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After wandering around for about five hours, we finally gathered 19 people who met all the requirements.
One more missing.
But for this one, Zhang Mu continued to fly until dark, but still didn't see any suitable candidate.
Either they are too old or their occupational class overlaps with the one they have already selected.
"Tsk." Zhang Mu smacked his lips, turned into Dumbledore, cast off the shadow spell and landed on the city streets.
"Where can I find it?"
Wrapped in a magic robe, Zhang Mu strolled along the street.
On the roadside, reporters from the official media held microphones in their hands and spoke into the cameras held on their companions’ shoulders, spitting heavily.
Pedestrians with crazy expressions and holding net bags passed by like the wind from time to time.
Suddenly, a bald young man stopped in front of Zhang Mu and looked at him with doubtful eyes: "Sir, you are..."
"cosplay."
"Old man, you should stay at home and rest when you are old. Do you think your old body can catch an agile owl?
Waste of my precious time!"
The young man cursed and hurried forward, raising his hand to push Zhang Mu away.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his staff.
"Mom, we have to help that old man."
"If Misha wants to do it, then go ahead."
Behind the childish tone is gentle encouragement.
Zhang Mu turned his attention to another matter. He put down his staff and pretended to be knocked to the side by the bald young man.
"Old man, please be careful."
With his arm supported by the small hand, Zhang Mu used it to steady himself and looked down.
She was a little girl of about eight years old. Her simple clothes could not hide her sweet face and she had long dark golden hair.
She blinked her big eyes: "Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"Thank you, sweet girl, I'm fine."
"But I saw you were about to fall down after being touched... Are you hungry?"
Zhang Mu became playful and wanted to tease the little girl: "It's like this, I was hungry for many days, so I couldn't stand steadily."
"Mom, we..." She turned to her mother who was a few steps behind her for advice.
"Sir, you are just joking." The mother obviously saw that Zhang Mu was teasing her.
"Eh?" She was stunned for a few seconds, then turned her head back and frowned, "Really?"
It's over, I lied to make the little guy angry.
Not everything can be explained away by a joke. Zhang Mu looked apologetic and said, "Yes, I'm sorry..."
"That's great!" Misha jumped for joy. "You didn't have to deal with any of those sad misfortunes."
Zhang Mu stared at the jumping little girl, then turned his gaze to her mother: "Madam, I admire your education."
"Sir, her father and I didn't deliberately teach her the truth, we just guided her through her actions." The mother smiled gently, "She is herself."
"That's a really smart and well-behaved child." Zhang Mu asked Misha who ran to her mother happily, "Didn't you go to pursue magic?"
The news of Lun Dun had spread. She looked up at her mother and said, "Mom said that magic doesn't belong to us."
Zhang Mu was unable to give any comment on this, and could only say that personal limitations are difficult to change.
Looking at Misha, he muttered in his heart, she is too small. This is the kind of girl I expected to take the freshman exam... Never mind, let's just pick her.
"Thank you again for your enthusiastic help. I hope to give you the reward you deserve."
The mother probably thought it was candy or something like that, so she didn't refuse and allowed Misha to approach Zhang Mu.
Zhang Mu did not take out the beautifully wrapped candy from his pocket as they had expected. Instead, he raised his arm and said, "Come here."
A few seconds later, there was a loud cry from the sky above, and an owl holding an envelope in its mouth flapped its wings and landed, standing steadily on the raised arm.
This scene immediately attracted the attention of the people around, and they rushed over desperately in an instant.
"it is mine!"
The crowd rushed towards Zhang Mu like a tide. He snorted coldly, and a nearly transparent fireball appeared in front of him. Under intentional control, the scorching heat forced people to retreat with their faces covered.
After clearing the crowd, Zhang Mu squatted down, and the owl jumped onto Misha's shoulder: "It belongs to you."
At this moment, the mother seemed to wake up, and her plain lips without lipstick slightly opened: "You, sir, you are..."
Smiling back, Zhang Mu waved to the news anchor who was in the distance and didn't know what was happening because of the crowd.
"That's... a magician?!"
"Hey, come here!" The host called to his companions and ran to Zhang Mu without waiting.
He first stared at the translucent fireball with a red face, then raised the microphone: "Magic Hair...what should I call you?"
"Dumbledore."
The name that contained so much information made his eyes dazed for a moment, then he came to his senses and asked hurriedly:
"Are you Dumbledore? The headmaster of Hogwarts in the Harry Potter novels?
