The arrival of officials from the Ministry of Magic was just a brief interlude, and the Goblet of Fire would have to wait for a joint meeting of several school principals to decide.
However, most students feel that this 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 higher-ups 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. Just like Hogwarts, Dumbledore made all students except seventh grade skip a level, even though they were missing
One year course.
As far as Sean knows, many employees at the Ministry of Magic have one year longer working experience on their work resumes, and even have extra annual leave. Some employees who were originally one or six months shy of retirement quickly handed over their jobs and started their own careers.
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 cooperation with the Muggle government
There is direct contact with the decision-makers. Sean believes that the introduction of these policies is most likely based on the advice given by the wizard.
Therefore, Sean felt that the world that had disappeared for a year, that is, the almost blank world in 1994, looked like it had developed normally, after 1994 and into 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 calmly absorbing the magic power of Qilin's blood, 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 normal 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 to do with the young wizards who were supposed to enroll at Hogwarts in the summer of 1994?
They already have magical powers. If they are allowed to enroll in school together with another batch of little wizards who have just turned eleven in the summer of 1995, 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 by 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 "Elementary Transformation Guide" for the second grade students 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 curse I improved was inspired by Professor Flitwick. I changed the curse into a summoning spell. It's not actually too strong, but it should be enough for your current strength."
Sean said while clearing the podium.
Yes, he plans to teach his improved Wingardium Leviofa 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 help you practice 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 curse. Sean plans to delay for a while and teach students who are capable of learning this curse 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.
Since 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 the transfiguration is ridiculously high. Not to mention other things, just in terms of basics, Mr. Wallop’s
The strength is higher than every student in this school.
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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 suddenly an idea came to their mind.
'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 believe that it is not a good idea to let young 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 the 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 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 principal made the envelope 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 be admitted directly to Hogwart
"
Good guy, it's so simple and crude...
Sean touched his nose and said with a smile: "For Muggle families, it should be a big shock, 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.
There's 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 going on when you call me 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. Even if Hagrid goes to Diagon Alley to buy some pumpkin spray, he will be investigated for a long time. 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 are staying at home right now. 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, 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 shadow 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 contemporary head of that family?
Of course, this is all 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.
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"Dong dong."
Soon 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 floated.
"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 will prove it to you. If possible, can you bring Luke and your husband together?"
Diango's eloquent words were 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, what do 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 I go? That Nurmengard"
Santos talked a lot, and Diango could only barely speak.