Hogwarts Blood Curse Martial Arts

Hermione looked at the Slytherin table. Goyle and Crabbe still hated Harry unabashedly, and seven or eight students had already left there.

"It seems that the Sorting Hat's warning came too late." Hermione shook her head and said, "I wonder if it has issued a warning before?"

"Yes, yes." The almost headless Nick immediately said, leaning his head towards Hermione through Seamus. "The Sorting Hat feels it has a moral obligation to issue appropriate warnings to the school if it feels that—"

Before it could finish its words, Professor McGonagall's dissatisfied look pierced him, scaring him so much that he pressed his fingers to his lips and sat up straight pretending to be serious.

No one in the auditorium was talking to each other anymore, everyone was concentrating on watching the sorting ceremony.

"Euan Abercrombie."

"Gryffindor!"

One by one, the freshmen sat on the stools according to the order of the list, were assigned to different colleges, and then received warm applause from their classmates.

Finally, Rose Zeller was sorted into Hufflepuff, Professor McGonagall left with the hat and stool, and Dumbledore stood up at this moment.

"Welcome to our new students." Dumbledore opened his arms and said with a bright smile: "Welcome! Welcome to our old students - welcome back!"

Then, he announced that exchange students and visiting professors will come here this year, details of which will be announced in two weeks.

As for the long-term leave of absence of the two Naama professors, it naturally aroused a lot of discussion among students. What Hermione couldn't imagine was that in addition to being concerned about Caitlina's whereabouts, the students would also be concerned about whether Chen Bin would continue to teach at the school.

When he was around, all the students wanted to beat him up with their faces covered; when he would come back, the students missed his presence.

What frustrates the students the most is that all outdoor activities have also been suspended, including the mock battles that everyone loves, but no reason was given.

At the end, under the expectant eyes of the students, Dumbledore finally announced: "Everyone, let's have a hearty meal!"

The students recognized Dumbledore's speech with laughter and applause.

Countless fragrant delicacies suddenly fell from the sky.

Hermione felt a little uncomfortable when she saw that the five long tables were suddenly piled with large pieces of beef, pies, plates of vegetables, bread, jam and jugs of pumpkin juice.

When she entered school, she liked the food here the most, even more delicious than the food in high-end restaurants. However, during the summer vacation when she was entering third grade, she also ate French meals at Chateau Nama every day. After experiencing authentic Chinese cuisine during the summer vacation, she finally understood why Chen Bin never cared about the three meals at Hogwarts. interest.

Ron grabbed a plate of ribs and gnawed wildly like a starving ghost reincarnated, and Harry's eating appearance was not much better than him.

Hermione continued the topic: "Nick, the hat has issued warnings before?"

"Oh, right." Nick stopped watching Ron eat the baked potato and looked at Hermione and said, "I have heard the Sorting Hat give several warnings before, always saying that it sensed that the school would be in great danger. Of course, Its warning is the same every time: unite and maintain internal stability."

"@#%$\u0026*...?" Ron's mouth was full of food, and no one could hear what he said clearly.

Then, Ron and Harry began to discuss the credibility of the hat with Nick.

Hermione no longer paid attention to what they said, and connected the crises in her mind. Fudge sent people to infiltrate Hogwarts, Goyle and Crabbe's hatred, seven to eight Slytherin students did not come back, the return of the Fordemort...

She always felt that the current peace was just an illusion. The magical society has always been divided into multiple factions. There are those who believe in pure blood supremacy, those who believe in Muggle peace, those who are dark forces who want to overthrow the Ministry of Magic, and those who are defenders of order who want to maintain the current situation.

The strangest thing is that they are not united and even conflict with each other. For example, Dumbledore, who prefers to live in peace with Muggles, does not discriminate against any blood, maintains the existing order, and fights against the rule of the mysterious man with all his strength. However, he was at odds with Fudge, who was also a defender of order, and he was on the same side as Lucius Malfoy, a pure-blood supremacist.

There are also various high-status wizards who are not black and white, and even have conflicting ideas.

Therefore, Hermione will no longer be as naive as before, only believing that the world is black and white, even if there are hostile forces among the white forces, such as Fudge and Dumbledore. This summer newspapers also reported on their breakup almost every day.

"Well, since we are all digesting an extremely rich and delicious meal, I ask everyone to be quiet for a while and listen to me talk about the precautions for the new semester as usual."

When Dumbledore's voice sounded, Hermione realized that her classmates had already eaten and drank enough, and all the food on the table had disappeared.

Dumbledore announced precautions as usual, such as prohibiting students from entering the Forbidden Forest, administrator Filch strictly prohibiting students from performing magic in the corridors, etc.

