v2 Chapter 444： Roaring Letter to Dumbledore

Professor McGonagall's words caught Sean by surprise, and he asked in surprise, "Can you bypass age?"

"In fact, the Goblet of Fire has not had a strict age limit since its inception," Professor McGonagall explained. "The age requirement was discussed by the principals of each school participating in the tournament and the Ministry of Magic. After all, the Goblet of Fire must follow tradition. , a very dangerous contest even for grown-up wizards."

Sean nodded. The reason why the Goblet of Fire was stopped in the past was because the fatality rate was too high. It is said that there was once a terrifying competition in which all players except the winner were killed - not how powerful the winner was, not even the last level. Anyone passed, but only one survived, and he became the final winner.

Professor McGonagall continued: "As you know, the relationship between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic is very strained now, and many times, Hogwarts is no longer even under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic - the Ministry of Magic once thought Moved out of the school board, but there are many people in the school board who are unwilling to make such a head, and it will be nothing."

Sean laughed secretly, Lucius Malfoy was on the school board, and it was no wonder he was willing to stand up for the Ministry of Magic - this old fox chose to live in seclusion without receiving any information from Sean, and pretended to be dead. .

The highest state of the grass on the wall is not to fall, just think that it does not exist.

"As the actual jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic has been greatly weakened, Professor Dumbledore has added several rules to the school rules, including the Goblet of Fire."

"If a student is fifteen years old and has a Hogwarts Special Contribution Award, a Hogwarts position certificate, and can prove his strength and contribution, the school will issue a personal certificate - this Proofs can be used to remove traces, to legally possess dangerous magical animals, and of course, to participate in the Goblet of Fire at a younger age."

Sean was dumbfounded. He looked at Professor McGonagall with a dry smile and said, "Professor, how do I feel..."

Unexpectedly, Professor McGonagall nodded happily: "You don't feel wrong, this certificate is prepared for you, Professor Dumbledore told me so."

Sean: "..."

"Part of the admissions officer is that you are really suitable, and the other part is that this position is also a huge contribution to the school. Professor Dumbledore has made a point calculation system. I have calculated it. With this admission, you can pass the assessment. Got that certificate - and, this is not a blank piece of paper, this certificate really has the magic of Professor Dumbledore, when you hold it, those things that require a certain age to do, those who limit the age Your magic will no longer limit you."

Hiss, good things are good things, the wizarding world is still quite strict with the control of minors, although this is not a big deal for Sean, but sometimes there will always be trouble - such as Diagon Alley's current entry and exit certificate requires adult wizards to apply.

However, Dumbledore actually made a new school rule for me to participate in the Goblet of Fire... Moreover, the points from the admissions activity that has not yet started will be counted as passing.

Unless he goes through the back door, Sean doesn't think that anyone in the history of Hogwarts can get more points than himself... He has won two special contribution awards.

Looking at the somewhat speechless Sean, Professor McGonagall smiled apologetically: "Sean, I'm sorry I didn't discuss it with you, but the Goblet of Fire has not been spent with Hogwarts for a long time. But, I can be very solemn. I promise you that after you get that certificate, you can just use it as a useful magic tool. The professors, including the principal, all agree that it is up to you to decide whether to participate in the Goblet of Fire."

Sean shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Actually, I'm also very interested, and I still want to participate if I have this opportunity."

"You really are more like a Gryffindor—" Professor McGonagall sighed.

"Ravenclaw and Gryffindor don't conflict." Sean responded with a smile.

He really doesn't have any panic about the Goblet of Fire. According to the original text, the first level is the fire dragon. Even if Sean can't conquer his big guy, he can conquer the other side; the second level is to find someone at the bottom of the lake, underwater. Free activities are no problem for Sean. He even has two big guys, the Basilisk and the Selma Lake Monster, who can run amok in the Black Lake; as for the third level, with Sean's current strength, plus his Many Fantastic Beasts friends...

Maybe a bit bullying...

Even if the difficulty is increased, it is not difficult for Sean. It is also a good experience to win the Goblet of Fire and add a glorious touch to his resume.

After Professor McGonagall explained everything, he walked out of the living room with Sean with satisfaction.

Hermione, Daisy, and Stephanie didn't leave. They were sitting on the sofa with their backs straight, chatting with Sean's mother, Mrs. Wallup.

Seeing Sean and Professor McGonagall coming out, they all stood up in unison.

"It's almost there. Excuse me, Mrs. Wallup."

Sean's mother responded politely: "I hope you haven't been snubbed, Professor McGonagall."

"Thank you very much for your hospitality, then I'll go first, goodbye, everyone."

When Professor McGonagall left, everyone in the room looked at Sean.

Sean spread his hands: "Actually, it's just a little thing, run an errand..."

...

Hogwarts Castle.

When the summer vacation came, all the students returned home, and most of the faculty and staff also returned to their residences, and this classical castle seemed a little empty.

But fortunately, talking murals, partying ghosts, and those broken-mouth armors, these magical existences keep the castle from becoming lifeless.

On this day, the castle became a little more lively.

There was a table in the auditorium, and the house elves didn't just stay in the kitchen. They put their heads on the plates and happily delivered delicious food to the people who came back.

Sean tastes new dishes from Polis (the house-elf who decides not to wash his hands after shaking hands with Sean) and chats with the people around him.

"I was surprised when Professor McGonagall said she wasn't in charge of this admissions process. So it was you." Charlotte drank a cold beer boldly, not caring about her leg up.

Now that there are no students at Hogwarts, she doesn't have to work hard to maintain the dignified image of her teaching assistant.

Colton on the side was elegantly dividing a steak with a knife and fork. He forked a steak cut into a cube and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully for a while before swallowing it.

