Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

This will also allow me to verify the quality of these props. Of course, any losses will be my own. If you think it's suitable later, we can place an order without hesitation."

Seeing Scrimgeour's hesitation, Sirius raised his lips slightly and continued to use drastic measures:

"Of course, this is just a small-scale product now. Once we go into mass production, the price will naturally come down. But I can't be sure of the timeline, maybe a few months, maybe a year. I heard that this Quidditch World Cup..."

Scrimgeour narrowed his eyes slightly, and he suddenly remembered that Sirius had just asked about Crouch. Could this guy be trying to get into Crouch's shoes?

Could it be that Crouch was thinking of vying for the position of Minister of Magic again? The more Scrimgeour thought about it, the more he felt that something was amiss. He had to get this batch of goods.

The premise is that if what Sirius said is true, then if anyone causes trouble in this Quidditch World Cup, their Auror Office will be exposed to wizards all over the world.

"Just tell me, what is your purpose?"

Sirius saw Scrimgeour's reaction and cleared his throat.

"Ahem, eh!"

Then he took his hands out of his pockets, stood up straight, and straightened his clothes.

His expression became serious:

"Hello, Dean Scrimgeour. Nice to meet you again. I am Sirius Black, the first Head of Office at Hogwarts."

At this point, Sirius had a seemingly warm and official smile on his face, his black hair blowing in the wind, and a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Director Scrimgeour, welcome you and the Aurors to Hogwarts."

As he spoke, Sirius opened his arms and his voice suddenly became cheerful.

"Hogwarts has always opened its doors to friends from the Ministry of Magic. Your presence has made this ancient castle even more glorious."

Scrimgeour's sharp gaze suddenly froze, the corner of his eye twitched, and then his lame leg subconsciously took a step back, and his crutch directly blocked Sirius's way.

He said in a hoarse voice:

"Sirius, what the hell are you doing?"

Chapter 345 is the oath of joining the team and also the final swan song

Sirius looked at the cane, and without going any further, he put down his arm and said with a smile:

"I know, our Aurors..."

Scrimgeour snapped, "You are not fit to be an Auror!"

Sirius curled his lips and knew that there was something wrong with the rhetoric that Doug was teaching him.

"Of course, I mean that the Aurors work tirelessly for the stability and security of the wizarding world, so Remus, Hogwarts and I will definitely cooperate fully with your operation this time.

However... your actions will definitely have to wait until night, so I hope you can join us in a friendly duel after your busy work."

Scrimgeour interrupted with disdain:

"Sirius, do you want to test the Aurors' strength? Did last year's escape give you confidence?"

The smile on Sirius's face grew wider, and the meaning was self-evident.

"I have proven my ability, and today I want to have a friendly match between the Aurors and the students of Hogwarts.

Especially since there are sixth-year students among them, some of them have Aurors in their career plans. On the one hand, it allows students to experience the elegance of Aurors up close. What do you think?"

Scrimgeour frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with Sirius's suggestion.

Sirius said faintly:

"You don't plan to just sit there and wait all night, do you? Besides, this will also demonstrate the close cooperation between the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts, which will also help to stabilize people's hearts.

Think about it, if the students see the friendly and kind side of the Aurors, they won't be too panicked about this incident.

Of course, I also have my own selfish motives. As the Head of the Academic Affairs Office at Hogwarts, I have a responsibility to consider the future of these children. Once these children have witnessed the power of the Aurors, I will think twice before they embark on a path of crime.

Scrimgeour was speechless. Why don’t you say that you are the Minister of Magic and think more than that minister.

In fact, he was a little moved by what the other party said. If the students could feel the strength of the Aurors in advance, they would not think that they could become an excellent Auror just by learning the little knowledge in school. Maybe to some extent, it could improve the level of the Auror reserve army.

Seeing Scrimgeour's expression, Sirius smiled triumphantly and snapped his fingers without waiting for the other party to speak.

"Don't worry, I'll arrange it right away. I believe this game will leave a deep impression on everyone."

Without waiting for Scrimgeour's reply, he turned around and ran up to the podium.

Scrimgeour glanced at Sirius's back and, without saying anything, made a few gestures towards several seats in the stands.

Then three Aurors came over quickly.

Sirius stood at the podium.

"Everyone, look here, the little warriors of Hogwarts..."

As soon as he spoke, people below began to murmur.

"Why don't you talk about the Gryffindor warriors..."

"I'm a Ravenclaw, but... why are you hitting me?"

"Look up..."

Sirius heard the commotion below and immediately imitated Douglas's way of dealing with disobedient students...

"Are you sure this isn't Professor Holmes in disguise? That's scary...Okay, I'll shut up."

"Well, we have a group of special guests here today-"

Sirius raised his hand and waved at Scrimgeour.

"They are the elite of the Ministry of Magic, the vanguard against the dark arts. Even your Professor Holmes avoids meeting them—Aurors."

The students below looked at Sirius and smiled, then they started to laugh.

Sirius raised an eyebrow, thinking that the bastard's method really worked.

