Harry Potter: Card Drawing System

"I'm going to expand the school!"

Alvin pulled the professors together again at the end of the day's lessons.

"Alvin, the castle at Hogwarts is big enough to meet any teaching need."

Dumbledore frowned slightly and questioned.

Alvin shook his head. "I admit, Hogwarts has indeed enough classrooms and professors today, even more than enough."

"But what about next year, the year after that?"

"Get ready. Starting next school year, there will be more students than you think."

Dumbledore thought for a while, then suddenly his eyes froze, and he asked uncertainly. "You have already started?"

"That's right, as early as next year, at the latest two years later, the world will be the wizarding world." Alvin smiled confidently.

"The functionality of Hogwarts is also going to change a bit."

With one move, the Book of Admittance and the Quill of Acceptance came before him.

The professors looked at both items curiously.

Although when Alvin and Dumbledore fight, these two most mysterious inheritance treasures appear once.

But everyone's thoughts at that time were on eating melons and shock, and they didn't pay too much attention.

"I made some changes to the two to screen out more suitable students."

"In the future, under today's rules, all children of the age will be eligible to be students at Hogwarts."

"In this way, there will be nearly 300,000 new students every year, or even more."

This number startled everyone.

Three hundred thousand, which is several times higher than the total number of wizards in England.

Just stand and fill the castle of Hogwarts.

"Therefore, the students of Hogwarts must be the elite of the elite, a shining star in the wizarding world."

Alvin snapped his fingers, and the Book of Admittance slowly opened. The name was constantly appearing on it, but it disappeared in a short time.

"The Quill of Acceptance will detect all the magic of the little wizard, and the Book of Admittance will determine whether the little wizard is eligible for admission."

The professors did not speak but looked at Dumbledore, and a floating ghost, Rowena Ravenclaw.

It's not that they trust Dumbledore, but the operation is a bit high-end, and they don't understand it.

Let's wait for the big guys to make a statement.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore didn't understand either.

"I understand your feelings, Alvin. But isn't it too much to just hand over the fate of a little wizard to an object?"

He hesitated to word.

"It's so reassuring."

And Rowena floated to the side of the Book of Admittance and looked at it carefully.

These two props are her former creation, and she doesn't know what was changed by Alvin.

But the more she looked, the more surprised she became.

Rowena has seen a lot of the knowledge in it and always feels that she sees it through, but there are some discrepancies.

Especially this last core part.

"Alvin... You added the knowledge of divination?"

Rowena asked with some uncertainty.

"No, to be precise, the Power of Time." Alvin looked at Rowena in surprise.

He didn't expect that Rowena could actually see something.

She is worthy of being the smartest wizard, and his wisdom is unmatched.

"Tell me quickly. There are a lot of things I don't understand." Rowena's eyes were starry, and she urged impatiently.

In desperation, Alvin had to describe the principle roughly.

After his prophetic talent reached level eight, he could already touch the realm of time.

The entry will be occupied through rune resonance after tracing the information back to the little wizard according to the magic power.

The student's talent and likelihood of high future achievement are evaluated comprehensively.

The Book of Admittance will imprint the name if the criteria are met.

"Is it really all right?"

Dumbledore was still a little uneasy and asked with a slight frown.

"Don't worry. My divination skills are very powerful. Otherwise, how did I catch you at that time."

Dumbledore: "..."

Dumbledore's old face turned red, and Professor McGonagall on the side couldn't wait to bury his face in the ground.

This metaphor... It's heart-wrenching!

"Then let's talk about this topic. You can also come to me later if you have any doubts."

Alvin returned the two inheritance treasures to their original positions.

Rowena looked at him amorously and then disappeared.

She hasn't finished researching it yet.

Alvin didn't care about her and met everyone's doubtful eyes and said.

"In the future, Hogwarts will not be the only school of witchcraft and wizardry in Great Britain. As professors, you have a wealth of teaching experience."

"If anyone wills, the Ministry of Magic can sponsor you to build a new magic school."

Several professors looked at each other, and Fleur suddenly said. "Honey, I want to go."

"Eh?" Alvin was stunned. He didn't expect Fleur to be the first to stand up.

"Why did you suddenly think of this? Is there something bad about Hogwarts?"

"Hee-hee." Fleur smiled brightly. "Of course not. With you here, the day is always perfect."

Fleur's enthusiasm is so direct, and she does not shy away from showing affection, which makes several other professors nauseous.

Especially Cedric is silently crying in his heart.

Where is my other half?

Fleur explains why. "Actually, I have always dreamed of becoming the Headmistress of Beauxbatons."

"But now it seems that if I could open a Beauxbatons magic branch in Great Britain, it might be more suitable for me, and Madame Maxime would be proud of me, right?"

Speaking of this, Fleur clasped his hands. "I want to spread the elegance of Beauxbatons on this island!"

Alvin nodded gratifyingly.

For every girl's pursuit, he never opposed but supported it.

"No problem. I believe you can be a good Headmistress."

"If you wish, Beauxbatons in Great Britain will be able to recruit students from next year."