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

"In fact, since the Goblet of Fire was born, there has been no strict age limit requirement," Professor McGonagall explained, "The age requirement was discussed jointly by the principals of the schools participating in the competition and the Ministry of Magic. After all, the Goblet of Fire must follow the traditional , is a very dangerous contest even for adult wizards."

Sean nodded. The reason why the Goblet of Fire was suspended in the past was because the casualty rate was too high. It is said that there was once a horror game where all the players except the winner died. People 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 tense now. In many cases, Hogwarts is no longer even under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic—the Ministry of Magic once wanted to move out The school management committee came, but many people in the school management committee were unwilling to make such a move, so it was nothing."

Sean snickered, Lucius Malfoy was on the school board, it's no wonder he was willing to stand up for the Ministry of Magic—this old fox chose to live in seclusion when he didn't receive any information from Sean, and pretended to be dead.

The highest state of the grass on the wall is not to fall, just to pretend that you don't exist.

"With the actual jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic greatly weakened, Professor Dumbledore added a few rules to the school regulations, including the Goblet of Fire."

"If a student at school has reached the age of fifteen, has a Hogwarts special contribution award, has a Hogwarts position certificate, and can prove his strength and contribution, the school will issue a personal certificate—this certificate It 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..."

Who knows, Professor McGonagall nodded readily: "You are right, this certificate is for you, Professor Dumbledore told me so himself."

Sean: "..."

"The part of the person in charge of admissions is that you are really suitable, and the other part is that this position is also a great contribution to the school. Professor Dumbledore made a point calculation system. I have calculated it. With this admissions, you will be able to pass the assessment. Got that certificate—and, it’s 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 age-restricted No magic will limit you any more."

Hey, good things are good things. The wizarding world still has strict control over minors. Although this is not a big deal for Sean, sometimes there will always be troubles—for example, the current access certificate of Diagon Alley requires an adult wizard to to apply.

However, Dumbledore actually specially formulated a new school rule for me to participate in the Goblet of Fire... Moreover, the points from the enrollment activity that has not yet started must be added to be considered a pass.

Unless he went through the back door, Sean didn't think anyone in the history of Hogwarts could get more points than himself... He won two special contribution awards alone.

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

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

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

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

He really has nothing to panic about the Goblet of Fire. According to the original book, the first level is the fire dragon, even if Sean can't subdue his own big guy, he can defeat him; The activity is no problem for Sean at all, he even has the Basilisk and the Selma Lake Monster, two big guys who can run rampant in the Black Lake; as for the third level, with Sean's current strength, coupled with his many Fantastic Beasts Friends…

Might be a bit of a bully...

Even if the difficulty is increased, it is not difficult for Xiao En. 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 in satisfaction.

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

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

"It's almost done. Excuse me, Mrs. Wallop."

Sean's mother responded politely: "I hope I didn't neglect you, Professor McGonagall."

"Thank you very much for your hospitality, then I will 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, let's do some errands..."

…

Hogwarts Castle.

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

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

But today, the castle became a little more lively.

A table was set up 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 returning people.

Sean tasted the new dishes developed by Polis (the house elf who shook hands with Sean and decided not to wash his hands), and chatted with the people around him.

"I was surprised when Professor McGonagall said she wasn't in charge of the admissions this time. It turned out to be you." Charlotte drank a glass of cold beer boldly, and raised one leg without caring about her image.

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

Colton on the side was gracefully dividing a piece of steak with a knife and fork. He forked a piece of steak that had been cut into a cube and put it into his mouth. After chewing carefully for a while, he swallowed.

"Sean has done a good job. It's normal for him to be in charge." Colton took a napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth that wasn't even stained with sauce, and said lightly.

Charlotte snorted, "What do you need to say? Sean is much better than some guy who has no gentlemanly demeanor and lingers!"

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 bring a little persuasion to say this."

"You! It's just a glass of beer, will there be a problem with my drinking capacity?" Charlotte's eyes widened, "And we are going to recruit students, not to fight and kill, Mr. Sterling who can only 'do tasks'! "

"This proves nothing but your carelessness and ignorance, and the external situation is tense. Only about 60% of the wizards who escaped from Azkaban have been captured. Shouldn't this be a time for your own safety? priority?"

