that the three principals should have cast corresponding magic on their portraits before they were alive, otherwise, it would be too exciting to be sorted by real people.

As Karkaroff spat out one name after another, fewer and fewer freshmen stood, and finally only Norin and Jasmine stood alone not far from the entrance of the hall.

"Molly Rasambo."

Karkaroff looked at the two people standing and said.

Jasmine's body froze, and she subconsciously raised her head to glance at Nuo Lin, but she was a little disappointed that there was no expression on Nuo Lin's face.She took a deep breath and stepped forward apprehensively.

"Vampire, it's been a long time since a vampire came to Durmstrang."

Nelida Volkanova recognized Jasmine's identity at a glance, gave a rare chuckle, and said softly in a voice that only they and Jasmine could hear.

Jasmine was terrified in her heart, she didn't expect that these unmasked portraits could easily see through her own race.She was still worried about whether they would reject her because she was a vampire, but she didn't expect such a reaction from them.

"Come to Nheria, child, this is more suitable for you."

Harfon Monte's beard was windless and automatic, and his voice was dull and rough.

Jasmine nodded in a daze, and Harfon Monte said loudly:
"Enheria!"

Jasmine was still on the spot for two seconds before realizing that she should leave.With the experience gained from previous observations, she walked to the end consciously and sat down in front of Norin.

"Congratulations on arriving at your respective houses. And one last person, he is an exchange student from Hogwarts and one of the most outstanding young people there."

Karkaroff put away the parchment, stared at Nolin who was farthest away from him with gray eyes, and said, "However, before entering Durmstrang to study, you also need to find a college that suits you."

"Noreen Davis!"

Many people turned their heads to look at Norin, even though most of them had met once on the boat.

Norin frowned slightly, and walked slowly to the portrait.

He was still wearing the Ravenclaw robes, with the goshawk ready to take flight. At the age of 13, he already has a tall figure, coupled with a sunny and handsome appearance, his heroic appearance has attracted many girls' attention.

The three people in the portrait looked at him, and he also looked at the three people in the portrait.Their faces were vivid, but Norin found that their eyes were dull.

"Heimdall!"

"Geofin!"

"Enheria!"

Three voices sounded at the same time.Then, they each looked at each other and fell silent again.

Karkaroff's eyes froze, and the silence in the hall was finally broken, and there was a slight discussion.

(End of this chapter)