A Hogwarts dissertation guide

The sorting ceremony was quickly completed, and it seemed that everyone couldn't wait to enjoy dinner.After all, they had been jolting on a cold train all day and got caught in the rain later in the evening. Even though the fire in the auditorium was burning brightly, they were still covered in water.

Ron and Harry took off their shoes and poured out the water, but the stench of a day's sweat combined with the smell of rain...

The little wizards around covered their noses.

Harry and Ron also spread their hands helplessly. In the end, Hermione muttered several words to clean their shoes before they could barely accept it.

Hermione sat in her seat, staring at the empty seat next to Dumbledore.He didn't even pay attention to what Colin Corrivet and Harry said.

But fortunately, before Dumbledore gave his speech for the new school year, Edward felt the castle. He entered the auditorium through the foyer, his steps unhurried, as if everything was so correct - but everyone's eyes were focused on him.

But this did not put any pressure on Edward. He calmly walked to the staff table and took his position.

"Sorry, I have something to do and am a little late." Edward and Dumbledore said, just loud enough for the other teachers on the staff table to hear.

"It's okay, you can still make it in time for dinner." Dumbledore said with a smile, "And you're not the only one who's late. Alastor said he encountered some trouble on the way, so dinner doesn't have to wait for him."

"That's good." Edward nodded and put the tall pointed hat aside.

At the four principal's tables, the first-year wizards who had just been sorted into houses were discussing the identity of the man sitting next to Dumbledore.

Edward looked too young, not even as mature as some 7th grade seniors.

Dumbledore stood up. The moment he stood up, the auditorium became quiet, except for the sound of rain outside the window.

He looked at all the classmates with a smile, opened his arms in a welcoming gesture, "I only have two words to say to you," he said, and his rich voice echoed in the auditorium, "Eat!"

The empty plate was immediately filled with food magically, and the first-year students looked at it curiously. Even if some people were born into wizard families, such a scene was definitely not common.

The students enjoyed their dinner, and the new students settled in quickly.

The heavy rain pounded heavily on the high, dark windows.There was another burst of thunder, rattling the glass windows, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the hazy ceiling, illuminating the golden plate. The remaining food on the plate disappeared and was filled with desserts in the blink of an eye.

After a while, the desserts were also swept away, the last crumbs on the plate disappeared, and the plate became clean and shiny again.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up again, and the buzzing voices in the hall suddenly stopped, and only the beating of the strong wind and heavy rain could be heard.

"Okay," Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Now that we have eaten and drank enough, I must ask everyone's attention again and I have a few announcements to make."

"Mr. Filch, the caretaker, would like me to tell you that this year, there are several more items banned in the castle. They are screaming bludgers, toothed flying saucers and combo boomerangs. The entire list includes approximately 430 seven items. , can be seen in Mr. Filch’s office, and interested parties can check it out.”

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times, obviously he didn't think anyone would be interested in this thing.In fact, apart from the Weasley twins, few would offend Filch, let alone bring contraband into the castle.

He continued, "As before, I would like to remind everyone that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest on the other side of the venue, and in Hogsmeade, no students below the third grade are allowed to visit."

"I would also like to inform you with great regret that there will be no Quidditch matches this year."

"what?"

A voice that almost everyone heard sounded, it was Harry, and he could hardly believe what he heard - the Quidditch match was about to be suspended! ?

His beloved Quidditch was about to be cancelled?

"Yes, Mr. Potter," Dumbledore looked at Harry with a smile and continued, "This is because a large-scale event will start in October and last throughout the school year, occupying a lot of teachers' time and energy. — but I’m sure you’ll all have a lot of fun doing it. I’m very pleased to announce that this year at Hogwarts —”

At this moment, there was a deafening thunder, and the door of the auditorium was banged open.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black traveling cloak.Everyone in the auditorium turned their heads to look at the stranger. Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the ceiling, and then everyone took a breath of air.

The lightning illuminated the man's face extremely vividly. It can be said that most people have never seen such a miserable face. It was like ears carved out of a piece of rotten wood, and the carver should have a human face. He only has a vague concept and is not very good at using a carving knife.Every inch of skin on that face seemed to be scarred, the mouth was like a large, crooked gash, the nose should have been raised where it should have been, and the most frightening thing about this man were his eyes.

One of his eyes is small, black and shiny.But the other one was huge, round like a coin, and a vivid bright blue—like a fake eye.

Those are indeed fake eyes!

Because that eye almost never stops, moving up, down, left, and right, back and forth, almost never focusing on the eye next to it.

It even turned directly to the back of its head, revealing the huge whites of its eyes to the students.

He walked up to Dumbledore and held out a hand, which Dumbledore shook.

"Sorry, I was delayed a little bit on the way. It's all because of the damn heavy rain, but it's not too late, right?" He said with a smile, which made the scars on his face even more terrifying.His magic eye looked at Edward next to Dumbledore, which made Edward very unhappy.

"Watch your eyes, Alastor Moody." Edward said coldly. He raised his eyebrows, as if there was something familiar... he had smelled it from Nick Flamel.

"Don't be so cold. In the next year, you will be close colleagues." Dumbledore said with a smile. He motioned Moody to sit in the empty seat on his right, which was given to him early. reserved.

"Please allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom," Dumbledore happily broke the silence and said to the students in the auditorium, "Professor Alastor Moody."