"Oh, and Hogwarts has always welcomed professors to sit down...... By the way, at dinner in a while, you can tell us juniors a little story about the year! Maca smiled and said, "As for cleaning up the auditorium or something, it's up to us young people to do it." ”

Even if the other party was once a student of Hogwarts, but now that he is a guest after all, how can there be a reason in this world to let the guest clean up the house?

No, Maca was still talking casually, and her hand was already raised.

With a flick of his hand, the examination tables in the auditorium disappeared one after the other; With another wave, the original four college long tables were revealed from near and far as if the invisible tablecloth had been lifted; With another wave, the number of braziers on the walls on either side suddenly decreased, replaced by elaborate tapestries embroidered with the Hogwarts crest.

When he finally tapped towards the ceiling, the previous white light faded silently, replaced by a beautiful dusk with golden-red flowing clouds.

"That's it, professors, please come with me to the small hall next door and rest for a while!" Maca stretched out her hand to invite, but at the end she smiled and shook her head, "Oh no, for Hogwarts...... I think you must know you better than I do. ”

"No one can say they know a lot about Hogwarts Castle, can they?" Old Lady Marchban shook her head slightly, then looked at the restored auditorium and sighed, "Mr. McLean, you know what? Your talent reminds me of Albus's ....... exam, when I personally took his Charms and Transfigurations. He did magic like I had never seen before......"

As she spoke, she paused as if she remembered something.

"No, I think...... You may be more astonished than Albus," said Lady Marchban, "to defeat two generations of the Dark Lord at the age of a teenager – with Voldemort's exponential strength, it would have been no easier than the young Gryffindor to exterminate the Black Dragons on his own!" ”

"No, no! Actually, Professor Dumbledore has gone farther than everyone thinks on the path of magic......" Maca said again and again as she led the old professors to the side hall, "As for Gryffindor...... How can I compare myself to the founder of Hogwarts? ”

What he said was the truth!

After all, he also knew about the dragon slaying deeds of the young Gryffindor, and as far as the literature recorded, it was a big dragon's lair with nearly 100 dragons! Up to now, the black dragon of the Hehitiri Islands alone is the top magical creature in the Ministry of Magic's "XXXXX" classification.

With hundreds of dragons flying in the air, what kind of scene should it be? It's not an exaggeration to say that it's covering the sky and the sun, just a little magic power from Maca, and a few rounds of rule power, he should turn his ass and slip away.

While chatting casually, Maca led them quickly through the side door to the small hall where the candidates had been resting and waiting. Professor McGonagall was here now, and when she saw that the old professors were coming, she immediately greeted her with a smile.

"Please sit down, it's been hard today, let's take a rest first!" McGonagall beckoned, "When the kitchen is ready, dinner can begin!" ”

"Professor McGonagall," Maca thought for a moment, "since you're here, I'll take a look at the kitchen again!" Professors, take a break...... Oh, I think there are still some snacks, you can have some dessert to relieve your fatigue. ”

As he spoke, he knocked on the table beside him, and all kinds of small desserts immediately appeared on the table, as well as two pots of hot black tea.

After doing this, Maca leaned over slightly, and left the side hall and went to the stairs.

"Minerva, sit down for a while! We haven't spoken much to-day......" said Mrs. Marchbain cordially, as soon as she sat down, "and we were talking about Mr. McLean's talent. Seriously, while Hogwarts has one less Albus, one more young McLean! What a blessing from Merlin! ”

It can be seen that the old lady is obviously very sorry when she talks about Dumbledore. She was older than Dumbledore, but even after seeing the early deaths of her juniors, she still felt nostalgic for the death of a wizard like Dumbledore.

The other old professors who sat down echoed a few times, recalling Dumbledore's demeanor back then.

"yes!" Professor McGonagall looked in the direction Maka had left and sighed slightly, "Maka is a good boy...... In fact, all of Hogwarts owes him a wonderful student time. ”

"He's an amazing boy—" said the old Professor Tofodi who had previously taken Harry's exam, in a trembling voice, "since he didn't survive his school years for the sake of Hogwarts, it would be better to repay him with a more wonderful teaching career." ”

"That's right," said Mrs. Marchban, bowing her head gently, "and it is a most touching thing to watch the students who have been taught by her own hands grow gradually...... Oh, I think I have a great idea! Would you like to hear about it? ”

……

For the next two days, the exams went on in progress, and Metamorphosis and Herbology passed one after the other. The so-called exams mean that some people are happy and some are worried - of course, there must be many more people who are worried.

