"Oh, in fact, Hogwarts has always welcomed professors to sit here... By the way, during dinner later, you can tell us juniors a little story from back then!" Maka said with a smile, "As for cleaning up the auditorium? Yes, just leave it to us young people."
Even though the other person was once a student at Hogwarts, he was now a guest after all. How in the world could a guest clean up the house
No, Maka was still talking casually, and her hand had already been raised.
With a wave of his hand, the examination tables placed in the auditorium disappeared one after another; with another wave, the original four long desks of the academy disappeared from the near side as if someone had lifted an invisible tablecloth. The distance was revealed; with another wave, the number of braziers on the walls on both sides suddenly decreased sharply, and were replaced by exquisite tapestries embroidered with the Hogwarts school emblem.
When he finally clicked towards the ceiling, the previous hazy white light disappeared silently, replaced by a beautiful dusk with golden-red flowing clouds.
"That's enough. Professors, please follow me to the small hall next door to rest for a while!" Maka extended her hand to invite, but in the end she smiled and shook her head, "Oh no, for Hogwarts... I I think you must be more familiar with it than me."
"No one can say that they know Hogwarts Castle very well, can they?" Old Mrs. Marchbane shook her head gently, and then looked at the restored auditorium and sighed, "Mr. MacLean, you Do you know? Your talent reminds me of Albus back then... When Albus took the NEWTs exams, I personally took the exams on his Charms and Transfiguration. The magic he displayed was like nothing I had ever seen before. I’ve seen…”
As she spoke, she paused as if remembering something.
"No, I think... you may be even more amazing than Albus," Ms. Marchbain said. "You defeated two generations of Dark Lords at a teenage age - with Voldemort's exponentially increasing power. From the looks of it, this may not be much easier than that young Gryffindor slaying the black dragons alone!"
"No, no! In fact, on the road of magic, Professor Dumbledore has gone further than everyone thinks..." Maka continued while leading these old professors to the side hall, "As for Gryffin How... with my little ability, how can I be compared with the founder of Hogwarts?"
What he said was all true!
After all, he also knew about the dragon-slaying deeds of young Gryffindor. According to the records in the literature, it was a large dragon lair with nearly a hundred dragons! Up to now, a Heshidri Islands black dragon alone is the top magical creature in the "XXXXX" classification of the Ministry of Magic.
What kind of scene would it be like with hundreds of dragons flying in the air? It's not an exaggeration to say that it can block out the sky, but with Maka's little magic power, after a few shots of the power of the rules, he should turn around and run away.
While chatting casually, Maka quickly led them through the side door and came to the small hall where the candidates had rested and waited. Professor McGonagall was also here now. Seeing these old professors coming, he immediately greeted them with a smile.
"Please sit down, you have worked hard today, let's take a rest first!" Mag greeted, "When the preparations in the kitchen are completed, dinner can begin!"
"Professor McGonagall," Maka thought for a while and said, "Since you are here, let me go to the kitchen to take a look! Professors, take a break first... Oh, I think there are still some snacks, everyone can go first Eat some dessert to relieve your fatigue.”
As he spoke, he knocked on the table next to him. Various small desserts and two pots of hot black tea immediately appeared on the table.
After doing this, Maka leaned slightly and left the side hall towards the stairs.
"Minerva, please sit down for a while! We haven't spoken much today..." Mrs. Marchbain said kindly as soon as she sat down, "We were just talking about Mr. MacLean's talent. To be honest Yes, although Hogwarts has lost one Albus, it has gained a younger MacLean! What a blessing from Merlin!"
It can be seen that the old lady obviously felt very sorry when talking about Dumbledore. She was older than Dumbledore, but even though she had seen many of her descendants pass away, she still felt deeply for the death of wizards like Dumbledore who had been accompanied by brilliance throughout their lives.
The other old professors who were sitting down also echoed a few times, recalling Dumbledore's various demeanor back then.
"Yes!" Professor McGonagall looked at the direction Maka left and sighed slightly, "Maka is a good child... In fact, the entire Hogwarts owes him a good time as a student."
"He is an amazing child -" the old Tofty professor who had passed Harry's test before said in a trembling voice, "Since he couldn't finish his student days for the sake of the safety of Hogwarts, then he might as well use An even more wonderful teaching career rewarded him.”
