When the three ferocious ghouls turn into black smoke, Phila Hope had a momentary absence in his eyes.

    Failed.

    How is this possible?

    Just like the full-size bullying the trumpet with primary skills, even if the trumpet skills are full, the basic attributes will not change.

    Klein Grindworth is clearly just a child who has not been promoted to the second grade. Such a child, no matter how talented, can never rival her decades of accumulation!

    But the result is

    The "Ghoul" she summoned was cut like vegetables by the other party''s "divine guard Knight".

    "You... Really..."

    Take a deep breath, Phila Hope wanted to say "are you really only twelve years old" to Klein, but when the words came to her mouth and met the clear and clean eyes, she couldn''t help turning her words into

    "You''re really good."

    "Thank you."

    Klein can feel it since Phila Hope''s "ghost calling curse" completely failed, and most of the old woman''s hostility and resistance to him disappeared.

    Although he did not understand why, he was willing to maintain the necessary respect for such a person who had great attainments in the field of magic spells.

    "Hehe, I''m old. I''m really old. I''m old and confused."

    Let go of the burden of hatred, Phila Hope smiled and suddenly changed from an aggressive woman to a kind and loving grandmother.

    "Clearly, the enemy is locked up in newmond GAD and wants to be angry with a child."

    It''s like it''s for Klein, it''s like it''s for yourself, Phila Hope put the apricot wand back in his handbag and stepped down slowly in the eyes of the whole audience.

    Maybe as she said.

    Her enemies have always been locked up in newmond, not elsewhere

    Klein was silent.

    Neither showed "defeating" Phila Hope''s excitement was not stunned by the other party''s words.

    He stood quietly, silently feeling every look in his eyes.

    "I am not proud of my surname, nor do I feel inferior for my surname.

    I am me.

    The unique Klein Greendevo. "

    Greendevo''s blood brought him great talent. Similarly, Greenwald''s blood brought him endless hatred.

    Phila Hope is just a microcosm.

    Klein knew that when he officially appeared, there would be countless wizards in the magic world who were persecuted to the death of their families by "greendevo" and locked him with indifferent eyes.

    But

    So what?

    He not only has the strength to control his destiny, but also has the ability to change his destiny.

    All doubts and prejudices must be trampled under his feet!

    Accept it or not.

    Klein The name greendevo will break into everyone''s life in a tough way.

    Abuse will eventually become praise.

    And those who are enemies of him are bound to suffer!

    "Wonderful, really wonderful."

    On the high platform, Connelly Fudge took the lead in clapping his hands and cheering Klein''s performance.

    Separated from Dumbledore''s influence, he was surprised to find that he liked this young man with great respect for the Ministry of magic.

    Old fudge even began to wonder if he wanted to apologize for his unhappiness last time.

    "Ha ha."

    Klein smiled generously and quietly glanced at the Minister of magic around him.

    "Fortunately, you don''t know I''m Soren, otherwise..."

    "Hua la la" "Hua la la" "Hua La"

    With cornelli Fudge took the lead, and the masters under the stage responded one after another, giving Klein the warmest and most sincere applause and cheers.

    It''s worth it, Klein Greenwald is worth it.

    There was a wave of applause in front.

    Backstage, Rita, a special reporter for the prophet daily Skeeter''s eyes shine!

    She must have a good interview with the child. She has even figured out the headline on the front page tomorrow.

    "Greenwald -" demon blood "conquer magic summit!"

    "Huh?"

    Feeling this hard won kindness, suddenly Klein narrowed his eyes and looked at a place quietly.

    But he didn''t care too much about the feeling of being watched.

    From Chilo, Voldemort to gidrow Lockhart, all those who want to calculate him, end up miserable

    "Good, good."

    Dumbledore was clapping too, but what he thought was different from others.

    Looking at the young man enjoying the cheers on the stage, with a heartfelt smile on his face, the fuzzy shadow gradually merged with Klein''s small figure.

    Talking to himself, the old man was stunned and suddenly remembered a lot of things

    "The invincible wand is just a joke, don''t you think?"

    That day, the young man who exposed his strength for the first time did not care how many holy weapons the Wizards dreamed of.

    "The world is neither black nor white, but a delicate gray."

    After chatting at the tea party, the boy refused the cup of honey tea, and his eyes twinkled with an expression he couldn''t understand.

    "I know I can get anything, so I don''t want anything.

    I have nothing, but I have everything. "

    When the snake monster turned into a hair ring, the boy''s eyes flashed a moment of excitement, but in the twinkling of an eye, it became indifferent and calm again.

    Dumbledore sighed quietly.

    The child embarked on a path in which neither darkness nor light could be seen.

    I don''t know whether it''s a good thing or a bad thing

    But whether it''s a good thing or a bad thing, it''s not what he needs to consider now.

    At the urging of many old friends around him, Dumbledore took the box decorated with secret silver and stepped onto the platform amid applause and cheers.

    See Dumbledore coming, Cornell next to Klein Fudge''s face froze.

    "I''m sorry last time, son. Congratulations. You deserve it."

    Finally, the minister whispered in a voice that could only be heard by himself and Klein, and quietly stepped out of the stage.

    This is the internal affairs of the "Merlin regiment". He, the Minister of magic, is not qualified to intervene.

    "Hehe, how are you feeling now?"

    Holding the box and not in a hurry to open it, Dumbledore smiled at Klein and joked.

    "OK."

    Klein didn''t see his impatience, so he chatted with Dumbledore.

    "Er..."

    Now it''s Dumbledore''s turn to be embarrassed.

    He is willing to gossip with his students.

    But this time, he didn''t come to power as president Hogwarts

    "Cough."

    As if he hadn''t said those words, Dumbledore coughed and opened the box decorated with secret silver and gemstones to reveal the golden medal lined with brocade.

    "Because of your contribution to the magic world, Klein Ville Greenwald has voted by the" Merlin Jazz "to award you the first-class medal!

    Congratulations, you''re part of the Jazz now. "