What is your relationship with Ms. Rowling? She went to Hogwarts, right?
"You idiot, why are you asking such stupid questions?!"
Among the crowd that had been driven back by the heat wave, someone cursed loudly, then asked loudly: "Mr. Wizard, I hope to be admitted to Hogwarts!
I can donate all my property!"
"Hogwarts doesn't accept Muggles." Zhang Mu replied calmly, and turned to the host, "Is this a live broadcast?"
Perhaps because he was shocked by the modern “live broadcast” coming out of the mouth of the wizard who considered himself an “old antique”, the host muttered for a long time before replying: “Yes, yes Mr. Dumbledore!”
Nodding, Zhang Mu looked at the camera and said, "The first batch of freshmen has been finalized. Please gather at King's Cross Station tomorrow morning."
Chapter 152: The unexpected meeting of the queen, the early speech to the freshmen
The reason why we did not let the freshmen who signed for the email think about the test content on their own, as Lyon and Claysey did, is because the situation is different.
At that time, construction of Hogwarts had not yet begun, so we could take our time and not rush.
Now that the main body of the academy will be completed in a few days, Zhang Mu is naturally too lazy to waste time.
He had to quickly trap the powerful figures from various countries on Blue Star, and then use them to collect the necessary herbs in large quantities to brew potions that could quickly increase the level of magic.
Therefore, at dawn the next day, Zhang Mu leisurely arrived at the Cross Station.
Influenced by the news announced in the live news yesterday, the station inside and outside were already surrounded by people.
Perhaps because there were too many people, the British authorities gave up maintaining order outside the station and placed all police forces inside the station.
Zhang Mu used shadow magic to pass through the wall and looked around.
It was discovered that not only police officers but also many soldiers were sent.
But despite this, the station was still noisy and the crowd was so crowded that there was not even a glimmer of space. The only open space was at the entrance to platform nine and three-quarters, which was cordoned off by the soldiers.
In the open space, twenty-three people of different genders, ages and occupations stood there, somewhat at a loss.
Among them, Leon, Claysie, Toby, and the little girl Misha from yesterday were on the list.
Zhang Mu thought about it and did not show up in front of everyone. Instead, he crawled into the wall and then walked out of the red brick wall.
The scene was quiet for a moment, and then a loud shout rang out: "Hey! Mr. Dumbledore!
I am a big fan of Hogwarts, can you give me a chance to sign up? ! "
Words with different expressions but roughly the same meaning came one after another. Zhang Mu ignored them and glanced in front of him at the twenty-three people who were standing in a row and staring at him nervously.
"It is my honor to be your chief examiner. Don't get me wrong, I am referring to the freshman exam."
Knowing that they must have checked the letter, Zhang Mu did not explain much and continued, "For the candidates who have passed,
There are Lyons and Clichy.
Others must first meet the requirements to qualify for an interview letter.
Of course, getting an interview letter does not guarantee admission to Hogwarts. Compared to the freshman assessment, the first hurdle you have to pass is just an appetizer.
Also, since the school starts soon, you don’t have much time.
New students who successfully obtain interview letters within the five-day deadline are requested to gather at the entrance in the morning five days later.
above. "
Five days is not a random number. Zhang Mu observed the "world" last night and found that this is the number of days it will take for the main building to be assembled.
Zhang Mu didn’t plan to wait for those who would be eliminated by then.
After saying that, Zhang Mu didn't give them a chance to ask questions, turned around and prepared to walk into the wall.
"Mr. Dumbledore!" Toby suddenly called out to him, "Her Majesty the Queen hopes to entertain you for afternoon tea."
Queen?
Zhang Mu did not stop, he entered the wall and disappeared, leaving behind only the freshmen who were feeling a sense of urgency and the crowd of onlookers who were sighing in disappointment.
"Interesting." Zhang Mu left the station and wandered around the streets in stealth, thinking about the Queen's invitation in his heart.
You must go.
Having the endorsement of this prestigious queen can speed up the process of gaining the trust of powerful people.
What you want to reveal needs to be carefully considered.
With his head lowered, Zhang Mu wandered around the city center until three in the afternoon, then headed for the Queen's palace.
Instead of going in stealthily, he swaggered to the palace gate and said to the guards who were staring at him in amazement, "I have an appointment."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Dumbledore.