Overall, life went smoothly and nothing happened. Oh well! I mean, if Miss Hannah Abbott's Transfiguration Practice Exam wasn't counted?

That afternoon, when she was asking to transform the ferret into disappearance, she somehow turned it into a large flock of flamingos.

"Well, I dare say there must be more than thirty of them! Because the big red birds ran away one by one for a while when they were being driven out of the auditorium! —these are the exact words of eyewitness Seamus Finigan.

However, at noon on the third day, Maca was offered an extra job at the examiner, Mrs. Marchiban, which surprised him.

In the afternoon, in the side hall waiting for the entrance exam.

"Mind me," the door to the auditorium opened before the practice exam began, revealing Snape's nonchalant face, "The examiner, Professor March, has informed you that your Professor McLean will be temporarily acting as the examiner for the additional questions, and those who are confident can take the initiative to go to him for testing." ”

After coldly finishing the contents of the formulaic notices, Snape glanced around the side hall with a blank face, the corners of his mouth curled with contempt.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, it's going to be very hard," he said, "and if you don't have the real skills, don't go there and disgrace me—especially the idiots who always make mistakes in my class, you see?" ”

Before he could finish speaking, he didn't wait for the young wizards to react, and after pronouncing a few names, he walked into the auditorium behind him without looking back.

In the side hall, except for the students who were ordered first, they were busy making their way to the auditorium, and the rest of the people looked at each other in surprise.

That's right, today's Defence Against the Dark Arts test. But no one expected that Maca would appear at the practice exam site in the afternoon, and even served as a temporary examiner.

"Maca test our additional questions? How is this possible? Hermione was the first to exclaim, "Only the examiners sent by the examination bureau are qualified to take the questions, and other people's signatures are invalid!" ”

"With Maca's level of magic and achievements, who can say that he can't be a mere examiner!" Ron retorted, "I should try it later, maybe I'll have an 'O' on my scorecard by then!" ”

"No, it has nothing to do with ability!" Hermione glared at him and said, "Don't you know? Each official examiner has a file with the Department of Education, and they hold an examiner certificate. Without a file and a certificate, the signature must be invalid! ”

Hermione was naturally right, Maca's signature was definitely invalid, but the one sitting with him at the front of the auditorium was the examiner, Mrs. Marchban, who was sitting with him this time.

Of course, the rules of the wizarding examination over the years cannot be broken, but a slight adaptation is not a problem. This seemingly stern and serious old lady is actually a Gryffindor through and through.

"Professor March, is this really appropriate?" Maca sat for a moment, still thinking it was strange, "I think you want me to be this temporary examiner...... Doesn't seem necessary, right? ”

Old Madame Marchiban looked ahead without squinting, but a kind smile appeared on her face.

"Mr. McLean, if I'm not mistaken, it seems like it's been a while since you took up the position of professor." She said leisurely, "Do you think that as a teacher, that moment is the moment when you can best appreciate the beauty of this profession?" ”

In response to the old lady's slightly off-topic inquiry, Maca tasted some of the intentions.

"You mean when a teacher sees their students succeeding?"

Maca's answer seemed to satisfy March's class, and she nodded slightly, "I've asked this question a lot, and the answer I've heard the most is 'when your students are accomplished'...... But let's be honest, a lot of the students at that time are no longer your students......"

“…… People change slowly with life," she said, "and perhaps the happiest thing in Albus's life is to have you as an unusual student...... You gave him a taste of what it was like to be a teacher when you were still his student. ”

The words of Mrs. Marchiban made Maca beside her also sigh. I am afraid that this kind of view can only be said by someone like her, who has been a professor all her life.

"Actually, I'm also very fortunate to have Professor Dumbledore as a 'not very responsible teacher'." Maca paused and chuckled.