"It's coming!" exclaimed Miss Garma Farley excitedly, "Headmaster, he's coming!"

She wasn't the only one, as the pale blue smoke appeared, the atmosphere in the entire auditorium instantly became extremely eager.

Like Farley, many people cheered, cheered, and even pounded on the goblets on the table.

Like the stars holding the moon, they greeted their esteemed and beloved Headmaster of Hogwarts—

Gellert Grindelwald!

As the pale blue smoke cleared, a familiar face appeared in the seat in the center of the guest of honor.

Professor Grindelwald is almost identical to the portrait on his chocolate frog painting.

With a slight wave of his hand, he effortlessly controlled the atmosphere of the auditorium, making the entire auditorium silent.

He stood up, looked at the hundreds of students in front of him with a smile on his face, and spread his arms, as if nothing made him happier than seeing so many people gathered together.

"Welcome, welcome back to Hogwarts to start your new school year!" a deep voice echoed in the Great Hall, "Looking at your eager faces, I only have one thing to tell you now, and that is—"

"The feast begins!"

......

The headmaster sat down again, and everyone was clapping and cheering desperately.

"Has Professor Grindelwald always been so popular?" Matthew asked Farley hesitantly.

"Of course!" said Farley, unequivocally, "he is undoubtedly the greatest wizard in the world, both in terms of magical abilities and charisma. Would you like some pork chops, Matthew?"

While they were talking, the golden plate on the long table was already 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, ketchup......

The Slytherin students around me have already started.

Vincent Crabbe picked up two sausages, and Gregory Goyle grabbed four chicken legs with both hands, so it's no wonder they were so big at such a young age.

Matthew poked a pork chop in front of him with his fork, and his eyes swept over a circle of various potatoes.

To be honest, the taste is so-so.

Sure enough, you can't expect too much from British cuisine.

However, it is better to be full in quantity.

At this moment, several screams came from the surrounding students.

Most of them were sent by first-year freshmen, because on the wall behind them, there were suddenly twenty or so ghosts.

These translucent creatures slid down the auditorium, talking to each other about something.

Matthew was not surprised, for his gaze had been looking at the guest of honor as if nothing had happened.

He noticed that when the ghosts suddenly appeared, a look of displeasure was evident on Professor Grindelwald's face...... However, as Professor Rozier gave him half a grilled sausage, he quickly nodded to the other party with a smile on his face.

"Oops......" Draco Malfoy was suddenly a little out of breath.

Because a terrifying-looking ghost appeared beside him. Hollow eyes, emaciated face, and silver stains of blood on the robes......

The surrounding Slytherin students took a few steps back, including Prefect Gamma Farley.

Matthew slowly raised his head, because he found that this ghost was actually targeting himself.

"Hello, Sir?" said Matthew calmly, and if he was not mistaken, it was none other than Slytherin's resident ghost: Barrow the Bloody.

"Hello. The ghost frowned, "First-year freshman?"

"Yes, my name is Matthew, Matthew Wakefield. ”

"I'm sorry, I almost thought you were the new ghost!" Barrow the Bloody Man's voice was so soft that only Matthew could hear it.

With that, it passed through Matthew's body, which gave Matthew the terrible feeling that he had just been doused with a bucket of ice water.

"Are you alright?" asked Farley, who was on the side, with some concern.

Matthew took a few deep breaths: "It's okay......"

"It's best to stay away from ghosts in the future, it's not a comfortable thing to touch them, especially since Mr. Barrow has always had a strange temper. Farley said kindly.

"Well, thank you!"

......

The banquet continues.

Most of them have opened their bellies and filled their bellies.

Probably only Matthew, who seems to have a somewhat poor appetite.

The rest of the food disappeared from the plate, and the plate was as clean as ever.

But it didn't take long for the pudding to come up again.

Ice cream in all flavours, apple pie, syrup cake, chocolate muffin, jam doughnut, wine jam pudding, strawberry, jelly, rice pudding......

Matthew took a piece of syrup cake, and I have to say, the dessert tasted pretty good.

The classmates around him began to talk about family matters.

Clearly, Draco Malfoy was the central figure in the chat...... Many seniors came to him, surrounded him, and even complimented him.

It seems that even in this world, the Malfoy family is still second to none in the wizarding world.

Of course, not everyone is involved in this topic.

Matthew, for example.

And the girl with the surname Lestrange.

She walked towards Matthew, but her goal was a plate of rice pudding next to Matthew.

"I beg your pardon, do you still want to eat this plate of pudding?"

Only then did Matthew notice that she had long, waterfall-like silver hair, almost up to her waist. Her big blue eyes looked at Matthew, revealing a mouthful of white, neat teeth.

It's true that Matthew is the only one around who is still eating pudding.

"Okay, you can take it. Matthew handed the plate to the girl.

"Thank you, my friend and I loved this. ”

She carefully returned to her previous seat with her plate.

Matthew's gaze returned to the guest of honor.

Ten minutes later, the pudding was gone.

Professor Grindelwald stood up, and the auditorium fell silent again.

"Oh, now that everyone is well fed and drunk, I think there's something that needs to be said. Professor Grindelwald's voice was gentle, with a hint of unmistakable flavor.

"First of all, I am delighted to welcome a new teacher to our team, Professor Troca, who has agreed to fill the vacancy in Transfiguration!"

A sparse round of applause gradually rang out, and it was clear that after such a banquet, many people had little strength.

The pale-faced Professor Troka also stood up, bowing lightly in all four directions as well, grinning at the same time.

Matthew frowned.

Because he noticed that the canines of this Troka professor are very sharp!