A recent graduate takes on the role of a Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts, which has caused a heated discussion among countless students. But they forgot that Principal Dippert's words were not finished.

"Silence!"

Dippet said heavily.

After saying that, he couldn't stop covering his mouth and coughing.

Dumbledore, acting Deputy Headmaster, immediately got up, patted Armando on the back, and whispered something in his ear.

When the two of them communicated, the whole hall fell silent.

Armando Duppet shook his head, and Dumbledore pushed away with one hand, indicating that he didn't need help.

Then, he straightened his waist, looked around with a resolute look, and said, "This year, there is another small change.

Due to the turmoil in the wizarding world in various countries, the Ministry of Magic has stationed a large number of Aurors in the Forbidden Forest. Not only that, but every teacher at Hogwarts is tasked with making a lot of changes to the school, so I'm here to announce that this year, every teacher will be inviting a student to become their teaching assistant. Students who serve as teaching assistants will have the resources and privileges corresponding to teachers, but at the same time, they will also have to shoulder the relevant responsibilities and obligations.

Students who complete this task will be honored by the school on your life history. I hope that every student here can run for this honor with all their might.

That's all for this year. ”

With that, Principal Dippet sat down, and applause rang out all around. Hoffa followed behind and applauded, but couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Tutor...?

Students become teaching assistants.

He really never heard of this kind of thing.

Hoffa thought to himself, but that kind of work sounds like a thankless job......

"I'm going to be!!"

Aglaia grasped the hand of the knife and fork on the table, and turned her head excitedly: "That must be a position that only the best students can hold." Think about it, if all the teachers came to the queue and invited you to be their teaching assistant. That would be wonderful. ”

Her face flushed with excitement, and her blue eyes stared firmly at the teacher's desk. It was as if he was already fantasizing about the pomp and circumstance of the group of people standing in line in front of him.

Miranda and Hoffa glanced at each other, and each saw the other's helplessness. Well, anyway, as long as she can prove that she is better than others, Aglaia will do anything.

It's just that this competition is not just a competition of a few second-year students, there are also third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh year students at Hogwarts, and the higher the students, the more powerful they must be.

Aglaia wants to stand out as a teaching assistant in the second grade, but I'm afraid it's not realistic.

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After Principal Dippert finished speaking, the food appeared on the table, no different from usual. Food for housekeves, familiar recipes, familiar tastes.

However, Hoffa believes that this may be the last time, and by the time the war breaks out in two years, the world will inevitably experience food shortages.

After the banquet began, the oppressive atmosphere was soothed. The change of teachers makes all students whisper.

Aglaia asked in a low voice, "Is Dumbledore good at charms, why haven't I read his papers on charms?"

Miranda: "To be honest, it's pretty good, it's just that he doesn't really like to show off. ”

Not long after the meal was eaten, Armando Dupet, who was in the teacher's seat, withdrew, and as soon as he stood up, Dumbledore went over to help him, and the two slowly left the hall. After the principal left, the atmosphere in the auditorium became more lively.

Some even had the audacity to step out of their seats and circle around the shining orb in the center of the hall. What exactly this thing is, and how to use it, Principal Dippert doesn't say a word, just as if it doesn't exist.

The Slytherin Table and the Gryffindor Table were the most active at the moment, and the three Gryffindor students who had been sent to the Forbidden Forest seemed to be heroes, standing high at their own tables and raising their glasses to the Ravenclaw Table with enthusiasm.

"Hey, Ravenclaw, when are you going to have a Gryffindor dean?"

The Ravenclaw prefect was furious, and without hesitation, he picked up an orange and smashed it over, and the orange turned into a cannonball as it flew, exploding a full house of yellow powder in front of the Gryffindor table, and several Gryffindors burst into tears.

They laughed, but didn't hesitate to return a few fruit bombs to Ravenclaw.

Even happier was the Slytherin table, where they whistled and waved excitedly to the staff desk, hoping to attract the attention of the new beautiful teacher.

Among them, Hoffa saw the thorny Malfoy he met in Diagon Alley, and saw him whistling at Ossylvia, who was at the faculty desk, and put his finger on his chest to his heart, looking like he couldn't do it.

The Slytherin cries were rather harsh in Hofa's ears.

It's not okay to let someone be the teacher of the Transfiguration class, why do you have to let her be, is it so difficult to find a professor who is good at Transfiguration?

How do you want to teach yourself in the next class?

