For a school, the most fundamental issue is naturally the source of students. Each magic school has its own method of searching for new students, just as Hogwarts relies on the "Book of Admission" passed down from ancient times and the accompanying "Pen of Acceptance".
However, just sending admission notices to those selected children may not necessarily result in successful recruitment. Take Harry back then, for example. If Hagrid hadn't intervened, he would never have been able to enter the wizarding world, let alone enroll in Hogwarts.
In the modern magical world where there are more and more Muggle-born wizards, how to properly guide those future students who are unable to go to Hogwarts on their own to enter the magical world has become an important issue today. In fact, the "Muggle Studies" course, one of the elective subjects, has a specific inquiry course on this aspect.
At Hogwarts, at least one professor will take on this responsibility every year to observe and contact those who have awakened magic outside the magical world to a certain extent. This is not only to ensure that those children can come to Hogwarts Castle and experience the charm of magic, but actually more for their own safety.
You know, once those children with wizarding potential are mentally suppressed in the Muggle world, it is possible to gradually transform into Obscurials!
This year, Professor McGonagall has entrusted this seemingly inconspicuous but actually very responsible task to Maka, asking him to guide the children who are isolated from the magic gate.
"Squeak-"
As the sound of the broken wooden door being pushed passed past her ears, Maka walked into the small tower on the second floor of the annex of Hogwarts Castle with steady steps.
The door of this tower opens next to several utility rooms that are side by side, but these doors are all enchanted. If you don't unlock it, no matter which door you open, what you will see will be... It will just be an ordinary utility room.
Maka knocked on the door rhythmically a few times before reaching out and turning the doorknob.
As soon as he entered, he found that the ground floor of the tower was also crowded with all kinds of debris. It was almost no different from the debris rooms next door. When he arrived here, his vision was dim because there was no light source inside.
Outside the doorway behind him, light filtered in from his side, and the slanting beam of light formed a sharp contrast with the darkness in the room. In the misty light beam projected in, the swirling dust particles were clearly discernible, making people feel as if even the passage of time was silently slowing down.
When he walked around among the mops, dustpans, broken wooden cabinets and old desks that were almost piled up into a hill, and looked inside, he finally found another small wooden door that was badly damaged.
But what was inconsistent with the appearance of the small wooden door was that Maka could vaguely sense that it was obviously attached to extremely complex forbidden magic. Unless someone with the method to open it comes over, it will be impossible to enter the upper floor of this small tower through here, even if the external obstacles are broken.
Maka looked around curiously for a while, then stretched out her palm forward and silently cast a spell specifically designed to open the door. As he finished casting the spell, the wooden door opened automatically with a creaking sound, revealing the spiral staircase hidden behind it.
The wooden doors are old, and so are these carved stone stairs. Maka climbed up step by step, feeling loose and loose under her feet, making her afraid that if she stepped hard enough, it would collapse and fall apart.
Each step of these stairs is higher than the other stairs in the castle, making the spiral staircase to the top appear quite steep. Fortunately, the tower was not high overall. Although it was a little difficult to climb up, it didn't take long for Maka to find that she could already see the trap door above her head.
"Click-bang!"
Probably because house elves are not allowed to enter here. Without those hard-working little guys to clean up, there is a lot of dust here. The moment the trap door was pushed open, a lot of flying dust fell into Maka's eyes along with the light.
He quickly narrowed his eyes, covered his mouth, and used a descaling spell to clean up all the dust, then straightened up and walked up.
As soon as he stepped onto the circular room at the top of the small tower, Maka caught a glimpse of the half-man-high stone platform in the center. The surface of the stone platform itself and the bricks on the ground are engraved with old and ancient symbols, without any brilliance flowing, and there is not even a slight fluctuation of magic power.
But even so, Maka still clearly understands that this stone platform and the writing on the table are all playing a role all the time.
He is a wizard who is proficient in ancient magic texts. With such obscure traces of ancient magic, he will certainly meet Lie Xinxi. But now that I have learned about this place from Professor McGonagall, I can of course come and conduct research at any time in the future. There is no need to rush now.
