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For a school, the most fundamental natural problem is the source of students. Each magic school has its own means of searching for new students. As Hogwarts relies on, it is the "pen of acceptance" that has been passed down from the ancient times and is associated with it.

However, just sending enrollment notices to selected children may not be able to successfully recruit them. Take Harry, for instance, if Hagrid wasn't going on horses, he was afraid that it would be impossible to step into the magic world in this life, let alone go to Hogwarts.

With more and more modern wizarding wizards from Muggle, how to properly guide future students who cannot go to Hogwarts into the wizarding school has become an important issue. In fact, as one of the elective subjects, the course of "Muggle Studies" has a specific inquiry course in this area.

In Hogwarts, at least one professor will take up this responsibility every year, and observe and contact the magical awakeners to a certain extent. This is not just to ensure that those children can come to Hogwarts Castle to experience the charm of magic, but it is more for their own safety.

You know, once those children who have the potential of a wizard have been mentally suppressed in the Muggle world, it is likely to gradually become silent!

This year, Professor McGonagall put this seemingly inconspicuous, but in fact, responsible work into Maca's hands, allowing him to guide the children who are isolated from the magic gate.

"Squeak--"

With the sound of the wooden door being pushed open, Maca took a steady step into this small tower on the second floor of the annex to Hogwarts Castle.

The door of this tower opened next to several side-by-side utility rooms, but all of them were enchanted. If you do n’t unlock it, you can see whatever door you open. It will only be a common utility room.

Maca knocked rhythmically on the door, then reached out and twisted the doorknob.

As soon as he entered, he found that the ground floor of the tower was also overcrowded with all kinds of debris, and there was no difference from the next few debris. As soon as he got here, his vision was dim, because there was no light source inside.

Outside the doorway behind, the light penetrated from his side, the oblique beam of light contrasted with the darkness in the room. In the misty beam of light projected in, the swirling dust particles are clearly identifiable, making people feel as if even the passage of time has slowed a lot in silence.

When he walked around between the mops, dustpans, broken wooden cabinets, and old desks almost piled up on the hill, and looked inside, he finally found another small, damaged door.

What doesn't match the appearance of the small wooden door is that Maca can vaguely sense that there is obviously a very complicated forbidden magic attached to it. Unless someone with a method of opening comes over, even if the obstacles outside are broken, it will be difficult to enter the upper floor of this small tower through it.

Maca looked curiously for a while, then she stretched out her palm forward and silently cast a spell that was used to open the doorway. And as he finished the spell, the wooden door automatically opened without a creaking noise, revealing the spiral staircase hidden behind it.

The wooden doors are old, as are these stone staircases. Maca climbed up step by step, with a loose feeling under his feet, which made people afraid that if he stepped on one foot, he would collapse.

Each step of these stairs is higher than the other stairs in the castle, making the spiral staircase leading to the top seem quite steep. Fortunately, the tower is not high overall. Although it was a little bit hard to get up, it didn't take long for Maca to find that the trap door above her was already visible.

"Click-oh!"

Probably because domestic elves are not allowed in here. Without those hard-working little guys to clean up, the dust here is especially high. At the moment the trapdoor was pushed open, there was still a lot of flying dust falling into Maca's eyes with the light.

He narrowed his eyes quickly, and while covering his mouth, he used a descaling spell to clean up the dust, and then he straightened up and went up.

As soon as he stepped onto the round room at the top of this small tower, Maca glanced at the half-tall tall stone platform in the center. The surface of the stone platform itself and the bricks on the ground are sculpted with old and ancient symbols, without any glorious flow, or even half magical fluctuations.

But even so, Maca clearly understood that this stone platform and a book resting on the countertop were effective at all times.

He is a wizard who is proficient in ancient runic texts. Such obscure traces of ancient magic, of course, will meet Hunting Heart. But since you have learned about this place from Professor McGonagall, of course, you can always do research at any time in the future. You don't need to be in a hurry at this moment.

After paying some attention, Maca took out her notebook and recorded the name and location information on the new page one by one. Just by looking at it like this, this mysterious magic book is exactly the same as ordinary books, even turning it is exactly like a book without magic.

"Sarah Hohenheim? Hey, it already has a name on it, and I don't know if this talented girl will eventually choose Hogwarts ..." Maca wrote in a notebook hanging in front of her. Stop, wondering, "Oh? Ens Taun ... Isn't this the boy from Delphi's neighbour's house? Look back and see ..."

After more than ten minutes, Maca took a closer look at the completed list and then nodded.

"There aren't many places to run. I should be able to cope with it alone, so I don't need to trouble other professors." After checking, he closed the notebook and took it with his pen into his waist bag. .

But just when he was about to turn away, a tiny stream of magic came from afar, almost instantly.

He was very sensitive to the magic wave, and then turned to look at it.

The moment he turned back, the "pen of acceptance", which had been silently inserted in the ink bottle, had already floated up, watching the pen tip fall to the page. But in the next second, the cover of the black dragon leather slipped to the side, and closed with a slam.

Just before Professor McGonagall came here, there was undoubtedly a magic outrage that had been felt by the "pen of acceptance" but not yet acknowledged.

There are many types of magic riots of little wizards.

According to their own magical talents, children with higher magical activity have higher intensity of violence, and children with more determined spirits have more ingenious forms.

In addition, of course, there are also some special cases, such as the situation of perfect control in the unconscious like the magical runaway of Maca in the past; for example, like Voldemort in his childhood, he can freely control the magic to a certain extent, A situation where self-will is achieved.

As in these special cases, they can be recognized with "Acceptance Pen" at the same time, and their names can be written on the pages of books as soon as possible. If this is not the case, it may be necessary to make careful follow-up observations before leaving the name after repeated inspections.

Since the name was not immediately added to the book's list, Maca thought about it and turned to leave. Because he knows that the observation time can be long or short. If he chooses to stay and wait, who knows when he will have a result? It's better to check it later.

"Hope you can be selected too!" Before closing the trapdoor, Maca glanced at the stone platform again, and said so.

...

The weather today is actually not very good. There is a little sunshine in the morning, but in the afternoon it becomes gloomy. But this is the case in Britain. The grey skies are the norm.

Maca had already been to a family before lunch. At present his task is just to take a look at it. If he is really needed to make contact, it still has to be a period before the school starts.

At this moment, he was sitting in the tram dazzlingly watching the street view outside, his mouth and nose was full of long-lost city atmosphere. Occasionally, he could hear one or two uniquely dressed musicians on the streets, bringing a little lightness to the slightly dull streets.

"I'm afraid it's going to rain ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Maca tilted her head and looked up at the sky." Although it's not bad to see the rain in the city, it's not convenient to get wet. I also want to take a leisurely stroll ‘here’ while the holidays are just starting! "

The "here" in his mouth refers to the Muggle world.

In fact, for Maca, the magic world is the "other side" of the world. No matter how long he has lived there, it is difficult for him to completely treat himself as a wizard. Maybe I don't think so much when the magic world is busy, but once I return to this Muggle world, this kind of intimacy will suddenly become thicker.

"Click-"

He was thinking casually, the tram stopped suddenly. At the same time as the car door opened, he suddenly returned to God, and got out of the car with many people in a hurry.

But after a few steps, Maca felt a little coolness over her head. When he lifted his head and looked up into the sky, the dark raindrops hang down like silk threads, one by one, as if the whole sky is to be broken apart.

After all, it rained.