Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

"I'm fine, Professor McGonagall. Transfiguration is profound and profound, and it's not an Animagus."

Professor McGonagall patted Albert's back comfortingly, "If you think so, I feel relieved. Okay, let's go to the dinner quickly.

I'm not exaggerating, but Hogwarts sorting can't be done without me. "

After saying that, she giggled, and she walked with long strides, carrying the breeze, and the emerald green wizard cloak swayed with it.

…………

After Professor McGonagall finished reading the last name of the new student and the Sorting Hat sorted him into Hufflepuff, Dumbledore stood up and opened his hands as if to hug all the students in the auditorium.

For some reason, all the students in the auditorium, including Albert, felt a sense of peace in their hearts, as if Dumbledore was here, no matter how big the problem was, it would be resolved.

"Welcome!" said Dumbledore, the candlelight shining on his beard. "Welcome back to Hogwarts! I have a few things to tell you all, one of which is very important, so I thought it would be best to clarify this before your brains become muddled by your delicious feast..."

Dumbledore cleared his throat, and continued: "Our school has welcomed several dementors from Azkaban. They are sent by the Ministry of Magic to perform official duties. You must already know this, because they are very important to you. The Hogwarts Express conducted a search."

"They are stationed at every entrance to the school," Dumbledore continued. "I must make it clear that no one is allowed to leave the school while they are there. No tricks, tricks or disguises can fool the Dementors. ——Even including invisibility cloaks and disembodiment spells.

I'm glad that everyone is okay, but I must remind you that Dementors are under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic, and you are not allowed to harm them unless they attack you first..."

George and Fred shouted from below: "That's impossible, we won't hurt them, let alone hurt them!"

Although they were stating facts, the words coming out of their mouths had a comedic effect. The students in the auditorium all thought of the strange blue flames on the train and smiled knowingly, making the atmosphere much more relaxed.

Dumbledore also smiled: "Haha, that's right, so don't provoke them."

He added calmly, "It is not in the nature of Dementors to understand excuses and pleas for mercy. So I remind everyone here not to give them a reason to harm you. I hope that the prefects and our newly elected Head Boy and Girl will make sure that this is not done. A student has a run-in with a dementor.”

Dumbledore looked around, and finally landed on Albert. His wise eyes behind the half-moon glasses looked at Albert. He obviously knew what happened on the train.

“On a lighter note,” he continued, “I’m delighted to welcome two new teachers to our lineup this semester.”

"First, Professor Lupine, who readily agreed to fill the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

A few cold, sparse applause sounded in the auditorium.Only the students who were in the same compartment as Professor Luping on the train clapped more vigorously.

Lupine's clothes are much more decent now than in the original book, but two consecutive years of teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts have exhausted the students' patience. Now a new professor is introduced, who is still unknown, and almost everyone looks at him with suspicion. Look at Lupine.

There was one exception, and he sat at the staff table.

Snape was currently staring at Professor Lupin across the staff table, his thin, yellow face twitching slightly. The expression was not just anger, but simply hatred.

He recalled in his mind the scene when he was bullied by Lu Ping and four others when he was a student. His big hand under the black wizard robe trembled, and he could hardly restrain the desire to pull out the wand.

Fortunately, he held back in the end, otherwise, tomorrow's Daily Prophet's headline would be "Two professors got into a fight during the Hogwarts Sorting Ceremony, and the reason behind it was touching..."

"As for our second new teacher," Dumbledore waited for the sparse applause to welcome Professor Lupin to calm down before continuing, "I regret to tell you that our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, Professor Kettleburn He retired at the end of last semester in order to have more time to enjoy his old arms and legs.

However, I am pleased to announce that his position will be filled by none other than Rubeus Hagrid, who has agreed to take up the teaching post in addition to his duties as gamekeeper. "

Everyone clapped together, and the applause at the Gryffindor table was particularly enthusiastic.Hagrid's face turned red, his black beetle-like eyes looked down at his big hands, and his big smile was hidden behind his shaggy and tangled black beard.

Anyone who is familiar with Hagrid's character now knows why "The Monster Book of Monsters" appears on the book list. If it were based on Hagrid's temperament, the "ordinary" "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" would be unexpected.

Fortunately, Albert went to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore relatively early and reminded the clerk promptly. The students who followed him all learned how to deal with "The Monster Book of Monsters".

"Okay, there are so many important things." Dumbledore said, waving his wand, "Let's have a banquet!"

The gold plates and goblets suddenly appeared in front of the students and professors, filled with food and drink.

Albert was also very hungry. He ate some snacks at noon to fill his stomach. His stomach had already begun to protest. He suddenly envied Sander in the suitcase. At least he had prepared a lot of meat in it in advance. Hungry.

He also prepared carrots. The two vampires were tied tightly. In order not to starve to death, they could only accept carrots. They also hypnotized themselves over and over again, telling themselves that this is coagulated blood, this is coagulated blood. …

Just as Albert was about to start feasting, a whisper came from his ear. It was Dumbledore's old and powerful voice: "After the dinner, I came to my office. Because there were a lot less dementors, someone from the Ministry of Magic came to ask. Condition."

After saying that, Dumbledore stood up first, left the staff table, and returned to his office.

Albert was chewing the fragrant chicken drumstick in his mouth, thinking about how to deal with the officials of the Ministry of Magic.

Who will come?