Chapter 151

The portraits nearby also discussed and echoed in low voices. Headmaster Everard, with a circle of white beard, stroked his beard and nodded slightly, his bright eyes under the black brim.

"—Give it to him."

At this time, the second envelope was opened, and a cold voice came out.

The entire Headmaster's office fell into a moment of silence.

So the third envelope opened naturally:

"Yes, I hereby strongly recommend Mr. Sean Green for this extra scholarship as Head of Hufflepuff House and Professor of Herbology.

In those unknown, dark, and cramped days, dear Mr. Green tenaciously found a way out of life. When he is growing sturdily, why can't we sprinkle some more sunshine?

Sincerely,

Pomona Sprout."

In the greenhouse,

Professor Sprout subconsciously looked toward the castle, she waved her wand with a smile, and the greenhouse suddenly rained lightly, moisturizing the roots of the magical plants. Professor Sprout knew that next year, they would grow better.

"Hmm... very good..."

Professor Dumbledore crossed his fingers, and the evaluations of several professors sounded one after another.

Without exception, the professors were very optimistic about this little Ravenclaw. The chattering portraits were silent for a moment, then looked at Sean in surprise, until—

"Mr., Mr., Mr. Green, o-o-of course..."

A stuttering voice made Headmaster Dilys Derwent frown. Sensitive to Dark Magic, she had long vaguely sensed that this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to be... unusual.

The moment Professor Qiluo's voice sounded, Sean was slightly nervous. Although his Defense Against the Dark Arts notes had always been rated as excellent, Professor Qiluo's thoughts, I'm afraid even he himself couldn't tell.

"I, I recommend Mr. Green, h-h-he is very excellent in the content of Defense Against the Dark Arts, h-h-his talent should, should get attention... He needs this scholarship, needs to be seen, e-e-even if just once, so I recommend him to g-g-get..."

When this stuttering voice sounded, Sean felt like a drum being beaten violently,

Because he knew that the person who wrote this letter was still Quirinus Qiluo, a cowardly but smart and talented Ravenclaw, not the twisted Voldemort.

In fact, Professor Marcus Marcus Maige said that the recommendations of three professors were enough.

Sean once thought that Professor Qiluo would not even participate, but the fact was that this professor sent this letter, which was almost incredible.

Far away in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, the funny and timid-looking Professor Qiluo had a set of perfect Defense Against the Dark Arts notes at hand.

His head rarely didn't hurt, and his hollow gaze seemed to have a moment of solidity—a talented Ravenclaw in trouble needed help, and the courage that came from nowhere prompted him to write the letter:

"W-w-what if, i-i-it's just missing me..."

"Useless thinking... my stupid servant! Full of absurd ideas about good and evil..."

A dark, cramped voice sounded in Qiluo's mind, and Professor Qiluo covered his head in pain.

"There is no good or evil in this world, only power! And the delusions of those who are powerless to obtain power... You'd better remember—this point! Next time, do such stupid things again..."

Professor Qiluo seemed very afraid of this voice, he trembled, his face twisted, but he didn't even dare to scream.

"A wrong choice once is enough to cause a permanent tragedy..."

Professor Dumbledore's gaze was long and unfocused, his voice was heard by no one, only the sound of the wind accompanied the bubbling of the kettle.

The previously chattering portraits were already stunned on the side, because so far, all seven professors had given very high evaluations, and the portraits' scrutinizing gazes gradually became tolerant and gradually eager:

"It's incredible!"

A portrait exclaimed in a low voice.

As Headmaster Dumbledore tapped the silverware, Professor Marcus Marcus Maige said loudly:

"Please be quiet—"

So Headmaster Dumbledore stood up naturally:

"In view of the achievements and character shown by Mr. Sean Green in magical learning, I announce—"

Headmaster Dumbledore waved his wand, and a delicately packaged bag, with no wrinkles on the bag body, stiff and soft, floated to Sean,

"Mr. Sean Green, you have won this scholarship."

The portraits burst into warm applause, and even Headmaster Dumbledore clapped gently.

Sir Cadogan, who was eavesdropping behind the door of the Headmaster's office, screamed instantly, and even picked up Lady Violet.

Inside the Headmaster's office.

Sean caught the bag, and he knew that the gentle, hardworking, exciting, tiring, and urgent Hogwarts time had come to a successful conclusion at this moment.

This would not be the end, but the beginning of another story...

"When you stand on the threshold of the best stage of your life, you will suddenly be attracted by unknown things. Child, the real danger is not walking into the unknown, but refusing this call."

Headmaster Dumbledore smiled kindly, he reached out slightly, signaling Sean to open the bag,

Just as Sean opened it honestly, he was stunned.