Chapter 391: Back to school

The day of returning to school is getting closer, and it's much easier.
Malfoy and Pansy met at platform nine and three quarters.
Of course, there will be no parents picking up the sixth grade.
Well, with the exception of the Weasley family's wonderful flowers, it's always a family to send their children to the train.
"I really don't want to go to class, but I have to take care of the little ones who like to violate school rules." Step on the train and find the box. Pansy placed his small bag on the long table in front of him, complaining casually.
Malfoy just looked out the window in silence.
This rare moment of tranquility is said to have paid a great price. The teacher of Hogwarts spent a lot of time on the entire railway and the express train itself. It was not a Voldemort personally came to crack, basically Will be confused.
The scenery outside the window is constantly changing, the idyllic scenery, to the winding mountains, from the early morning afternoon, passed in a blink of an eye.
Near the end, Pansy went to guide those first-year freshmen.
Everything seems so normal.
If not many students are full of sadness on their faces.
The turbulent situation makes everyone almost worried.
The first-year students go by boat as usual, and the upper-grade students go by the horse-drawn carriage drawn by Ye Qi.
Of course, most people do not know that it is Ye Qi, thinking that it is driven by magic.
When Ye Qi crossed a pair of magnificent cast iron doors lined with stone pillars with winged wild boars on both sides, the students realized that they had arrived at the school.
They came down from Ye Qila's carriage, and successively opened two oak doors, stepped on the stone slab, walked into the auditorium, came to the seat of the corresponding college,
There are only a few people sitting at the head of each college table, and most of the students are still on the road.
Hermione sat alone at the end of the long table.
There is only one trio left, which is also very rare.
Ron and Harry should still be in the carriage.
Even Malfoy would not know that Hermione did not spend the summer vacation at home, but practiced Animagus for a holiday at school.
The ultimate goal, of course, is to monitor him.
If he knew it, he would show a rather wonderful expression.
This girl's obsession is indeed beyond his imagination.
The mid-air of the auditorium was decorated with many floating candles as usual, and the plates below shone brightly.
At the faculty's table, they saw a raw face, a middle-aged man, a walrus-like beard, and a round belly, with a kind smile on his face, and they looked very kind.
The students gradually entered the seats until the seats were almost full, but still reserved some vacancies for the first-year freshmen.
Then there was the branch ceremony, and the ragged hat made a new song, and their class leaders brought the freshmen to the table.
The last project before the dinner started.
"First of all, the Quidditch game will still be suspended." Professor McGonagall did not disclose that this was also Dumbledore's will.
"In addition, the Quidditch Stadium near the Forbidden Forest is also set as a forbidden area. It is strictly forbidden to enter, otherwise it will be disposed according to school regulations, especially for young students and freshmen. There is an absolute forbidden area." The Diqi Stadium is shrouded, and it is not suitable for young or senior students to enter.
The audience was disappointed to learn that Suo Suo was whispering.
"... Administrator Falch asked me to tell you that this year students are absolutely forbidden to carry any joke goods purchased from the Weasley Magic Joke Store." Professor McGonagall said seriously.
"Except for self-defense equipment." She then added.
If in the past, the two Weasley brothers on the scene would definitely make a grimace, or something else.
But now, they have all graduated and are no longer in Hogwarts.
Gryffindor students feel a little unaccustomed.
"At the same time, this year we are very happy to welcome a new teacher, Professor Slughorn, who welcomes any sixth-grade students with good grades to participate in the improvement class."
At the end of the faculty seat, Slughorn stood up, his bare head gleaming in candlelight, and his belly in a waistcoat cast a large shadow on the table.
"It was a former colleague of mine who agreed to return to his old job as a teacher of potions."
"It was also an invitation from Professor Dumbledore's lifetime."
"Potion Lesson?"
"Potion Lesson?"
"Am I wrong?"
The word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they had heard it wrong.
"What about Snape?" There was a whisper of whispers underneath.
"Did you get fired? That was really a celebration." Ron said optimistically.
Like to answer their questions, Professor McGonagall quickly explained:
"Professor Snape will serve as a teacher in the defense of black magic." Obviously, they failed to get what they wanted, and Professor McGonagall gave a surprising answer.
Her words were like a bomb dropped into the shallow pond.
"God? He came to teach?" This is the reaction of most students, and he has no impression of him every year, but the public thinks that it seems not a good thing.
Snape stood up slowly. He was still wearing a black robe against his greasy black hair and bowed to everyone with a blank expression.
"Why is this? Professor Moody?"
"Your Professor Moody's was in a werewolf confrontation. An accident happened. The wooden leg was bitten and replaced with a new one. It is still quiet."
"You can see him at the school hospital."
"School hospital? What does the school hospital mean?" There was another round of discussion.
"Isn't the best hospital at the St. Mungo Magical Injury Hospital?"
"The situation was turbulent, St. Mungo's Magic Hospital and Hogwarts reached an agreement, and all patients were temporarily transferred to Hogwarts."
"The school hospital has been expanded and you will be able to see it tomorrow."
"In addition, it is forbidden to pretend to be sick." Professor McGonagall emphasized deliberately, the eagle-like eyes swept from many boys to prevent vaccination for the future.
They are a bit strange, why Professor McGonagall deliberately emphasized this point.
Many boys understood the meaning of this sentence the next day.
"Okay, probably here, you are probably hungry, start eating."
Food began to emerge automatically from the plate, and many freshmen were stupefied. They were thinking about what magic this is, but the appetite quickly prevailed, and there were not so many options at home.
Hogwarts' new semester has officially begun.
After the dinner, the class leaders first brought their first-year students to know their dormitory and spoke the password. Then once again emphasized some precautions, even if today's work is officially completed,
In the Gryffindor lounge, the trio was surrounded by a wooden table, and Hermione was constantly being asked by the two.
"Where did you go this holiday ~ EbookFREE.me ~ all the letters we wrote to you were returned by the owl."
Of course Hermione will not tell you the truth.
"It's nothing. Staying at home all day reading, maybe your address is wrong." Hermione said perfunctoryly, of course she couldn't tell them the truth, she stayed in school the whole holiday.
"By the way, we can still go to the potion class." Speaking of the results, Ron was very excited, he seemed quite looking forward to changing the teacher.
He had good luck. All the good grades that he should get were obtained, and the senior did not have to be withdrawn. He had to say good things about time.
As for Harry, he nodded.
In addition to his divination, his achievements can be regarded as eye-catching.
A few people have a gossip without a go.
Their sixth grade career, so slowly began.