"you!"

Colton was like a cannonball, except that the shells were all unwavering and extremely ironic words.

"By the way, even if you don't consider your own safety, do you think the parents of the new students would be willing to hand over 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 major life decisions for their children."

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

"Oh, Professor McGonagall is—wouldn't she be disappointed?"

Colton's firepower was fully fired, and Charlotte was immediately furious. She had already blushed after drinking a few glasses of beer.

"Hmph, I'm up to you!" Charlotte snorted coldly, but didn't take another sip of the cold beer.

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

"That's because you have nothing else to do during the summer vacation, so when Professor McGonagall asked for someone, you immediately agreed." Colton cut another piece of square beef and put it in his mouth.

Charlotte rolled her eyes: "On the first day of the holiday, when I arrived at Knockturn Alley, I met you, an unappetizing guy—tch, I'd rather work at Hogwarts than see you Bad face."

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

"Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you with a fork right now?!"

"Wait and see."

Sean shrugged and ignored the bickering couple.

The quarrel between Charlotte and Colton has become a daily routine, and Sean would persuade him at first, but now it is just watching a comedy movie.

However, it was this pair of friends who came to Sean's house to enroll students at the beginning, and now Sean is going to recruit others with them, and even Colton of Nurmengard has also worked for Hogwarts.

I have to say that fate is really a wonderful thing.

Today, all the admissions staff gathered at Hogwarts, and Sean had assigned tasks to everyone before lunch—with the help of Colton, the "insider", he also got Newmont The information about Gad’s key enrollment areas in previous years, of course, Sean left the tough bones to himself.

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

There was Dumbledore who rarely appeared at today's lunch table. Sean tried to talk to him before the banquet started, but the riddle old man 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 tawny-yellow owl looks old but is surprisingly agile as it makes a quick circle before dropping a package.

The package landed in front of Dumbledore.

"Oh, another gift?"

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

Inside was a red letter.

After Dumbledore unwrapped it, the red letter slowly floated in front of him.

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

He was so curious. Howling letters are usually magic props used by parents to reprimand their children. Sending a howling letter to Dumbledore is really daring...

Dumbledore didn't seem to have the intention of opening the roaring letter, the red letter began to emit blue smoke from the four corners, and Dumbledore was still smiling calmly.

"Old—!!" Only a huge word jumped out, and Dumbledore waved his hand lightly. The roaring letter that should have shaken the dust off the ceiling suddenly became silent, and only the middle of the envelope His mouth opened and closed soundlessly.

"Enjoy dessert." Dumbledore said to the others with a smile.

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

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

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

Colton added from the side: "There are nine letters in total. The alcoholic next to you didn't come to dinner for two nights, and Professor Dumbledore still received the letter."

"Thank you for your reminder!" Charlotte rolled her eyes and ignored him, and said to Sean, "We both came back a few days ago, Professor Dumbledore will be with us when we eat, every lunch and dinner he Each of them will receive a roaring letter, including today's, there will be nine letters."

"Continuously sending roaring letters to Professor Dumbledore... and Dumbledore is not angry?" Sean was surprised.

"No, Professor Dumbledore doesn't let the roaring letter make a sound every time, and he looks quite happy-a bit like a child who succeeds in pranking... But, the professor is really childish sometimes?"

"Anyway, the person who sent the roaring letter to Professor Dumbledore must be daring~lightnovelpub.net~ Colton said.

Sean nodded in agreement, yes, audacity...

Um-? !

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

It seems that Grindelwald is the only one who dared to send a roaring letter to Dumbledore...

Hey guy, what happened, Grindelwald looked very dissatisfied - the old man was hiding under the invisibility cloak, and he still wanted to send Dumbledore a Howler letter?

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, the situation outside is tense after all. Remember to pay attention to your own safety first."

Under Dumbledore's instructions, everyone moved through the Portkey.

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Huh, I still wrote it out...