Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Oh, in fact, Hogwarts has always welcomed professors to sit down… Yes, you can give us these Junior stories when you have dinner for a while!” Marx smiled. “As for the Pack Auditorium, Give it to our young people to do it.”

Even if the other party was a student of Hogwarts, now after all is the guest, how can the world let the guests start the Pack house?

No, Marx is still talking casually, and his hand has been lifted.

As he swayed, the examination tables placed in the auditorium disappeared one after another. Another wave of the original four-headed table was like being invisible. Far away, the number of braziers on the walls on both sides suddenly dropped, and replaced by a beautiful tapestry embroidered with the Hogwarts school badge.

When he finally moved toward the ceiling, the previous white light disappeared silently and replaced with a beautiful evening with a golden red stream.

“That’s all right, professors, please take a short break with me in the small hall next door!” Marx reached out and invited, but he smiled and shook his head. “Oh no, for Hogwarts… I think you must It is more familiar than I am.”

“No one can say that they know a lot about Hogwarts Castle, aren’t they?” Macquaban old man shook his head gently, then looked at the restored auditorium and exclaimed, “Mr. MrLorne, you know? Your talent reminds me of Albus that year… When Albus took the NEWTs exam, it was my curse and transfiguration that I personally tested. The magic he showed was something I have never seen before…”

She spoke and said, but it was like paused.

“No, I think… you might be more amazing than the original Albus,” Ms. Macchiban said. “The two generations of Dark Lord were defeated at the age of teens – with Voldemort’s multiplying power. Look, this is probably no easier than the young Gryffindor annihilating the Black Dragon group alone!”

“No! Actually, on the magic road, Professor Dumbledore is going farther than you think…” Marx led the old professors to the side hall and continued, “As for Gryffindor…just me How can this point compare with the founder of Hogwarts?”

What he said is true!

After all, he also knows the story of the slaughter of the young Gryffindor. As far as the literature is concerned, it is a big dragon with nearly a hundred dragons! Up to now, the Black Dragon of the Hessian Islands is the top magic creature in the Ministry of Magic “XXXXX” category.

There are hundreds of dragons flying in the air. What kind of scene is it? It’s not a shame to cover the sky. Marx’s magic power, a few strengths of the rule, he’s going to turn his ass.

As they chatted casually, Marx took them quickly through the side door and into the small hall where the candidates waited for the rest. Professor McGonagall is here too. When these old professors came over, they immediately smiled and greeted them.

“Please sit down, work hard today, take a break!” McGonagall greeted. “When the kitchen is ready, dinner can begin!”

“Professor McGonagall,” Marx thought. “Since you are here, I will go to the kitchen and have a look! The professors will take a break… Oh, I think some snacks are still there, everyone can eat first. Dessert desserts.”

He said, knocking on the table next to him, there were all kinds of small desserts on the table, and two hot black teas.

After doing this, Marx leaned down slightly and left the side hall to go over the stairs.

“Minerva, sit down for a while! We haven’t said anything yet today…” The Mac manban old man just sat down and said kindly, “We just talked about Mr. McLorne’s talent. Really Although Hogwarts lost an Albus, there was another younger McLorne! It was Merlin bless!”

It can be seen that the old man is very sorry when he talks about Dumbledore. She is older than Dumbledore, but even if she sees each other and the younger generation’s first death, she is still very impressed with the brilliant Wizard, like Dumbledore.

The other old professors who followed were also echoed a few times, recalling the various styles of Dumbledore.

“Yes!” Professor McGonagall looked at Marx’s direction and sighed slightly. “Marx is a good child… In fact, the entire Hogwarts owe him a wonderful student time.”

“He’s a great child –” said the old Tofudi professor who had tested Harry before. “Since he didn’t finish his school days for the safety of Hogwarts, it’s better to use a more wonderful one.” The teaching career rewards him.”

