Professor McGonagall slowly walked to her empty seat in the faculty chair, while the other wizards walked as quietly as they could in the opposite direction, which was the student seat.

As they walked along the back of the auditorium, people looked back at them, and a few others pointed at Harry, not knowing what to say.

Harry himself muttered to himself, he passed out in front of the Dementors, did this matter spread so quickly?

"What did you just tell you to go?" As soon as they sat down, Ron leaned over curiously and whispered to Harry.

Harry turned his head, ready to whisper an explanation to Ron, but then Professor Dumbledore stood up and spoke, and he closed his mouth that was about to open.

When Harry saw Professor Dumbledore smiling at the students, he felt that this was the first time he had truly calmed down since the Dementor had entered the train carriage.

"Welcome!" Professor Dumbledore said, his beard glistening with the light of the candles, "welcome to Hogwarts for the new school year!"

I have a few things to say to all of you, and one of them is very serious, and I don't want to say it when you're confused by this good meal, so I have to make it clear before you eat,"

Dumbledore cleared his throat and was about to continue, when he seemed impatient enough to take out his owl phone from his pocket to check for something.

Others may have been a Dumbledore looking to see what to say next, but Rolfe knew it clearly:

Dumbledore's husband: Albus, what are you doing?

Dumbledore: I'm presiding over the opening ceremony, and I'm talking......

Professor Dumbledore said that after putting his phone back away, he continued, "You must know about the Dementors who searched the Hogwarts Express.

At the moment, our school may also be hosting a few Dementors from Azkaban, who are here to carry out official duties for the Ministry of Magic. ”

As soon as Professor Dumbledore's words fell, the young wizards below exploded and expressed their opinions.

The Muggle-born wizards hurriedly asked what the Dementors were, and the wizarding families also loudly expressed their protests, but no one dared to directly oppose Professor Dumbledore.

Professor Dumbledore also paused, as if to give the young wizards time to vent.

Harry suddenly remembered that Mr. Weasley had said that Dumbledore was not happy about the Dementors guarding the school.

"They're stationed at all entrances to the school's grounds," Dumbledore continued as the young wizards' voices weakened,

"One thing I must make clear: no one is allowed to leave the school without permission during their stay here.

Dementors should not, and should not be, deceived by tricks or disguises, not even the Cloak of Invisibility. ”

He added this expressionlessly, and gave Harry a blank look, and then Rolf, his eyes twinkling slightly.

"Dementors are inherently unaware of requests or excuses. Therefore I warn each and every one of you: do not give them any excuse to hurt you.

I hope that the prefects of the various houses, as well as our new Boys and Girls Presidents, will make sure that no student will come into conflict with the Dementors. ”

Professor Dumbledore warned the young wizards with a serious look that Percy was sitting only a few seats away from Harry, and then he puffed out his chest again and looked around impressively.

Professor Dumbledore's voice paused again, and he glanced around the Great Hall very solemnly, no one moved, and no one made a sound.

I just hope that the little wizards' fear of Dementors will last a little longer, so that these little ones can settle down a little.

"It's a great pleasure," he continued, "that this year, I'm excited to welcome two new teachers to our team.

"The first was Professor Lupin, who graciously agreed to fill the void in the Defence Against the Dark Arts course. ”

There was some sporadic and less enthusiastic applause.

Only the students who had been in the same carriage as him on the train applauded, and it was clear that Harry and Ron were among them.

Professor Lupin sat in the middle of all the well-dressed teachers, looking particularly shabby.

"Look at Snape!" Justin beside him whispered into Rolf's ear.

Snape, our Potions teacher, stared along the instructor's long desk, all the way to Professor Lupin.

Everyone knew that Professor Snape had always wanted to be the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, and after a few days, he was replaced.

Of course, only Rolf can understand Snape's hatred, after all, Professor Snape is just a victim of school bullying.

"As for the second teacher we appointed," Dumbledore continued, after the not-so-enthusiastic applause given to Professor Lupin had subsided,

"Emm, I'm sorry to tell you that Professor Keitel Byrne, our teacher in the Conservation of Magical Creatures class, retired at the end of last year, and he'll have more time with his little naughasss in the future.

However, I am pleased to say that it was none other than Rubeus Hagrid, who had agreed to serve as a teacher in addition to his duties as a gamekeeper. ”

The little wizards below looked at each other and froze. Then they applauded enthusiastically, especially on the Gryffindor table.

Rolf looked up at Hagrid, and saw that his face was flushed, his eyes were staring at his large hands, and his smile was hidden in his messy black beard.

"We should have known this a long time ago!" Ron roared at the Gryffindor table in the distance, pounding the table excitedly, "Who else would let us get a book that bites?"

Oh, the first delusion in life, you think you can do it again.

But the question arises again, Malfoy is obviously from the friendly camp, so if Buckbeak is not executed, how can he take it?

When Professor Dumbledore began to speak again, the young wizards could clearly see that Hagrid was wiping his eyes with a tablecloth, and that he was a sentimental big guy.

"One last thing, our Mr. Filch, probably because he is too old and has a severe decline in memory, has also asked me to retire.

I'm still looking for a new administrator, so you'd better keep the castle clean lately, or you'll have to clean it up yourself.

Well, I think the important things are said and done," Dumbledore said, "and let's start eating." ”

Wait, what's going on? Filch is retired, his memory is declining so much? He's ...... Could it be that Lockhart's repeated Oblivion Spell has broken his brain?

It's no wonder that in the last part of last semester, I couldn't see Filch all the time, and I was still wondering where he went.

However, it should not happen that students clean up by themselves, after all, there are so many house-elves around.