I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

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

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

Sean nodded. The reason why the Goblet of Fire was stopped before was because the casualty rate was too high. It is said that there was once a horrific game where all the players except the winner died - it was not that the winner was so powerful, or even that there was no one in the last level. Anyone passes, but only one survives, and he becomes the final winner.

Professor McGonagall continued: "You also know that the relationship between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic is very tense. In many cases, Hogwarts no longer even obeys the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic - the Ministry of Magic once wanted to We moved out of the school board, but many people on the school board were unwilling to take the initiative, so we let it go."

Sean chuckled secretly. Lucius Malfoy was on the school board. It was strange that he was willing to stand up for the Ministry of Magic. This old fox simply chose to live in seclusion and pretend to be dead when he didn't receive Sean's message. .

The highest state of being a wallflower is not to fall, but to just pretend that you don’t exist.

"With the actual jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic being greatly weakened, Professor Dumbledore added several rules to the school rules, one of which was about the Goblet of Fire."

"If a current student is over fifteen years old, has a special contribution award from Hogwarts, has a Hogwarts position certificate, and can prove his strength and contribution, the school will issue a personal certificate - this Certification can be used to remove traces, to legally own dangerous magical animals and, of course, to participate in the Goblet of Fire at a younger age.”

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

Unexpectedly, Professor McGonagall nodded happily: "You are right, this certificate is prepared for you. Professor Dumbledore told me so personally."

Sean: "..."

"Part of the admissions officer is that you are indeed suitable, and the other part is that this position can be considered a huge contribution to the school. Professor Dumbledore has created a points calculation system. I have calculated it. With this admission, you will be able to pass the assessment." I got that certificate - and this is not a blank piece of paper. This certificate truly contains the magic of Professor Dumbledore. When holding it, those things that require a certain age to do, those things with age restrictions No magic will limit you anymore."

Hiss, a good thing is a good thing. The wizarding world is still very strict about the control of minors. Although this is not a big deal for Sean, sometimes there will always be trouble - for example, the current entry and exit certificate in Diagon Alley requires an adult wizard. Only then can you apply.

However, Dumbledore actually formulated a new school rule specifically for me to participate in the Goblet of Fire... Moreover, the points from the recruitment activities that have not yet started must be added in order to pass.

Unless he goes through the back door, Sean doesn't think anyone in the history of Hogwarts can get more points than him... He has won two Special Contribution Awards alone.

Looking at Sean who was speechless, Professor McGonagall smiled apologetically: "Sean, I'm sorry for not discussing it with you, but the Goblet of Fire has indeed not been with Hogwarts for a long time. But, I can be very serious. I promise you that after you get that certificate, you can just use it as a useful magic prop. 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 quite interested too. If I have this opportunity, I still want to participate."

"You are indeed more like a Gryffindor -" Professor McGonagall sighed.

"Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are not in 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, and Sean can defeat it even if he can't subdue his own big one; the second level is to find people at the bottom of the lake and be free underwater. The event is no problem for Sean at all. He even has the Basilisk and the Selma Lake Monster, two big guys that can run rampant in the Black Lake. As for the third level, with Sean's current strength and his numerous Fantastic Beasts Friends...

Maybe it's 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 finished explaining everything, she and Sean walked out of the living room with satisfaction.

Hermione, Daisy and Stephanie have not left. They are sitting on the sofa, each with their backs straight, chatting with Sean's mother, Mrs. Wallop.

Seeing Sean and Professor McGonagall coming out, everyone stood up together.

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

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

"Thank you very much for your hospitality. I'll leave now. Goodbye, everyone."

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

Sean spread his hands: "Actually, it's just a small thing, let's 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. This classical castle seemed a little empty.

But fortunately, the talking murals, party ghosts, and those armors that talk nonsense, these magical existences keep the castle from becoming lifeless.

On this day, 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 held the plates on their heads and happily delivered delicious food to the people who came back.

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

"I was surprised when Professor McGonagall said that she was not responsible for the admissions this time. It turned out to be you." Charlotte drank a glass of cold beer generously and crossed one leg without caring about her image.

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

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

"Sean did a great job. It's normal for him to be responsible." Colton wiped the corners of his mouth that were not stained with sauce with a napkin and said calmly.

Charlotte snorted: "Do you even need to tell me? Sean is much better than some ungentlemanly and haunting guy!"