“That’s right,” said the Mac Manban old man, who sighed. “It’s the most touching thing to watch the students who teach themselves grow up. Oh, I think I’m thinking of a good one. Idea! Do you want to hear it?”

……

In the next two days, the exams were carried out step by step, and Deformation and Herbology passed. The so-called examination is that some people are happy and there are people who are embarrassed – of course, there must be a lot more people who worry about it.

In general, the days passed very smoothly and nothing happened. Oh fine! I mean, if you don’t count Hannah Abbott’s transfiguration practice exam in it?

That afternoon, when she deformed the ferrets as required, she turned it into a large group of flamingos somehow.

“Well, I dare say there must be more than 30! Because the big red birds are rushing out of the auditorium, they ran for a while!” – This is eyewitness Seamus · Finnigan’s original words.

However, at noon on the third day, Marx got an extra job that surprised him at the examiner’s old man.

In the afternoon, I was waiting in the side hall of the entrance exam.

“Attention,” before the practice test began, the door leading to the auditorium was opened, and Snape’s indifferent face appeared at the door. “Professor Professor Macchiban informed that your Professor McLorne will temporarily serve as an additional question. The examiner, a confident person can take the initiative to go to him for testing.”

After the cold-formed notifications of these formulas, Snape glanced at the expression in the side hall, and the corners of his mouth curved a sloppy arc.

“Don’t say that I didn’t remind you, it would be very difficult,” he said. “If there is no real ability, don’t go there and humiliate me – especially those idiots who always make mistakes in my class. Do you understand? ?”

The voice did not fall, he did not wait for the young wizards to react, and after reading a few names, he went back to the auditorium behind him.

In the side hall, except for the few students who were first ordered to go to the auditorium, the rest of the people looked at each other in dismay.

That’s right, today’s exam is Defense Against the Dark Arts. No one expected, Marx would appear in the afternoon practice test site, and even served as a temporary examiner.

“Marx test our additional questions? How is this possible?” Hermione had a cry out in surprise. “Only the examiner who sent the exam will be qualified, and the signatures of others are invalid!”

“With Marx’s magic level and achievements, who can say that he can’t be a district examiner!” Ron retorted. “I should try it later, maybe I can have an ‘O on my grades.” ) ‘Yes!’

“No, it doesn’t matter with ability!” Hermione glanced at him. “You don’t know? Every formal examiner has a file in the Education Department. They hold a test card. Without a file and a certificate, the signature must be invalid!”

Hermione is naturally not wrong, Marx’s signature is definitely invalid, but now he is sitting in front of the auditorium with him, but this is the chief examiner of the Macquarie old man.

The rules of the wizards over the years are certainly not bad, but a little workaround is not a problem. The seemingly stern old man, in fact, is a complete Gryffindor in his bones.

“Professor Macchiban, is this really appropriate?” Marx sat for a while, still thought it was very strange. “I feel that I want to be a temporary examiner… It seems that there is no need?”

Machiban old man looked at the front without squinting, but his face showed a hint of sly smile.

“Mr. MrLorne, if I remember correctly, it seems that I have been a professor for a while.” She said leisurely. “You think, as a teacher, that moment is the best experience for you.” when?”

For the old man, this is a bit of a question, but Marx has some of the intentions.

“You mean, when a teacher sees that his students have achieved something?”

Marx’s answer seems to make Machiban quite satisfied. She nodded slightly: “I have asked a lot of people about this question. The most common answer I have ever heard is ‘when my students have achieved something’… but it is true. At that time, many students were no longer your students…”

“…people, will change slowly with life,” she said. “Maybe, the most happy thing about Albus in this life is that you have this unusual student…you let him be in you’ or him. When I was a student, I tasted the beauty of being a teacher.”

The words of the Mac manban old man made the Marx around him feel the same. Like this point of view, I am afraid that it can be said by someone who has been a professor for a lifetime.

“In fact, I am also very fortunate to have a “Responsible Teacher” by Professor Dumbledore.” Marx paused, lightly said with a smile.