Chapter 342: Bad speech

　　 Happy time is always short. After the students finished their last dessert, with a snap of Dumbledore’s fingers, all the dishes and the food in them disappeared.
The old student reacted immediately, closing his mouth quickly and quietly turning his head to look in the direction of the podium. Although the freshmen were a little blinded, in this environment they could only learn from the old students and closed their mouths. Looked at the podium.
"Well, now that we are digesting an extremely rich and delicious meal, then I ask everyone to be quiet for a while and listen to me talk about the precautions for the new semester as usual." Dumbledore walked slowly to the podium and said, "One Freshmen in the first grade should know that students can't enter the forbidden forest in the hunting ground-this is something our senior classmates should already know."
　　 As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of mischievous laughter from the long table of Gryffindor, among which the laughter of the Weasley brothers was the loudest.
　　 Dumbledore stretched out his hand and pressed it down in the void, and then the auditorium became silent. Then he continued:
　　 "The administrator, Mr. Filch, asked me for the 426th time. Let me remind you all that you are not allowed to use magic in the hallway between classes..."
　　 After that, there were bursts of laughter in the auditorium again.
　　 And this time Dumbledore didn't stop it immediately, because even he himself laughed out loud.
"Ahem, let us continue." Dumbledore coughed twice and said, "This year, there are two changes in our teaching staff. We are very happy to welcome Professor Grapland back, and she will teach you a lesson in protecting magical creatures. (The tall female professor who led the freshmen on the boat stands up, and there is a particularly warm applause in the auditorium.) We are equally pleased to introduce Professor Umbridge, our new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."
　　 Umbridge did not receive the warm applause that Grapland did. There was only a gentle, polite but not very warm applause in the auditorium.
　　 Dumbledore was obviously unwilling to spend more words on Umbridge, he quickly said:
　　 "The selection of the college Quidditch team will be..."
　　 "Ahem!"
　　 Two loud coughs interrupted Dumbledore’s speech. Everyone in the auditorium, including Dumbledore, turned their eyes to Umbridge who was coughing just now on the staff seat.
　　 Dumbledore was extremely focused, as if he wanted to hear every word of the opponent clearly.
　　 And the others are not so friendly. The professors on the faculty bench all frowned. Professor McGonagall pressed his mouth tightly, and his eyes seemed to be able to spray flames.
　　 Obviously, Umbridge’s behavior upset the group of professors.
　　 Since Dumbledore became the principal, no one has dared to interrupt him at the opening ceremony!
　　 But in this tense atmosphere, Umbridge seemed to be unaware.
　　 With a smirk on her face, she stood up from the seat in an extremely contrived posture, and said:
　　 "Thank you, principal, thank you for such a warm welcome."
　　 Her voice was high and sharp, like a girl's voice, coupled with her pink woolen coat and face that looked like a toad, it made Mike feel a strong nausea.
Others should feel the same. Mike saw Franklin close his eyes painfully not far away. He turned his head and deliberately refused to go to Umbridge in the stands, as if one glance would make him squeeze in. All the food in my stomach spit out.
"Well, I must say, it's great to be able to go back to Hogwarts!" Umbridge said with a grin, ignoring everyone's protesting gaze. "Seeing these happy little faces looking up at me, this is really awesome!"
　　 Franklin seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, his cheeks suddenly bulged, and then he hurriedly reached out and covered his mouth.
　　 After a few obvious swallowing sounds, his cheeks slumped again.
　　 Everyone around Franklin squeezed backwards with a look of disgust, trying to stay away from this disgusting guy as much as possible, while Franklin bowed and apologized to everyone with an apologetic look.
　　 The speech on stage is still going on, and the initial greeting session seems to have ended, because at this moment Umbridge turned out to have a serious expression.
　　 "The Ministry of Magic has always believed that educating young wizards is a very important thing. You have some precious talents that you are born with, if you are not trained and trained under careful and careful guidance..."
　　 Umbridge’s speech was complicated and boring, and there were many rare words that only appeared on the official documents of the Ministry of Magic, and the listener just dozed off.
　　 After only listening for a while, Mike lost the Yuwang who continued to listen, turned his head and looked around, and saw that Franklin and the others had been fighting together not far away.
