The Direction of This World

The arrival of the Ministry of Magic officials was just a minor incident; the Triwizard Cup, however, would have to wait for Confederation of the headmasters of several schools to make a decision.

However, most students felt that the Triwizard Cup of Fire might be canceled for this year, given the recent major accident and the tense situation outside.

But Sean didn't think so. After careful consideration, he realized that the information about Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic, and even the Muggle world that he had received from Lupin all pointed in the same direction.

A general direction for handling this Time Disappearance Incident.

All governments, institutions, and leaders are doing their best to steer the world after this accident toward a normal 1995.

Yes, those who can determine the course of the world are making it develop according to the pace of 1995. Just like Hogwarts, Dumbledore allowed all students except those in the seventh year to skip a grade, even though they missed a year of classes.

As far as Sean knew, many Ministry of Magic employees had their work experience extended by a year, and some even received extra annual leave. Some employees who were originally a year or six months away from retirement quickly handed over their work and began their retirement.

The same is true in the Muggle world, where governments promote various policies that accelerate the progress of society as a whole.

Just as Sean guessed, governments and leaders are speeding up the pace of the world so that it looks much like the world in 1995.

It's not surprising that the Muggle world has such policies, but almost all countries have similar policies. Although policies vary according to their respective national circumstances, the overall direction is almost identical. The Ministry of Magic has always had direct ties with the Muggle government's decision-making body, and Sean believes that these policies were most likely introduced on the advice of wizards.

Therefore, Sean felt it was important to make this world, which had been missing for a year—a near-blank period in 1994—look like it had progressed normally, going through 1994 and into 1995.

This could very well be a Mystery Side way to mitigate the aftermath of the Time Disappearance Incident.

What happened next confirmed Sean's guess.

He disappeared for two hours this Sunday.

Two hours is insignificant compared to a year, but it is enough to prove that the aftereffects of the time disappearance still exist, after all, Sean did nothing during this time.

Meanwhile, Young Grindelwald was peacefully absorbing the magic of the Qilin's blood, while Old Grindelwald was hiding under his Invisibility Cloak counting ants.

Furthermore, given the already significant Time Incident, neither the Ministry of Magic, the Returners, nor Dumbledore would likely dare to attempt time travel.

Therefore, this accident is highly likely to be the subsequent impact.

Five days later, the time increased, but this time by only half an hour.

Therefore, Sean believes his guess is correct.

People all over the world are trying to make the world look like it did in 1995 in order to avoid more serious accidents later on.

So far, it seems to be effective.

Based on this situation, large-scale events like the Triwizard Cup should still proceed as scheduled.

However, what puzzled Sean was what would happen to the young wizards who were supposed to enroll at Hogwarts in the summer of 1994.

They already possess magic, so if they were to enroll in school with another group of young wizards who had just turned eleven in the summer of 1995, wouldn't that be somewhat inappropriate for the current situation?

Of course, we must also consider the current global tensions— the Ministry of Magic won't even allow owls to fly, so how are we supposed to send letters?

However, someone quickly solved the problem for Sean.

"Fast start?" Sean looked at Professor McGonagall with some doubt.

He had just finished teaching the second-year wizards when Professor McGonagall called him over.

The homework Sean had given these beginners seemed to be too difficult. Several lessons had passed, and the second-year students' "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" was still in the form of small animals. Sean had to undo the Transfiguration for them, otherwise the students wouldn't even be able to see the content in the textbook, and he would even have to deal with the small animals' eating, drinking, and relieving themselves.

Of course, some curious students asked Sean after class what kind of reward he would give to someone who solved the puzzle.

"I modified a spell, inspired by Professor Flitwick. I turned a spell into Summoning Charm. It's not actually that powerful, but it should be enough for your current strength," Sean said as he tidied up the podium.

Yes, he plans to teach his improved Wingardium Leviofa to anyone who can do his job.

This spell is an improvement on the Levitation Charm. In fact, although the incantation is similar to the Levitation Charm, the entire structure of the spell has been changed a lot, and it is almost the same as the original spell.

Most importantly, this Wingardium Leviofa Spell is essentially Summoning Charm, and Sean's unique Summoning Charm techniques are profound enough for these lower-grade students.

Being able to fully understand this spell will not only help in practicing Summoning Charm later on, but will also be of great help in Transfiguration magic, which requires summoning.

It would be quite effective even for kids to use in a fight...

But since no one has solved their homework problems, it proves that they can't learn the spell yet. Sean plans to delay it for a while and teach the spell to students who are capable of learning it closer to the end of the semester.

Sean's words elicited a sigh of regret in the classroom, and the second-year students could not hide the disappointment on their faces.

After attending the course for some time, they were completely convinced. Although the teaching assistant, Wallerup, was only a fourth-year student, his understanding of Transfiguration was ridiculously high. Putting everything else aside, in terms of basic skills alone, Mr. Wallop's ability was superior to that of every student in the school.

A person's "improvement spell" like this, even a fool would know it must be something good.

The students who didn't receive the reward were extremely frustrated, and even the troublemaker Led clenched his fists in secret.

Just as Sean was about to say a few words of encouragement to them, Professor McGonagall appeared outside the classroom and called Sean out.

"Good luck to you guys—" Sean left with those last words.

Only the students in the classroom remained, still not having reacted.

Is Mr. Wallop mocking us?

"It seems so—I heard that when he was the same age as us, he had already started self-studying third-year Transfiguration courses..."

"Isn't he in fifth grade?"

"Huh? I heard that he's already started learning Advanced Combination Transfiguration?"

The students exchanged strange looks, and suddenly an idea popped into their heads.

