,!

However, Alan Wallup's dream of becoming a school manager has no way to come true for the time being, even if he is willing to donate a large sum of Galleons to Hogwarts.

Sean consulted Dumbledore, and the old man was quite interested.

"Your father wants to join the trustee's seat? Oh, oh, that sounds good. Hogwarts hasn't had a Muggle trustee since the establishment of the trusteeship board!"

Sean originally thought there was something going on, but in the end Dumbledore just expressed his interest.

As headmaster, he wouldn't mind having a new generous and wealthy trustee at Hogwarts, but the main problem was that other trustees couldn't possibly agree.

The Hogwarts school council is basically composed of pure-blood wizards. For these "nobles", being on the school council with a Muggle is probably more uncomfortable than killing them.

Sean's father was very disappointed to express his regret after learning the news, and then turned around and asked Lupine to start asking about the situation in Austria.

He is going to "curve to save the country" and try his hand at Nurmengard's school board position...

In the future, Hogwarts will definitely be the place where my daughter will go to school, but I won’t be able to get the position of director of Hogwarts. Maybe another school director of the same level will be of some use, isn’t it?

It is conceivable how much Alan Wallup has spent on his daughter.

Although Sean felt that his father's worries were a little unnecessary, with himself, so many friends of him, and the professors and teaching assistants at Hogwarts, it is impossible for Ella to be bullied when she enters school in the future—she does not bully others I have to praise the Wallop family for their good tutoring...

However, since my father is keen on this, let him do it, and there will be no harm anyway.

The noise in the auditorium was almost the loudest tonight. Everyone was very curious about the unnamed Mr. Generosity. Of course, the huge prize money for the winner of the Final Four also made everyone feel excited.

In front of the long tables in each college, Sean could see many students staring at Dumbledore enthusiastically, especially the senior students.

"I know you are all eager to win the trophy of the Four-wizard Tournament for Hogwarts," Dumbledore waited for a while before speaking to everyone, "However, when the Four-wizard Tournament restarts, the participating schools and The Ministry of Magic agreed that there should be an age limit for the competitors of the four major schools. Only students who have reached the age of seventeen—that is to say, over seventeen—are allowed to apply for consideration."

Dumbledore's words caused a lot of noise among many people. Many students, especially those in the fifth and sixth grades, stood up angrily and stared at Dumbledore, as if Mr. Principal had said something very outrageous.

Dumbledore raised his voice slightly because of the angry protests from the audience.

"This measure is very necessary, because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many precautions we take, it is impossible for students under the sixth and seventh grades to deal with it. I will guarantee that no one under the age of students can fool our impartial judges into becoming Hogwarts champions."

Fred and George nodded vigorously over there—they both met the age requirements and were clearly ready to give it a try.

"I think the professor is right. It's too dangerous for young wizards who haven't grown up."

"That's right, such a difficult task should be left to adults like us."

The twin brothers sang together, which aroused the great dissatisfaction of many enthusiastic students. Some students who had not met the entry requirements stood up dissatisfiedly: "Professor, shouldn't the selection of warriors be based on individual strength?"

Dumbledore pushed back his glasses, and there was a meaningful light in his blue eyes.

"You are right. In many cases, age, especially at the student stage, can effectively divide the gap in strength, but this gap does not exist for some people who work harder and are more talented in magic. Wizards do speak by strength, not age—”

"However, the start of the competition is just around the corner, we don't have so much time to screen out one after another warriors, the age line is still in effect, but—" Dumbledore's gaze swept over everyone, and Sean could clearly see that his gaze was on his own. He paused for a moment, "In order to give those outstanding but underage students a chance, we have made such a decision..."

"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 is This certificate can be used to remove trace wires, to legally possess dangerous magical animals, and of course, to participate in the Goblet of Fire at a younger age."

"The conditions for issuing this certificate have a whole set of points calculation methods, which will be published in the new announcement. If someone thinks that you are good enough, but is blocked by the age limit, you can refer to it. — Hogwarts will personally issue a certificate to those who meet all the conditions and have enough points, and of course, those who have this certificate can also sign up for this semi-final tournament between the ages of fifteen and seventeen."

One stone caused a thousand waves, and even the students who asked the question indignantly did not expect that Dumbledore actually gave a solution—although this method seemed very strict.

Just getting a Hogwarts Distinguished Contribution Award and a Hogwarts position certificate is difficult enough.

And after Dumbledore finished saying this, many people directly turned their attention to Sean. Among the current students, Sean seems to be the only one who meets these conditions...

Many smart people have already thought of what Dumbledore meant—this certificate was specially issued to Sean so that he could directly sign up for the Goblet of Fire.

In the eyes of the principal, is Sean already comparable to, or even surpassed by, the seventh-grade students... Many people have such thoughts in their hearts.

Sean touched his nose in embarrassment. He didn't expect Dumbledore to say it so directly. It felt like the public opened the back door for him...

Hermione has already whispered beside her: "Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance, this is specially prepared for you."

However, as if Dumbledore didn't see everyone's eyes, he said seriously: "The Final Four is not an ordinary competition, so the conditions for issuing this certificate are very strict. You can refer to the announcement for details. , and then judge whether you meet this requirement—I have to remind people under the age of seventeen not to try to deceive the world, and I beg you not to waste your time applying."

“Delegations from Nurmengard, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and spend most of the academic year with us. I know that when our foreign dignitaries stay here , you will all be warm and friendly, and once a Hogwarts hero is finally chosen, you will support him or her wholeheartedly. Well, it is getting late, let you go into the Classes are very important. Go to bed! Hurry up!"

