Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 636: Being a teacher, a disciple

"Oh, in fact, Hogwarts always welcomes professors to sit and sit... By the way, during dinner, you can tell us juniors a little story back then!" Maca smiled." As for tidying up the auditorium, it’s up to us young people to do it."

Even if the other party was once a Hogwarts student, but now it is a guest after all, how can there be any reason for the guest to clean up the house in this world?

No, Maca was still talking casually, and his hand was already raised.

With a light wave of his hand, the examination tables in the auditorium disappeared one after another. With another wave, the original four long college tables looked as if someone had lifted the invisible tablecloth. It was revealed from near to far; with another wave, the number of braziers on both sides of the wall suddenly decreased, and replaced by strips of exquisite tapestries embroidered with the Hogwarts school emblem.

When he finally clicked toward the ceiling, the previous white light disappeared silently, and replaced with a beautiful sunset with golden-red flowing clouds.

"That's all, professors, please follow me to the small hall next door for a while!" Maca reached out to invite, but at the end he smiled and shook his head, "Oh no, for Hogwar Now... I think you must be more familiar than me."

"No one can say that he knows Hogwarts Castle very well, can he?" The old lady Macchiban shook her head slightly, then looked at the restored auditorium and exclaimed, "McLean Sir, do you know? Your talent reminds me of Albus back then... When Albus took the NEWTs exam, I personally tested his spells and transfiguration. The magic he showed, It’s something I’ve never seen before..."

She was talking, but she paused as if she was remembering something.

"No, I think...you may be more amazing than Albus at the time," Ms. Macchiban said. "You defeated two generations of the Dark Lord in your teenage years-Voldemort. Judging from the multiplying power, this is probably not much easier than that of the young Gryffindor who killed the black dragons alone!"

"No, no! In fact, Professor Dumbledore has gone farther than everyone imagined on the road of magic..." Maca led these old professors to the side hall, and continued to say." As for Gryffindor...how can I compare with the founder of Hogwarts with my ability?"

What he said is really the truth!

After all, he also knew the deeds of young Gryffindor's dragon slaying, as recorded in the literature, it was a big dragon's den with nearly a hundred dragons! Up to now, just a black dragon from the Heshed Islands is the top magical creature in the Ministry of Magic's "XXXXX" classification.

Hundreds of dragons are flying in the air. What kind of scene should it be? It is not an exaggeration to say that it is to cover the sky and the sun. With the magic of Maca, he should turn around and run away after a few rules.

While chatting casually, Maca quickly led them through the side door to the small hall where the candidates had rested and waited. Professor McGonagall was here now, and seeing these old professors were coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Please sit down, you have worked hard today, let's take a break!" McGonagall greeted, "When the kitchen side is ready, dinner can begin!"

"Professor McGonagall," Maca thought for a while, "Since you are here, then I will go to the kitchen to take a look! Professors take a break first... Oh, I think some snacks are still available , Everyone can eat some dessert to relieve fatigue."

As he said, he knocked on the table beside him, and various small desserts and two pots of hot black tea appeared on the table immediately.

After finishing this, Maca leaned slightly and left the side hall to the stairs.

"Minerva, sit down for a while! We haven't said anything yet..." The old lady Macchiban just sat down and said kindly, "Just now we were talking about Mr. McLean's Talent. Seriously, although Hogwarts is missing an Albus, he has a younger McLean! What a bless Merlin!"

It can be seen that the old lady obviously felt very sorry when she talked about Dumbledore. She was older than Dumbledore, but even after seeing the early deaths of the younger generations, she still felt nostalgic for the death of a wizard like Dumbledore who accompanied the glory of his life.

The other old professors who took the seat also echoed a few times, recalling the various styles of Dumbledore back then.

"Yes!" Professor McGonagall looked at the direction where Maca was leaving, and sighed slightly, "Maca is a good boy...In fact, the entire Hogwarts owes him a good time as a student. ."

"He's an amazing kid—" the old TOFDI professor who had taken Harry's test before said in a trembling voice, "Since he failed to end his school days for the safety of Hogwarts, It's better to reward him with a more wonderful teaching career."

