Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Chapter 1298 Good day

No one knows what Hermione and Elena did in the Tower of Access.

In fact, like the Tower of Access itself, this secret is destined to be sealed in the legends of successive principals.

That's right Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... Past Headmasters.

"That election didn't make sense?"

Hogwarts Castle, Headmaster's Office.

Looking at Elena sitting on the edge of the desk shaking her legs, Professor McGonagall took a deep breath.

Hermione Granger sat on the edge of the chair, like Dumbledore, writing and reading some documents seriously.

"I never knew...that the headmaster of Hogwarts could still give it away on the sly is outrageous, what about Dumbledore?"

"It's not a transfer, but a new operating model after the rules are revised."

Elena explained solemnly, taking a parchment contract from Hermione and handing it to McGonagall.

"Professor Dumbledore revised the basic school rules before leaving, and now Hogwarts can have three official headmasters at the same time."

"The certification of each principal is done by Castle Will and other principals... I am now the interim principal, and so is Granger."

"However, I can announce my resignation, and you will fill the position I left"

"It's bullshit!"

Professor McGonagall frowned heavily, looking at the two little witches in the office.

Hermione didn't seem to hear anything, and continued to transcribe and organize various papers seriously.

The Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance finally chose to compromise, and from now on, Squibs and Low Magicians across Europe are also eligible for admission.

Under Elena's suggestion, they will sort out all the lists before July this year, starting from the age of 11, with a range of two years up and down, and send a Hogwarts admission letter to this group of eligible students , invited them to study at Hogwarts Castle, but it was clear that McGonagall had to endorse this matter in the end.

"So... you're still threatening? What if I don't agree, or I have other ideas..."

"Then I will send forged letters in your name to inform them to register on time."

Elena said with a look of course, she glanced at Professor McGonagall, and didn't seem to notice the other's frightened expression.

"The old rules of Hogwarts state that any underage wizard who arrives at the school should be admitted as much as possible."

"From the specific results, they will mix in the normal admission sequence, smoothly cross the lake, go up the mountain, and enter the auditorium. From the moment they enter Hogwarts Castle, even if Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, If the academy refuses, Hufflepuff will still accept them. On the other hand, I don't see any reason why we should refuse them, at least within Hogwarts, these students' spellcasting ability, magic learning and other students There's no difference, is it?"

"I won't approve of this informal, clever, exploitative method of inheritance of the principal!"

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and tried to restrain her emotions. She was not the same as she was two years ago.

The mixed-race succubus has an extremely powerful emotional influence. When she first saw Elena, she was successfully disturbed by the other party.

Perhaps the current Elena is more mature and knows how to use her talents, but Minerva McGonagall also knows how to deal with it.

"You're not yet the full headmaster...there's a lot of holes in it, but I'll take it as Dumbledore's request for now."

She glanced at Elena, her mood gradually calmed down, and she pursed her lips and said softly.

"Also, you don't have to use words to provoke or seek me out"

"I'm the vice-principal of Hogwarts, recruiting, maintaining order, that's my responsibility."

"I have seen the situation in Argusfelch. If this is a long-term phenomenon, then I naturally have no reason to refuse."

"But a little Squib, low-magic can't get wands at Ollivander's Wand Shop."

"Also, from what Argus Filch conveyed, after they leave Hogwarts, their spellcasting abilities will disappear automatically. Have you considered these things? Are you right? Although I don't know. How many people there are, I don't know how you did all this, but..."

Professor McGonagall looked around, frowning slightly at the previous principals who were watching the play leaning against the frame with great interest.

"...I know it's more than just you, or two or three of Dumbledore's men."

"You've put so much thought into making Hogwarts a holy place of magic. Have you considered these things?"

"Hogwarts is not a place of charity or a dream paradise, we are a school that teaches people how to master and learn magic."

She paused for a moment, her eyes were mixed with a curious look of inquiry and sophistication, and she looked at Elena thoughtfully.

"It's too bad what the school teaches if it doesn't make sense after they leave here"

"We can't keep them parked in this castle forever, that's the crux of the matter."

"Seven years. We have seven years."

Elena put her arms up, jumped off the desk deftly, and walked to the window.

She looked at the sparkling lake outside the window, extending along the lake, it was the outer area of ​​Hogwarts that gradually became prosperous and perfect.

The Research Institute, the expansion of Hogsmeade Village, the Magic Industrial Park... A total of seven or eight blocks converged around Hogwarts, forming a more specific and clear urban concept, or to express it more accurately, The prototype of Hogwarts Academy City is growing and perfecting at an astonishing speed.

