Ricardo felt that maybe he could save some face for the principal, so he flicked his right hand, and the fireworks spell reappeared, but this time it was not the welcome fireworks, but a few faces.

With a wave of his hand, the word "stupid" flew to the Ravenclaw table, "Crying Nose" to the Gryffindor table, "Scraps" to the Slytherin table, and "Screw" to the Hufflepuff table.

Of course, in order not to be considered a provocation, he also added a couple of arrows.

The Ravenclaw students were the first to come to their senses and explained to those around them:

"Ravenclaw wizards and wizards are usually the smartest, and Rowena's students think that those who don't enter Ravenclaw are stupid;

Most of the Gryffindor students are brave, believing that the students of other houses are not as brave and resolute as them, and only crying noses;

Slytherin students are pure-blood champions, and students from other houses are not pure wizards in the eyes of Slytherins, they are useless residues;

Hufflepuff students are always bored, and the upright, hard-working Hufflepuff hopes that other houses should adjust themselves. ”

"How do I feel, this explanation is weird......" One Hufflepuff asked, rubbing his nose and whisperingly.

The Ravenclaw and Slytherin students thought about it, and their eyes didn't look right.

It's okay not to explain, this explanation ...... Principal, are you provoking the whole school?

All beings are equal, and I look down on them anyway?

Dumbledore pretended not to see the strange look and toasted to Ricciardo in thanks, and Ricardo smiled back.

At this time, the table is full of food, roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea sprouts, carrots, gravy, tomato sauce...... The mint hard candy that messed in looked a bit of a power sought.

Truth be told, this first meal of school was much better than it was during the holidays - maybe there was a reason why Ricardo was busy with charts during the holidays and didn't care about appetites.

The professors ate casually, leisurely watching the children below, teasing from time to time, and even Quirrell was stammering with Snape.

His ridiculous scarf was still wrapped around his head, and the students occasionally pointed at the strange professor and let out a burst of laughter.

"Look at this kid so tall, ha!"

"No, it's so much ripe in one summer vacation!"

"Huh? These two little guys...... How did the hands fold together? ”

"It's rare and weird, it's a good age to talk about, isn't it?"

"But they're all boys......"

An old man with blue eyes raised an eyebrow.

……

"The Worley Family...... It's not native to the UK, is it? Riccardo took a chicken leg - he was just overjoyed by the appearance of a Gryffindor freshman eating a chicken leg and asked Flitwick.

"You say this?" Flitwick put down the dishes and thought for a moment, "If I'm not mistaken...... They are a South American pure-blood, proficient in the art of magic, and have been working with the Malfoy family in recent years. ”

"As for that Kassandra Wore...... To be honest, I don't know what she's about. ”

"That'...... All right. ”

"Could it be that you want to use her to get their family's enchantment materials?" Flitwick looked at the Slytherin table, where the Slytherin freshmen were talking, introducing their families, except for the blonde girl slicing the steak elegantly, silently out of place with the noise around her.

"Look at her like this, even in Slytherin, she stands out from the crowd, obviously a cunning little snake king. If you want to get the information, it's best to ask Severus for help. ”

At this point, all the food disappeared from the plate, and the forks of the plate became as clean as ever. After a while, the pudding came up, and various snacks were served on the table.

Ricardo picked up a piece of jelly and frowned as he looked at Kassandra's appearance above all beings, inexplicably ...... Want to punch?

……

Eventually, the pudding disappeared as well, and Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The restaurant is also quiet.

"Oh, now that everyone is full and drunk, I want to say a few more words to everyone."

"First of all, Hogwarts has a new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Ricardo Silva, who will lead the fifth and seventh years to face two major exams, let us applaud and welcome!"

Ricardo stood up and bowed slightly.

"Secondly, at the beginning of the semester, I would like to put forward a few precautions to everyone."

"First-year students are aware that the woods on campus are off-limits to students. Some of our old classmates should also remember this. ”

Dumbledore's glittering gaze swept toward the Weasley twins.

"Also, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to do magic in the hallways between classes."

"The Quidditch player review will take place in the second week of the term. If you are interested in joining the college team, please contact Mrs. Huo Qi. ”

"Finally, I must tell you that anyone who does not want to suffer an accident or a painful death should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and when they looked to the source, it was actually Mr. Potter.

Everyone was in awe......

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore exclaimed.

Ricardo noticed that the smiles of the other professors seemed to freeze, and suddenly he had a bad feeling, and saw the old headmaster flick his wand lightly, and a long golden ribbon flew out of the wand, writhing like a snake over the high dining table and coiling lines of text.

"Each person chooses their favorite tune." Dumbledore said, "Ready, sing!"

So all the teachers and students sang loudly:

"Hogwarts ......"

"Close your eyes and listen!"

As soon as he started to tune, Ricardo instantly cast a spell on himself.

"Stop!"

A small voice reached his ears, and Flitwick looked at him kindly, his eyes full of love.

“…… Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us that whether we are old people who have lost our heads or children who have broken our knees, our minds can accept some interesting things. Because now our minds are empty, full of air, dead flies and trivialities......"

Who made the lyrics, and there are flies and other things in the school song? She knows about Hogwarts!!!

Ricardo glared fiercely at Flitwick, who had unbroken the spell, and even held his wand in his hand!

“…… We will study hard until we turn into dung. ”

Finally, everyone finished singing the school song. Only the Weasley twin brothers continued to sing to the slow melody of the Funeral March.

Dumbledore commanded the last few bars for both of them with his wand, and when they were finished, he applauded the loudest.

"Music," he said, rubbing his eyes, "is more glamorous than anything we've done here!" It's bedtime time. Let's go back to the dormitory. ”

Ricardo looked at the students who had gone away, turned his head to look at Dumbledore, and nodded.

……