As the day of returning to school approached, it was much easier.

Malfoy and Pansy met about three-quarters of the way to the ninth and third-quarters platform.

In the sixth grade, of course, there will be no more parents to pick them up.

Well, except for the Weasleys' weirdness, it's always a big family that puts their kids on the train.

"I really don't want to go to class, and I have to take care of those imps who like to break the school rules. "Step on the train and find the box. Pansy placed her pouch on the long table in front of her, complaining casually.

Malfoy just looked out the window in silence.

This rare moment of tranquility is said to have paid a great price, and the teachers at Hogwarts have spent a lot of effort to encrypt the entire railway and the express train itself, and if it is not for Voldemort himself to crack it, he will basically be confused.

The scenery outside the window is constantly changing, from the idyllic scenery to the winding mountains, from the early morning afternoon, in the blink of an eye.

Towards the finish line, Pansy went to guide the first-year students.

Everything seems to be so normal.

If it weren't for the sadness written on the faces of many students.

The turbulent situation has almost everyone worried.

It is customary for first-year students to go on a boat, while for older students to take a ride in a carriage pulled by Thestrals.

Of course, most people don't know it's Thestrals, thinking it's magic.

When Thestrals stepped over a pair of imposing cast-iron gates, lined with stone pillars with winged boars at the ends, the students realized that they had arrived at the school.

They got out of the carriage pulled by Thestrals, and one after another opened two oak doors, stepped over the stone slabs, and walked into the auditorium, and sat down on the seats of the corresponding college.

There were only a few people sitting at each of the head's desks, and most of the students were still on their way.

Hermione sat alone at the end of the long table.

There is only one of the trio left, which is also a rare situation.

Ron and Harry should still be in the carriage.

Even Malfoy wouldn't know that Hermione didn't spend her summer at home at all, but practiced hard at school for a vacation Animagus.

The ultimate goal, of course, is to spy on him.

If he knew, he would probably have a rather strange expression.

This girl's obsession is indeed beyond his imagination.

In the middle of the auditorium, as usual, many floating candles were decorated, illuminating the plates below.

At the faculty table, they saw a fresh face, a middle-aged man, with a walrus-like beard, a round belly, and a kind smile on his face, looking very kind.

Students gradually took their seats until they were almost full, but there were still some empty seats for first-year students.

Then came the sorting ceremony, and the tattered hat made up a new song, and the respective prefects led the new students to the table.

The last item before the start of dinner began.

"First of all, Quidditch is still going to be suspended. What Professor McGonagall didn't reveal was that this was Dumbledore's will.

"In addition, the Quidditch pitch near the Forbidden Forest is also set as a forbidden place, and it is strictly forbidden to enter, otherwise it will be dealt with according to the school rules, especially for junior students and new students, which is an absolute forbidden place. "The aura of evil is getting stronger and stronger, almost enveloping the Quidditch pitch, and it is not suitable for both junior and senior students to enter.

The audience heard Suosuo's whispering voice and was a little disappointed.

“…… Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that this year students are absolutely forbidden to bring any joke merchandise purchased from the Weasley Magic Joke Shop. Professor McGonagall said solemnly.

"Except for self-defense equipment. Then she added.

In the past, the Weasley brothers who were present would have made grimaces or something else.

But now, they've all graduated, and they're no longer in Hogwarts.

Gryffindor students are feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Meanwhile, this year we are delighted to welcome a new teacher, Professor Slughorn, who welcomes any Year 6 student who achieves good grades in the Enhancement class. ”

At the end of the faculty seat, Slughorn stood, his bare head glistening in the candlelight, his big belly in his waistcoat casting a large shadow on the table.

"It's a former colleague of mine who agreed to return to his old job as a Potions teacher. ”

"It was also an invitation from Professor Dumbledore when he was alive. ”

"Potions lessons?"

"Potions lessons?"

"Did I hear me wrong?"

The word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they had misheard.

"What about Snape?" came a whisper from below.

"Expelled from the fire? That's a good celebration. Ron said optimistically.

As if to answer their questions, Professor McGonagall quickly explained:

"Professor Snape will be the teacher of Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Obviously, they didn't get what they wanted, and Professor McGonagall gave a surprising answer.

Her words were like a bomb dropped into a shallow pond.

"Oh my God, he's coming to teach?" is the reaction of most students, and the first-year student has no impression of him, but it doesn't seem to be a good thing to follow the crowd.

Snape slowly stood up, still dressed in a black robe, with his greasy black hair, and bowed to everyone with a blank face.

"Why is this happening?

"Your Professor Moody had an accident during the werewolf confrontation, and that wooden leg was bitten and needed to be replaced with a new one, and he is still recuperating. ”

"You can see him in the school hospital. ”

"What does the school hospital mean?" was another round of discussion.

"Isn't the best hospital at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Illnesses?"

"The situation was turbulent, and St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry reached an agreement with Hogwarts that all patients were temporarily transferred to Hogwarts. ”

"The school hospital has been expanded, and you can see it tomorrow if you have a chance. ”

"In addition, it is forbidden to feign illness. Professor McGonagall made a point of emphasizing that her eagle-like gaze swept over the many boys to get vaccinated for the future.

They wondered why Professor McGonagall was so emphasizing this.

Many boys understood the meaning of this sentence the next day.

"Alright, that's about it, you guys are probably hungry too, so let's start eating. ”

Food began to pop up on their plates on their own, and many of the freshmen were stunned, wondering what kind of magic it was, but appetite quickly took over, and there weren't as many options as they had at home.

The new semester at Hogwarts has officially begun.

After the dinner, the prefect first showed their first-year students to their dormitories and gave the password. And then after emphasizing some precautions again, even if today's work is officially completed,

In the Gryffindor common room, the trio gathered around a wooden table, and Hermione was constantly being asked by the two of them.

"Where have you been on this holiday, the letters we have written to you have been returned by the owl. ”

Hermione, of course, wouldn't tell the truth.

"It's nothing, stay at home all day and read a book, maybe your address is wrong. Hermione perfunctorily said that she certainly couldn't tell them the truth, and that she had been at school all the holidays.

"By the way, we can still go to Potions class. When it comes to grades, Ron is excited, and he seems to be quite looking forward to changing teachers.

His luck is good, the results are all the good results that should be obtained, and the prefect does not have to be removed, I have to say that the time is good.

Harry, as for him, nodded along with him.

In addition to divination, his achievements can also be regarded as eye-catching.

A few people chatted with each other.

Their sixth-grade career began slowly.