Colton's expression remained unchanged: "There's still an hour until the mission - if you don't drink before you go on the mission, you might 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 ability to drink?" Charlotte's eyes widened, "And we are going to recruit students, not to kill and kill Mr. Sterling, who can only 'do tasks'! "

"This proves nothing but your carelessness and ignorance of the importance. Moreover, the external situation is tense. Only about 60% of the wizards who escaped from Azkaban have been recaptured. Shouldn't it be your own safety at this time? Priority?"

"you!"

Colton is like a barrage of words, but the cannonballs are smooth and highly sarcastic 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 after seeing such an alcoholic?"

"How come..."

"I know you want to say that you can use magic to hangover, but this represents a problem of attitude. When it comes to facing the major life decisions of their children, parents are far more sensitive than you think."

"That's disappointing. You should be glad Professor Dumbledore isn't sitting here right now."

"Oh, Professor McGonagall is here - will she be disappointed?"

Colton got all fired up, which made Charlotte furious. She was already blushing after drinking several beers without blushing.

"Hmph, you have to take care of it!" Charlotte snorted coldly, but did not raise the cold beer to take another sip.

She took a glass of iced pumpkin juice and complained while drinking it: "It's such a great holiday, but I still have to do things with this guy like you."

"That's because you had nothing else to do during the summer vacation, so when Professor McGonagall asked 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 vacation, when I arrived at Knockturn Alley, I met an unappetizing guy like you - well, I would rather work at Hogwarts than see you. This stinky face."

"Very well, that's what I thought too. Consensus, stupid Miss Hawke?"

"Do you believe I'm going to stab you to death with a fork right now?!"

"We'll see."

Sean shrugged and ignored the bickering enemies.

The quarrels between Charlotte and Colton have become a daily occurrence. At first, Sean would give a few words of advice, but now he just treats it like watching a comedy movie.

However, it was these enemies who came to Sean's house to recruit students, and now Sean has to go with them to recruit others. Even Colton from Nurmengard also works for Hogwarts.

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

Today, all the admissions staff gathered at Hogwarts. Sean had assigned tasks to everyone before lunch. With the help of Colton, the "traitor", he also got New York's Of course, Sean left the hard nut to crack for himself as to the information on Menggard’s key enrollment areas in previous years.

When the normal enrollment ends, he will go to Durmstrang's territory to secretly recruit people...

There was also Dumbledore who rarely appeared at the lunch table today. Sean tried to chat with him before the banquet started, but the riddle old man just pretended to be stupid and said nothing.

As the meal was coming to an end, an owl suddenly flew into the auditorium.

The brown owl looked old, but its movements were unexpectedly agile. It circled quickly and then dropped 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. After putting down the pudding he had just picked up, he unwrapped it.

Inside is a red letter.

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

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

He was so curious. Things like roaring letters are usually magic props used by parents to scold their children. It was really audacious to send a roaring letter to Dumbledore...

Dumbledore didn't seem to have any intention of opening the roaring letter. The red letter began to emit smoke from the four corners, but Dumbledore still smiled and looked calm.

"Old——!!!" I heard a huge word jump out, Dumbledore waved his hand gently, and the roaring letter that should have shaken the dust off the ceiling suddenly disappeared, leaving only The mouth in the center of the envelope opened and closed silently.

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

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

"The seventh seal -" Charlotte on the side was not surprised at all, but 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 drunkard next to you didn't come to dinner for two nights, and Professor Dumbledore still received the letter."

"Thank you for the reminder!" Charlotte rolled her eyes and ignored him, and said to Sean, "We both came back a few days ago, and Professor Dumbledore will be with us when we eat. He is with us every day at lunch and dinner. Everyone will receive a roaring letter each, and including today’s, there will be nine.”

"Sending yelling letters to Professor Dumbledore continuously...and Dumbledore wasn't angry?" Sean was surprised.

"No, Professor Dumbledore doesn't let the roar letter sound every time, and he looks quite happy - a bit like a child who has succeeded in playing a prank... However, Professor Dumbledore is indeed quite childish sometimes? "

"Anyway, whoever sent Professor Dumbledore a shouting letter must be very bold." Colton said.

Sean nodded in agreement, yes, you are so bold...

Um--? !

Sean looked over 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...

Good guy, what's going on? Grindelwald looks very dissatisfied - the old man is hiding under the invisibility cloak, but he still wants to send a shouting letter to Dumbledore?

Sean's doubts were not answered, lunch ended quickly, and it was time to get down to business.

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

At Dumbledore's instructions, everyone moved through the portkeys.

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Phew, I still wrote it down...