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Chapter 109 Graduates’ Allegiance Ceremony!

"Sir, my family has arranged a job for me at the Memory Cancellation Command under the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters!"

"Lord Carl, I am on the Dangerous Creatures Committee of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures!"

"I'm in the Magical Trading Standards Association, a subsidiary of the International Department of Magical Cooperation!"

Twelve people told each other about the jobs they were about to get.

All of them worked in the Ministry of Magic as soon as they graduated.

This is also a manifestation of the serious solidification of classes in the magical world. Although the strength of pure-blood families is constantly declining, the relationship network and community of interests established by generations of mutual marriages are far beyond what Muggles or mixed-blood wizards can match.

Don't say anything else.

This job alone is out of reach for many civilian graduates.

It's the same time for graduation, and the top students in Ravenclaw can do better. The little lions of Gryffindor, especially the little lions of Hufflepuff, most students face the embarrassing situation of being unemployed after graduation.

I can't find the job I want in the wizarding world, but I want to return to the Muggle world. Muggles don't recognize Hogwarts diplomas. What kind of job can I find with a primary school diploma?

This can also be seen in the envious eyes of the seventh graders at the other three tables.

"Yes, congratulations to all the seniors." Karl thought they were just saying goodbye to him, so he just nodded lightly.

To be honest, the less Karl feels about this kind of limelight, the better.

After all, it's not like Old Dengtou can't hold the wand.

As a result, just as he was about to sit down, Mike Rohr suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of Karl, and the remaining eleven people also followed suit.

The movement here immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"What are they doing?"

"Are the evil Slytherins preparing to crown their king in the Great Hall?"

"My lord, Merlin, is the third generation of the Dark Lord about to be born?"

"Stop making trouble. They are graduates who have already taken their graduation exams and are about to go to work at the Ministry of Magic. Who cares about a first-year wizard?"

There was a deep discussion in the hall immediately, and everyone was watching this scene.

"Sir, what we mean is that even if we serve in the Ministry of Magic, our loyalty to Lord Carl will not change in any way!" Under the gaze of everyone, Mike Rohr said loudly.

After saying that, before Karl came back to his senses, he took two steps forward and knelt down on the ground to kiss Karl's shoes.

The eleven people behind him also expressed their loyalty one by one and followed suit.

……

In the corridor outside the auditorium

"Dumbledore, you can't believe it. I saw Carl start smoking today!" Professor McGonagall walked beside Dumbledore with a stern expression.

"Minerva, this may just be a misunderstanding..." Dumbledore's face was full of tiredness. In the past hour, Professor McGonagall repeated this sentence at least 30 times.

smokes?

Is this a thing?

People's bottom line fluctuates with the continuous development of events.

Now Dumbledore's bottom line vs. Carl...

how to say?

As long as you leave the load-bearing walls behind when demolishing Hogwarts Castle to make reconstruction easier, Dumbledore feels like he can forgive Carl.

But if even the load-bearing walls are demolished and nothing is left...

Then grit your teeth and try to forgive!

Otherwise, what else can we do?

"Misunderstanding? You didn't see how skillful the child's movements are. You can't let him develop like this anymore. I put the child in Hogwarts out of my trust in you as the principal, but what about you?" Professor McGonagall Upon hearing this, his expression became even more severe.

Now her identity is no longer the headmaster of Hogwarts, but a parent who sends her children to school.

"If you are still so indulgent towards Carl next school year, I will consider letting him transfer to Beauxbatons in France!"

"Merlin, is it true?" Upon hearing this, Old Deng's eyes lit up subconsciously. He felt that the greatest luck in his life had suddenly arrived, and then he came to his senses under the stern gaze of Professor McGonagall. .

"Oh, no, I mean... I mean, Minerva, don't worry, I will definitely discipline Carl severely next school year!"

"But there is no school rule that does not allow students to smoke." Dumbledore muttered.

I still couldn't help but think about Professor McGonagall's suggestion just now.

If Carl transfers to another school, then...

As he thought about it, Old Dengtou quietly covered his heart.

No, I'm getting older and daydreaming is not a good habit.

"Listen, Albus, I'm very serious and can't indulge him like this anymore." Professor McGonagall glared.

"I still firmly believe that Carl is a good boy. You are always afraid that he will follow the same path as those two people, but Tom doesn't know how to smoke..."

"He just forces his subordinates to kiss his boots."

"I don't believe that Karl would do such a thing, after all, he..."

Dumbledore shrugged, and after speaking, he followed Professor McGonagall into the auditorium hall. As soon as he entered the door, he saw twelve Slytherin graduates including Michael Rowe lining up to kiss Carl's boots.

The second half of the sentence that was not finished was swallowed back by Dumbledore in an instant.

Karl, who happened to hear the noise at this time, also raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the auditorium hall.

Four eyes facing each other...

Dumbledore:? ? ? ?My face hurts!

Carl: Damn it, do you believe me when I say this was not my intention?

Then a murderous aura came from behind Dumbledore.

"Okay, I've said it many times, I'm just an ordinary first-year wizard, and I have no interest in any of your organizations!" Feeling the murderous intent of his adoptive mother, Carl quickly took a step back and made a clear distinction with Mike and the others. limit.

Then before the twelve people could react, they looked at Mag with a flattering expression on their faces: "Mom, I was just looking for you, about..."

"Carl McGonagall!" He was interrupted mid-sentence by Professor McGonagall.

Her face was now as black as the bottom of a pot.

If he hadn't been in the auditorium, maybe Karl's butt would have bloomed by now.

"Okay..." He secretly said something bad, and Carl had no choice but to follow Professor McGonagall out of the auditorium.

Although Professor McGonagall was always very strict with Carl, the deep love contained in his distance was something Carl could feel all the time.

For minors, this kind of harsh discipline can make people mentally unbalanced.

But Karl, who is in his 40s at heart, knows that the greatest happiness in the world is not how much money you have.

But when your parents are gray-haired, they are still healthy and can still discipline you in good spirits!