"That's right," the old lady Macchiban nodded slightly. "Watching the students who taught by hand grows, this is the most touching thing...Oh, I think I thought of a Good idea! Do you want to listen to it?"

……

For the next two days, the exams were going on step by step, and transfiguration and herbalism passed one by one. The so-called exam means that some people are happy and some are worried-of course, there are definitely many more people who are worried.

In general, life went smoothly, and no accidents happened. Oh fine! I mean, if you don’t count Miss Hannah Abbot’s transfiguration practice exam?

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

"Well, I dare say that there must be more than thirty! Because the big red birds ran for a while while being driven out of the auditorium one by one!"—this is The original words of the eyewitness Seamo Finnigan.

However, at noon on the third day, Maca got an extra job from the examiner, Mrs. Macchiban, which surprised him.

In the afternoon of the same day, waiting for the entrance examination in the side hall.

"Attention," before the practical exam began, the door to the auditorium suddenly opened, and Snape's indifferent face appeared at the door. "Informed by the examiner, Professor MacLean, your Professor McLean I will temporarily serve as the examiner for additional questions, and those who are confident can take the test on his own initiative."

After speaking coldly on the content of these formulaic notices, Snape glanced blankly in the side hall again, with a slight curve of contempt at the corners of his mouth.

"Don't say I didn't remind you, it would be very difficult," he said. "If you don't have the real ability, don't go there and give me shame--especially those idiots who always make mistakes in my class. Understand?"

Before he could speak, he didn't wait for the little wizards to react, and after chanting a few names, he went to the auditorium behind him without looking back.

In the side hall, except for the few students who were spotted first, they rushed into the auditorium, and everyone else looked at each other in surprise.

Yes, today I tested Defence Against the Dark Arts. But no one expected that Maca would appear at the practical exam site in the afternoon, and even served as a temporary examiner.

"We have additional questions for the Maca test? How is this possible?" Hermione exclaimed first, "Only the examiner sent by the examination bureau is qualified to write the test, and the signatures of others are invalid!"

"With Maca's magic level and achievements, who can say that he can't be a district examiner!" Ron retorted, "I should try it later, maybe it will be on my score sheet. "O (Excellent)"!"

"No, it has nothing to do with ability!" Hermione glared at him, "Don't you know? Every official examiner has a file in the Department of Education. They hold an examiner certificate. There is no file or certificate. , The signature must be invalid!"

Naturally, Hermione was right. Maca’s signature was definitely invalid, but the one sitting in front of the auditorium with him right now was the examiner, Mrs. Marchban.

Of course, the rules for the wizarding exams over the years cannot be broken~IndoMTL.com~ but a little bit of flexibility is not a problem. This old lady who seemed stern and serious on the surface was actually a Gryffindor through and through in her bones.

"Professor Macchiban, is this really appropriate?" Maca sat for a while, still thinking it was weird, "I think it is unnecessary for me to be the temporary examiner... right?"

The old lady Macchiban looked ahead without squinting, but there was a kind of smile on her face.

"Mr. McLean, if I remember correctly, it seems that it has been a while since you became a professor." She said leisurely, "You think, as a teacher, that moment is the moment you can most appreciate When this career is good?"

For the old lady's slightly off-topic question, Maca has some intentions.

"You mean, when a teacher sees his students have achieved success?"

Maca’s answer seemed to be quite satisfactory to Macchiban. She nodded slightly and said, “I’ve asked many people about this question, and the answer I’ve heard the most is'when my students have achieved something'... But to be honest, many of the students at that time are no longer your students..."

"...People will slowly change with life," she said. "Perhaps, the happiest thing in Albus's life is to have you, an unusual student...you let him When you were a student, you tasted the beauty of being a teacher."

The words of the old lady Macchiban made Maca next to her also sigh with emotion. I am afraid that this kind of view can only be said by someone who has been a professor for a lifetime like her.

"Actually, I am also very fortunate to have Professor Dumbledore such a ‘not very responsible teacher’." Mackah paused and said with a chuckle.