"Sean did a good job, he's in charge, it's normal." Colton said slyly, wiping the corner of his mouth that was not stained with sauce at all with a napkin.

Charlotte snorted: "What do you need to say? Sean is much better than a guy who has no gentleman's demeanor and haunts!"

Colton didn't change his face: "There is still an hour before the mission - if you don't drink before the mission, you may be able to say this with a little bit of persuasion."

"You! It's just a glass of beer, will there be a problem with my alcohol intake?" Charlotte's eyes widened, "And we are recruiting students, not fighting and killing Mr. Sterling, who can only 'do tasks'! "

"This can't prove anything except your carelessness and ignorance, and the situation outside is tense. Azkaban's escaped wizards only captured about 60% of them, shouldn't it be their own safety at this time? priority?"

"you!"

Colton is like a barrage of cannons, except that the cannonballs are unwavering and highly sarcastic words.

"By the way, even if you don't think about your own safety, do you think the parents of the new students are willing to give their children to Hogwarts when they see such an alcoholic?"

"Why..."

"I know you want to say that you can use magic to hangover, but this represents an attitude problem. Parents are far more sensitive than you can imagine when it comes to facing their children's major life choices."

"It's disappointing, and you should be glad that Professor Dumbledore isn't sitting here now."

"Oh, Professor McGonagall is—would she be disappointed?"

Colton turned on all his fire, and made Charlotte furious. She had blushed after drinking a few beers.

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it!" Charlotte snorted coldly, but didn't raise her cold beer to take another sip.

She took a glass of iced pumpkin juice and complained as she drank it, "It's a great holiday, I still have to do things with this guy."

"That's because you didn't have anything else to do during the summer vacation, so when Professor McGonagall looked for someone, you agreed immediately." Colton cut another square piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

Charlotte rolled her eyes: "On the first day of the holiday, as soon as I arrived at Knockturn Alley, I met you, a distasteful fellow—here, I'd rather work at Hogwarts than see you. That stinky face."

"Very well, I think so too, consensus, stupid Miss Hawke?"

"Do you believe I will kill you with a fork now?!"

"Wait and see."

Sean shrugged, ignoring the bickering foe.

The quarrel between Charlotte and Colton has become a routine, and Sean would have persuaded a few words at first, but now it's just a comedy movie.

However, it was this pair of enemies who came to Sean's house to recruit students, and now Sean is going to recruit others with them, and even Colton of Nurmengard is working for Hogwarts.

I have to say, fate is a wonderful thing.

Today, all the admissions staff are gathered at Hogwarts, and Sean has assigned tasks to everyone before lunch begins - with the help of Colton, the "spy", he also gets New Zealand The information on the key areas of Mengard's admissions in previous years, of course, the tough bones Sean left to himself.

After the normal enrollment is over, he will go to Durmstrang's site to secretly dig people...

There was a rare Dumbledore at the lunch table today. Sean tried to chat with each other before the banquet, but the old man with the riddle just pretended to be stupid and didn't say anything.

When the meal was about to end, an owl suddenly flew into the auditorium.

The tan owl looked old, but with unexpected agility, it circled quickly and dropped a package.

The package fell in front of Dumbledore.

"Oh, another gift?"

Dumbledore said with a smile, he did not avoid the crowd on the table, and after putting down the pudding he had just picked up, he unwrapped the package.

Inside is a red letter.

After Dumbledore undid it, the red letter slowly floated to him.

"Oh? Someone actually sent a roaring letter to Professor Dumbledore?" Sean said in surprise.

He's really curious. This kind of roar letter is usually a magic tool that parents use to reprimand their children. Sending roar letters to Dumbledore is really audacious...

Dumbledore didn't seem to mean to open the roaring letter, the red letter began to emit blue smoke from the four corners, and Dumbledore was still smiling and determined.

"old--!

! "Only hearing a huge word jump out, Dumbledore waved his hand lightly, and the roaring letter that was supposed to shake the dust off the ceiling suddenly disappeared, only the mouth in the center of the envelope was silent. opening and closing.

"Enjoy dessert," Dumbledore said to the others, smiling.

For some reason, Sean always felt that Dumbledore looked happy after receiving this roaring letter...

"The seventh seal—" Charlotte on the side was not surprised at all, but instead said to Sean.

"Huh? Professor Dumbledore received seven roaring letters?" Sean asked curiously.

Colton added next to him: "There are nine letters in total. The alcoholic next to you has not come to dinner for two nights. Professor Dumbledore still received the letter."

"Thank you for the reminder!" Charlotte rolled her eyes and said to Sean, "We both came back a few days ago, and Professor Dumbledore would be with us at lunch and dinner every day. Each of them will receive a roaring letter, and today’s one is nine letters.”

"Sending roaring letters to Professor Dumbledore in a row... and Dumbledore is not angry?" Sean was surprised.

"No, Professor Dumbledore doesn't let the roar letter make a sound every time, and he looks quite happy - a bit like a child who has succeeded in mischief... But Professor he sometimes Really childish?"

"Anyway, the person who sent the shouting letter to Professor Dumbledore must have been audacious," Colton said.

Sean nodded in agreement, yes, bold...

Um--? !

Sean looked suspiciously, Dumbledore had already put the letter away.

It seems that Grindelwald is the only one who dares to send a shouting letter to Dumbledore...

My dear, what's going on, Grindelwald looks very dissatisfied - the old man is hiding under the invisibility cloak, and he has to send a roaring letter to Dumbledore?

Sean's doubts were not answered, the lunch was over soon, and it was time to get down to business.

"I hope everyone has a smooth journey. In addition, after all, the situation outside is tense, remember to pay attention to your own safety first."

At Dumbledore's order, everyone moved through the door key.