Hoffa lowered his head, mechanically picked up the pudding in front of him, and sent it to his mouth without a match.

In the teacher's seat, Ossivia turned a deaf ear to the call to the Slytherin table, and she didn't take a few bites. Dippet had been walking for less than three minutes before she got up and left the table.

The shouting of the Slytherin crowd finally subsided.

She was gone for a short time before Dumbledore returned.

After the banquet, as usual, he led the students to sing the school song.

After singing the school song, just as the students were about to go back to their common room, Dumbledore clapped his hands and stopped everyone.

"Wait a minute, I'll say a few words. ”

He asked in a loud voice, "I guess everyone is curious, what is this bead in the middle of the hall?"

There was silence all around them, and everyone was waiting for his explanation.

There was a pause for about five seconds.

Dumbledore laughed, "I'm curious too. ”

Laugh.

After laughing, Dumbledore raised a hand and silenced the crowd.

"However, this magic item was forged by the founders of the Four Houses, and it contains the faith of Gryffindor's blessing, the magic infused by Slytherin, and the loyalty bestowed by Hufflepuff. and, the password of the Ravenclaw seal.

In over 1,000 years, no one has actually been able to use this item, so if any of you can trigger it, I don't think Principal Duppert will. ”

Won't mind?

The whole hall was in an uproar, and at first everyone stayed away from this object, and did not dare to touch it. But when Dumbledore said this, almost everyone couldn't hold back their curiosity, and stepped forward one after another, touching the object with their hands.

Some of the little wizards were babbling all sorts of jumbled incantations.

So-and-so gave me strength.

So-and-so summons a divine beast or something.

Hoffa even saw a young student bite his finger and smear blood on the bright bead, but not only did it not respond, but those who did so were immediately beaten by their respective prefects.

Hoffa didn't go up and touch the beads, he knew it wasn't that good. As for why he knew, the conclusion came from Tom Riddle's face.

He saw Tom Riddle, the future Dark Lord with a powerful collector's addiction, standing on the edge of the crowd, arms crossed, looking at the students who were touching the orb with the eyes of a retarded person.

He has clarity in his eyes, and there is no greed. There is only a faint scrutiny.

Tom didn't go out for the summer, he chose to stay in school, and Hoffa knew that.

He must have witnessed the transformation of this auditorium, and he must have explored this jewel. If there was any change, the Slytherin heir might have done it a long time ago.

Sensing Hoffa's gaze, Tom Riddle also turned his head and nodded to Hoffa with a smile.

The smile didn't have much warmth, and Hoffa withdrew his gaze.

After half an hour, the bead didn't react at all. It still shines brightly, still emitting obscure magical fluctuations, but that's about it.

The mystery and anticipation began to fade, and the novelty almost disappeared, and the curious young wizards shook their heads and walked to their common room.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Hoffa returned to the Ravenclaw Lounge, where he had been absent for nearly three months.

The common room is as warm and quiet as ever, and under the statue of Ronald Ravenclaw sits some seniors reading books and meditating.

After simply saying goodnight to his friends, Hoffa slipped into his dorm room and threw himself on his bed.

Here, Hoffa finally felt a sense of relaxation and security that he had not felt for a long time.

It is as if a prodigal son who has been traveling abroad for a long time has finally returned to his hometown.

His four-poster bed seemed to retain the temperature of last semester, and Hoffa buried his head in the pillow. It's like that's just going to be stuck in it, and it's going to fall and fall......

Hoffa's roommates also answered the dormitory one after another, and roommates William and Antonio were discussing the changes to the school.

They questioned the strength of the new headmaster, Dumbledore, talked excitedly about the beauty of the foreign teacher, and finally chattered about the magical orb.

Hoffa rarely participates in the conversations of his roommates, especially today, when he just wants to get a good night's sleep and don't care about anything.

But in a daze, his roommate William suddenly asked, "Hoffa, do you know how to use that orb?"

In the fog, Hoffa yawned, "I don't know, maybe there will be an heir or something." ”

Heir.

Inspired William, he and Muggle-born Antonio talk about their illustrious history.

Hoffa lay on the bed, uncontrollable sleep coming to him.

In a haze, he thought of Tom Riddle and his lovely Chamber of Secrets, and Dumbledore said that the orb contained the magic of Slytherin, and that perhaps Tom Riddle could open it with a Parseltongue.

Parseltongue cavity.

Snake.

Hoffa rolled over sullenly and exhaled.

There are snakes everywhere.