Chapter 309: Hogwarts's honor

() The welcome dinner for this school year can be said to be as usual.
Not long after, the freshmen in this period, led by Professor McGonagall, walked uneasily to the teaching faculty and formed a long line honestly.
When Professor McGonagall placed the old school hat on the same old high stool, the conversation in the auditorium soon subsided.
This is the case for every freshman. They hold all kinds of moods and face the upcoming mysterious branch ceremony.
Under the light of many candlelights, the faces of the freshmen seemed a little too pale.
At this moment, the whole school teachers and students are waiting quietly-waiting for the sorting cap as in previous years, singing the opening ballot of the whole year like a tongue twister.
It has to be said that it is a bunch of clichés, not so much as to introduce the school history to the freshmen, but to recite Hogwarts' school history.
It twisted the head of the thread and twisted the brim, conveying what it should convey unconsciously, so that the new students could hear a little cloud and fog.
Fortunately, the song of the Sorting Cap soon ended.
"... So, let's branch out now!"
After singing the last sentence, the sorting cap returned to the original motionless state. Only its weird singing voice had the end, and it kept echoing in the quiet auditorium.
After that, the branch ceremony began without incident and ended without surprise.
"Welcome all the freshmen," Dumbledore stood up, smiling with open arms. "Of course, we also welcome all the old students! Although we do have something to announce, but it must not be now-everyone is happy Eat it! "
The welcome dinner has always been very rich, and all kinds of delicious dishes have appeared, presenting in a way of "stacking" instead of "arranging" in front of the little wizards.
Oh! Ok! Correct it-not just in front of the little wizards, but even on the teaching staff.
But even so, they thought something was missing.
For example, the vacant seat on the teaching staff seat is still unoccupied; for example, Hagrid's figure still does not appear in the auditorium.
After everyone had enjoyed the final dessert-those sweet syrupy fruit tarts, Dumbledore stood up again, making the little wizards quiet again.
As mentioned before, the ballads of the Sorting Hats are after all clichés, and what really works, we have to listen to the explanation of the greatest white wizard of our time.
"While everyone's stomach bag is working full and full for deliciousness, I would like to invite you to listen to me, as usual, about some considerations for the new semester."
"First-year freshmen need to know that the forbidden forest near the hunting ground cannot go in. On this point, I also want to reiterate that older students must also strive to keep in mind."
"Then, Mr. Filch, the administrator, asked me to remind you that the school rules that you need to follow in your study life are posted by the door of his office-the list is a bit long, but it is necessary to look at it."
"Furthermore, this year is quite special. There are three changes in our teaching team-"
Having said that, Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued with a solemn tone:
"Now, we welcome Professor Grapland back here, she will be your teaching for your" Protection of Magical Biology "-"
A rather lively applause rang from the long tables of the colleges. It seemed that Teacher Hagrid was indeed a failure. At least everyone would be more impressed by the professor Grapland who had taken the class.
After the applause subsided, Dumbledore continued:
"... We also welcome Professor Umbridge, who will be responsible for teaching your" Dark Magic Defense "class."
This time there is obviously less applause. I am afraid that more of them are a courtesy welcome. It seems that everyone does not like this "pink and tender" dressed "old girl".
"Finally, another new professor does not seem to be here, but I still—"
At that moment, he paused suddenly and turned to look at Professor Umbridge with a hint of inquiry.
Since she was standing and sitting, it wasn't much different, so no one really understood why Dumbledore stopped abruptly speaking.
At this time, everyone only heard Umbridge cleared her throat, and everyone realized that she had already stood up, and seemed to be planning to say something!
Dumbledore didn't show much surprise, he just nodded slightly, then sat back calmly in his chair, waiting peacefully for her to speak.
However, compared with Dumbledore, the faces of other teachers are mostly not very good-looking.
Professor Sprout raised his eyebrows straight, with a rather sorrowful expression; Professor McGonagall squeezed his lips tightly, and squeezed an "M" between his brows.
Of course, Snape is indispensable at this time, and now he smashed his tongue loudly, and his dissatisfaction overflowed with words.
