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Over the next half hour, the setting on the table changed twice, from a meal to a dessert, and from dessert to a polished plate. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info however, Hermione sat motionless and never ate anything again.

"Why don't you eat some? It's not good to be hungry, you haven't eaten for almost a day. ”

Qiming took out a piece of cake that he was going to use as a supper from his arms and handed it to the girl and said, everyone started to eat some snacks on the train, except for some small snacks on the train, it was not this big meal in the evening. Hermione, on the other hand, hadn't eaten at all, that is, she hadn't eaten much all day since she had breakfast at the Burrow.

Looking at the cake in Qiming's hand, the girl's face appeared for a second, she was indeed hungry, but immediately, the expression on her face became disgusted, as if Qiming was not holding a piece of cake in his hand, but something dirty.

Qiming shook his head helplessly, put the cake back into the space bag, and at this moment, on the faculty seat, Dumbledore stood up. Suddenly, all the sound of speech in the auditorium stopped.

"That's it!"

Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile and said,

"Now we're all well fed and drunk,"

"Phew!"

Hermione chirped.

"First of all, I am glad to report that we have welcomed a special new student, Mr. Qiming, who will spend the next academic year with us. ”

There was no applause, no cheers, there was an awkward cold scene in the auditorium, although the "Prophet Daily" reported on Qiming, but it seems that Qiming is not famous among the students, everyone just knows that there is a person named Qiming, and Qiming has not been sorted before at all, except for Harry and Hermione, they did not know that Qiming was assigned to Gryffindor, and everyone thought that Qiming was sitting at the Gryffindor table was a complete coincidence. At the same time, after a long day of traveling, the only thing on everyone's mind now is to hurry back to the lounge of their respective colleges and get a good night's sleep.

However, Dumbledore's next words raised everyone's spirits:

"Mr. Qiming is a student specially assigned by the Chinese wizarding community to go to the United Kingdom for exchange study,"

"What?!"

Qi Mingteng stood up directly from his seat, his face full of shock, and he didn't even hear Dumbledore's next words.

In an instant, he had already opened the gene lock directly to the third order, and after entering this world, because the power in his body was sealed, Qiming had never opened the gene lock to the high level.

Because there is no replenishment of energy in the body, opening the gene lock itself will cause a certain amount of damage to the body, which was completely negligible in the heyday of Qiming, but now he has to be cautious.

In terms of simulation targets, Qiming didn't have as many scruples as Zheng Zha, so he directly simulated Chu Xuan's thinking with a third-order lock, and within a second, his whole person's temperament changed greatly, his eyes became indifferent, and the whole person revealed an indifferent temperament from the inside out.

At the same time, in this second, more than two hundred possibilities flashed through his mind one after another, but after analysis and screening, only a few were truly possible.

"Is it the identity that the Lord God has arranged for me, or is it ......?"

While Qiming was thinking, there was a lot of discussion in the entire auditorium, and the other young wizards in the auditorium were more curious about Qiming's behavior than Qiming's shock at what Dumbledore said.

"He's the Enlightenment!"

"So handsome!"

"What's wrong with him? Why did he stand up?"

"Maybe he didn't eat enough? I just saw that he ate at least thirty servings of food, he looked like a monster, and the Eastern wizards ate as much as he did?"

Because Qiming kept standing, more and more young wizards began to talk, and the hall gradually resounded with a buzzing sound, and the sound became louder and louder, and the auditorium began to become noisy.

Dumbledore stood there, he seemed to find the situation amusing, and did not stop it at all, but let the students discuss it, just looking at Enlightenment with interest through his azure glasses.

Finally, Professor McGonagall looked down on him, and she glanced at Dumbledore reproachfully, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes, as if she wanted to get some answers from the latter, because what Dumbledore had just said about Enlightenment was completely different from what she had heard in the Headmaster's office.

But Dumbledore didn't look at her at all, so Professor McGonagall had to look at Qiming and said loudly:

"Mr. Qiming, Mr. Qiming, please sit down first, the banquet is not over yet, the principal still has something to say, Mr. Qiming?"

Professor McGonagall called several times in a row before Qiming came back to his senses, and at this time, he had already maintained the third-order genetic lock, simulating Chu Xuan's thinking, and looked at Professor McGonagall.

For a moment, McGonagall felt as if she was in icy water, a chill enveloping her in the bone.

However, this feeling only lasted for a moment, and Qiming's eyes returned to peace, as if nothing had happened just now.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so excited. ”

Qiming said apologetically, he suppressed a lot of doubts in his heart and sat back in his seat.

Professor McGonagall stood there, gave him a deep look, and then began to maintain order, and soon the auditorium was quiet again, with Professor McGonagall in the background.

Dumbledore then continued,

"Due to special reasons, Mr. Qiming has not been sorted and has been assigned to Gryffindor in advance!"

This time, there was silence for a second, and then the applause and cheers finally rang out, and the entire Gryffindor students applauded and cheered for Enlightenment to join.

When everyone was quiet, Dumbledore said,

"The second thing I would like to announce is that I regret to inform you that there will be no Quidditch House Cup this year. ”

"What?"

Harry exclaimed in surprise, he wasn't the only one who reacted like him, Gryffindor alone, and more than a third of the students here looked at Dumbledore in shock, surprised at why their headmaster had made such a decision.

Dumbledore's eyes lit up with a smile that he could tell he meant to say this, as if to add to the drama of what was to be announced next.

Sure enough, I saw him smile and look at the shocked students below, and said:

"That's because there's a big event that's going to start in October this year and will continue throughout the school year and will take up a lot of time and experience for the teachers – and I'm sure you'll all have a lot of fun with it. I'm so pleased to announce that this year at Hogwarts—"

The surprise that Dumbledore was trying to create was not destined to come, and before he could finish his sentence, the door to the Great Hall slammed open.

A man appeared in the doorway, on a long cane and wrapped in a black traveling cloak. Everyone in the auditorium turned their heads to look at the man who had suddenly appeared.