Franklin was using the hand he just covered his mouth with a smirk to wipe someone else's body, while the people around him were struggling to dodge with a look of disgust, and at the same time there were still mouths. Mike guessed that it must be Cursing Franklin's shameless behavior.
　　 The other people in the auditorium are similar. The Gryffindors are even more exaggerated. Their voices are loud enough to make people mistakenly think they are having a tea party.
　　 But Umbridge on the stage completely ignored these voices and continued to speak for himself.
　　 Perhaps the quietest place in the entire auditorium is around Mike.
　　The classmates sitting next to him all sat upright, dare not say a word.
　　 Mike knows that this is because of his own sake. Due to his current identity, he did not take the lead in speaking, and the students around him naturally did not dare to talk.
On the other hand, it is because Mike and the others are sitting at the top of the Ravenclaw long table. This position is completely exposed to the sight of the faculty seats. Obviously, these students have not been bold enough to be in the professors Noisy under your nose.
　　The seats at the head of each college's long table generally belong to the highest-ranking person in the college. Usually this position belongs to the seventh-grade prefect.
　　 But this year's senior and other students obviously felt that Mike was more qualified to sit in this position, so it almost made Mike, the fifth grade leader, become the leader of Ravenclaw.
　　 It’s worth mentioning that it’s not the seventh-grade senior who abdicated to make him sit at the head of Mike, but a freshman who has just been assigned to Ravenclaw College.
　　 She was brought to Mike personally by the seventh-grade prefect. Because of the prefect’s face, Mike did not refuse.
　　At this moment, the girl with a brown mushroom head is obviously sleepy, but the serious atmosphere around has forced her to force her boss to keep her eyes open, so as not to let herself fall asleep.
　　 There was a smile on Mike's face looking at the girl who was swaying.
　　 He stabbed the girl gently.
　　 But I saw that the girl straightened up like a cat who was awakened, and looked at Mike with horror.
　　 "Sorry! I almost fell asleep!"
　　 The girl’s voice was soft, and Mike shook his head and said:
　　 "Don't be nervous, it should be over soon."
　　 Then he looked at the same serious students around him and said:
　　 "Just relax, it's okay."
　　 Hearing this, these students, who had been a little unbearable for a long time, finally let out a sigh of breath and began to whisper.
　　Because they are at the top of the row, many students are worried that their poor performance will be reprimanded by the professors, so they often put their sights on the faculty seats to observe the professors' reactions.
　　 However, what surprised them was that Professor Flitwick did not say anything about their performance. Even Professor McGonagall, who always regarded discipline as more important than the sky, turned a blind eye to their behavior.
　　 This undoubtedly contributed to their arrogance, their voices gradually rose, and smiles appeared on their faces.
　　 And just in the midst of this turmoil, Umbridge finally finished her speech.
　　 She smiled and bowed to thank her classmates and professors, but the only response to her was noise and laughter. Even the professors in the teacher seat did not give her any good faces.
　　Until Dumbledore began to applaud, the professors patted their hands very reluctantly.
　　 Until then, the students in the audience finally realized that Umbridge’s speech was over.
　　 They clapped excitedly and looked extremely happy.
　　 Umbridge on the podium saw this and got up again and bowed to the students, but he drew a boo.
　　 "She is so passionate!" said a boy next to Mike, "I bet those people applaud because they can go back to the lounge soon!"
　　 As soon as he said this, a lot of echoing voices were heard around, obviously everyone thinks so.
"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, your speech is very enlightening." Dumbledore finally let the boos from the audience disappear, and he owed Umbridge, who looked a little less optimistic. The body continued, "Well, as I said just now, the selection of the Quidditch team will be..."
　　 Due to the time lost by Umbridge, Dumbledore’s speech speed became very fast, and in a short time he finished all the things to be said next.
　　 Amid the cheers of the classmates, Dumbledore officially announced the successful conclusion of the banquet.
　　 Hearing that Mike and the prefects around him stood up one after another, pushed the chairs under the long table, and then began to exit in an orderly manner.
　　 "Now, freshmen from Ravenclaw, please come to me to gather!"
　　 Directing the freshmen to the lounge was the accusation of Mike and Pettil as the new prefects. Mike didn't mean to shirk, and he simply stood at the table and spoke.
