Whoa......

The audience burst into applause from the wizards, and Lockhart, who was sitting on the left, stood up in an elegant posture.

Like a gentleman, he showed his award-winning smile and bowed slightly.

At this time, the most excited are the little witches, and Lockhart is the idol in the hearts of most witches.

Rhine searched for a while, and found that Hermione was the one who applauded the most, and the applause of these witches could beat two or three male wizards at a time.

Well?

When he found Hermione, Rhein realized that there was no Harry beside her, and the seat opposite was empty.

Where did Harry go?

Rhine thought about it, and then he had some impressions.

In the year that Lockhart taught Defence Against the Dark Arts, Ron and Harry seemed to have arrived at Hogwarts in a flying car.

Not only did he not make it to the opening ceremony, but he also hit the beating willow and was caught by Snape.

Since he was captured by Snape, it means that by the time Rhine and Ron arrived at Hogwarts, the dinner party had already ended.

Now, they're probably still in the sky, staggering toward this side.

Lockhart nodded in the direction of the witches, causing a large cheer, before sitting down in satisfaction.

Dumbledore raised his hand and pressed down, and when the Great Hall was quiet, he continued:

"In addition, we have made some changes to our curriculum this year, adding a new elective subject. To this end, we are honored to have a new professor. ”

There was a whisper of discussion in the audience, some were speculating about what the new discipline was, and some were guessing whether the new professor was male or female.

Although the senior wizards were far away from the stage, there were also sharp-eyed students who discovered another new face besides Lockhart.

Dumbledore continued, "Cadets from the third year onwards, especially those on the Quidditch team, may be familiar with him. Next, let us welcome Professor Rhein Embers to introduce us to his new discipline. ”

Rhine smiled and stood up, bowing to the young wizards.

This time, the applause was obviously not as enthusiastic as just now, and there was only one direction to applaud the hardest, as if the palm was about to be broken.

Rhine followed the prestige, and sure enough, it was Hermione who applauded, and she almost felt like she was about to get up from her seat.

Rhein withdrew his gaze, and then flew out of the side of the long table on a flyboard, and came to Dumbledore's desk, facing the students.

Everyone's attention was focused on Rhine, and some senior wizards had already recognized it.

Especially those witches, after all, almost all of the original "Hogwarts Sunshine Boys Award" were voted for.

On the other hand, these people also know that Rhine is a scumbag, almost hopeless.

How could such a person come to Hogwarts to be a professor? What can he teach, and how to play Quidditch to the students?

This question arose in everyone's minds.

But then they found that Rhine's feet were not touching the ground, and he flew out.

Rhein pulled the flyboard up and pulled the magic gun from his waist.

Immediately after, under the gaze of everyone, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at his neck.

There was an uproar, these wizards more or less knew about Muggles, and of course they knew that the Muggle army had such a thing as a pistol.

Rhine was now behaving like he was going to commit suicide in public, and some of the little witches covered their mouths in surprise.

There was a clanging sound behind him, and the sound of chair legs rubbing against the floor.

Then Professor McGonagall's voice came, "Snape, don't get excited, he's not going to kill himself. ”

And under everyone's nervous gaze, Rhein slowly pulled the trigger.

Some of the timid, Muggle-born wizards shook their bodies, only to find that there were no gunshots.

Immediately afterwards, a magnetic young man's voice resounded throughout the audience.

"Hello everyone, I'm Rhein Engels, your new professor."

This sound silenced the audience.

Only then did the young wizards discover that what Rhine was holding did not seem to be a pistol, but a wand used to cast loud spells.

It's just that this "magic wand" has a strange shape.

"I guess the senior wizards have an impression of me. That's right, I'm the 'Hogwarts Sunshine Boy' who used to be a terrible performer and seemed to only play Quidditch. ”

Hearing this, the senior wizards all laughed understandingly, with a mocking look on their faces.

In their opinion, Rhine, the strange professor, is more like returning to Hogwarts to liven up the atmosphere.

