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"Although I haven't heard it for many years..." Umbridge turned to look at Dumbledore and raised her eyebrows, "But I can still hear that this year is a little bit..." It's off topic, isn't it? I don't remember when this dirty hat had the task of giving advice to the school. To be honest, maybe we should change to a more suitable hat, not something fancy, just a little more normal."
"This is a treasure left by the founders to the school. I think we should cherish it more." Dumbledore chuckled: "Normally, the Sorting Hat is only responsible for describing the values of the four houses of Hogwarts. Different qualities, as well as its own tasks for sorting students into houses, but there are exceptions. When Hogwarts faces a major crisis or danger, it feels that it has a moral responsibility to warn the school..."
" We are safe now!" Umbridge emphasized sharply, "There has never been a safer era in history than now. The Ministry of Magic has curbed the goblin rebellion, and the Ministry of Magic has controlled the scope of activities of dark wizards. Under his wise leadership, we won the Wizarding War."
"I don't deny these..." Dumbledore didn't seem to care about the great achievements she was talking about, and just took a sip from the goblet! After a while, before she could continue speaking, she interrupted softly, "The sorting has begun."
Professor McGonagall, who was standing in front, cleared her throat, glanced down at the parchment in her hand, and read loudly: "Euan Abercrombie!"
It was one of the people who fell into the water. Unlucky boy, the little boy was a little flustered and stumbled forward. He put the hat on his head. The Sorting Hat considered for a moment and announced loudly: "Gryffindor!"
With the applause of welcoming the new students Four long tables came and went, and the line of first-year students shortened little by little. When the last little carrot named Rose Zeller was sorted into Hufflepuff, Dumbledore stood up with a smile on his face.
"Welcome to our new students, welcome to our old students, welcome back! I have a lot to say to you, but there is plenty of time for the speech, and it doesn't have to be now. Everyone, enjoy your meal. Let's go!"
The branching is over and the banquet begins.
The auditorium burst into appreciative laughter and applause. Delicious food suddenly fell from the sky. The long table was suddenly filled with large pieces of beef, pies, plates of vegetables, bread, jam and jugs of pumpkin juice. , the wooden table was overwhelmed and creaked and groaned.
The atmosphere at the dinner was a bit subtle. Whether it was professors or students, everyone's focus was on the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
A few years ago, Cornelius Fudge was appointed minister due to Dumbledore's strong recommendation, despite the criticism of many wizards. At that time, he had to be cautious when dealing with a case where dark magic items were rampant. When he met If there was any problem, he would immediately write to Dumbledore for advice. Occasionally he would be refuted at internal meetings of the Ministry of Magic, and he would even openly take out letters and act under Dumbledore's banner.
Once known as Dumbledore's yes-man.
Little wizards are not idiots who do their homework behind closed doors. On the contrary, a considerable number of students have subscribed to the Daily Prophet and have read every article about Dumbledore published there during the summer vacation. :
Rumors were published in public, suspected of brain failure and confusion...
The Wizengamot voted to dismiss, and the Ministry of Magic intended to take back the Order of Merlin that Dumbledore had received in his early years...
Weird temper , has a childish personality, and the famous therapist at St. Mungo's suspects that he suffers from Alzheimer's disease...
Any young wizard with normal intelligence can see that there is something wrong with the relationship between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic. In the past few days, The harmonious and friendly atmosphere of the year has long disappeared.
Loren enjoyed his steak and pork pie with relish, followed by a large plate full of the rich rice pudding that he once despised but now loved. Hermione tasted the dishes in small bites while eating. While observing the guest of honor seat. The professors at the guest table were divided into three groups. The four college deans and professors of the main subjects need no introduction. On the other side sat a group of professors from elective courses, astronomy professor Aurora Sinister, and flight instructor Mrs. Huo Qi. As well as school nurse Madam Pomfrey and other staff, all the wizards were also surprised by Umbridge's appointment. They sat together and looked at her while enjoying the banquet.
Two of them had the most obvious gazes. One was Professor Hagrid from the Care of Magical Creatures class. His eyes were so big that almost no one could ignore them. One is Dean Snape of Slytherin, whose dark eyes are cold and chilling.
Loren scraped off the rice grains on the plate, bit his spoon thoughtfully, and lowered his voice and said to Hermione next to him: "It is known that there are three forces, Hogwarts, Death Eaters and magic. Ministry, ask, who is the real fool?"
Hermione didn't answer, but she couldn't help but choose the answer in her heart, and subconsciously glanced at the pink figure at the guest of honor.
Loren understood the look in her eyes, happily took a spoonful of broth and tasted it with gusto.
After eating and drinking, the sound in the auditorium gradually became noisy. At this time, Dumbledore stood up again: "Okay, since we are digesting another extremely rich meal, I ask everyone to be quiet for a while and listen to me as usual. Let's talk about the things to note in the new semester... No magic is allowed in the corridors during class breaks, and there are many other rules, all listed on that long list..."
Except for the freshmen who have just entered, all other students are There was no reaction, and the loudest cheers came from George and Fred.
Euan Abercrombie, who just joined, tilted his head. These two red-haired twin brothers are so positive...
"We are also happy to introduce our Defense Against Dark Arts. The new teacher of the art class, Professor Dolores Umbridge!"
"Oh, thank you, thank you to the principal for such a warm welcome speech, and thank you to the students for their applause..."
Umbridge smiled brightly and thanked the sparse applause. Regardless of everyone's secretly laughing expressions, she began to speak in a high-pitched voice: "I eagerly hope to get to know you all as soon as possible. I believe we will become very good friends... …I not only hold this teaching position in my personal capacity, I also bring the ardent expectations of the Ministry of Magic. Minister Fudge has long been looking forward to the progress and innovation of Hogwarts, and looking forward to cultivating more outstanding talents here. Talent..."
The entire speech lasted for more than ten minutes and was full of twisted and awkward words. The little wizard's attention quickly became distracted and his eyes were dull. Some students shook their heads and began to whisper to each other, while others began to fall asleep, their heads moving little by little on the dining table, and few people listened to what she said.
It wasn't until the end of the speech, when Dumbledore took the lead in applauding, that the students reacted and followed with polite but not very enthusiastic applause.
"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, your speech is very enlightening." Dumbledore nodded towards her, turned to look at the students, and said loudly, "One last thing , the selection of the Quidditch team will begin this Friday!"
The auditorium was silent for a moment, and the deafening cheers suddenly broke out, almost dispersing the dark clouds above the dome.
(End of this chapter)