I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

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The arrival of officials from the Ministry of Magic was just a brief interlude, and as for the Goblet of Fire, this would have to wait for a joint meeting of several school principals to decide.

However, most students feel that the Goblet of Fire may have to be suspended for one session. After all, such a big accident just happened and the situation outside is so tense.

But Sean didn't think so. After thinking about it carefully, he found that whether it was Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic, or the information he received from Lupin about the Muggle world, they all showed a certain direction.

A general direction to deal with this time disappearance accident.

All governments, institutions, and top leaders are trying their best to move the world after this accident toward a normal 1995.

Yes, the people who can determine the direction of the world are making the world develop at the pace of 1995. Like Hogwarts, Dumbledore made all but seventh year students skip a level, even though they were missing a year of classes.

As far as Sean knows, many Ministry of Magic employees have one year longer working experience on their resumes, and even have extra annual leave. Some employees who were one or six months away from retirement quickly took over their jobs and started their own retirement life.

The same is true in the Muggle world. The government promotes various policies and accelerates the progress of the entire society.

Just as Sean guessed, governments and leaders are accelerating the pace of the entire world so that the current world looks similar to the normal world of 1995.

It is not surprising that the Muggle world has such a policy, but the policies of almost all countries are similar to this. Although the policies vary according to their national conditions, the overall general direction is almost exactly the same. The Ministry of Magic has always been in direct contact with the decision-makers of the Muggle government. Sean believes that the introduction of these policies is most likely based on suggestions from wizards.

Therefore, Sean felt that it was necessary to make this world that disappeared for a year, that is, almost blank in 1994, look like it developed normally after 1994 and reached 1995.

This is probably a mysterious way to eliminate the aftermath of the time-disappearing accident.

What happened next confirmed Sean's suspicion.

Disappeared for two hours this Sunday.

Two hours is insignificant compared to a year, but it is enough to prove that the aftermath of the disappearance of time still exists. After all, Sean did nothing during this time.

While little Grindelwald is absorbing the magic power of Kirin's blood with peace of mind, old Grindelwald is hiding under the invisibility cloak and counting ants.

Moreover, in the case of a huge time accident, the Ministry of Magic, the returnees, or Dumbledore should not dare to travel through time.

Therefore, the high probability of this accident is the subsequent impact.

Five days later, the time increased, but this time it only increased by half an hour.

Therefore, Sean thinks his guess is correct.

People all over the world are trying their best to make the world look like what it looked like in 1995, in order to avoid more serious accidents in the future.

So far, it seems to be working.

So judging from this situation, a relatively grand event like the Goblet of Fire should still proceed as usual.

However, what makes Sean a little strange is, what about the young wizards who were supposed to enroll at Hogwarts in the summer of 1994?

They already have magical powers. If in the summer of 1995, they are allowed to enter school with another group of little wizards who have just turned eleven, wouldn't it be inconsistent with the current situation?

Of course, we must also consider the current tense situation in the world - the Ministry of Magic does not even allow owls to fly, so how can we send a letter?

However, this problem was soon solved for Sean.

"Quick admission?" Sean looked at Professor McGonagall in front of him with some confusion.

Today, he had just finished teaching the second grade wizards when Professor McGonagall called him over.

The homework that Sean left for these novices seemed to be too difficult. After several classes, the "Beginner's Guide to Transformation" for the second graders still looked like small animals - Sean had to undo the transformation for them. Otherwise, the students would not even be able to read the content in the textbooks, and would even have to deal with the eating, drinking and littering of small animals.

Of course, some curious students asked Sean after class what kind of reward he would give to someone if they solved it.

"A magic spell I improved was inspired by Professor Flitwick. I changed the magic spell into a summoning spell. It's not actually too strong, but it should be enough for your current strength." Sean said as he cleared the podium.

Yes, he is going to teach his improved bison bomb to anyone who can complete his homework.

This spell is improved from the Levitation Curse. In fact, although the spell is similar to the Levitation Curse, the structure of the entire spell has changed a lot, and it is almost the same as the self-created spell.

The most important thing is that this buffalo bomb spell is essentially a summoning spell, and Sean's unique summoning spell technique is profound enough for these junior students.

Being able to understand this spell will not only be helpful in practicing summoning spells in the future, but it will also be very helpful for magic that requires summoning such as transfiguration.

It should be very powerful for children to fight with each other...

But since no one has unlocked their homework after class, it proves that they are currently unable to learn this magic spell. Sean plans to delay it for a while and teach it to students who are capable of learning this spell near the end of the semester. .

Sean's words caused a sigh of regret to be heard in the classroom, and the second-year students could not hide the disappointment on their faces.

After this period of lessons, they have been completely convinced. Although the assistant teacher Wallop in front of them is only in the fourth grade, his understanding of transfiguration is ridiculously high. Not to mention other things, in terms of basics alone, Mr. Wallop’s The strength is higher than every student in this school.

Such a person's improvement spell, if you think about it with your buttocks, you will know that it must be a good thing.

The students who failed to get this reward looked extremely upset, and even the thorn-headed Ryder secretly clenched his fists.

Just when Sean was about to give them a few words of encouragement, Professor McGonagall appeared outside the classroom and called Sean out.

"Come on -" Sean left these last words.

Only the students who had not yet reacted were left in the classroom.

"Is Mr. Wallop mocking us?"

"It seems like - I heard that when he was the same age as us, he had already started studying the third-grade Transfiguration course on his own..."

"Isn't it fifth grade?"

"Eh? Why did I hear people say that he has started to learn advanced combination transformation techniques at this time?"

The students looked at each other strangely, and an idea suddenly came to them.

'Suddenly I don't want to learn the art of transformation anymore, it's so annoying...'

