Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Peeves crawled into a suit of armor and controlled it to pound on the breastplate, knocking out several spiders.

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

The sound reached the ears of the teachers who were still accompanying the people from the Wizarding Examination Authority and observing the candidates in the secret room.

Although everyone's reactions were different, they all looked at Douglas.

Douglas looked at everyone and said with an aggrieved look:

"Professors, please don't be prejudiced against me. Not everything is related to me."

Professor McGonagall folded her hands, looking unconvinced.

"That sound is coming from the Quidditch pitch, Sirius... need I continue? Professor Holmes, huh?

But why is there the sound of the Auror's oath being sworn in?"

Snape snorted coldly, a smile flashing across his face.

"At noon today, a potion master sent me a letter saying that he had received news from a reporter from the Daily Prophet that a new type of wolfsbane potion had appeared in Hogwarts, and that a werewolf had announced his identity as a werewolf in Hogwarts.

When asked if I had improved the wolfsbane potion, I replied that I wasn't capable of creating a bunch of potions with strange flavors.

The people from the Wizarding Examinations Authority looked at the Hogwarts professors in shock.

"Werewolf?"

"Improved version of wolfsbane potion?"

Douglas chuckled, put away his aggrieved look and said:

"Don't worry, Headmaster Dumbledore is over there."

He quickly pointed to a picture and said:

"Look, Mr. Weasley's technique is pretty good. Do you want to give him a point?"

Looking at this clumsy performance, everyone's mouths twitched. They really treated us like old people.

But the real business now is indeed the examination candidates, so everyone regained their focus.

Dumbledore, who was walking towards the office while chatting with Fudge, stopped after hearing these declarations.

"Rufus is great!"

Fudge's heart skipped a beat.

What was Rufus going to do? Let him deal with the werewolves. Why did he take the oath at Hogwarts?

What is Albus going to do, is he optimistic about Rufus?

"Albus, I think we should go over there and take a look."

Minister Fudge, who was very sensitive, immediately felt alarmed.

Quidditch pitch.

Lupin sighed in a gentle voice:

"We face the shadows because someone needs the light."

Children may not fully understand this sentence, but he, a former member of the Order of the Phoenix, and his comrades all felt the same way.

Scrimgeour, calming down his excitement, continued:

"Don't be afraid. Fear is the whetstone of your wand. The mitigating potion you brew in Potions class may one day be used to mitigate an Auror under the Cruciatus Curse. The seemingly ordinary blazing flame may one day become your defense against Dark wizards.

Remember, every class you take at Hogwarts is a step towards building a stronger foundation for the fight against dark wizards..."

Sirius couldn't help but reply:

"Maybe it's to become a dark wizard... ahem..."

Having said this, Sirius saw Scrimgeour looking at him and seemed to realize his identity. He coughed lightly and raised his head at a 45-degree angle as if to see if there were any hiding people on the clouds.

"Actually, what I just said is that the Aurors are not here to show off today, right? Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic have always been partners fighting side by side.

So, I discussed it with Director Scrimgeour and decided to let everyone experience the Aurors up close."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his voice.

"In a moment, we will hold a special duel here, Aurors vs. Student Team!"

By this time, quite a few students were approaching the Quidditch pitch.

Hearing Sirius's last words.

"A fight broke out between the Aurors and our classmates?"

"Follow me, everyone from the Gale Sword Club. I'm going to support President Longbottom!"

"Charon's men, draw your wands! Let's go rescue Vice President Weasley!"

"Gryffindor must win!"

"Hogwarts must...must...headmaster!"

The students who rushed over happened to meet Dumbledore and Fudge who were also coming.

Fudge's face darkened.

Because these students' first reaction was to look at Dumbledore, he increasingly felt that Dumbledore had other thoughts.

Chapter 347 Third, the referee is absolutely fair and beautiful!

Just as the students outside were hesitating whether to turn back to the castle immediately,

Another roar of surprise was heard in the Quidditch pitch.

"Merlin's beard... what is this?"

"Fly...fly..."

The students who were about to leave looked at Dumbledore again.

A breeze blew by, making Dumbledore's silver hair a little messy. He smiled and said:

"Curiosity is the spark of the magical world, lighting up the path of exploring the unknown and giving rise to innovations and breakthroughs in spells... Actually, I'm also curious about what exactly happened."

After saying that, he adjusted his half-moon glasses and looked towards the Quidditch pitch.

Minister Fudge adjusted his bowler hat and tried to make a comment to get the students' attention.