"That's right," Mrs. Marchban nodded gently, "Watching the students you teach grow up is the most touching thing... Oh, I think I have come up with a good idea! Do you want to hear it?"
…
In the next two days, the exams were carried out step by step, and Transfiguration and Herbalism passed one by one. The so-called exam means that some people are happy and some are sad - of course, there must be many more people who are worried.
Overall, the day went smoothly and nothing unexpected happened. Oh fine! I mean, if you don't count Miss Hannah Abbott's Transfiguration practical exam
That afternoon, when she was asked to transform the ferret into disappearing form, she somehow transformed it into a huge flock of flamingos.
"Well, I dare say there must be more than thirty of them! Because those big red birds ran one by one for a long time when they were being lined up and driven out of the auditorium!" - This is the eyewitness Seamus ·Finigan’s original words.
However, at noon on the third day, Maka received an additional job from the examiner, Mrs. Marchban, which surprised him.
That afternoon, I was waiting in the side hall for the entrance exam.
"Attention," before the practical exam began, the door leading to the auditorium opened with a bang, and Snape's indifferent face appeared at the door, "the examiner, Professor Marchban, informed that your Professor MacLean will temporarily serve as There is an examiner who sets the additional questions, and those who are confident can take the initiative to go to him and take the test.”
After finishing these formulaic announcements coldly, Snape glanced around the side hall expressionlessly, with a slight curve of contempt at the corner of his mouth.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, it would be very difficult,” he said. “If you don’t have real skills, don’t go out there and embarrass me—especially those idiots who always make mistakes in my classes. Do you understand? "
Before he finished speaking, he didn't wait for the little wizards to react, and after reading a few names, he went to the auditorium behind him without looking back.
In the side hall, except for the few students who were called first and hurriedly went to the auditorium, the rest of the people looked at each other in surprise.
That's right, today's test is Defense Against the Dark Arts. But no one expected that Maka would appear at the afternoon practical exam and even serve as a temporary examiner.
"Maka is testing our additional questions? How is this possible?" Hermione was the first to exclaim, "Only the examiners sent by the examination bureau are qualified to set the questions, and other people's signatures are invalid!"
"With Maka's magic level and achievements, who can say that he can't be a mere examiner!" Ron retorted, "I should give it a try later, and maybe I can get an 'O' on my score sheet by then." (Excellent)'!"
"No, this has nothing to do with my ability!" Hermione glared at him and said, "Don't you know? Every official examiner has a file in the Education Department, and they hold an examiner's certificate. Without files and certificates, the signature is It must be invalid!”
Of course Hermione was right, Maka's signature was definitely invalid, but sitting with him in front of the auditorium was the examiner this time, Mrs. Marchban.
Of course, the rules of wizard examinations over the years cannot be broken, but a little flexibility in them is not a problem. This old lady looks stern and serious on the surface, but she is actually a Gryffindor through and through.
"Professor Marchban, is this really appropriate?" Maka sat for a while, but still thought it was strange, "I don't think it's necessary for me to be the temporary examiner... right?"
Old Mrs. Marchban looked straight ahead, but a kind smile appeared on her face.
"Mr. MacLean, if I remember correctly, it seems to have been a while since you took up the position of professor." She said leisurely, "Do you think that as a teacher, that is the moment when you can best appreciate this profession? Good times?”
Regarding the old lady's somewhat off-topic inquiry, Maka somehow revealed some of her intentions.
"You mean, when a teacher sees his students succeeding in their studies?"
Maka's answer seemed to satisfy Madchiban. She nodded slightly and said, "I've asked many people this question, and the answer I've heard the most is 'when one's own students achieve something'... But to be honest, , many of the students at that time are actually no longer your students..."
"... People will slowly change with life," she said. "Perhaps, the happiest thing in Albus's life is that he has an unusual student like you... Do you let him be with you or him? When I was a student, I tasted the beauty of being a teacher.”
What Mrs. Marchban said made Maka next to her sigh with emotion. A view like this can only be expressed by someone like her who has been a professor all her life.
"Actually, I'm very lucky to have Professor Dumbledore as an 'irresponsible teacher'." Maca paused and said with a chuckle.