The little wizards in the auditorium whispered, and even some students laughed secretly-this woman is too ignorant of rules?
"Ahem ..."
Umbridge didn't care about all this, a false smile appeared on her face, and the sound of talking only made people think of a cup of coffee filled with sugar, which was disgusting.
"Thank you for the warm introduction from the principal, but a teacher who will be absent even when meeting her students for the first time, I think that must be incompetent-"
"Crunch--"
Just as she interrupted Dumbledore's speech recklessly, the sound of the door of the auditorium suddenly being opened from the outside interrupted her relentlessly.
As the main entrance of the auditorium suddenly opened, the cold wind outside suddenly filled in, dissipating most of the warmth in the room.
When everyone in the auditorium looked towards the door, a not tall figure stepped into the auditorium calmly and steadily.
He didn't see any extra movements, but just a few steps after he entered the door, the door seemed to be pulled by some kind of invisible thread, and it automatically closed with a "creak".
"I heard that someone thinks I'm incompetent ... I can't think I didn't hear it! Do you mean it, Professor Umbridge?"
"Ma ... card?"
The little wizards were shocked. How could they never have thought that when they thought they might never see Maca again, he returned to Hogwarts in an incredible way!
"Maca is ... the new professor?" Hermione said with a half-opened mouth, sulking. "This--what's going on?"
"Maca? New professor? What is he playing? Am I dreaming?" Ron was stunned.
"He ... what is he going to teach us?" Harry was also incredibly authentic. "There have been new professors in the course of the protection of magical creatures and the black magic defense ... What else is there to change?"
The unexpected appearance of Maca made the entire auditorium hum after a silence.
Umbridge frowned slightly and looked at him subtly, with a questioning hum in his nose.
"This is the last new teacher of the school year? Oh hum--" She broke the noise in the auditorium with a little aristocratic laughter, "Principal, which college student is this? Actually like this Nonsense, I think I can still forgive ... after all, children are always ignorant, aren't they? "
Maca is the same age as Harry this year, and his physical appearance has not always been tall and mature. Judging by appearance alone, he is really just a fifth grader.
For Umbridge, who has been immersed in the workplace and climbing up by all means, she will ignore all information that is not useful for promotion.
To her, Maca looked just like a child with an abnormal brain.
However, at this time Dumbledore stood up again, calmly resuming his previously interrupted introduction, and continued again:
"Professor Umbridge, I want to clarify this point—" Dumbledore calmly said, "This is the ad hoc professor at the Durmstrand School of Magic, Mr. Maca McLean."
"In order to express the friendship between Hogwarts and Durmstrand, we have sent this outstanding teacher to our school ..."
"Since this academic year, Mr. McLean will replace Professor Bathsida Barbring as the teaching member of the school's ancient magic script class, everyone is welcome!"
Needless to say, the little wizards were shocked, and everyone's familiarity with Maca made them excited.
With regard to the "former classmate" of Maca, everyone gradually changed from innocence to curiosity, to jealousy, envy, fear, and admiration ...
A series of changes in perspective ~ EbookFREE.me ~ made the Maca in everyone's mind more and more "legendary", and finally settled in "numbness".
As if now, after a while of surprise, everyone applauds almost mechanically, and the strange expression of "Oh! This guy is starting again!" Emerges unabashedly.
The smirk on Umbridge's face was stiff, and she seemed unable to understand Dumbledore's words. The sharp voice penetrated the applause of the little wizards.
"... excellent teacher? Are you sure?" She said, "a child up to fifteen or six years old?"
"That's true," Dumbledore nodded his head seriously, "Mr. McLean has twice won the Best Potential Newcomer Award for" Today's Metamorphosis ", two" Silver Masters "annual silver awards, The "Magic" has published four academic explanations about ancient Runi, and ... "
"Not long ago, Mr. McLean just completed the honour ceremony of the 'Second Medal of the Sir Merlin'."
"I have to say that it is an honor for Hogwarts to have such an excellent teacher in our school!"