Looking at the whispers and chattering in the audience... Sirius narrowed his eyes and smiled. With Scrimgeour's years of observing bad guys, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Don't be nervous, they're not here to check your nighttime travel records - of course, you've been behaving pretty well recently.

Seriously, Aurors are responsible for protecting the wizarding world. Does anyone remember the Gringotts robbery a few years ago? It was the Aurors... Okay, let's change it. Do you remember the incident at school last time? It was the Aurors... Okay, let's change it..."

Sirius swore to God that he had not done it on purpose this time, but for some reason, all he could think about was the Aurors' failure.

He smiled awkwardly at Scrimgeour, then gestured with his hand to give way.

At this moment, Scrimgeour really wanted to take a bite of the big melon and give it to Sirius.

He walked up the stairs slowly with a cane, each step making a crisp clicking sound, as if showing his majesty and anger.

After walking onto the stage, he glanced at the crystal ball and did not use the amplification spell.

He stood straight like a general, his brown hair slightly messed up by the wind, and his gold-rimmed glasses reflected the light.

Huang's eyes swept across the stage, and he glanced at the students who had quieted down under his aura. He nodded with satisfaction and tapped the ground heavily with his cane.

"Students of Hogwarts."

His voice was like polished flint, rough and sharp.

"I am Rufus Scrimgeour, Head of the Auror Office. I am not here today to listen to Director Black's beautiful welcome speech... well, it wasn't very beautiful. Apparently, he has been imprisoned for more than a decade..."

At this point, Scrimgeour suddenly realized that he really couldn't use this matter to ridicule Sirius, otherwise the Auror would be embarrassed.

"I mean, it's clear that he's so focused on his education... that he doesn't understand what's going on in the wizarding world.

Of course, I'm not here to show off today. After all, everything we do is our duty as Aurors.

Today I want to tell you a fact: the wizarding world never stops functioning just because you learn Transfiguration spells in school, and dark wizards never disappear. "

He was very satisfied with the students' reactions. He glanced at Sirius' fake smile next to him... He had to look at him. He was just as annoying as Doug.

"Most of you only think of Aurors as wizards who catch Dark wizards.

Wrong! We are the blade of the Ministry of Magic, facing the dangers hidden in the shadows. Before the wizarding world is aware of it, we need to eliminate the danger in the cradle.

Aurors don't need to let people know about their exploits, but we always remember the pledge we made when we joined the force."

Having said this, Scrimgeour paused and looked around at his Auror colleagues who were hiding in the stands.

Suddenly, thin but loud and shocking voices rang out in the Quidditch field.

"I swear by Merlin,

I wish to be a watchman in the darkness,

Weaving a line of defense with spells,

Guard the secret with your life,

Never give in to fear,

Never compromise with evil,

Until the last trace of magic is burned out."

Although this oath did not use magic, it was blessed by the spirit of generations of Aurors over the past two hundred years.

When the Aurors read out the words, the sound began to spread throughout Hogwarts.

Only the old Aurors understood that this was not just a declaration of joining the Aurors, but also the Aurors' final performance when facing desperate situations on the battlefield.

Scrimgeour had not anticipated that the final part of the declaration would suddenly take effect.

It was like a prophecy from the Auror seniors, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart...

Chapter 346: In the name of Peeves, there will be no compromise with the great traitor Black!

This voice reached the ears of students who had finished their exams and were preparing for tomorrow's test.

They inexplicably sensed the tragic grandeur of the declaration, and one after another put down the books in their hands, filled with curiosity and shock.

Leaving the common room, leaving the study room, leaving the library (Mrs. Pince angrily asked some students to take their textbooks away and put the library books back in their places), leaving the kitchen (a few little ones were replenishing their energy for the exam)...

They followed the direction of the sound and spontaneously gathered towards the Quidditch field out of curiosity.

Okay, that’s an exaggeration. In fact, only a small number of people found an excuse not to review.

Hermione, Ginny, Harry and others who were originally reviewing and waiting for Ron in the common room were not moved by this.

Hermione grabbed Harry who was just getting up.

"No matter what happens, don't forget that this is Hogwarts, and there are Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Holmes, and Professor McGonagall."

Harry blinked and said:

"Hermione, have you forgotten that we are from the Charon Detective Agency and we are always curious about the abnormalities around us?"

Hermione glanced around and saw the other club members and said:

"I know, but you're the president. Shouldn't the task of gathering information be left to the club members?"

After hearing Hermione's words, several students who were about to go laughed.

"Ah, yes, yes."

"President Potter, please rest assured in our care."

"Make sure to bring back first-hand information."

"For the glory of the Charon Detective Agency..."

"I'm from the Gale Sword Club, and I'm going to support President Longbottom."

"Oh, the president has probably already unsheathed that thirsty sword..."

Harry looked at the crowd with envy.

He knew that Hermione was doing this for his own good. He didn't know what had happened recently, but his good godfather Sirius had been targeting him in every way since he became the Dean of Academic Affairs.

The students now feel sorry for their own situation.

Even some Slytherin students began to sympathize with Harry.

Inside the picture frames on the castle walls, people were also running around asking questions.

Ser Cadogan drew his greatsword.

"Wow, this is what a passionate man should say!"