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Chapter 150

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Being surrounded by a pile of portraits is a wonderful thing, especially when this pile of portraits actually doesn't have much decision-making power.

The atmosphere in the Headmaster's office became serious, and Headmaster Dumbledore, with his long white beard, finally waved his hand.

A floating letter spun rapidly and flew to Sean.

Sean heard the crackling sound of the fireplace mixed with the bubbling sound, followed by Headmaster Dumbledore's kind voice:

"Oh—an important part, let's hear the suggestions from the professors—"

A tense atmosphere spread. Sean remembered that the criteria for the scholarship were set by the Headmaster, and the Headmaster would combine his learning progress and the professors' evaluations to make a comprehensive decision.

Sean guessed that those envelopes were mostly the professors' comments.

He didn't expect the scholarship approval to be so formal, but it seemed normal; this batch of Galleons was not a small amount.

With a "rip" sound, Sean heard a familiar and serious female voice:

"I hereby formally and strongly recommend Mr. Sean Green for this special scholarship with the utmost solemnity...

He is fully deserving of this funding and has the potential to become the pride of Hogwarts.

—Minerva Marcus Marcus Maige.

—Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, Head of Gryffindor House."

Professor Marcus Marcus Maige nodded slightly to Sean, and the bottom of her eyes softened a lot.

"Oh—a very high evaluation, isn't it?"

Sean saw Headmaster Dumbledore blink.

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