But before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by a series of "Thank you, Principal. Goodbye, Principal."

Dumbledore glanced at Fudge, a smile on his face, and said gently:

"Connelly, let's go over and take a look."

And on the podium.

Sirius, who had just finished speaking, put one hand in his pocket, a cynical smile flashed across his face, and then he walked towards the edge of the podium with lazy steps.

Scrimgeour, who had been keeping an eye on Sirius, suddenly felt something was wrong. This guy was going to make trouble again.

This is because he can't stand the Aurors. The Aurors just got in the spotlight, and he can't sit still anymore...

"Sure enough...this bastard..."

When Sirius walked to the edge of the podium, a strange scene happened - he actually raised his foot and stepped on the air.

All the students below stretched their necks, staring at the man who was stepping into the void step by step.

The Aurors around were also watching Sirius's every move carefully.

Only Scrimgeour, who was closest to him, noticed that Sirius paused after each step, as if waiting for the next step to form.

Secondly, the opponent's posture in mid-air seems to be very cool, but he always stands straight, as if the soles of his feet are a single square.

Most importantly, a faint, barely perceptible light appeared on the bottom of the other person's leather shoes...

"Everyone down there, get out of the way!"

Sirius said as he pulled out a miniature octagonal ring.

Looking at the empty space in the middle of the Quidditch pitch, he nodded with satisfaction.

Sirius suddenly threw the octagonal ring into the air, opened his arms and shouted at the top of his voice the Douglas-taught spell to activate the duel ring:

"First, never act impulsively!

Second, never miss any bad thing!

Third, the referee is absolutely fair and beautiful!

The Hogwarts Dean of Students comes to see you!

I will be the referee of this magic duel!"

The ancient octagonal arena exploded into golden light, blooming in the air like fireworks.

The next second, a giant arena landed in the center of the Quidditch field.

The edge of the ring was wrapped with devil vines, quickly wrapping around the edge of the ring.

Scrimgeour's cane nearly pierced the wooden countertop, and his yellow eyes bulged like lightbulbs behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

Then his face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He gripped his wand tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"How many unseen magic items does this guy have? And none of them are made with dark magic... This is really hard to deal with!"

Minister Fudge, who had just entered the scene, looked at everything with his hat tilted in surprise. He suddenly felt that the Ministry of Magic needed to make new laws.

Dumbledore smiled and said to Fudge:

"Connelly, do you feel that the wizarding world is moving in a new direction and is no longer so lifeless?"

Fudge took a deep breath and muttered, "I prefer everything to be stable and nothing to change."

Then he shouted loudly at Sirius in the air and Scrimgeour on the podium:

"Rufus, Sirius, I need an explanation!"

Scrimgeour had noticed Minister Fudge's arrival before, but he didn't expect Dumbledore to accompany him, and the other party still wanted to interrupt the duel directly.

Sirius didn't care. He shrugged his shoulders in mid-air and said to the students below:

"Wait a moment, the impartial judge needs to explain to our minister..."

After hearing that Fudge had also arrived at the scene, the students who had been attending classes in the morning finally realized that things might not be as simple as Director Black said, and the Aurors were definitely not here to compete with the students.

Many students began to look at Scrimgeour on the podium with caution.

Then they gathered around where Lupin was, and Lupin felt amused and touched.

Before he could speak, Ron suddenly said in the crowd:

"Could this duel determine the professor's fate?"

His words suddenly sounded like firecrackers, and the students around him started talking.

The more you talk about it, the more it sounds true.

The more they talked, the more angry they became.

Especially those sixth graders, it was as if Lupin's life and death depended on them...

Sirius said this and stepped directly towards where Fudge was.

Fudge suddenly felt a kind of pressure and visual impact that even Dumbledore had never given him.

A wizard, a notorious wizard before, looked down at him, and walked towards him step by step with an inexplicable momentum, and became bigger and bigger.

Dumbledore, who was standing next to Fudge, was watching Sirius's every move with great interest.

Sirius was also a little embarrassed at this time. When he was about to get close to Fudge, he found that he had miscalculated the distance. If he went any further, he would only be able to step on Fudge's head.

Looking at Fudge's dark face, he didn't look like someone who would give way to him.

If I jump from this height of about two meters, I will look erratic and it will affect my dignity as the director of the Academic Affairs Office.

Then, he had an idea and began to do a spiral downward movement with Fudge as the center.

Fudge's expression was no longer grim, his body was clearly shaking.

What made Fudge most angry was that Dumbledore, who was also treated as a pillar, showed an amused expression.