Dumbledore sat down and talked with other professors, the students stood up, and the sound of pushing tables and chairs in the auditorium rang out.

"Professor Dumbledore didn't say what the testing method is, maybe it's not that strict?" Sean heard Harry saying this at the door of the auditorium.

"I asked Fred and George, but those two **** refused to say anything. They obviously watched the last Goblet of Fire." Ron looked a little annoyed.

Neville, who had just become a Gryffindor prefect, was greeting the freshmen, and at the same time had to find time to tell his restless buddies: "Promise me, don't challenge Professor Dumbledore's rules."

"Hey, Neville, this is such a great opportunity. Not only can I participate in competitions to exercise myself, but I can also do many things that I can't do normally. Do students under the age of seventeen have a chance?"

"Frankly speaking, I think it's specially prepared for Sean." Ron shrugged his shoulders, saw Sean not far away, and the two smiled and waved to each other.

"Hey, buddy, cheer up, Sean is really strong, so he has the qualifications to participate, but we are not weaker than some seventh graders?" It seems that the seventh grade students who are not strong have the right to choose whether to participate in the competition, but they themselves do not even meet the qualifications for the competition.

Ginny, the youngest girl in the Weasley family, passed by the two, and the grown-up and graceful little beauty spread her hands at the two: "I think it's better for you to make sure that your O.W.Ls at the end of five years can pass the customs smoothly."

"But the focus right now is the Goblet of Fire—come on, buddy, we might have some aging potion or something."

Harry, who was so focused on participating in the competition, didn't pay much attention to what Ginny said. He pulled Ron, and the two of them didn't know where to discuss a solution.

Sean, who had been watching this scene, smiled helplessly. Harry and the others, when there were no girls in the small group, their recklessness and impulsiveness were not suppressed at all.

However, you don't need to worry about this, and Dumbledore's magic is not something that can be concealed by aging agents.

Sean turned around and greeted the Ravenclaw freshmen with Hermione. They were responsible for showing this group of children the Ravenclaw announcement lounge today.

Of course, it was Hermione who explained most of the time.

"Everyone line up in two files, one for Sean Wallop and one for me—come on, gather speed, or one of you might just get lost, which is not good news, especially For freshmen."

Seeing that Hermione, who already had the temperament of a strict teacher, commanded all the Ravenclaw freshmen in an orderly manner.

After confirming that no unlucky guy was swept out by the crowd, she clapped her hands: "Come, come with us."

Walking in the forefront, Sean, who was basically not busy, yawned - obviously Hermione was doing most of the work, why did he get sleepy so easily?

After all the new students were settled, Sean lay back on his familiar soft four-poster bed.

A roommate I haven't seen in the summer vacation, although sleepy, is still excitedly discussing the upcoming semifinals.

"Hey, Sean, did you hear what Professor Dumbledore said?" Terry Boot threw a pack of animal neighing gummies, and said a little excitedly.

"Of course, oh, woo—" Sean threw a fudge into his mouth casually, and let out a wolf howling sound, "This taste is really exciting—well, do you want to try to sign up too?"

Another roommate, Michael Kona, spread his hands exaggeratedly: "Don't be stupid, Sean, it must have been prepared specially for you by Dumbledore—at present, the only students who have won the Special Contribution Award among the students in the school are you and Stephanie, who is in the seventh grade. Ollivander, Ollivander looks like a first-year student, but she must be an adult, this contribution award is useless for her to sign up for the competition, it is obviously for you."

Sean took off his clothes and lay down on the bed: "Well, do you think I should sign up?"

Anthony Goldstein said loudly: "Of course, Sean, the semi-finals competition, this is the highest honor for a school student, and everyone knows your strength, which is already similar to that of a graduate—or stronger? "

Several people laughed and looked at Xiao En even more fieryly.

Sean adjusted the position of the pillow: "Oh, it's hard to say the strength, but I'm really interested."

"Come on, Sean, when the time comes, we will lead the girls from all grades to cheer for you!" Terry said excitedly.

"Stop pretending, Terry, you're not going to get the girls—and when Sean's on, they're going to cheer themselves up."

"I can design cheering words for them!"

"I can't say enough about your literary quality..."

The noisy and excited conversation continued until midnight, and finally, everyone couldn't hold back the rising sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.

Sean was the one who slept the latest. Although he was lazy, he was always in good spirits.

He had already made up his mind that he must participate in the Final Four, but his other two teammates didn't know who it would be...

One name after another floated in my mind, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com In the scenes of various imaginary competitions, Sean also fell into a deep sleep.

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"Sean, why don't you leave? Didn't you say that the prefect should prepare in advance?" In the early morning, the roommate shouted.

"Let's go right away, don't wait for me." Frowning, Sean replied, and then walked to the mirror.

dreaming again...

Everything in the dream was so blurry that Sean couldn't see anything clearly. But he can feel a huge sense of oppression, he can feel the warm liquid on the corner of his mouth, he can feel the weaker and weaker breath of the surrounding creatures...

In the dream, only the moon is clear. The self in the dream raised his head, and there was a huge fuzzy black shadow passing by in the sky, and above it was a clear, bright and soft full moon.

This is not the first time Sean has had this kind of dream. The self in the dream does not always feel like the real self, and those dreams also have one thing in common, the moon in the sky is very clear.

"Is this a coincidence or some kind of omen?" Sean, who didn't know how to interpret dreams, was a little distressed.