Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 12 School Opening Dinner

Lockhart could see that this Ms. Susan in front of her was a complete nympho!

There is simply no cure!
His cheeks trembled, and he finally gave up humiliating himself in front of Hardy, and continued to discuss old Jack with the other passengers.

Even after the first express train turned back, he deliberately ran to the operating room at the front of the train, wanting to find Thomas, the conductor, to learn more about the situation.

"Stay away from me, you and that annoying woman from yesterday!" Facing Lockhart's chat invitation, Thomas squinted and yelled to refuse.

Yesterday's "Daily Prophet" reporter Rita Skeeter falsified the truth when interviewing him, which made Thomas' lungs almost explode.

God knows what kind of ambiguous image he and old Jack will appear in front of the public in tomorrow's "Daily Prophet"?

Being yelled at by Thomas made Lockhart feel aggrieved. When Hardy was busy maintaining order and coordinating the departure of the second express train, he didn't know where he went.

"Professor Ollivander, is this guy really your colleague? He really doesn't do anything serious!"

Susan complained in front of Hardy that Lockhart had caused her a lot of trouble just now.

Hearing this, Hardy shook his head helplessly, as if every person engaged in literary creation would have a weird temper or a habit that ordinary people could not understand.

I don't know what's going on, maybe this makes me look more artistic and philosophical?
In the afternoon, when the last small batch of young wizards who were about to enter Hogwarts boarded the third express train, Hardy and Lockhart's mission was successfully completed.

Under Susan's guidance, they went to the VIP compartment to rest, and accompanied the little wizards wandering around to carry out "ice breaking" activities, and went straight to Hogsmeade station.

Under the night, the moonlight is bright.

A huge and ancient medieval castle quietly sits beside a dense forest and a deep lake, shrouded in strange magic.

In the banquet hall of Hogwarts, thousands of burning candles are suspended in the air.

At the huge long rectangular table, students from the four houses including Gryffindor and Slytherin were already seated, talking about what they had seen during the summer vacation, filling the air with joy.

With a loud bang, Hagrid, who was the usher of the new students, pushed open the heavy solid wood door of the banquet hall, and led the curious and excited first-year wizards in one file at a time.

Hardy and Lockhart followed at the back of the crowd, avoiding unnecessary troubles caused by individual little wizards with road-crazy attributes.

After all, one Harry Potter and one Ron Weasley is enough for Hogwarts.

"Welcome, lovely children, you will spend the next seven wonderful years at Hogwarts."

Dumbledore, who was joking with Professor McGonagall, stood up slowly, and his wise eyes fell on the chattering little wizards through the half-moon glasses.

When Dumbledore began to host the start-to-term dinner, Hardy also looked up at the exquisite starry clouds above the hall.

According to his observation, it was also an interesting alchemy product, which was inlaid at the highest point of the hall as a whole.

With just a little bit of magical provocation, fantastic scenes such as dark clouds, thunderstorms, blazing sun and stars can be evolved, which is one of the things that Hardy wanted to disassemble and study most when he was a student.

It's a pity that he was severely stopped by his potions professor at the time several times.

At this moment, a sharp and gloomy gaze suddenly fell on Hardy, who was the Head of Slytherin, Professor Snape.

At this moment Snape was looking sullenly at Hardy, when the latter smiled kindly at him, Snape sneered and looked away.

"Professor McGonagall, I can't figure out why Hardy Ollivander should be taught at Hogwarts, and a new course should be taught for him."

Snape's impassive face was at odds with the cheerful atmosphere in the banquet hall. He turned his head to look at Filius Flitwick who was beside him. The performance is unforgettable.

"Ah...Professor Ollivander...he was a little impulsive when he was young, and he didn't look like a standard Ravenclaw, but it is obvious that he has matured a lot now."

Flitwick was wearing the brand-new suit Hardy sent a few days ago, and his palms kept rubbing back and forth on the smooth high-grade fabric.

"Professor Snape, this is all headmaster Dumbledore's decision. If you really feel that something is wrong, you can talk to the headmaster alone. I think the headmaster will give you the answer you want."

Professor McGonagall nodded in relief when he saw that the little wizards in the first grade were looking forward to the upcoming Hogwarts school life under the encouragement of Dumbledore.

In her hand, lay a lace handkerchief painted with delicate flower clusters.Undoubtedly, that was also a "greeting" from Hardy a few days ago.

Seeing that Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were not paying much attention to their protest, Snape was silent for a short while.

He keenly noticed Professor Flitwick's new suit and Professor McGonagall's new lace handkerchief, and some suspicions arose in his mind.

And this conjecture, after seeing the new hat on Professor Sprout's head, completely turned into ironclad evidence.

"Hardy Ollivander, a cunning fellow!"

Seeing that the deans of the three colleges had all received greetings from Hardy, Snape secretly reprimanded him.

He didn't continue to question Hardy, and watched the Sorting Hat being slowly lifted out with a blank expression.During the period, the eyes kept on staying on the gifts of the other three professors.

"Want to win people's hearts with greetings? What a clumsy technique! What's even more ridiculous... I don't know the truth that a hundred secrets cannot be separated..."

Snape secretly gave a "stupid" evaluation of Hardy's approach.

It's not because everyone has received a welcome gift, but he hasn't.

In the banquet hall, the dirty Sorting Hat began its own chant. It praised Hogwarts and the four great founders, and continued to sing several times when Dumbledore's attempted applause ended.

"Wonderful verses, moving songs!"

Finally, after a long wait, Dumbledore began to applaud, forcibly interrupting the performance of the Sorting Hat.

The sorting ceremony started as scheduled.

"Kakarot Jones...typical Gryffindor!"

With the Sorting Hat's shout after a short brew, the table where the Gryffindor House was located erupted in applause.

A chubby little wizard took off his sorting hat, and trotted towards Gryffindor, his body twisted like a monkey.

"Monkey Thompson...show me...Slytherin!"

"Jonathan Joestar, yes, yes, Hufflepuff is the best place for you!"

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The disturbing sorting ceremony was carried out in an orderly manner. When the last little witch walked towards Ravenclaw, Dumbledore raised his wand high.

"Next, the banquet begins!"

"Fill your bellies with delicious food on the table!"

With a wave of the magic wand, a large amount of food fell out of thin air on the empty white tablecloth, and the sweet and greasy aroma immediately flooded the banquet hall like a tide.

Chicken Salad, Grilled Prawn Souffle, Lamb Stew with Potatoes, Roast Lamb Saddle, Winter Solstice Pudding, Meiji Steak...

The knives and forks collided, the water glasses sang lightly, and every little wizard's face was filled with happy expressions.

Hardy and Lockhart greeted Dumbledore and the others in turn, and then each found their own seats and sat down.

"Professor Snape, nice to see you again."

Hardy smiled and looked at Snape on his left, trying to keep his tone as steady and normal as possible instead of falling into Snape's ears, as if saying, "Unexpected, right? I, Hardy, are back!"

"Professor Ollivander, I hope you can get familiar with your teaching job as soon as possible, and..."

Snape's eyes suddenly became deep and gloomy, and he stared closely at Hardy: "Don't cause trouble..."

(End of this chapter)