467 Chapter 466 "A Dream"
Sean consulted Dumbledore, and he was quite interested, "Your father wants to join the board? That sounds good. Hogwarts hasn't had Muggle board members since the establishment of the board."
Sean thought there would be some trouble, but in the end, Dumbledore just expressed his interest. As principal, he wouldn't mind having a new board at Hogwarts, but the main problem was that other board members couldn't possibly agree on this matter.
The Hogwarts school board is composed of pure-blood wizards. For these "nobles", being on the school board with a Muggle is probably something they didn't want to happen. Sean's father was disappointed to express his regret after learning the news and asked Lupin to start asking about the situation in Austria.
He is going to try his hand at Nurmengard's school board position.
In the future, Hogwarts will definitely be the place where his daughter will go to school, but he won't be able to get a position in Hogwarts. Maybe another school board of the same level will be of some use. It is unimaginable how much he would spend on his daughter.
Although Sean felt that his father's worries were a little unnecessary, with him, his friends, and the professors, it is impossible for Ella to be bullied when she enters school in the future. She does not bully others, though.
However, since his father is keen on this, let him do whatever he wants, and there will be no harm anyway.
The noise in the hall was really loud. Everyone was curious about the Anonymous donator. Of course, the prize money for the winner of the Tournament made them like this. In front of the tables in each house, Sean could see many students staring at Dumbledore, especially the senior students.
"I know you are all eager to win the trophy of the Tournament for Hogwarts," Dumbledore waited for a while before speaking to everyone, "However, when the Tournament started, the participating schools and The Ministry of Magic agreed that there should be an age limit for the entrants. Only students who have reached the age of seventeen or over seventeen are allowed to apply."
Dumbledore's words caused a lot of noise among many students. Especially those in the fifth and sixth grades. They stood up angrily and stared at Dumbledore as if he had said something very outrageous. Dumbledore raised his voice slightly because of the protests.
"This is necessary because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many precautions we take, it is impossible for students in the sixth and seventh grades to participate. I will guarantee that no one under the age of students can fool our screening later to be a Hogwarts delegate."
Fred and George nodded. They both met the age requirements and were clearly ready to give it a try.
"I think the professor is right. It's too dangerous for young students who haven't grown up to participate."
"That's right, such a difficult task should be left to adults like us."
The twins were happy, which aroused the dissatisfaction of many students. Some students who had not met the entry requirements stood up dissatisfiedly, "Professor, shouldn't the selection be based on individual performances?"
Dumbledore pushed back his glasses, and there was a meaningful light in his blue eyes.
"You are right. In many cases, age can effectively judge a person's character. But this does not mean every adult is qualified."
"The start of the Tournament is just around the corner. We don't have much time to screen out one after another. We made such a decision to choose an outstanding delegate below the age limit."
"If a student at school has reached the age of fifteen, has a Hogwarts special contribution award, has a Hogwarts certificate, and can prove their strength, the school will issue a personal letter. This letter can be used to remove the Trace, legally possess dangerous magical animals, and, of course, participate in the Tournament at a younger age."
"The conditions for issuing this letter include a whole set of points and methods, which will be published in the announcement. If you think that you are good enough but are blocked by the age limit, you can try it. Hogwarts will personally issue a letter to those who meet all the conditions, and those who have this letter can also sign up for this Tournament."
The students who asked the question did not expect that Dumbledore would give a solution. However, this method seemed very strict. Just getting a Hogwarts Contribution Award and a Hogwarts certificate is difficult enough.
After Dumbledore finished saying this, many students directly turned their attention to Sean. Among the current students, Sean seems to be the only one who meets these conditions. Many students have already thought of what Dumbledore meant, this certificate was specially issued to Sean so that he could sign up for the Tournament.
Sean looked down in embarrassment. He didn't expect Dumbledore to say it so directly. It felt like the public opened the back door for him.
Hermione whispered beside him, "Anyone with an eye can tell at a glance that this is specially prepared for you."
As if Dumbledore didn't see everyone's eyes, he continued, "The Tournament is not an ordinary competition, so the conditions for issuing this certificate are strict. You can refer to the announcement for details and judge whether you meet this requirement. I have to remind those under the age of seventeen not to try to deceive the selection process."
"Delegations from Nurmengard, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang will arrive in October and spend most of the year with us. I hope when they arrive, you will welcome them all in a friendly manner. Once the Hogwarts delegate hero is finally chosen, you can support them wholeheartedly. It is getting late; I'll let you all go to sleep now."