Suddenly I don't really want to learn Transfiguration anymore, it's so annoying...

After Sean was taken to Professor McGonagall's office, she told him the reason for calling him there.

They were actually discussing the whereabouts of the young wizards who should have been enrolled but hadn't.

"Fast admission" was a term coined by Professor McGonagall.

"Yes, fast-track enrollment," Professor McGonagall nodded. "Actually, this is Professor Dumbledore's idea. We think it's not a good idea to send young wizards who are over eleven to school outside. After the age of eleven, magic grows faster, and we are worried that young wizards will gain a sudden increase in magic, but no one will teach them how to use it. This may lead to many accidents that we don't want to see."

Sean nodded thoughtfully. That made sense, and according to his guess, those children should indeed be allowed to enroll.

Professor McGonagall continued, "However, under the current circumstances, sending owls to deliver messages is illegal and impractical."

"So, Professor, what do you mean?"

"Fast admission: the headmaster turned the envelope into Portkey, Professor Flitwick also cast a spell on the envelope. Once the students and their parents agree, the envelope will directly bring the child who is supposed to be admitted to Hogwarts."

Wow, that's pretty simple and straightforward...

Sean rubbed his nose and chuckled, "It'll probably be quite a shock for the Muggle Family, but it's definitely the best solution right now."

"Yes, Hogwarts will provide all the uniforms, textbooks, Cauldron, Astronomical Telescope, and the like. To be honest, we're lucky we recently received a sponsorship, otherwise it wouldn't be enough. After all, it's being done behind the Ministry of Magic's back, without any funding or anything like that..." Professor McGonagall sighed.

Sean chuckled dryly. If he wasn't mistaken, the sponsorship must have come from the organization his father had founded for him... His father had wanted to become a Hogwarts School Governor for a very long time...

"So what do you need me to do, Professor McGonagall?" Sean asked.

There must be something they wanted to tell me, otherwise these things would have been settled long ago.

Professor McGonagall rubbed her temples, her head aching. "All the faculty and staff at Hogwarts are now under strict surveillance by the Ministry of Magic. Even Hagrid was investigated for half a day when he went to Diagon Alley to buy some pumpkin spray. We are too easily noticed now."

"Yes, that's very much in line with the Ministry of Magic's current style." Sean nodded understandingly.

"And you, Mr. Wallop," Professor McGonagall pushed up her glasses, "Should have a way to contact the outside world, after all, you've helped so many children send letters home."

"Yes, Professor McGonagall." Sean readily admitted that his only secret was his contact information, but having a channel was not a secret.

"So, I hope to use your connections to help deliver letters to every young wizard who should be attending school but is currently staying at home, and also to help with the procurement..." Professor McGonagall said softly.

"That's easy, Professor McGonagall," Sean readily agreed. "Just give me the student list, addresses, and acceptance letters. I'll have someone outside the Ministry of Magic's surveillance deliver them. The same goes for the purchases. It's not difficult."

Professor McGonagall breathed a huge sigh of relief, "Thank you so much, Wallerup —and don't worry, Hogwarts will pay double for staff salaries and the cost of supplies."

Sean stood up and smiled in greeting, "Of course I trust the reputation of the Hogwarts professors. Also, if there are any points to note, you can tell me in detail."

"There aren't many things to do, but considering that we're using Portkey this time, we've prepared a few things..."

That evening, Sean delivered all the envelopes and student information to Lupin.

The following day, the Wizarding Welfare Organization, which originated from the Wallop family business, sent out a number of trustworthy wizards.

Disguised as ordinary people, they began to find the young wizards who had not yet enrolled, based on their addresses and information.

In a small town in England, a young man in a black trench coat suddenly appeared in the shadows of an alley. He went unnoticed and blended into the crowd.

"Six Mulberry Street, let me see..." Diango Rubio muttered to himself as he walked in one direction.

As a long-time member of the Wizarding Welfare Organization, he took this mission very seriously, especially since Mr. Lupin had told him that it was a collaboration between the long-absent big boss and Hogwarts.

Who calls the shots at Hogwarts? Of course, it's the famous Albus Dumbledore. To be able to cooperate with Dumbledore means that the mysterious boss above you must be a very powerful figure. Perhaps it's an ancient wizarding family, and that boss is the current head of that family.

Of course, these are all things that Diango thinks about in his spare time. His current task is to deliver the acceptance letter and then persuade the child and his parents.

It didn't take long for him to find his goal.

"Knock knock".

Shortly after the knocking, a puzzled middle-aged woman came and opened the door.

"Hello, does Luke Santos live here?"

"Of course, Luke is my son." The middle-aged woman looked very puzzled, yet cautious.

Diango smiled, preparing to show off his skills to the other party.

The envelope floated up.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Diongo Ruvio, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's Admissions Officer. Your son has been accepted into our school. Of course, I know this sounds absurd, but I will prove it to you. If possible, could Luke and your husband come along?"

Diango's eloquent speech was interrupted by Mrs. Santos's puzzled but not surprised expression.

"My God, that person really wasn't a fraud... there really are other School of Magic..."

Diongo's smile froze on his face. The first family he had approached?

"Madam, you mean...?"

"Just yesterday, someone like you came to our door. He said he was from the Newmontgard School of Magic ... Oh my god, he showed us so many amazing things, you call that magic, right? In the end, my husband and I were convinced, and Luke himself was quite interested. That guy said it was a special time, so he just took Luke and disappeared... Oh, I'm a little worried now. Sir, do you know how to visit the school? Is it possible to go? That Newmontgard ..."

Santos rambled on and on, and Diango could only manage a weak slur of words.

The first one got snatched up?!

Yay! I've written four hundred chapters!