Chapter 381 Abnormal Enrollment Process

"...If the Greek Ministry of Magic has any new notices about this group of enrolled students, the ministry will send a notice to Hogwarts."

"OK."

In the hall of the atrium of the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge was handing over the person in charge assigned by the Ministry of Magic this time, while Maca stood aside, followed by a group of young wizards of different ages.

Most of these little wizards were silent, their eyes wandering around the luxurious and spacious atrium foyer. Whether it's the huge statue in the middle of the gate or the sparkling magic fountain, they all passed by their eyes one by one.

It can be seen that there is a trace of envy and expectation mixed in the vigilance they showed.

Although the Minoan School of Magic in Greece has been rebuilt, it has always been underfunded, and the school has been neglected to repair and manage. It is obviously impossible to compare with the increasingly complete British Ministry of Magic.

But even so, that was their alma mater, where they had always lived.

Now that the school has been destroyed, and the former classmates are dying and leaving, that feeling is definitely not good. Compared with the mind that has been on alert after experiencing terrible disasters, the expectation for the future seems a little insignificant.

While keeping an eye on Umbridge's situation, Maca was also quietly observing these little wizards who were about to be enrolled in Hogwarts.

But at least until now, no matter whether it is Umbridge's business-like side or the restless students' side, there seems to be nothing unusual, and everything is not beyond the reasonable range.

It was as if this incident was simply the aftermath of a dispute in the other magic world, nothing more.

"……excuse me."

Maca was thinking about the specific situation of the Minos disaster, when suddenly the oldest boy walked out of the group of students and came in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Maca turned to the student who might be older than him.

"Excuse me... are you a student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft?" The boy asked cautiously in English that he was not very proficient in, but he could still understand.

Maca looked up at the group of students, and found that more than 20 other students were observing the situation here nervously. It seemed that the boy in front of him seemed to be communicating on their behalf.

"It used to be, but now it's the professor of ancient runes at Hogwarts." Maca looked away, looked at him and said, "My name is Maca McLean. After you enter Hogwarts, if you are interested in ancient If you are interested in magic literature, you are welcome to take my courses."

"Professor?" The boy seemed taken aback. He secretly looked at Maca hesitantly, as if he was guessing whether Maca was a pure-blooded human.

"Don't think about it," Maca said with a smile, "I'm really young, but at Hogwarts, as long as you have enough ability, there will be no absolute constraints. If you can work hard to explore magic If there is no mystery, it will also have the possibility to break the secular stereotypes."

"Oh!" The boy was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with surprise and admiration, "Then you must be very powerful—the professor of our school has mentioned it many times, and he said that Hogwarts is a very good school. The top magic school!"

When he mentioned the professor in the past, the boy's eyes dimmed for a moment. It can be seen that the professor must have taken care of him a lot, but now he has probably been killed.

"That's right, Hogwarts is indeed excellent," Maca nodded, "but the best thing is not the school, but the teachers and students in the school, and the 'love' between people—this , the previous headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, told me."

"Dumbledore! Oh - I know him, um... everyone knows him!" The other party nodded repeatedly, "The greatest white wizard in the world,

He was the one who saved the entire European magic world! "

When Greenwald's influence spread across the European continent, although the British magic world was not directly attacked, the Greek magic world was once one of the hardest hit areas. Speaking of Dumbledore, perhaps their ancestors, whose ancestors had personally experienced the disasters of the wizarding family, are the most grateful group of people.

"Yes, that's right."

Maca was actually a little embarrassed in his heart, because Dumbledore had "run away" now. If this boy knew that Dumbledore had just died, he didn't know how he would feel.

Sooner or later these students would be enrolled at Hogwarts, and they would know it sooner or later. Maca was considering whether to tell the story first, but unexpectedly, Umbridge saved her this time.

"Professor McLean, come and sign the document, and we can go."

After negotiating with the responsible official of the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge turned around solemnly, beckoning Maca to carry out the final signing.

"Sorry, we can talk later."

After Maca said something to the boy, she walked over to Umbridge, picked up the file and looked at it. After finding that there was no problem, he signed his name.