Dumbledore sat down and talked with other professors. The students stood up, and the tables and chairs in the hall could be heard.
"Professor Dumbledore didn't say what the testing method is. Maybe it's not that strict?" Sean heard Harry saying something.
"I asked Fred and George, but those two refused to say anything. They watched the last Tournament beforehand." Ron looked a little annoyed.
Neville, who had just become a Gryffindor prefect, was greeting the new students, "Promise me, don't break Professor Dumbledore's rules."
"Neville, this is such a great opportunity. Not only can I participate in competitions, but I can also do many things that I can't do normally. Do students under the age of seventeen have a chance?"
"Frankly speaking, I think it's specially prepared for Sean." Ron shrugged his shoulders, saw Sean not far away, and he waved to him.
"Hey, cheer up. Sean is strong, so he has the qualifications to participate. But we are not weaker than some seventh graders. The seventh-grade students who are not strong might not even participate later, and we have more chances to be selected."
Ginny passed by the two and said, "I think it's better for you to make sure that your O.W.Ls at the end of the year can pass the minimum standards."
"But the focus right now is the Tournament. Don't we might have some aging potion or something?" Harry was so focused on participating in the competition that they didn't pay much attention to what Ginny said. He pulled Ron.
Sean smiled helplessly, looking at this. However, he didn't need to worry, and Dumbledore's magic was not something that a simple potion could deceive.
Sean turned around and greeted the Ravenclaw students with Hermione. They were responsible for showing this group of children the Ravenclaw common room today. Of course, Hermione explained most of the time.
"Everyone line up in two groups, one on Sean and one on me. Come on, quickly, or one of you might just get lost, which is something you don't want to do, especially for new students." Seeing that Hermione, who already had the temperament of a strict teacher, commanded all the Ravenclaw students in an orderly manner.
After confirming that no unlucky student was swept out by the crowd, she clapped her hands and said, "Come, come."
Walking in the forefront, Sean yawned. Obviously, Hermione was doing most of the work. After all the new students were settled, Sean lay back on his bed.
A roommate he hasn't seen in the summer vacation, although sleepy, is still excitedly discussing the upcoming Tournament.
"Hey, Sean, did you hear what Professor Dumbledore said?" Terry threw a pack of animal gummies and said a little excitedly.
"Of course," Sean casually threw a gummy into his mouth and let out a yawn. This taste is really exciting. Well, do you want to try to sign up, too?"
Another roommate, Michael, spread his hands. "Don't be stupid, Sean. It must have been prepared specially for you by Dumbledore. At present, the only students who have won the Contribution Award among the students in the school are you and Stephanie Ollivander. She looks like a first-year student, but she must be an adult. This award is useless for her to sign up for the competition; it is obviously only for you."
Sean took off his clothes and lay down on the bed, "Well, do you think I should sign up?"
Anthony Goldstein said loudly, "Of course, the Tournament is the highest honor for a school student, and everyone knows your strength. Is it already similar to that of a graduate or even stronger?"
They laughed and looked at Sean.
Sean adjusted the position of the pillow, "It's hard to say, but I'm really interested."
"Come on, Sean. When the time comes, we will lead the girls from all grades to cheer for you!" Terry said excitedly.
"Stop playing, Terry. You're not going to get the girls; he doesn't need to put an effort to get their support."
"I can design cheering words for them!"
"I can't say enough about your writing quality..."
The conversation continued until midnight, and finally, everyone couldn't hold back the sleepiness and fell into a sleep. Sean was the one who slept the latest. Although he was tired, he was always in good spirits. He had already made up his mind that he must participate in the Tournament, but he didn't know who his teammates would be later on.
One name after another floated in his mind, and Sean fell into a deep sleep.
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"Sean, why don't you leave? Didn't you say that the prefect should prepare in advance?" his roommate shouted in the early morning.
"Just go, don't wait for me." Sean replied and walked to the mirror.
Everything in his dream was so blurry that Sean couldn't remember anything clearly. But he could feel a huge sense of oppression, a warm liquid on the corner of his mouth, and a weak breath.
Only the moon is clear in the dream. Sean raised his head, and a huge fuzzy black shadow passed by in the sky. This is not the first time Sean has had this kind of dream. He does not always feel like himself, and those dreams also have one thing in common: the moon in the sky is clear.
"Is this a coincidence or some kind of telling?" Sean didn't know how to interpret dreams and was a little confused.