"So, why can I, who once had such poor grades, return to Hogwarts, which we love, and become your professor?"

Rhein said, pointing to the flyboard under his feet with his left hand, and then to the magic gun in his right hand.

"That's why it's something I've been studying for a long time, a whole new field of knowledge, and I call it 'magic technology.'"

At this moment, two other flyboards with materials flew in through the back door.

They hovered and fluttered above the heads of the little wizards with their cool tails.

Under the canopy of the magic-covered starry sky, they were like two brilliant meteors, which made the eyes of the little wizards light up.

Rhine also turned on the neon sign of the flyboard under his feet, as if playing skateboarding, and came to a beautiful tail flick.

Originally, he wanted to play some flower work and make it more exciting.

But thinking that so many professors are here, as a professor, I should also be serious, so I dispelled this idea.

After stopping, Rhein used the magic gun to unleash a large number of magic that looked gorgeous but had little effect.

Most of them resemble fireworks, with some interesting patterns.

All the little wizards are fascinated by these novelties, especially the male wizards, who like strange things the most.

The Weasley children had already used magic guns, so they knew more about the Rhine's magic weapons and were more excited.

Twins Fred and George, who look exactly the same, also take out their magic guns.

They spun around their hands and struck the plates on the table with morphing bullets, turning them into two tap-dancing clowns, which immediately attracted some attention.

Rhine continued: "As you can see, the magic weapon in my hand is called the magic gun, and the one under my feet is called the flying board. ”

"They all have one thing in common, and that is that you don't need a spell, you don't need a wand, and you don't need mana to cast magic."

"The prerequisite for all of this is magical technology, the new course I'm about to bring to you. As long as you take my classes, you will be able to create your own miracles. ”

"Imagine that when you pull out your magic gun, you can release your magic silently, you can stand on a flyboard or even sit and fly into the sky, flying freely. Even in the future, there are infinite possibilities, and everyone can become a great tech wizard, what a beautiful picture. ”

The little wizards began their own whimsical ideas, and several of them had strange expressions, not knowing what was going on in their little heads.

Behind Rhine, the professors were also talking in low voices, as if Rhine's magic weapon had made them some interested as well.

Among them, Professor Hooch, who taught first-year freshmen to learn broomsticks, looked at the flyboard at Rhine's feet with eagle-like eyes and fell into thought.

At this time, Rhine controlled the two flying boards hovering in the sky, and made them lower in height and come to the aisles on either side.

Then, with a magic bullet with a pre-set trajectory, he hit the two stacks of paper on the flyboard, causing them to fly in order and float into the hands of the little wizard.

As the flyboard moved, every little wizard except for the first-year students was given a piece of paper.

"This is the volunteer form for the magic technology class, wizards who want to participate in this class can take the form to the new classroom before ten o'clock tomorrow."

With that, Rhine bowed slightly again, and then returned to the professor's seat amid warm applause.

As he passed Snape's side, Rhein lowered his voice and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Professor, I'm not stupid enough to kill myself." ”

"Hmph." Snape still grimaced, as if everyone owed him money: "You'd better toss it lightly lest you become the next fool." ”

Rhine could only shrug his shoulders, and not once did he talk to Snape be pleasant.

In the commotion, Professor McGonagall next to her picked up the spoon and knocked on the goblet in front of her: "Please pay attention. ”

After everyone was silent, Dumbledore stood up again, his hands held up: "Now, the feast begins." ”

As the words fell, I saw that a large number of delicacies appeared out of thin air on the empty plates on the table.

Fred and George's clowns are also back on plates, filled with chicken wings in sauce.

A burst of exclamations rang out among the freshmen in the front row, and then the little wizards began to feast while communicating.

Rhine took two quick bites, glanced at the time, and then got up and left the banquet hall through the back door.

Having lived at Hogwarts for seven years, Rhine is still familiar with this place.

Therefore, there was no need to discern the direction, and after going out on the flyboard, he flew straight to the position where he hit the willow.