"Then, those refugee students from Minos will be handed over to you two—you can take these students through the fireplace over there, the emergency line of the Floo network in the Hogwarts foyer has been opened for you. "

"Okay, I'm sorry." Maca nodded to the person in charge, then turned around and waved to the students, "Follow up... There are a lot of people here, be careful not to fall behind, we are about to start moving!"

At this moment, the staff of the Ministry of Magic are still working. Although the flow of people coming and going is not as much as when commuting to and from get off work, it is still quite a lot. Umbridge and Maca watched over the little wizards as they walked towards the entrance passage on the other side of the atrium.

Maca, who was walking behind, was still observing these students carefully. He looked at each of them carefully, but when they lined up and passed the fireplace one by one, there was still nothing worth paying attention to.

Finally it was Maca's turn. He grabbed a handful of Floo powder, grinned secretly, and disappeared into the fireplace accompanied by a burst of emerald green magic flames.

"Hey! What's going on here?"

In the corner of the Hogwarts foyer, two figures rushed out of the large fireplace, one of the few emergency connection points of the Floo network in the school, at the same time, followed by a muffled complaint.

Maca looked back and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Well, it finally happened—" he muttered something in a low voice, and then laughed hastily, "Oh, is there something wrong with the fireplace in the Ministry of Magic? Come on, before the emergency connection here is blocked. Close it, let's go back again!"

Probably because he didn't use the Floo network for a long time, although he thought that his magic flame reaction when using Floo powder was different from ordinary people, but after all, he still forgot that there were people queuing up behind him!

Because the black-robed wizard who was behind him was too close to the fireplace, the magic flame rushed out, bringing him to Hogwarts along the way.

"Ah...emergency connection point? Where is this?"

The black-robed wizard looked around, seemed to have finally understood the situation, immediately grabbed another handful of floo powder, and grumbled, he burrowed into the fireplace again.

When Maca turned his head, he found that Umbridge was staring at him with his mouth shut, but he didn't ask any questions about the commotion just now.

When she saw Maca looking towards her, she even turned her head to avoid Maca's sight.

On the contrary, the students from Minos were looking back and forth between Maca and the fireplace with some curiosity at the moment, as if guessing what happened just now.

"Okay, then... come with me!" Maca didn't make any explanation, but just greeted everyone, "Go this way, you can rest in the small hall first, and talk to Hogwarts by the way." Chatting with the ghosts of Zili—this can also be regarded as one of the compulsory courses for students entering Hogwarts!"

As he spoke, he led the way to the corridor on the side of the hall. Behind him, the registered students of Minos looked at each other a few times, and then hurriedly followed.

In the hall, Umbridge, who was left aside by Maca, watched their backs, with a tired smirk on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

...

"...27 enrolled students are invited to enter the auditorium!"

Maca, who was standing at the door of the side corridor, immediately reached out and pushed open the door in front of him after hearing the faint call from the auditorium. Immediately afterwards, amidst all the different gazes in the auditorium, he walked in with great strides.

Behind him, twenty-seven enrolled students from the Minos Academy of Magic closely followed his footsteps, and followed him to the faculty desk without saying a word.

"Facing the students, line up in a row."

Maca directed these young wizards who were about to become new students, and personally reproduced the Hogwarts orientation process that they had been watching from the sidelines.

Although the age and height of this group of "freshmen" were uneven, and the number was only twenty-seven, this was also the first time he personally performed the ceremony for the entrance of freshmen.

When he arranged the students to line up, Filch had already placed the four-legged stool in front of the students.

In the auditorium, the young wizards at the four long tables were all looking at the appearance of these "new students", and the subtle buzzing echoed quietly in the auditorium.

"The sorting hat is coming!"

Professor McGonagall, standing in the center of the teaching staff, waved her wand, and not long after, the worn-out pointed wizard hat that had just "bathed" some time ago flew in through the side door that hadn't been closed, and fell into her hands.

Maca got the sorting hat, but didn't put it on the four-legged stool, but started the sorting process directly under Professor McGonagall's signal.

"I called out the name, sat on the stool, put on the hat and waited for the sorting—" Maca took out the parchment roll, unfolded it and read according to the name on it, "Helen Schoen!") Download free reading device!!