After paying more or less attention, Maka took out her notebook and recorded the names and location information on the new page in the "Book of Access" line by line. Just looking at it this way, this mysterious magic book is no different from an ordinary book. Even turning it over looks exactly like a book without magic.
"Sarah Hohenheim? Hey, the name is already written on it. I don't know if this genius girl will choose Hogwarts in the end..." Maka kept writing in the notebook hanging in front of her. , while secretly thinking, "Oh? Ens Tavon... Isn't this the boy from Little Delphi's neighbor? You can go back and take another look... "
More than ten minutes later, Maka, who had finished recording the list, looked at it carefully again and then nodded.
"There's not a lot of places to run around. I should be able to handle it by myself, so there's no need to bother other professors." After checking, he closed the notebook and put it and the pen back into the bag on his waist. .
But just when he was about to turn around and leave, a very subtle stream of magic power suddenly came from a distance, almost instantly.
He was very sensitive to magic power fluctuations, and then turned around and looked over.
The moment he turned back, the "pen of acceptance" that had been silently inserted in the ink bottle floated over the "Book of Admission", and the tip of the pen was about to fall on the page. But the next second, the "Book of Access" with a black dragon skin cover suddenly slid to the side and closed automatically with a "snap".
Judging from what Professor McGonagall said before coming here, there was no doubt that there was a magical rampage that was sensed by the "Acceptance Pen", but the "Book of Access" has not yet expressed its approval.
There are many types of magic riots by little wizards.
According to their own magical talents, children with higher magical activity will have higher intensity of rampage, and children with stronger spirits will have more clever forms of rampage.
In addition, of course, there are also some special cases, such as the situation where Maka's magic power went crazy and perfect control was formed unconsciously; another example is like Voldemort in his childhood, who was able to freely control magic power to a certain extent, so as to Achieving self-will.
Just like these special cases, they can be recognized by the "Book of Access" and the "Pen of Acceptance" at the same time, and their names can be written on the page in the first place. If not, then it may be necessary to conduct follow-up observations through a careful "Book of Access" so that one can leave one's name in it after repeated inspections.
Since this name was not immediately recorded on the page list, Maka thought about it, then turned around and left first. Because he knows that the observation time of "Book of Access" can be long or short. If he chooses to stay and wait, who knows when the results will be obtained? It's better to check again later.
"I hope you can be chosen too!" Maka said as she glanced at the stone platform again before closing the trap door.
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Today's weather is actually not very good. There was some sunshine in the morning, but in the afternoon the sky became gloomy. But that's the way it is in the UK, where gray skies are the norm, and it's a bit strange not to see them all day long.
Maka had already visited a home before lunch. His current mission was just to take a look. If he really needed to make contact, it would have to be before the start of school.
At this moment, he was sitting in the tram wandering around looking at the street scene outside, his mouth and nose filled with the long-lost urban atmosphere. Occasionally, he could hear one or two musicians dressed in fashionable and unique styles on the streets, bringing some relaxation and joy to the slightly dull streets.
"I'm afraid it's going to rain," Maka tilted her head and looked up at the sky, "Although it's not bad to see the rainy scene in the city, but it's so wet that it's not convenient to work? I still want to take advantage of it. During the first few days of vacation, let’s take a leisurely stroll ‘here’!”
The "this side" he said naturally refers to the Muggle world.
In fact, for Maka, the magical world is the world on the "other side". No matter how long he lives there, it will be difficult for him to completely treat himself as a wizard. Maybe you didn't feel it much when you were busy in the magical world, but once you returned to the Muggle world, this sense of intimacy suddenly became stronger.
"Click—"
As he was thinking casually, the tram suddenly stopped. When the car door opened, he suddenly came to his senses and got out of the car along with many people in a hurry.
But after walking only a few steps, Maka felt a chill pass over her head. When he raised his head and looked up into the sky, the gray raindrops hung down like threads, one by one, as if they were going to tear the entire sky into pieces.
The rain finally came down.