Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 509 Banquet and Official Announcement

"Harry, long time no see!" Nick shook his head and laughed heartily.

He looked very excited.

Obviously relying on only a thin layer of skin can't support this kind of action, Nick's head hanging around his neck almost fell off again when he didn't pay attention.

Harry and Ron, Hermione waved her wand to clean up the water on each other's bodies, and asked Nick tentatively, "What happened? You look very happy!"

"You should know, right? Harry... the Top Ten Tournament! Hogwarts hasn't been this lively for a long time... Ten magic schools, Hogwarts has finally returned to its former glory and become the center of the wizarding world..."

"What makes me even more happy is that Patrick is begging me now, hoping to let me talk to Dumbledore and let their ghost headhunters perform a performance before the start of the Top Ten Tournament..."

"Will you agree?"

Harry remembered that Nick had always wanted to join this ghost hunter team, and he was very resentful and unhappy about it.

"Ha! Of course... no!"

Nick let out a cry, and his head bounced three inches above his neck, keeping it from rolling to the ground just under the unbroken skin.

The ghost adjusted its head in a panic, fixed it with the round collar, and then hurriedly sat down.

"I won't speak for that arrogant guy...not to mention that this is our Hogwarts event...he has nothing to do with a ghost!"

"Really??" Harry answered Nick's words.

"Whirlwind clean!"

"Quick drying!"

After pouring out the stagnant water from the sneakers, and cleaning the mud off each other with Hermione and Ron, Harry finally sat down and looked towards the staff table.

Exactly as he had heard from the MacGuffin.

A fat, bald, very pudgy little old man was chatting happily with Professor Dumbledore.

Dumbledore still wore the same brown wig and beard, and the gorgeous dark green robe showed many stars and moons, glowing with fluorescent light.Long brown hair and long beard, and this outfit makes him look much younger,

Sitting next to them was Snape Severus!
The original Potions professor, he was Harry's least favorite person.

Although he said he took in Sirius, he didn't reveal the secret of Black, Harry's godfather, which changed Harry's impression of this guy a lot.

But just like water and fire, dogs and cats, the big white goose at the west of the village and the bully at the east of the village... There are always two things in the world that are incompatible.

From this point of view, Snape and Harry are undoubtedly the two ends of the magnetic pole, they will never be able to look at each other pleasingly.

For example, now... Snape's sallow face was originally extremely gloomy, but now this guy's face was flushed, and there was a triumphant look on his face.

Of course Harry knew what the guy was happy about.

Snape's long-cherished wish for many years finally came true, and he became a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

This particularly upset Harry.

He couldn't imagine... how he would be treated by Snape in this subject that he liked best and was best at.

Thinking of all the difficulties in Potions class, Harry felt extremely uncomfortable.

In addition, there are suddenly many more vacant seats on the faculty table this year.

Professor Trelawney was not present as usual, Professor McGonagall was probably dealing with Peeves in the foyer trying to break in and throw the water polo, and Hagrid was probably taking the little wizard on that kind of magical boat... It was difficult to cross the lake in this extremely bad weather.

Not even the Herbology teacher, the head of Hufflepuff's...Professor Sprout.

Only Professor Sinistra from the astronomy class and the little guy... Professor Flitwick, who has goblin blood, was talking about something.

Without waiting long, Professor McGonagall and Hagrid walked in with a large group of drenched little wizards.

"Harry, Harry!"

"Look...that's my brother!"

A voice sounded across from Harry.

It was Colin Creevey, a third-year student and die-hard Harry's Club fan.

"Hello, Colin!" Harry handled it carefully, not to attract Colin's attention.

Following Colin's finger, Harry looked at the freshman line...it was a...very short boy, and he was wearing a moleskin coat, which belonged to Hagrid.

The eyes of the two little boys met, and they were very excited for each other.

With Colin pointing the finger at Harry,
The little boy's eyes... also stared at the scar on Harry's forehead, and his expression became even more agitated.

