"Oh hehe, what a magical hat. Umbridge sighed contrivedly and let out a series of pompous laughs that were creepy.

"I remember that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang don't seem to have a tradition of separate houses? Shouldn't we learn from them? Maybe it will make them more united, more cohesive?"

"As far as I know, there seems to be a deep conflict in the various houses of Hogwarts, could it be the Sorting House?" Umbridge said in a hoarse, disgusting voice.

"The branch does not disunite everyone, it is just based on the personality of the students, and it is easy to manage. ”

Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared beside Dumbledore, frowning, and said to Umbridge in a serious tone.

She had a bad impression of the ugly woman, not to mention the slanderous claims she had just made about Hogwarts.

Umbridge was noncommittal.

She has now begun to point fingers beyond the norm, flexing her power.

"Actually... In North America, there is also a magic school, called Ifamoni, they are also divided into four colleges, namely the Thunderbird, the Cat and Leopard, the Goblin, and the Water Snake, all of which have their own characteristics, we are very similar, this is not unique to our family, and they are also developing quite well. Dumbledore helped himself with his half-moon lenses, and then said slowly.

"That's what our four founders of Hogwarts intended, to blend together, perhaps in a way they don't want to see, to be able to retain their own identity. ”

"Teaching students according to their aptitude is the key to education. Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"Sounds reasonable. Umbridge nodded reluctantly, but after being refuted, the toad's face was uneasy.

Most of the old and new students in the audience did not notice that there was an ugly woman on the guest of honor, but looked intently at the food in front of them.

Dinner time begins, and all sorts of delicacies fall from the sky and appear on plates, and the new students widen their eyes, and every time a new student enrolls in, they will have such a novel experience.

"Beef pies, leg of lamb, toast, beef kidneys pie, Yorkshire pudding, beans, pan-fried bacon, sausages, scrambled eggs......" Hermione pulled out a small notebook in front of Gryffindor's long table, and began to record it as she counted it, "They must have worked hard to prepare these ingredients." ”

In the red cowhide notebook, the first line of the first page reads: "Investigation on the recipes of house-elves." ”

Based on how easy it is to make the food, extrapolate how long they work.

"You still care about those slaves?" Ron rolled his eyes as he glanced over at Hermione for what she was writing.

"They are not slaves, they have the right to freedom!" Hermione said with a frown.

"Yes, yes, I don't see them thinking about fighting for freedom, they deserve to die as slaves. Ron shook his head disdainfully. Then scoop a spoonful of beans from the plate with a spoon and place it in a bowl.

Hermione's face flushed, and her body trembled with rage.

Harry was caught in the middle, and he wisely chose silence now, quietly picking the fish bones from his plate and tossing them out of the table.

Grilled fish also seems to taste pretty good today?

He thought so.

At this time, Nick, who was almost headless, dragged his transparent body back and forth on the ceiling, and the senior students were used to this, and the freshmen looked at the ghost in shock, showing frightened expressions from time to time.

No one likes to dine with ghosts.

After a while, when the students had eaten and drunk enough, and the sound of the Great Hall grew noisy, Dumbledore stood up again, and with a wave of his hand, the flames in the iron plate hanging on the wall were shining brightly, and for a moment he was about to start announcing something important.

The dinner is over, and the food is gone from the plate.

Dumbledore's expression was a little serious.

"In the new semester, there are some things that must be notified to everyone in advance, and now is a very urgent time, and it is even more necessary to follow the rules. Dumbledore spoke.

Then there are the old talking spots, such as forbidden forests and forbidden places, and the new list of prohibited items.

As long as the Weasley brothers stayed at the school for a day, Filch's little notebook would have an endless number of records of prohibited items, and they would have a steady stream of genius prank ideas.

At this point, the twins invariably grimaced at Filch, the janitor who was standing aside, and the janitor glared back at them.

They can also invent a lot of new things this semester.

"Then there are personnel changes. Dumbledore paused.

"Mr. Alastor Moody will be the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, well, this time it's true. Dumbledore deliberately made a joke that wasn't very funny.

Mad-Eye Moody dragged the lame leg to his feet and nodded, but he didn't look so happy, and the magic eye scanned the surrounding students, and the laughing students were immediately silenced.

There was some sparse applause from the audience.

Snape's sallow face was ugly, and the defence-the-dark arts teaching position he longed for was once again sidelined.

"And finally, I will be temporarily entrusted by the Ministry of Magic to no longer manage Hogwarts and step down as Headmaster. ”

The audience was in an uproar, most of them were in disbelief by the news from both students and teachers.

Snape had always had the same dead face, but he didn't show too much surprise.

Perhaps Dumbledore had told him the news.

On the contrary, it was Professor McGonagall, the old lady who looked at the scene in shock, and as the vice principal, she had just learned the news.

"These are the decisions of the school board, and I accept them. Dumbledore's deep voice echoed through the Great Hall

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore is very big-pictured. Umbridge clapped his hands and complimented. "The Ministry of Magic will soon send a new Acting Headmaster to take over Hogwarts-related matters. ”

"By the way, let me introduce myself, I'm the new Minister of Magic, Dolores Umbridge. ”

She tried to show her kindness.

It's just that Harry always thinks that she is smiling maliciously, and the wrinkles on her face are annoying, which is what many of the students in the room think.

She laughed disgustingly. Ron said disgustedly.

"Judging people by their appearance is not the right thing to do. Hermione said solemnly.

But she did laugh disgustingly. She added, "I agree with you. ”

Sometimes you don't need a reason to hate someone.

On the first day of school, I got not very good news, which was really unpleasant.