"This year, we have another change in our teaching staff. We are very pleased to welcome Professor Delacour and Professor Umbridge to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Delacour will teach first to fourth years, and Professor Umbridge will teach fifth to seventh graders."

The boys burst into cheers, almost all shouting: "Furong! Furong! Furong!"

The girls' eyes were rolled out to the sky, and Umbridge's face on the stage was also very ugly. No one took her seriously at all.

Dumbledore was announcing the selection of the Quidditch team, and Professor Umbridge started acting evil.

She cleared her throat first, stood up under everyone's puzzled looks, and was about to give a speech.

Many teachers and students were also laughing secretly. This woman obviously didn't understand the rules of Hogwarts.

"Thank you, Headmaster." Professor Umbridge said with a fake smile, "Thank you for such a warm welcome."

The high-pitched female voice, with a pretentious girlish charm, made the students' hairs stand on end.

She cleared her throat again and continued, "Well, I must say, it's great to be back at Hogwarts!"

She grinned, showing her fangs, and said, "It's so good to see these happy little faces looking up at me!"

Hermione felt a little nauseous after hearing this. She looked around and saw everyone either rolling their eyes or making signs of vomiting.

"I eagerly hope to get to know you all soon. I believe we will become very good friends!"

Umbridge cleared her throat and said in a serious tone: "The Ministry of Magic has always believed that educating young wizards is a very important matter. Some of the precious talents you are born with will not be acquired under careful and careful guidance. Cultivation and training may lead to nothing. The ancient skills unique to the magical world must be passed down from generation to generation, otherwise they will disappear. The precious treasure trove of magical knowledge accumulated by our ancestors must be cultivated by those who are fortunate enough to engage in noble pursuits. They are protected, supplemented and perfected by those in the education profession.”

She paused and bowed slightly to the other professors, but no one returned her bow.

However, she didn't care and continued to promote: "The previous principals of Hogwarts have made innovations when shouldering the important task of managing this famous historical school. This is completely appropriate, because if there is no progress, it will stagnate. will decline. However, at the same time, the practice of progress for the sake of progress should never be encouraged. Our traditions have been tempered for many times and often do not need clumsy revisions. A balance must be achieved between the old and the new. Between permanence and change, between tradition and innovation..."

The students were all whispering, whispering, giggling, and the auditorium was noisy.

Qiu Zhang was chatting with her friends; Luna took out a magazine to read; Ernie Macmillan was watching Umbridge practicing her out-of-body experience... In short, except for Hermione, no student was listening carefully. .

“…Because some changes have achieved good results, while other changes will be found to be poor decisions in due course. At the same time, some old habits will be retained, which is understandable, and some habits have become obsolete. , must be abandoned. Let us continue to move forward and enter a new era of enlightenment, efficiency and reasonableness, resolutely maintain what should be maintained, improve what needs to be improved, and abandon what we should ban.

The pink witch finally sat down.

With Dumbledore taking the lead, other professors also clapped, but most of them only clapped twice to give Dumbledore face.

Dumbledore stood up again, first thanked the Pink Witch for her inspiring speech, and then announced to everyone the selection of the Quidditch team.

"It is indeed very enlightening." Hermione said in a low voice: "It can explain a lot of problems."

"Really?" Harry said in surprise. "It sounds like a lot of nonsense to me."

"There's something important hidden in the nonsense." Hermione then explained seriously.

"Progress for the sake of progress should never be encouraged" and "Abandon what we should prohibit", combined, is the Ministry of Magic meddling in Hogwarts.

After she said a few words, Dumbledore had announced the disbandment of all teachers and students in the school.

Hermione jumped to her feet, looking alarmed. "Ron, we're supposed to be giving directions to the first years!"

"Oh, that's right," said Ron, apparently forgetting his responsibility. "H-hey, all of you! Little ones!"

"Ron!" Hermione said dissatisfied.

"Well, that's right, they are so young..."

"I know, but you can't call them little ones! - first-year students!" Hermione shouted to the other side of the table majestically and domineeringly like Professor McGonagall: "Please go this way. !”

After the new students were led to their dormitories, Hermione and Ron immediately returned to the common room to discuss it with Harry.

"What's that woman doing here?" Hermione said warily.

"It must have been Fudge who sent her to seize power, right?" Ron guessed.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione rolled her eyes at him and said dissatisfied: "How could Delacour be Fudge's subordinate? You just said she is a spy of the French Ministry of Magic."

Ron and Harry looked at each other and immediately understood that their brain circuits were different from Hermione's.

"How do you think she passed the recruitment process?" Hermione continued to ask.