The towers were even darker against the dark night sky, except for the foyer, which was lit red by torches, but even then the light was so dim that it was sometimes impossible to see the road ahead, and the little wizards often wrestled.

"It would be much better if there were electric lights here."

Hermione looked at the little wizard who had fallen in front of her and said to Dudley.

"Hogwarts is theoretically enchanted and is forbidden to use things made by ordinary people. However, it is really convenient to have electric lights. ”

Dudley had in mind the car that had been modified by Mr. Weasley in the original book, and its lights would work at Hogwarts, so Hogwarts would be able to use electronics as long as it was magically modified.

While talking to Hermione, another wizard tripped over the protruding steps because he couldn't see clearly.

Compared to the brightly lit world of ordinary people, the wizarding world is sometimes really backward.

Once a year, having spent four years at Hogwarts, Dudley couldn't be more familiar with everything here, and entered the Great Hall with ease. The sky was full of flying ghosts, full of excitement, and every opening party was the happiest time for the Hogwarts ghosts, who hadn't seen a few living people in a whole holiday.

Dudley and the others found a random place to sit down, and soon Harry, Ron, and Draco also came over.

"I think that's our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher."

Draco pouted at the professor's seat, and everyone followed his gaze to see Dumbledore sitting next to a short, fat man with short curly gray-brown hair with a large unsightly pink bow and a plush pink cardigan

"Toad?"

Harry spoke unconsciously, and then quickly coughed to cover it up, but fortunately no one could hear him from too far away.

Except for the discipline group, Qi Qi nodded, very much agreeing with his description.

The main thing is too similar. The toad-like face is topped with a pair of eyes with droopy eyelids and bulging eyeballs

Neville, who was silently holding his pet 'Leyford', hurriedly put it back in his pocket, for fear that the 'kind' in the teacher's seat would see that Dudley's habit had spread in the disciplinary team, and they would all apply a fixed traceless stretching charm to their clothing pockets, which could store many, many things.

Soon, the new students were coming in one after another, and the Sorting Hat was singing.

This time, the lyrics have changed a lot from the previous ones.

The Big Four who founded the House weren't the only ones with different philosophies

Otherwise, it's good to use only two colleges.

To be precise, the four houses have four different philosophies, and except for Hufflepuff, which treats everyone equally and only picks up the remaining three students who don't want them, the remaining three only admit students who identify with each other.

That's why there are four colleges.

As time went on, the gap between the people grew, and the differences intensified.

'Each wants to take power to himself'

The Sorting Hat's lyrics also suggest that it's not just Slytherin who wants the most to have a say, but the other three houses as well, well, Hufflepuff, who seems to be the most uncontested.

The end result ended with Slytherin's disheartened departure.

The remaining three faculties did not live in harmony and unite as they had been envisioned in the past.

The past has passed, and there is no way back to the beginning.

At the end, the Sorting Hat also sings a vague part of the enemy outside the school.

Most of the young wizards don't know why, and only a few understand what it means.

It's giving a warning, it's warning everyone in the school.

Dinner time passed quickly, and it was over when Ron had eaten the sixteenth chicken thigh.

Dumbledore stood up from his position as Headmaster, "We are very pleased to introduce Professor Umbridge, the new teacher of our Defence Against the Dark Arts class. ”

He introduced Umbridge politely, but not very warmly, and the auditorium erupted in an equally polite, but not very welcoming, round of applause.

Hogwarts as a whole wasn't very cold to her.

Just as Dumbledore was about to continue saying something, Umbridge, who was next to him, deliberately cleared his throat.

"Uh-huh."

Dumbledore paused abruptly and looked inquiringly at Professor Umbridge, "Our new professor has a few things to say to you. ”

Then he sat back decisively, leaving his place to the other party.

The expressions of the other professors varied, never before before a wizard would interrupt Dumbledore's words, or in such a public setting, not even Fudge.

"Interrupt Professor Dumbledore."

Ron drank the orange juice in front of him and whispered, "Thanks to our headmaster for being a good temper, change someone. Professor Grindelwald, for example, was thrown out by the Eight Achievements. ”

Draco's very cooperative eyebrows raised, "Toad flying? ”

"Flying Pink Toad." Even Neville followed.

Suppressed chuckles rang out all around, and it was clear that they agreed with the adjective 'pink toad'.

"Thank you, Headmaster." Umbridge stood up, gave a sweet smirk, and said, "It's great to be back at Hogwarts!" ”

Her voice was completely different from her appearance, tall and high-pitched, like pinching her throat and deliberately pretending to be a little girl's voice.

It's very uncomfortable.

Then she began to write at length, some of the very formulaic things in public places, just like the speeches of ordinary people.

Sometimes it's also very quick for wizards to connect with ordinary people, such as in these contents.

Along with her speech, the discussion of the young wizards below became louder and louder.

"Fudge's taste is weird."

"He's always had strange tastes, and everybody knows that."

Almost everyone didn't take Umbridge's speech seriously, except for Hermione, who listened very carefully, but judging by the look on her face, she didn't like Umbridge's content.

"Dudley was right." Hermione bit her pen, her eyebrows almost knitted together, "This woman is not just for Professor Dumbledore, but for Hogwarts." ”

By the time Umbridge finished speaking, all the young wizards were asleep, and Dumbledore had never liked this set of nonsense.

"First-year freshmen, here, here, follow me."

At the end of the dinner, the prefects of the four houses began to gather the young wizards of the first year.

From the fifth year onwards, each house will have its own prefect who will be responsible for managing the students, and Dudley and the others are now in the fifth year, which means that the disciplinary team is already qualified to manage the male and female student councillors and the 12 prefects.

"Inform Cedric that the disciplinary team will meet in a while, and the formal duties of the disciplinary team are almost ready to be fulfilled."

(End of chapter)