HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro stopped what she was doing and paid attention to the woman in the pink skirt.

Blaise was also stunned, "This lady's clothes can be compared with Lockhart's Cupid."

"You have a vicious mouth," Avrodo glanced at the woman in the pink skirt, and then added, "Your eyes are also vicious. I agree with your point of view."

Otherwise, this lady is too 'dazzling'.

She stood in Moody's original position, and Avro guessed that she was the spy sent by the Ministry of Magic to contain Dumbledore.

Only then did Avro notice that Hagrid was also missing, and the original Professor Graplan was sitting in Hagrid's seat.

Where is Hagrid?

Avro cared a little, but not much. She didn't like Hagrid's status as a professor, and that was the most stupid thing Dumbledore had ever done.

Dumbledore's face looked as usual, showing no emotion or anger.

The woman in the pink skirt looked around and saw that everyone was still chatting in groups, so she coughed loudly twice and cleared her throat.

Everyone fell silent and the whispers died away.

Draco also frowned, full of surprise.

"Ahem." The woman in the pink skirt smiled broadly when she saw everyone looking at her. She held the Qiao without saying anything.

"..." Dumbledore looked at her and had no choice but to introduce him in advance, "This is our school's new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Umbridge."

Everyone clapped their hands listlessly, and there was sparse applause in the auditorium.

"Start now……"

"Yeah, Principal Dumbledore." Umbridge's voice was high-pitched and thin. Aphra looked at Blaise with a surprised expression, and Blaise's expression was also indescribable.

No one interrupted Dumbledore.

"It's great to be able to return to Hogwarts and see everyone's enthusiasm." As soon as Umbridge said this, the auditorium became even quieter.

The first-year students standing waiting to be sorted looked at each other, wondering whether Hogwarts would always have this atmosphere. Even the old students were surprised. Everyone in the college felt like they had eaten a booger-flavored Bibi Bean.

It's rare to see such a unified expression on everyone's faces.

"The Ministry of Magic believes that it is very important to educate young wizards. If you do not receive very detailed guidance and training, your talents will be wasted. Our advanced magical knowledge must be protected, supplemented and expanded."

These words were so boring that even with the blessing of Umbridge's sweet and high-pitched voice, they still made everyone drowsy.

Aphra knocked on the table unconsciously, listening to Umbridge's nonsense.

Professor Sprout lowered her head, covering her hands with her wide sleeves. In her sleeves, she was picking her fingers out of boredom.

Professor McGonagall knitted her eyebrows, as if she was going to sigh heavily from her nose in the next second.

Snape listened impatiently, with an expression as if he had eaten a fly, and his eyebrows were twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan".

"Presidents of Hogwarts should be innovative and upright, break through history, and focus on the future..."

Blaise clicked his tongue, lowered his head and played with his sleeves, patting them twice here and twice there.

Draco scratched his hair, his expression pained.

Daphne lowered her head, closed her eyes, staggered, and fell directly on Pansy's shoulder.

Astoria held her chin up and stared at the empty table, seeming to be deep in thought.

Theodore listened to a few words and then opened the book with a cold expression.

Harry's eyes were dull, and Ron beside him was already lying on the table, fast asleep.

It's just pitiful for the new students. They should have finished sorting their houses and sat down to enjoy the dinner, but now they can only stand in the middle of the auditorium, listening to Umbridge's speech.

Her speech can be described as listening to what you say, just like listening to a speech. It has no content and I don't know what she is going to say.

Avro knocked on the table irritably, not loudly, and only Blaise looked at her.

"What's the matter?" Blaise asked curiously, "Tired of hearing this?"

"Yes," Avro narrowed her eyes, "Did the Ministry of Magic send her here just to annoy us? She wants to interfere with Hogwarts. This long paragraph is too cryptic, and few students are willing to listen. "

"Well...but you listened." Blaise said.

"I want to hear how she worded it..." Avro rubbed her brows.

"I think she should condense it a bit and only need to emphasize her identity as an official of the Ministry of Magic and mention that Hogwarts needs to change and innovate... Is she talking so cryptically for so long just to make Dumbledore understand?"

"..." Blaise touched his chin, "Oh, really, she is from the Ministry of Magic?"

"Look, there are many people who are completely unaware." Avro spread her hands.

Umbridge deliberately chose to speak before the sorting ceremony and interrupted the principal's speech. Wasn't it just to act as a deterrent?

However, her method didn't work for the students. On the contrary, the students would only hate her more and more.

Avro thought that if she was from the Ministry of Magic, she would come to Hogwarts not to make enemies of all the students, but to win people's hearts.

The sorting ceremony began. Blaise took advantage of this gap and said to Avro with a playful smile, "My sleeve seems to be torn. Can you help me take a look?"

"Why, don't you know how to repair it yourself?" Avro was unmoved and asked calmly.

"...Help me take a look." Blaise thought to himself, why didn't she follow the routine?

"Don't look." Avro didn't look back and looked directly at the freshmen.

"Let me beg you!"

Avro raised her eyebrows and turned around, "Let me take a look." She turned up Blaise's sleeves, and a line was exposed.

……

She seemed to have guessed what was inside.

Avro pulled the thread, and a necklace appeared in front of her.

"It's a school gift for you." Blaise smiled slightly, thinking he had got it.

"..." Avro forced a smile, "Wow, what a surprise."

She took the necklace and said, "How come I've never heard of such a thing as a school gift?"

"Don't worry, it's just a pretext." Blaise waved his hand and laughed so hard, "Can you reward me with a kiss?"

Avro raised her eyebrows. Did he have water in his brain? Is the water level in Black Lake declining this year because water got in his brain?

"Are you okay?" Avro asked worriedly.

"..." Blaise was silent.

Avro chuckled, she took Blaise's hand and pressed a kiss on the back of his hand, "Okay, let's go have your meal."

Blaise cheered up and smiled.

Others were in a less wonderful mood.