　　 Mike's voice was not too loud, and was almost instantly submerged in the noisy auditorium at this moment, but under the action of magic, these voices were all transmitted to the ears of people around him clearly.
　　 Soon, a bunch of small carrot heads gathered in front of Mike.
　　 Pettil rubbed his hands nervously and hid beside Mike without saying a word, while Mike said blankly:
　　 "The boys come to my left hand to line up, and the girls come to my right."
　　 Following Mike's order, these little carrot heads quickly lined up in two rows without any delay.
　　 Such high efficiency made Mike frowned, because the freshmen in front of him seemed to be very afraid of himself, especially the mushroom head girl who sat next to him before, now shivering with fear.
　　 After thinking about it for a while, Mike immediately understood the reason for all this.
　　 Presumably, most of these people should have read the Daily Prophet during this period, so they have some misunderstandings about themselves.
You must know that Fudge is not a vegetarian. Perhaps it was to retaliate against Harry and Mike for embarrassing him in court, or simply to dampen their reputations so that the public's impression of them deteriorates, thereby reducing the news of Voldemort's return. Credibility.
　　 In any case, the Daily Prophet has been blacking Mike and Harry all the time in late August.
　　 Among them, Harry is described as a liar, vile and ridiculous clown.
And Mike is even worse. The Daily Prophet directly uncovered his old account of killing the dragon in the Triwizard Tournament, and also exposed many of the shady scenes of the Los Santos Group, which directly described Mike as A dark-hearted businessman with deep scheming, fierce and cruel, and the potential to become a dark wizard.
　　 shook his head helplessly, Mike is too lazy to say something now, simply pretending to be serious and stern:
　　 "Now, follow behind me, don't fall behind!"
　　 After saying this, Mike waved his sleeves and strode out of the auditorium, while those little carrot heads followed Mike closely like little chickens going out with a hen for food.
　　 silently all the way to the entrance of the Ravenclaw lounge, Mike turned his head and looked at the freshmen again.
　　 At this time, Pettil, who had been following the main unit, hurriedly stepped forward and whispered in Mike's ear:
　　 "There is no shortage of them, they are all here."
　　 nodded silently, and a bright smile appeared on Mike's face and said:
　　 "First of all, you are welcome to join Ravenclaw!"
　　 Mike’s smile made the little carrot heads a little at a loss, but before they could react, Mike went on to say:
"Ravenclaw is the best college in Hogwarts, and only the brightest students are eligible to be sorted here! Now that you have stood here, then you are the most in this group of freshmen The best!"
　　 The little turnip heads looked around in excitement, and Pettil raised his head with pride.
"If you want to enter the Ravenclaw lounge, you must pass a test. This is the same in every college. Unlike other colleges that require a fixed password, our Ravenclaw test is never fixed. The answer!" Mike reached out to the eagle head knocker, "Our test is very special~EbookFREE.me~ As long as you tap this doorknocker lightly, then a question will be asked for you, only if you answer correctly The door will open afterwards!"
"Maybe you are worried, what if the door knocker asks too difficult questions and you are locked out? But what I want to tell you is that this door knocker has magical powers, and it will never ask. Questions beyond the scope of your knowledge! If you really did not answer the questions raised by it, then you did not listen to the lectures well in class! And for such students, I think it’s better to sleep in the cold corridor all night. But it's a punishment!"
　　 Mike's words completely extinguished the flames in the hearts of the carrot heads, and they returned to the quail shivering before.
　　 But Mike didn't mean to comfort him at all. He put his hands behind his back, took a deep breath and said:
"Finally, I hope you can remember one sentence. This is the motto of Ms. Ravenclaw, the founder of our college, and it is also a motto that all our Ravenclaw students must bear in mind! Come, read to me: extraordinary Ingenuity is the most precious wealth of mankind!"
　　 As Mike's voice fell, a young voice rang out in the crowded corridor.
　　 "Excellent ingenuity is the most precious treasure of mankind!"
　　Many old students passing by also heard the words of the new students. While they yelled softly, they looked at these new students with gentle eyes.
　　‘This is the inheritance! ’
　　 At this moment, everyone is thinking this way.