Chapter 837: A New Teacher
"Warning, I'm curious to see what happened, you know, there are a lot of things that can't be inquired about. Van Lin asked.
"Maybe it's a crisis, but I've experienced very few crises, and very few things can endanger Hogwarts itself, so for Hogwarts, it's just some difficult trouble to deal with. "If you want to know more, you might want to ask Professor Binns, who is one of the few omniscient people at Hogwarts." ”
"All-Knowing ......" Van Lin was a little speechless, although Professor Binns was very professional, but when it came to Professor Binns's tone and the like, it was not something that ordinary people could bear, even Hermione felt pain, let alone him.
"If it's just a hat, how does it know the school is in danger?" Ron said suddenly.
Ron's mouth was stuffed with food, and Harry thought it was a remarkable achievement that he was able to make these muffled noises.
"I didn't hear clearly, can you repeat it again?"
When a look of disgust appeared on Hermione's face, Sir Nicholas asked politely.
Ron made a huge swallow and said, "If it's just a hat, how does it know that the school is in crisis?"
"I don't know anything about it," said Sir Nicholas, "and, of course, the Sorting Hat has been living in Dumbledore's office, and I dare say what it heard from there. ”
"And it requires all the houses to be friends," Harry said, surveying the Slytherin table carefully, where little Malfoy was receiving flattery from the others, "no chance." ”
"Well, now, you shouldn't have that attitude," Nick said reproachfully, "peace and cooperation, that's the key." Even though we ghosts come from different academies, we maintain friendships. While there was a rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin, I never thought of arguing with Baron the Bloody (the ghost of Slytherin, Nick's feared man) over the matter. ”
"That's just because you're afraid of him," Ron said.
Sir Nicholas looked as if he had been severely insulted. "Afraid? I hope I still feel afraid, Nicholas de Mimus—Mr. Boltington has never been timid and frightened in his life!
"What blood?" Ron asked, "Please make sure you still have blood?"
"It's an analogy!" said Headless Nick so annoyed now, his head, which was only a few pieces of skin, was shaking with anger, "I think I'm still allowed to use whatever I like, even the pleasure of eating and drinking, I don't deny it!
"Nick, he didn't really laugh at you!" Hermione said with a reproachful look at Ron.
Unfortunately, Ron's mouth was stuffed with food again, so all he could do was make some muffled whining, which was clearly not an adequate apology in Nick's opinion.
Nick flew straight into the air to leave the other end of the table where they had joined, and sat in the empty seat between the Craven brothers, Colin, and Dennis.
"Well done, Ron. Hermione snarled angrily.
"What?" Ron said annoyedly, as he tried his best to swallow his food. "Isn't it permissible to ask a simple question?"
"Oh, forget about it," Hermione said irritablely, "I wish you had gone through your brain. ”
Van Lin was so used to arguing with them that he didn't bother to mediate for them, and in fact, Van Lin was just comforting Hermione and turning Hermione's face to himself, which would solve a lot of problems.
Harry, on the other hand, was more direct, deciding that it would be better to spend his energy on delicious food, and then a large plate of his favorite dessert appeared.
When all the students had finished eating, and the noise levels in the hall began to rise again, Dumbledore stood up from his chair again. The chatter immediately stopped, and all the students turned to look at the headmaster.
Harry was now feeling lethargic in a pleasant mood. His four-legged bed was waiting for him somewhere upstairs, and it was very warm and soft.
"Okay, now that we've had another big feast, I want you to concentrate on the general opening of the school now," said Dumbledore, "and the first-year students must understand that the woods in the open field are off-limits to students—and some of the older students should know that again. ”
Almost at the same time, the Gryffindor crowd let out a weird smile, and that didn't change, Hogwarts was still Hogwarts.
"The Administrator, Mr. Filch, has asked me, and he spoke to me for four hundred and sixty seconds, to remind you that no magic is allowed in the hallway between the classrooms, and many other rules, and a detailed list of all is now posted on the door of Mr. Filch's office. ”
"It's all the same old thing. Ron whispered, and then he felt a stern gaze, possibly from Professor McGonagall, but given the distance, Hermione was more reliable.
"There are two changes to our faculty this year. We are delighted to welcome back Professor Graplan, who will be in charge of the Magical Beasts Protection Class, and I am pleased to introduce Ms. Umbridge as our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. ”
There was a polite but utterly unenthusiastic cheer in the hall, and Van Lin and Hermione exchanged a light unpleasant look, and Van Lin had already secretly spoken to Hermione, the Lady Umbridge.
Dumbledore didn't say how long Professor Graplan would teach, but after Hagrid returned, Van Lin preferred two people to teach.
Hagrid's classes aren't for everyone.
Dumbledore continued: "House Quidditch preliminaries will take place ......"
Before he could finish speaking, Dumbledore stopped and looked at Professor Umbridge suspiciously. The woman was not much taller standing than she was sitting, and for a moment no one knew why Dumbledore had stopped.
But then Professor Umbridge cleared her throat and said, "Yes, yes," and it became clear that she had already stood up to give a speech. Dumbledore only glanced back, then sat down and looked at Professor Umbridge intently, as if his greatest expectation was to hear Professor Umbridge.
Other teachers couldn't hide their surprise.
Professor Snape's eyebrows had been obscured by bangs, and Professor McGonagall's mouth had changed to the thinnest Harry had ever seen. No new teacher had ever interrupted Professor Dundedo before. Many of the students were giggling, and it was clear that the woman didn't know what to do at Hogwarts.