Hogwarts magic is justice

Chapter 66 A Clear Path to Growth

They said they came to take a look, but they really just came to take a look and couldn't do anything useful.

Once Animagus transforms, they lose all trace of magic. The Revealing Charm is useless, and physical tracking can only follow them to the beach. Once they enter the ocean, they can't find a thing.

To put it bluntly, this was a mistake by the Ministry of Magic, and has little to do with Hogwarts. Even if two-thirds of the prisoners here are from Hogwarts, so what? They committed their crimes after graduation, not while they were still in school…

"Mr. Owen, please come back with us for questioning."

Once outside Azkaban, the two cowardly officials suddenly trembled and fixed their gazes on Owen: "Please confess why you can control the Dementors."

Owen didn't even bother to make an expression, and Dumbledore remained completely silent. They returned to the Ministry of Magic, where Owen sat in the interrogation room, while Dumbledore was taken to the Minister's office.

"Name."

"Irving Carrott."

"age."

Thirteen years old.

"What did you do wrong?"

"I don't know either."

"Be honest, would you be sitting here if you hadn't done something wrong?"

Owen laughed in exasperation: "When I was eight years old, before I even knew what a wizard was, I came here and was locked in this room. Nobody told me what I had done wrong. It was only afterward that Headmaster Dumbledore told me that I had just had a magical outburst."

Last semester, I also came to the Ministry of Magic, but not here; I was on the public trial bench because some dark wizards who had poached in the Forbidden Forest accused me of using an Unforgivable Charm on them because I was silent and wandless.

This time, it was Principal Dumbledore and I who went to Azkaban to check on the escaped prisoners and try to find clues…”

At this point, Irving looked at the two men in charge of the interrogation and said, "Gentlemen, tell me, what have I done wrong?"

Honestly, what Owen misses most right now isn't Dumbledore, but Voldemort. If Voldemort suddenly appeared at the Ministry of Magic right now, shouting "Let's eat a big melon!", he might secretly lend a hand and let the entire Ministry of Magic be enveloped in green light.

No wonder the prisoners in Azkaban are all so crazy. Putting aside others, even a young wizard like myself, who is usually quite emotionally stable, almost broke down because of the Ministry of Magic's actions. Everyone else must have gone crazy.

The first time, it was unintentional; the second time, it wasn't because he was wrongly accused; but this third time, he came to help, yet the fugitive was nowhere to be found. He, the one who was helping, had become the subject of interrogation. And yet, they still expected him to help?

Putting everything else aside, if I were to actually encounter that prisoner named Sirius, I would at least give him a bag of Galleons so he could have some good food, hot drinks, and clean clothes...

The other person was stumped by Irving's question, then quickly flipped through the records. Upon reaching the end, they suddenly shuddered: "You can control Dementors?"

"Sir, watch your words. I can't control Dementors; they just want to obey me. In the words of Headmaster Dumbledore, the professors at Hogwarts, and Mr. Newt Scamander, I have a little bit of a talent for getting close to magical creatures."

Owen was actually quite surprised that a creature like a Dementor would be so obedient. He figured it must be related to the Patronus Charm he had been maintaining.

Because they are not being affectionate towards me, but rather... out of fear.

Moreover, when he arrived on the island, Owen had already planned that if any Dementors dared to attack him, he would immediately summon Little White.

The interrogation room fell silent. Owen sat there with his eyes closed, actually practicing the Golden Light Spell. The two people opposite him were flipping through various documents, becoming more and more alarmed. The little wizard in front of them was not a Hogwarts student, but a teaching assistant!

That's right. Up to now, no one has doubted that Owen is not a student of Hogwarts, because he was brought to Hogwarts by Dumbledore a long time ago and attended classes with the regular students.

However, the situation is a little different when it comes to the issue of hand movements.

First of all, Owen never received... that letter of acceptance written by Professor McGonagall and bearing the Hogwarts crest.

Previously, it was because I was too young, but later I had gotten used to his presence, so I wasn't prepared.

Also, Irving did not take any final exams, so he has no academic record.

The students at Hogwarts all know that Owen is supposed to be proctoring the final exams in place of Professor Binns, the History of Magic professor, but no one else knows that!

Therefore, the Ministry of Magic couldn't find any proof that Owen was a student. On the contrary, his teaching assistant status, which Dumbledore added to deal with audits by the Board of Governors, was the one that could be found out...

If someone who isn't sensitive enough reads this file, they'll immediately know that this little wizard is definitely one of their own, because his existence is so special and he's favored by Dumbledore.

However, if a smarter and more perceptive person reads it, they will find that this young wizard's growth path is particularly clear: starting as a teaching assistant, staying at the school when he reaches the required age, then becoming a professor of a certain subject, and in a few years, becoming the dean of a certain house, and finally sitting in the principal's office.

A smarter person could even calculate the timeline of this career path: a professor at 18, a dean at 20, and a principal at 30!

At the same age, while others were still in school, Irving was already a teaching assistant. They both had seven years of teaching experience, but while others gained academic qualifications, Irving gained seniority. Is seven years as a teaching assistant enough to become a professor?

There's also the Head of the Sorting House. You see, Ms. McGonagall, the Head of the Sorting House in Gryffindor, is also the Vice Headmaster. When Owen had two more years of professorship and took over the position of Head of the Sorting House in Gryffindor, no one could say anything. And Ms. McGonagall could focus entirely on her role as Vice Headmaster.

A 30-year-old principal sounds young, right? But when that time comes, look back at Irving's qualifications: seven years as a teaching assistant, two years as a professor, and ten years as a dean!

Putting everything else aside, just considering his nearly twenty years of experience, is he qualified to be a principal?

Twenty years of teaching—how many wizards must one have befriended, how many families must one have connected with, and how deep must one's network of connections be?

Having figured all this out, can this inquiry still proceed?

So when Dumbledore returned, he saw the young wizard reclining on the sofa, a Butterbeer in his left hand and a Bee Duke pastry in his right, practically needing two witches to massage his shoulders and legs. The old wizard chuckled, "Owen, it seems you're having a great time here!"