First-class medal

These people, having lived long lives and being astute observers, how could the Masters not see through Aberdo Hank's intentions?

He clearly had his eye on this exceptional talent, yet he insisted on using the guise of an examination for the Order of Merlin.

Hah, did he really think they were all fools?

"I think Aberdo has a point. However, if further examination is necessary, why go to a hospital? Staying with me, this old man, is just as effective."

"Hmm? Master Wright, your research is in Herbology, isn't it? This child Klein excels at Charms. I believe I am the most suitable candidate."

"Hmph, shall I show you a thing or two, old man? My wand hasn't gone stiff yet!"

"Alright, stop arguing. Don't make a spectacle for the child. If it's truly difficult to decide, then let me—"

"Don't even think about it!"

"Dream on!"

The three old men glared at each other, refusing to back down. The other Masters, far from trying to mediate, were instead rubbing their hands together, eager to join the fray and compete for the "right to further examine."

Klein watched, dumbfounded.

In his past life, these Masters never showed such a side of themselves in front of him.

"Ahem, Klein has only recently enrolled and has a heavy academic load. I fear he won't have time for further examination."

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Dumbledore cleared his throat and subtly shielded Klein behind him.

Trying to poach from him, Deng, right under his nose?

Impossible!

"Don't blame me, old friends. You don't understand this child's uniqueness."

Stroking his white beard, Dumbledore mused inwardly.

A child who can see the future and treats dark magic like fireworks, who else but me can protect him?

This isn't about personal gain; it's about the safety of the entire Magical World!

Therefore, this hot potato is best handled by me personally~

"Thank you all for your kind consideration, but I still have much to learn."

Politely declining the Masters' goodwill, Klein lowered his head like a well-behaved child.

He knew Dumbledore wouldn't let him go, so there was no point in being disappointed.

No matter how famous others were, they couldn't surpass Dumbledore.

There was no need to look far when the best was right here.

"A pity."

The reactions of Dumbledore and Klein, the old and the young, were observed by the Masters. They understood the situation.

Apart from silent regret, they didn't harbor any other thoughts.

Rather, the surname "Grindelwald" could only find true redemption by being near "Dumbledore."

This is the most suitable arrangement.

"Don't corrupt the child."

Nixlite muttered softly, discreetly retracting his wand.

He had originally intended to demonstrate his mastery in the field of Charms.

"In any case, the doors of our hospital will always be open to you. Those Charms—"

Having failed to poach him, Aberdo Hank was deeply disappointed but still maintained great goodwill towards Klein. However, mid-sentence, he seemed to recall something and quickly turned to the Masters beside him.

"Wait, this isn't about one Charm anymore, it's about four Charms! This child invented four Charms!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Masters of the "Order of Merlin" changed. They finally understood.

If a brand-new Healing Spell was enough to warrant a Third-Class Order of Merlin, then what about four Charms?

"First-class."

Une Anglaus slowly uttered the answer.

A recipient of the First-class Order of Merlin at the age of eleven.

This was insane!

"No, absolutely not!"

Hearing that Klein was qualified for the First-class Order of Merlin, Madam Fila Hop, who had remained silent, finally couldn't help but speak.

First-class medal?

Was she kidding!

She had diligently researched the field of Charms for decades, only to receive her sole First-class medal the year before last.

And this child?

He's only eleven years old and it's only his second week of school!

If the Order of Merlin really awarded Klein Grindelwald a First-class medal, she'd probably break her wand in shame!

"Whether it's acceptable or not is judged by Klein's contributions to the Magical World, not by anyone's personal will."

Glancing at Fila, Master of Astrology James White said with a cold face.

The other masters nodded in agreement.

After being conquered by Klein's astonishing talent, their attitudes were worlds apart from their initial stance.

To speak factually, three out of four of his spells were healing spells. If these were to be promoted throughout the Magical World, how many wizards could be saved?

Didn't such a contribution deserve a First-class medal?

"Where's the proof? Perhaps these are Dumbledore's doing, but he just doesn't want to say. Or perhaps it's knowledge from his family!"

As she uttered the words "his family," Fila Hop felt her whole body tremble.

Gellert Grindelwald, who knew what that most dangerous wizard in magical history might have left for his family!

Hearing this, the masters who had been speaking up for Klein fell silent.

They knew Klein's talent was very high; without such talent, it would be impossible for him to possess the Magic Power to cast six spells at the age of eleven.

But inventing new spells required the accumulation of knowledge. Even if he had been reading books since he was in the womb, it was unlikely he could have invented four new spells on his own.

Could these spells really be secret knowledge left behind by the Grindelwald family?

"Firstly, I can guarantee that these spells were not invented by me.

Secondly, you may not know, but the Grindelwald family has long ceased to exist in name and substance. All their assets were confiscated by the German Ministry of Magic.

Klein is the last member of the Grindelwald family, and there is no such thing as secret knowledge."

Seeing his old friends about to be convinced by Fila's words, Dumbledore could no longer remain silent.

He paused and adjusted his half-moon spectacles on his crooked nose.

"I know this is hard to believe. If I didn't know him, I would also think the world had gone mad.

Since that's the case, why not give Klein a chance? Regarding the First-class Order of Merlin, let's put aside our differences and let the entire Magical World decide."

"You mean..."

Aberdo and the others looked at Dumbledore, puzzled.

"If some doubt, then let them see with their own eyes."

Smiling slightly, Dumbledore tilted his head and looked at Klein, who was trying his best to act like a good child and minimize his presence.

"You want this child to attend the upcoming London Ministry of Magic Conference?"

The masters' eyes widened. They never expected Dumbledore to have such confidence in Klein.

Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged, tacitly agreeing to the matter.

He patted Klein's shoulder and said softly, "You should be able to grasp this opportunity, right?"

"I will."

Klein nodded and met the old man's gaze.

Everything was understood without words.