Harry hurriedly looked away, he was afraid that this little guy was just like his brother... a die-hard fan of Harry's club, if this little guy pounced directly, it would be a big fun.

Perhaps because the freshmen were shivering from the cold, the sorting ceremony proceeded quickly.

After the sorting hat split the 'big mouth' and twisted the brim of the hat and sang the song that took a year to make up, the sorting ceremony began.

All the freshmen were quickly assigned to the four colleges.

Colin's younger brother, the little guy named Dennis Creevey was also assigned to Gryffindor.

He sat down next to his brother and said excitedly in a high-pitched voice, "Colin, you don't know... I fell into the lake, it was so enjoyable... Something in the water caught me and threw me back on the boat!"

"Cool! That's a giant squid... I heard that Harry and the others saw that guy go crazy before, or that Headmaster Dumbledore restrained him... right? Harry, have you seen it?"

"Dennis, Dennis, look...he is Harry!"

"Harry Potter! Are you the great Harry Potter? I always listen to my brother..."

The two brothers sang together, very loudly.

Harry almost crouched under the table.

Fortunately, as I said before, the sorting ceremony was very fast this time. When the senior students next to me waved their wands to dry the first-year students, the sorting ceremony was over.

Professor Dumbledore stood up.He looked at all the students with a smile, and opened his entire arms, as if he wanted to embrace this extremely huge and spacious auditorium.

"I thought you might wonder why I've gotten younger... It's a very interesting story..."

Dumbledore laughed happily, scratching his head, as if he wanted to do something.

At this time, Professor McGonagall coughed twice very seriously, as if to remind him of something.

"...Uh, okay! I guess you just want to hear me tell you..."

He clapped his palm.

- clap, - clap!

"Let's eat!"

All Jin Guangyuyu's dishes on the five long tables... were all filled with food.

The little wizards were all cold and hungry, and without talking nonsense, they filled their plates with food and began to feast on it.

"Where's MacGuffin Albert?" Sir Nick looked at Harry sadly and enviously. Ron and the others munched... swallowed their food, and asked after a while when they found a question.

Colin on the opposite side also reacted. He swallowed a roasted wing with great difficulty, and then asked, "Yes, where is Albert? Why didn't you see him..."

A little wizard next to him said in great surprise, "Creevey, haven't you read the newspaper? McGuffin Albert is hospitalized—"

"Isn't it? I heard this lunatic attacked the Ministry of Magic!!"

"No, no, he was imprisoned in the prison of Azkaban, and it is said that Fudge personally ordered him to be torn apart by those werewolves!"

--puff!

"what?"

Harry, Ron and the others almost spit out the half-chewed food in their mouths.

Such news—where did they hear it!

The Creevey brothers were so frightened that they dropped the fried chicken legs on the dinner plate.

"What's going on?" Nick was shocked, and the original translucent color almost turned into that pale, pale solid color.

Afterwards, Harry and Ron worked hard for a long time to convince some junior wizards that these words were rumors, and they explained the truth of the matter——McGuffin Albert was the victim of the incident at the Ministry of Magic a few days ago. He was temporarily hospitalized and could not attend the opening party to welcome new students.

The following topic quickly brought people together to what happened to the Ministry of Magic a few days ago.

"I heard...that person...the mysterious man really appeared, right? Harry...how do you want to defeat that guy this year!" Colin shouted.

Shirley, what is this called! !
What do I want to beat this guy.

This made Harry stunned, thinking of his second year... that arrogant and unlucky Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Gerald Lockhart.

He was embarrassed for a while, and felt that the eyes of all the little wizards around him were focused on him again.

Colin curiously asked Harry, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Harry looked away, staring intently at the plate of roast meat in front of him.

Colin's words frightened the little wizards around. Although they have been more or less able to hear traces of mysterious people or black magic at the end of the farewell party in recent years, they are somewhat used to it, but this kind of crow's mouth prophecy is still annoying to everyone.

Even a ghost.

