Chapter 305: Applying for a Teacher Position
As the greatest wizard of the contemporary era and the chief wizard of the International Confederation of Wizards, Dumbledore naturally cannot be absent from such an event.
Don’t look at how powerful Voldemort seems to be in the UK, and people even dare not mention his name.
But in fact, compared to Grindelwald, Voldemort can only be regarded as a younger brother. Compared with the young people today, the old people in the Ministry of Magic of various countries understand Grindelwald’s horror better.
Compared with Voldemort who is all reckless and starts fighting at the slightest disagreement, Grindelwald is better at bewitching people.
Grindelwald once wreaked havoc in North America. He was arrested in the United States for some things, but he was imprisoned for only half a year.
The Aurors guarding Grindelwald were replaced three times. Every wizard who had long contact with him would be bewitched by him unknowingly and become a believer in his so-called great interests.
Even after he imprisoned himself for decades, there are still people looking forward to him, and even his subordinates call themselves saints.
What is a saint?
Only those who serve the gods can be called saints. Obviously, in the eyes of those people, Grindelwald is a god.
At this moment, such a contemporary god escaped from prison. No one knows how much waves he will cause in the world.
Fortunately, Dumbledore is still here. They believe that Dumbledore was able to suppress Grindelwald decades ago, so decades later, Dumbledore is still able to do this.
After finally appeasing the representatives of various countries, Dumbledore returned to the familiar Hogwarts exhausted.
Compared with the worried representatives of various countries and the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore is not worried that Grindelwald will cause any trouble at this moment. He is more worried about Grindelwald's safety.
Before this, he had already visited Nicolas Flamel's house. He hoped that this living fossil in the magic world could give him some inspiration. At least Nicolas Flamel is good at prophecy and may find some traces of Grindelwald.
But at Nicolas Flamel's place, Dumbledore only saw endless fog. However, when watching the future, Nicolas Flamel, who had lived for hundreds of years, was horrified. After that, even if Dumbledore asked anything, he would not say another word.
Although Dumbledore was the greatest magician, he was not a god after all, and could not be omniscient and omnipotent. Facing his missing old friend, he could do nothing but worry.
With a tired body, Dumbledore met with Gilderoy Lockhart, who had been waiting for several days.
After all, if you want to really get the position of professor at Hogwarts, you must have the approval of him as the headmaster. This is also one of the magics engraved deep in the castle of Hogwarts.
Unlike what Dumbledore imagined, the calm Gilderoy in his autobiography and stories has a stronger desire to perform than ordinary people.
Facing the exhausted Dumbledore, Gilderoy Lockhart still kept chattering about his honor!
"I have the Order of Merlin, the third-class medal, and I am also an honorary director of the International Anti-Dark Magic League. I have won the Most Charming Smile Award of Wizard Weekly for five consecutive times. Don't worry, I will get along well with the students, and they will completely surrender to my charm."
Watching Lockhart's lips opening and closing, Dumbledore felt that his head seemed to hurt more. Although in his opinion, Lockhart did not seem to have such a strong existence, but at this moment Hogwarts had no room for choice.
Nodding, Dumbledore forced a smile and said: "Okay, it seems that Mr. Lockhart is very suitable for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. In this case, I will be the headmaster of Hogwarts..."
Dumbledore hadn't finished speaking, and suddenly a space channel suddenly opened in his office.
Unlike Apparition, such a space channel can only be opened by those whose strength reaches a certain limit.
Dumbledore could only do this with the Elder Wand, but as he got older, even with the Elder Wand in hand, Dumbledore couldn't do what he was doing.
In Dumbledore's impression, the only two people who could do this were himself and Grindelwald.
"Is it him?!" Dumbledore looked at the space channel with a serious look.
Lockhart, who was standing next to him, looked indifferent. After all, with his knowledge, he didn't know what the space channel in front of him represented. He treated it as an ordinary apparition.
At this moment, Harold didn't even know that apparition was prohibited in the Hogwarts area.
The next moment, a figure emerged from the space channel. This person did not fall directly to the ground, but slowly floated in the air.
Dumbledore squinted his eyes and watched the man who suddenly appeared. He had hair like the night, and the long hair was casually scattered behind him. He was wearing a robe that looked full of Chinese style, and a word "Tao" was written on the robe.
In other words, Dumbledore is indeed well-informed, so he could recognize this traditional Chinese character.
And this person's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything. Although indifferent, his appearance was simply perfect. Even Dumbledore had never seen such a perfect existence in his hundred years of life.
Of course, these appearances did not have much impact on Dumbledore. He was more concerned about the way this person appeared and his empty hands.
Yes, this person did not hold a wand.
This man was standing in the air, casting without a wand. Even ordinary wizards using flying brooms may not be able to do this.
Moreover, Dumbledore could really feel the powerful magic power of this man. When facing this man, Dumbledore felt like he was facing the stars.
Dumbledore felt that even if he held the Elder Wand, he might not be the opponent of the man in front of him.
"Hello, guest from afar, what are you talking about?!"
Dumbledore thought of the man's oriental face and the Taoist robe he was wearing, and asked in Chinese.
It must be said that Dumbledore's Chinese was indeed pure enough. Hearing Dumbledore's voice, the man's stern expression finally melted a little. Obviously, hearing the long-lost hometown dialect made him feel a little better.
He looked down at Dumbledore and his figure slowly descended. However, although he was descending, looking at the man's eyes, Dumbledore still felt that the man in front of him was a god looking down on mortals.
"I am Tongtian, and I am here to apply for the position of teacher!"