…

After Sean was brought to the office by Professor McGonagall, the other party informed him of the purpose of calling him over.

It turned out to be a discussion about the whereabouts of those young wizards from the outside world who should have enrolled in school but did not.

"Quick admission" was what Professor McGonagall said.

"Yes, enroll quickly," Professor McGonagall nodded. "Actually, this is what Professor Dumbledore meant. We think it is not a good idea to let little wizards who have passed eleven go to school in the outside world. After the age of eleven, magic power grows faster, and we are worried that little wizards will gain a sudden increase in magic power, but no one will teach them how to use it, which may lead to many accidents that we don't want to see."

Sean nodded thoughtfully. This was indeed the truth, and according to his own guess, those children should indeed be admitted to school.

Professor McGonagall continued: "However, under the current situation, it is illegal and unrealistic to send owls to deliver letters."

"So, Professor, what do you mean?"

"Quick admission, the headmaster made the envelope into a door key, and Professor Flitwick also enchanted the envelope. When the students and their parents agree, the envelope will bring the children who are supposed to enroll directly to Hogwart tz.”

Good guy, it's so simple and crude...

Sean touched his nose and said with a smile: "It should be a big shock to Muggle families, but this is indeed a better way at the moment."

"Yes, uniforms, textbooks, crucibles, astronomical telescopes and other things will be fully provided by Hogwarts. Frankly speaking, fortunately it has received a sponsorship recently, otherwise it would not be enough. After all, it is done without the knowledge of the Ministry of Magic. No funding or anything..." Professor McGonagall sighed.

Sean laughed dryly. If he guessed correctly, the sponsorship should come from the organization his father founded for him... His father had wanted to become the school director of Hogwarts for a very long time...

"So what do you need me to do, Professor McGonagall?" Sean asked.

There must be something wrong with calling him here, otherwise these things should have been implemented long ago.

Professor McGonagall rubbed her temples with a headache: "All the staff at Hogwarts are now strictly monitored by the Ministry of Magic. Hagrid will be investigated for a long time when he goes to Diagon Alley to buy some pumpkin spray. We are too It’s easy to get noticed.”

"Well, it's in line with the current style of the Ministry of Magic." Sean nodded understandingly.

"And you, Mr. Wallop," Professor McGonagall pushed up her glasses, "you should have a channel to contact the outside world. After all, you have sent letters home to so many children."

"Yes, Professor McGonagall." Sean admitted generously that his channel was just a secret contact information, but having a channel was not a secret.

"So, I hope to use your channel to help deliver letters to every little wizard who should be enrolling normally but is staying at home this time. In addition, there is also the matter of purchasing..." Professor McGonagall said softly.

"It's very simple, Professor McGonagall," Sean agreed readily. "Please just give me the student list, address and admission notice. I will ask someone who cannot be monitored by the Ministry of Magic to deliver the letter. Yes, so is procurement, it’s not difficult.”

Professor McGonagall breathed a huge sigh of relief: "Thank you so much, Wallop - and don't worry, Hogwarts will pay double the salary of the personnel, etc., as well as the money for purchasing supplies."

Sean stood up and greeted with a smile: "Of course I trust the credibility of Professor Hogwarts. In addition, if you have any precautions, you can tell me in detail."

"There are not many things to do, but considering that we are using door keys this time, we have prepared some..."

…

That night, all the envelopes and student information were delivered to Lupine by Sean.

The next day, the wizard welfare organization originating from the Wallop family industry sent many trustworthy wizards.

They disguised themselves as ordinary people and started looking for young wizards who had not yet entered school based on their addresses and information.

In a small town in England, a young man wearing a black trench coat suddenly appeared in the shadows of an alley. He didn't attract anyone's attention and blended into the crowd naturally.

"No. 6 Mulberry Street, let me see..." Diango Rubio whispered the address on the parchment in his hand, and then walked in one direction.

As an old member of the Wizarding Welfare Organization, he takes this mission very seriously. After all, Mr. Lupine said that this is a cooperation project between the big boss who has never shown up and Hogwarts.

Who has the final say at Hogwarts? It is of course the famous Albus Dumbledore. Being able to cooperate with Dumbledore means that this mysterious big boss above him must be a very powerful gift. Maybe Is it an ancient wizarding family, and that boss is the current head of that family?

Of course, this is what Diango thinks about in his spare time. His current task is to send the admission notice and then convince the child and his parents.

It didn't take long for him to find his goal.

"Dong dong."

Not long after knocking on the door, a confused middle-aged woman came and opened the door.

"Hello, does Luke Santos live here?"

"Of course, Luke is my son." The middle-aged woman looked very confused and cautious.

Diango smiled, and he was ready to show his hand in front of the other party.

The envelope levitated.

"Please allow me to introduce myself, Diongo Rubio, the admissions commissioner of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Your son has been admitted to this school. Of course, I know this sounds outrageous, but I I’ll prove it to you, and if possible, can you bring Luke and your husband together?”

Diango's eloquence was interrupted by Mrs. Santos's confused but not surprised expression.

"Oh my god, that person is really not a liar...there are really other magic schools..."

Diango's smile froze on his face. The first house he found?

"Ma'am, you mean?"

"Just yesterday, a person like you came to the door. He said that he was from Nurmengard Magic School... Oh, my God, he showed a lot of magical things. You call this Magic, right? In the end, my husband and I were convinced, and Luke himself was very moved. The man said that now is a special period, so he disappeared with Luke... Oh, I am a little worried now, sir, you Do you know how to visit the school? Can you go? That Nurmengard?"

Santos talked a lot, and Diango could only barely speak.

The first one was intercepted? !

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Great, I’ve written four hundred chapters too!