Then came the most anticipated opening party for wizards, and since last year, when Alan came to power, the delicacies did not fall from the sky and pile up on the long table, but in front of each of them appeared an elaborate menu, according to which each wizard could order something to his liking.

This was more targeted to the appetites of wizards than the long tables were piled with a lot of food, and there was no waste of leftovers, a reform that was very popular with Ravenclaw and Slytherin, but for Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, they thought it was a little less lively.

When the wizards had satisfied their appetites, the plates on the long tables were emptied, and the faculty seats were on, Alan stood up and walked to the front of the podium, the sound of speech gradually ceased, and everyone turned their eyes to their young headmaster. Alan faced the Great Hall and pressed his arms against the podium, and as the sculpture on it spread its wings, many people realized that the owl sculpture that Dumbledore loved to use had been replaced by a raven.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. Allen's tone was calm and forceful, "Although I didn't really like this kind of speaking time when I was a student before... After becoming the principal, I realized that there were some things I had to say..."There was a chuckle from the audience, and Alan paused, "....Our school rules this semester will be very different from before... However, due to the amount of content, I will only pick a few to explain, and please read the school rules and regulations carefully after the rest. ”

With that, Alan clapped his hands, and just like the menus and dishes that appeared out of thin air, a delicately packaged pamphlet appeared on the table in front of each wizard, with the Hogwarts school crest on the cover.

The wizards immediately picked it up, and as Alan explained it, they flipped through it simultaneously.

"Duels allowed?" said Seamus, leaning closer to Flegg and Neville, his tone a little agitated to turn to the new rules that Allen had written on the stage, "We still don't allow private fights, but students are allowed to have honorable duels without assistants in the presence of professors, and disputes are allowed to be resolved in this way... Oh, and you have to use the damage suppression wand, so long as you don't hurt each other's lives..."

Hearing this, Harry couldn't help but look at the long table on Slytherin's side and said to Ron, "If we had this in our first year, we wouldn't have had to sneak into a midnight duel, and that coward Malfoy wouldn't have missed the appointment... Uh..."Noticing Hermione's disapproving look, "Hermione, come to think of it, we didn't have to be deducted that many points then..."

"George and Fred, they'll be happy, those prank items that they were forbidden to sell before were brought into Hogwarts, and now they're allowed to bring them in..."Ron clicked on one of the school rules, thinking of the pitiful pocket money he had, and the twins were going to earn a lot of gold Galleons, Ron's tone was a little sour, "Alan is an investor in the joke shop, and the two of them have found a good boss and are going to make a fortune." ”

"I'm afraid they'd be happier if they were still in school..."Ginny, as a prefect and a girl, didn't understand the school's laissez-faire, "Hermione, how did you allow Alan to open up these things?"

"Alan told me that this will help the young wizards practice their response to unexpected events...", Hermione recalls her reasoning when she was persuaded with displeasure, "It will train the students' vigilance... And if the person who performs the prank is caught, he will be punished, so the person who carries out the prank will also construct a more detailed plan instead of using it randomly..."

"I'm afraid Filch won't be happy..."Neville thought he would be targeted by the others, so he glanced at Argus Filch, who was sitting in the staff chair, and found that he had also been given a brown robe to use as a staff uniform, and Neville felt that his wrinkled old cheeks were full of disappointment.

"I don't think he cares," Flegg disagreed, flipping through the school rules in his hand, "I noticed at the school gate that Filch had given orders to a couple of Skillful Hands, and he sat down right here... So now he doesn't need to clean the green worm brain on the ceiling... His life is very comfortable, and there is nothing to be dissatisfied with..."

Emily flipped through the manual, then placed it on the long table in front of her, and with her fingers she flicked it to align the bottom of the table, hearing the thing next to her glance at Crabbe, who was making a chewing sound, and then turned her head to Pansy.

Pansy noticed Emily's gaze and glanced at it, and saw that Crabbe hadn't listened to Allen or read any manuals, and was holding a piece of cake with his head buried in his head and gnawing all over his face—he hadn't ordered anything else since the meal began.