Nick hurriedly interrupted, talking about the fact that the party was almost canceled because of Peeves' trouble.

"...Bloodman Barrow disagreed with Peeves' proposal to attend the banquet...So this guy made a big fuss in the kitchen, almost flooding the place, and all the dishes and ready-made food were thrown on the wall and on the floor...The house-elves were at a loss...In the end, everything was back on track under Professor McGonagall's arrangement..."

"By the way, Hermione!" Nick said suddenly, turning his head to Hermione and said seriously, "You won't be doing your elf rescue activity again this time, will you?"

"They still hold a grudge against you!"

Harry and Ron, and many of the older Gryffindors on the side, sneered, thinking of Hermione's House-Elf Liberation Front to save the house-elves...and the elves turned against her.

Hermione tugged at her short hair angrily, her eyes fixed on the glass of fruit milk soup in front of her, and she didn't refute Nick's words.

This made Harry and Ron a little worried. They looked at each other and confirmed the guess in their hearts. Hermione would definitely not give up.

The heavy rain hit everything outside the auditorium intensively, and the tall, dark windows were illuminated by lightning every once in a while, and then they were able to take this opportunity to see...the water was slowly pouring down from the glass.

The rain is getting more and more urgent, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

Looking up -

On the magic ceiling... it rained heavily, as if the water from the black lake was moved to the sky... directly from there.

The rain fell on the ceiling of the auditorium like a torrent, and the rain fell with the height... Gradually disappeared, and it didn't really fall on their heads.

Harry looked down and saw that the main meals (roast meat, potatoes, spaghetti, steamed dumplings...) on the dinner plate disappeared, and the dessert was filled again in the blink of an eye.

After the dim sum pie, the table was cleared of crumbs.

Professor Dumbledore stood up again, as in previous years, he began to say with a smile, "...the administrator Filch asked me to tell you that a few more items have been added to the prohibited items in the castle this year. They are screaming yo-yos, toothed flying saucers, and combo darts. The entire list includes 430 seven items, which can be seen in Mr. Filch's office...Please pay attention to this..."

"As before, I want to remind everyone that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, and students under the third grade are not allowed to visit the village of Hogsmeade... By the way, the Froome couple of [Honeydukes] will suspend their business for a year to recover... If there are students who need to buy magic candies, they can go to [Three Broomsticks] to make a reservation... and then go to buy it next time..."

"Also, I'm pleased to announce that we have a new faculty member...Professor Slughorn. I think some of your students should have heard of my old colleague..."

Slughorn stood up, nodding, his bald head gleaming.

"...he will be the Potions teacher!"

The young wizards in the auditorium were talking about it.

And Harry and Ron had sullen faces, and they already knew about this.

"Of course, you also know...Professor Snape, who originally taught this course, will become the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Dumbledore took the lead in clapping, but unfortunately, even Slytherin was shocked by the news and didn't applaud at a loss, so only a few professors on the rostrum were applauding solitary, which looked very desolate.

So the professors put down their hands knowingly.

"Although I don't know why Professor Dumbledore granted Snape's wish... But it's good... We only need to endure it for a year, and Snape will leave Hogwarts!" Harry said angrily to Ron.

Ron was not so optimistic, "What's the difference...Maybe he'll become a Potions professor again! After all, that old man looks too old...He probably only stayed here at the request of Dumbledore...Professor for a year or two."

Then Dumbledore raised his voice and announced,
"I regret to tell you that we will not hold the House Cup Quidditch match this year... As for the reason..."

"I think many of you already know..."

"We will hold a large-scale event... starting in October and lasting the entire school year, occupying a lot of teachers' time and energy, and even occupying some space in Hogwarts Castle, causing you all some inconvenience and trouble... But I believe that this grand event will become a rare experience in your life, and it will add a lot of fun to you this semester!"

"I am very happy to announce to everyone that this year - Hogwarts will hold the Top Ten Tournament!"

(End of this chapter)