Chapter 639 Visitor

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For a school, the most fundamental issue is naturally the source of students. Every school of magic has its own means of searching for new students, just as Hogwarts relies on, it is the pen of acceptance that has been passed down from ancient times and matched with it.

However, just sending admission notices to those selected children may not be able to recruit them smoothly. Take Harry back then, if Hagrid hadn't been involved, he would never have been able to step into the wizarding world, let alone Hogwarts.

In the modern wizarding world where there are more and more Muggle-born wizards, how to properly guide those future students who cannot go to Hogwarts by themselves into the wizarding world has already become an important topic nowadays. In fact, in the course of Muggle Studies, one of the elective subjects, there are specific inquiry courses on this aspect.

And at Hogwarts, every year at least one professor will take on this responsibility to observe and contact those who have awakened magic power outside the magic world to a certain extent. This is not only to ensure that those children can come to Hogwarts Castle to experience the charm of magic, but it is more for their own safety.

You know, once those children with wizard potential are mentally suppressed in the Muggle world, it is possible to gradually transform into silent ones!

This year, Professor McGonagall handed over this seemingly inconspicuous, but actually heavy responsibility task to Maca, asking him to guide the children who were isolated from the magic gate.

Squeak—

With the sound of the broken wooden door being pushed open, Maca walked into the small tower on the second floor of the Hogwarts Castle Annex with steady steps.

The doors of this tower are next to several side-by-side utility rooms, but these doors are all enchanted. If you don't unlock it, no matter which door you open, what you see will be different. It will just be an ordinary utility room.

Maca knocked rhythmically on the door a few times before reaching out and twisting the doorknob.

As soon as he entered, he found that the ground floor of this tower was also crowded with all kinds of sundries, and it was almost no different from the sundry rooms next door. As soon as he arrived here, his vision was dim for a while, because there was no light source inside.

Outside the doorway behind, light came in from the side of him, and the slanting beam of light formed a sharp contrast with the darkness in the room. Among the misty beams of light that projected in, the swirling dust particles were clearly discernible, making one feel as if even the passage of time had slowed down a lot silently.

As he walked around among the mops, dustpans, broken wooden cabinets, and old school desks that were almost piled up into a hill,

When I looked inside again, I finally found another small wooden door that was dilapidated.

But what didn't match the appearance of the small wooden door was that Maca could vaguely sense that it was obviously attached with extremely complicated forbidden magic. If it weren't for someone who has a way to open it, even if the obstacles outside were broken, it would be absolutely difficult to enter the upper floor of this small tower through here.

Maca looked around curiously for a while, then stretched out his palm forward, and silently cast a spell specially used to open the door. And after he finished casting the spell, the wooden door automatically opened with a creak, revealing the spiral staircase hidden behind it.

The wooden doors are old and so are these carved stone stairs. Maca climbed up step by step, with a feeling of looseness under his feet, making people afraid that if he stepped on a heavy foot, he would collapse and fall apart.

Each of these steps is higher than the other stairs in the castle, making the spiral staircase to the top appear rather steep. Fortunately, the overall tower was not high. Although it took a little effort to get up, it didn't take long for Maca to find that he could see the trapdoor above his head.

Click-boom!

Probably because house elves are not allowed to enter here, and there is no hardworking little guys to clean it up, so there is a lot of dust here. At the moment when the trap door was pushed open, along with the light, there was also a lot of flying dust that fell into Maca's eyes.

He quickly narrowed his eyes, covered his mouth, and used a descaling spell to clean up the dust before he straightened up and walked up.

As soon as he stepped into the circular room at the top of the small tower, Maca caught a glimpse of the half-person-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 half a wave of magic power.

But even so, Maca still clearly understands that this stone platform and the book resting on the platform are all effective all the time.

He is a wizard who is proficient in ancient runes, and such obscure traces of ancient magic, of course, will meet Lie Xinxi. But now that he has learned about this place from Professor McGonagall, of course he can come to conduct research anytime in the future, so there is no need to rush at this moment.

After paying more attention, Maca took out his notebook and recorded the names and location information on the new page line by line. Just looking at it this way, this mysterious magic book is no different from an ordinary book, and even flipping it is exactly the same as a non-magical book.

Sarah Hohenheim? Hey, the name is already written on it, and I don't know if this talented girl will choose Hogwarts in the end... Maca wrote no in the notebook hanging in front of him. He paused, thinking to himself, Oh? Ens Taon... Isn't this the boy from Little Delphi's neighbor's house? You can take a look later...

After more than ten minutes, Maca, who had finished recording the list, read it carefully again, and then nodded.

There's not much to run around. I should be able to handle it by myself, so I don't need to bother other professors. After checking, he closed the notebook casually, and put it back together with the pen in the bag on his waist .

But just as he was about to turn around and leave, a tiny stream of magic power suddenly came from a distance, almost instantly.

He was very sensitive to fluctuations in magic power, so he turned around and looked over.

The moment he turned his head back, the pen of acceptance that had been silently inserted in the ink bottle before had already floated into the sky, and the tip of the pen was about to fall to the page. But in the next second, the book with the black dragon leather 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 magic runaway that was sensed by the pen of acceptance but had not yet expressed approval.

There are many kinds of magic riots of little wizards.

According to their own magical talents, children with higher magical activity will run rampant more violently, and children with stronger spirits will be more ingenious in their runaway forms.

In addition, of course, there are some special cases, such as the situation where Maca's magic power ran amok in the past, forming a perfect control unconsciously; A state of self-will.

Just like these special cases, they can be recognized with the pen of acceptance at the same time, and their names are written on the pages of the book at the first time. If this is not the case, then it may be necessary to carefully conduct follow-up observations before being named among them after repeated inspections.

Since this name was not immediately recorded in the page list, Maca thought about it, then turned around and left first. Because he knows that the observation time can be long or short, if he chooses to stay and wait, who knows when there will be a result? Might as well check back later.

I hope you can be chosen too! Maca said before closing the trapdoor, glancing at the stone platform again.

...

Today's weather is actually not too good, there is still some sunshine in the morning, but in the afternoon the sky becomes gloomy. But this is the case in the UK. The gray sky is the norm, and it's a bit strange to see it every day.

Maca had already been to a family before lunch, and his current task was just to take a look at it. If he really needed to make contact, it would have to be in the period before school started.

At this moment, he was sitting in the tram and looking at the street scene outside, his mouth and nose were filled with the long-lost urban atmosphere. Occasionally, he could still hear one or two musicians dressed in trendy and unique clothes on the street, bringing some lightness and joy to the somewhat dull street.

I'm afraid it's going to rain. Maca tilted her head and looked up at the sky. Although there's nothing wrong with looking at the city's rainy scene, it's not easy to work when it's wet? I still want to take advantage of it. In the first few days of the holiday, let's take a leisurely stroll 'here'!

The this side in his mouth naturally refers to the Muggle world.

In fact, for Maca, the magic world is the other side of the world. No matter how long he lives there, it is difficult for him to completely regard himself as a wizard. Maybe he didn't feel that much when he was busy in the wizarding world, but once he returned to this Muggle world, this kind of intimacy suddenly became stronger.

Crack——

He was thinking casually when the tram stopped suddenly. When the car door opened, he also came back to his senses suddenly, and got out of the car together with many people in a hurry.

But after walking a few steps, Maca felt a bit of coolness passing over his head. When he raised his head and looked up into the sky, the raindrops in the gray sky hung like silk threads, one by one, as if they were going to split the whole sky into fragments.

The rain finally came down.