"Rubble, wipe your face clean, so are you, Goyle!" Pansy scolded, with some disgust, "giving you three days to write down these demerit entries." ”

Taken aback by Pansy's sudden scolding, Crabbe shoved the cake into his mouth, choking and blushing, and Goyle handed his fat buddy a glass of orange juice before letting him go along.

"Pansy is right, you two idiots must remember not to embarrass me...... The criteria for demerit points, the actions that lead to demerit points, and the penalties have all been broken down here..."Draco looked at the entries carefully, "There are no generalizations or ambiguities, although I still think that Gryffindor's reckless fools are more likely to be deducted... But it also shows that this year... Professors and deans can't be casual—" Draco frowned and glanced at his headmaster, Snape, "unless it's a student who really makes a mistake... Professors can't do things to their liking anymore. ”

At the Hufflepuff table, Gabrielle fluttered her eyelashes and chatted with her new classmates, her English with a thick exotic accent, most notably her h not pronounced, but sounding playful and cute: "Hmm, is Hogwarts so strict?... Beauxbatons also has some demerit guidelines, but more on maintaining the attire... It's so finely divided here... I'm worried that I won't be able to do it well..."

"Don't worry, I'm sure I won't be able to do it either!" Hufflepuff chaser Zacharith Smith smiled as he tried to curry favor with Gabrielle.

Justin Finchrie, with his curly hair, looked at the attentive Smith with some surprise, and he sarcastically said, "Zacharis, it looks like you can't do anything until your ball loss is cured." ”

Zacharis retorted in a hurry: "That's the crazy girl's nonsense! There is no such disease in the world!"

"But it's true that you didn't even hold the Quaffle in your hands for more than a minute after the opening kick-off..."Ernie McMillan joined up with his friend to get down to Zacharis.

In the staff seat, Hufflepuff's dean, Professor Pomona Sprout, had been paying attention to her students as usual, so she found out about this scene and knew the reason for this, she estimated that her house was not as united as usual this year, so this year's House Cup was probably not as much of a show, she sighed, and put her mind on the stew in front of her.

On the podium, Alan no longer explained the school rules manual, and he waved to the ceiling.

"Before introducing a new professor, we first have to welcome back an old friend... As I told you at the end of last semester, Miss Gray will be no longer the ghost of the house in Ravenclaw and will be the ghost representing the whole of Hogwarts school this year, so her replacement will be... Mr. Lockhart. Alan continued to reach out and waved hard at the ceiling of Hogwarts, making a gesture of welcome.

Milky ghosts leapt down from the starry ceiling.

Gilderoy Lockhart slowly floated to the podium amid the crowd's exclamations, and he smiled his trademark charm at the Hogwarts wizards on his left and right, but the move was a little rusty compared to a few years ago.

"Oh, hello! I'm Gilderoy Lockhart, a former Defence Against the Dark Arts professor and a five-time winner of Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award...", Lockhart shouted to the students with a beaming face, "Later this year, I'm going to publish Break with the Death Eaters, which I co-authored with the Umbrella..."

This caused an uproar in the auditorium.

"He's dead!?But what qualiade qualifies this liar to be the ghost of Ravenclaw's Academy?

"I seemed to have seen Albert at his wedding last time, I thought I was dazzled, but I didn't expect him to really die and become a ghost!"

"His books are all about stealing other people's experiences, and he's essentially an incompetent liar, and now he doesn't know how to play to death, and he can still be a Ravenclaw college ghost?"

......

"This incident is indeed based on my own personal experience!I will tell you the most real Death Eaters and mystery people, I hope you will pay more attention..."Lockhart looked at the wizards with distrust on their faces, and the smile on his face disappeared as he listened to the sarcastic words, "This is really my own story...", he tried to defend himself halfway before he saw that even the students of Ravenclaw House did not welcome him, he stopped talking, and floated there sighing in disappointment.

(End of chapter)