"Professor McGonagall, you're just in ......"

Dumbledore paused halfway through his words, and looked suspiciously at Long Zhang, who had come in behind Professor McGonagall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The four Snape stopped talking, and their eyes fell on Zhang Long, wondering why Professor McGonagall had brought in an Oriental boy.

When the five Dumbledores looked at Zhang Long, Zhang Long also looked at them.

Tall and thin, Dunley was a wizard with a prominent temperament, wearing a sumptuous dark green robe embroidered with many stars and moons.

He had long, flowing silver-white hair and a beard, the beard was really long, all up to the waist.

The face is full of wrinkles, the long hooked nose is conspicuous, and a pair of half-moon glasses are hung on it, and behind the glasses are a pair of sharp and bright blue eyes, which are extremely penetrating.

Snape's hooked nose was really large, unkempt, and his greasy hair was strand by strand.

Always wearing a black robe, with sallow skin and deep eyes, like two dark tunnels, although his appearance is not good, Zhang Long found that his aura is really strong, not inferior to Dumbledore.

Snape, whose entire body was covered in a black robe, was like a black well, dark and unpredictable.

Professor Flitwick was a dwarf, he was really small, and he was sitting in a chair, and he was standing directly at the conference table.

Zhang Long was not very impressed with him, and the only thing he remembered was that his most proud protégé was Hermione.

As for Professor Sprout, he was a short, gray-haired witch with a thick hat full of patches, and always had the smell of earth on her body because she liked to spend time in the greenhouse and tending with flowers and plants.

"Professor McGonagall, who is this gentleman?"

Dumbledore asked.

Without waiting for Professor McGonagall to answer, Zhang Long stepped forward, clasped his fists and saluted, "Professor Dumbledore, hello, my name is Zhang Long, and I am the junior brother of Zhao Dashan, the principal of the Great China Martial Arts School, and I am here to teach in your school instead of him. ”

"Zhang, Zhang Long? Why does this name sound familiar? ”

Dumbledore muttered.

Professor Flitwick suddenly shouted: "Headmaster, it seems that the Zhang Long that Matt said just now seems to be him, a hero from the East, and he killed those werewolves, and it was he who saved the three Harry, as well as a train of new students." ”

"Mr. Zhang Long saved Harry, and the werewolves? Flitwick, what the hell is going on? ”

Professor McGonagall wondered.

"That's right, Professor McGonagall......"

Flitwick stood at the conference table and repeated Matt's account of the attack on the train.

"What, Voldemort is resurrected?!"

Professor McGonagall was surprised.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall."

Dumbledore said.

"Damn it, damn Voldemort."

Professor McGonagall cursed, remembering something, looked at Dumbledore and asked, "So what do we do now, is the Winter Freshman Sorting Ceremony going to continue?" ”

Hearing this, Dumbledore's brows furrowed, and then he stretched out his brows, and said: "The Winter Freshman Sorting Ceremony must continue, if it is terminated, I am afraid that it will arouse suspicion among the students, as for the news of Voldemort's resurrection, it will be sealed for the time being, and everyone is not allowed to reveal it." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Snape and said, "Professor Snape, you have ordered to strengthen the security around Hogwarts from now on in the name of the Winter Castle Attack and Defense Drills. ”

"Okay, Headmaster."

Snape answered and left the room.

Within three minutes, Snape was back in the conference room, "Headmaster, everything is in order. ”

Dumbledore nodded, took out his pocket watch, looked at the time, glanced around at everyone, and said, "Let's go, the sorting ceremony is about to begin, by the way, Mr. Zhang Long, you can come along." ”

"Mr. Headmaster, allow me to change my clothes first."

Zhao Dashan was newly married and went on his honeymoon, and within this month, Zhang Long was the acting head of the Hogwarts Martial Arts Department, and he naturally had to participate in the Winter Freshman Sorting Ceremony.

There was a changing room next to the conference room, and Zhang Long entered the changing room and took out the black silver dragon pattern samurai uniform from the package.

Taking off the school uniform on his body, Zhang Long put on a samurai uniform, a hat, a belt, and a black dragon pattern inlaid with silver.

After getting dressed neatly, Zhang Long took out the dragon bird ring head knife and hung it on his waist, and walked out with his hand on the hilt.

In the conference room, except for Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore and others were waiting for Zhang Long.

Professor McGonagall is not only the head of Gryffindor, but also the deputy head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and she has presided over the sorting ceremonies of all new students, so she left to lead the new students first.

"Black Belt 3rd Section! It's actually a black belt third-dan samurai! ”

Seeing Zhang Long, his eyes fell on the black belt with three silver buckles on Zhang Long's waist, and everyone, including Dumbledore, was shocked.

They have worked with Zhao Dashan for three years, and they have more or less learned some martial arts internal skills, especially the light skills of life-saving, and almost all of them have cultivated to the realm of entering the house.

Therefore, it is natural to know what kind of strength the third black belt represents.

Such a young black belt 3rd dan......

"Mr. Zhang Long, in your mysterious eastern country, you must be a martial arts genius that is rare to see in a hundred years!"

Dumbledore sighed heartily.

"Thank you, Mr. Chancellor, for the compliment."

Zhang Long was not modest, and said with a smile.

The group exited the conference room, walked through the foyer, and entered the luxurious dining room through a double door.

The whole restaurant is magical and opulent.

The senior students were already sitting around five long tables with glittering gold plates and goblets, and on the top of the cafeteria was a long table where the teachers were seated.

"Headmaster!"

"Headmaster!"

……

Seeing Zhang Long, Dumbledore and the others, both teachers and students in the cafeteria stood up.

At the same time, Zhang Long's appearance also successfully caused whispers between teachers and students.

"Who is that Oriental boy, who is actually walking with the principal?"

"Black, black belt, inlaid with three silver buckles, oh my God, that young man is a third-stage samurai with a black belt, this, this is too young!"

"The black silver-inlaid dragon pattern samurai costume that can only be worn by a black belt samurai is really cool!"

"This oriental boy is really handsome......"

"Professor Zhao Dashan should have gone on his honeymoon today, three days ago, he said that he would find a substitute professor for us, is it this Oriental boy?"

"The mysterious Oriental boy is so good-looking......"

"It's really handsome, I want to sign up, I'll go to the martial arts department to sign up later, and take a martial arts class!"

……

"Oh my God, dragon, is the dragon the substitute teacher that Professor Zhao Dashan found?"

Harry was surprised.

"A black-belted three-dan samurai, a black samurai suit with silver dragon patterns, too handsome!"

Ron's eyes lit up.

Looking at Zhang Long who slowly walked up to the high platform, Hermione was also shocked in her heart, she never thought that the Oriental boy who saved her twice was actually a new substitute professor.

As if sensing Hermione's eyes, Long Zhang turned around and winked at her.

For some reason, seeing Zhang Long winking at her, Hermione's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly lowered her head, avoiding Zhang Long's gaze.

Haha, what a cute girl.

Zhang Longxin said.

Dumbledore came to the center and sat down, and Snape, Flitvier, and Sprout took their seats on Dumbledore.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang Long, what's the fuss, here, you sit next to me."

Flitwick greeted.

"Yes, Professor Flitwick!"

Zhang Long came back to his senses and sat down beside Flitwick. (To be continued.) )