"The question of wands is simple, simple, we can refer to Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...they distribute wands after admission."

"Mr Ollivander may be planning to open a branch on Hogsmeade High Street to coincide with the new phase of Hogwarts teaching."

"As for the temporary inability to cast spells outside of school, I think this is a bonus item, isn't that what Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic require?"

Elena said, pointing to the other side of the principal's office wall, "I am law-abiding and conscientious in maintaining the requirements of the magical society."

It was only then that Professor McGonagall noticed that it had been transformed into a small bulletin board.

The relevant Hogwarts school rules, education orders, and underage wizard management laws are posted on the top of each category.

Below is a small bookshelf, on which are placed the books and publications mentioned in the "Bulletin Board" above, which looks quite standardized.

"Of course, we will follow up on the issues you have considered, step by step"

Elena did not shy away from using "we" directly. Anyway, Professor McGonagall is now half a pirate ship.

"Hogwarts is just the beginning. We have successfully demonstrated the feasibility of the construction of the magic net, and we will wait until the Hogwarts magic net operation test is stable."

She raised her finger and touched it lightly in the air, and there was a sound like glass cracking in the air.

In Professor McGonagall's sight, countless cobweb-like cracks appeared out of nowhere, as if there was actually a double-sided mirror there.

However, as a master of transfiguration and spells, Minerva McGonagall can naturally tell what it is:

The air that solidified in an instant, like a substance, formed a glass-like shape under the magic of Elena.

It's not as simple as casting spells without spells and wands

Elena's scene just now has almost reached the level of an ancient legendary wizard.

Even the resurrection of the four founders may not be so easy. Professor McGonagall vaguely saw more from the broken cracks...

The ubiquitous flow of magic power poured in from all directions and gathered in the cracks in front of Elena, repairing everything in an instant, like an invisible big net that permeated the air, and could be borrowed by the wizards at any time, or resisted the wizards. The magic cast...

Magic network? Professor McGonagall recited it lightly in his mind, and Filch had also mentioned this word before.

But Argus Filch couldn't show more, he just managed to "go online".

"...We will make the magic net bloom and link in every corner of the world."

Elena's voice continued, and she glanced at Professor McGonagall.

The magic book slowly hung and opened in front of her, the pages turned, and finally stopped in front of a golden vortex.

"This is the internet portal"

Elena said she drew her wand and tapped on it.

Two or three pages of golden text floated out, explaining in detail the online process and precautions.

"All formal professors, students, and other faculty members can manipulate and borrow the magic net in the same way as above."

"The conventional spell casting has not died out because of this. The magic net will bear part of the computing power to reduce the difficulty of spell casting and increase the power of the spell."

"More importantly, in the thoughts of Professor Dumbledore, Professor Lemay... and more wizards, with the popularity of the magic net, any human who can perceive magic can also enjoy the joy of releasing magic at the same time. . . . This is all, truly... a new era of all civilizations."

"All human beings who can perceive...magic? You mean that?"

Professor McGonagall frowned, UU reading www.uukanshu. com seemed to suddenly remember something.

She turned her head sharply, and happened to see a few strange and out of place documents in the corner of the bulletin board.

Werewolf Prohibition/Restriction Act, Inhuman Intelligence Prohibition of Wands Act...

"Yes, as I said, times have changed..."

Elena nodded slightly, opened the window and let the wind blow through her silver hair.

"In this world, there may be no wizards at all, or maybe everyone is a wizard."

...

Meanwhile, the Ministry of Magic.

"Really? Is that guy really crazy like this?!"

Cornelius Fudge stood up abruptly and looked excitedly at the young Auror ahead.

Just a few minutes ago, he got a message from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

"That guy Gilderoy Lockhart is trying to develop a werewolf potion, and he also intends to introduce it to the non-magical world?!"

"Ha, then he's completely screwed, he's screwed... hurry up, notify Kingsley and send someone to arrest him immediately!"

"And, also, reporter, Wizengamot, we need to act now, the International Federation of Wizards, today is a good day! Oh, I mean, um, this is really bad news! We need to deal with it quickly, It will be a good day!"

Cornelius Fudge rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes swept across the table, where there was a copy of today's daily newspaper.

Lockhart announced his candidacy for Minister of Magic in a high-profile manner. Judging from the opinion polls, his voice is not low.

Connelly was a little desperate.

but…

Hey, he knew it! He would rather do nothing than take the initiative to make mistakes!

As with Barty Crouch, his rivals will reveal themselves.

acridine!