Chapter 309: Resign

"Oh, he's such a magic hat." Umbridge sighed pretentiously, making a series of exaggerated laughs, which made people creepy.
"I remember that Booth Barton College and Destrom College do not seem to have the tradition of branch schools? Should they learn from them? Maybe this will make them more united? More cohesive?"
"As far as I know, there seems to be a deep contradiction in the various schools in Hogwarts. Could it be caused by the branch?" Umbridge said with a hoarse, disgusting voice.
"The branch does not disturb everyone, it is just based on the personality of the students, teaching according to their aptitude, and easy to manage."
Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared beside Dumbledore, frowning, and said to Umbridge with a serious tone.
She has a very bad impression of this ugly woman, not to mention that she just likes to defame Hogwarts.
Umbridge was undecided.
She has now begun to surrender her fingers, showing her power.
"Actually... In North America, there is also a school of magic called Ifamoni. They are also divided into four colleges, namely Thunderbird, Leopard, Goblin, and Water Snake. They all have their own characteristics. We are very similar. Not unique to our family, they have also developed quite well." Dumbledore helped his half-moon lens, and then said slowly.
"This is also the original intention of our four founders of Hogwarts, and together, maybe they are unwilling to see and can retain their own characteristics."
"Teaching students according to their aptitude is the key to education." Dumbledore said meaningfully.
"It sounds reasonable." Umbridge nodded reluctantly, but after being refuted, the look on the toad's face was unmissable.
Most of the old and new students under the stage did not find an ugly woman on the main table, but focused on the food in front of them.
The time for dinner began. Various delicacies descended from the sky and appeared on the plate. The freshmen widened their eyes. Every time the freshmen entered school, they would have such a novel experience.
"Beef pie, lamb shank, toast, beef loin pie, Yorkshire pudding, beans, fried bacon, sausage, scrambled eggs..." Hermione took out a small book in front of Gryffindor's long table. Inventory, and began to record, "They must be very hard to prepare these ingredients."
In the red cowhide book, the first line of the front page records: "A survey of the recipes of house elves."
Based on how easy it is to make food, infer their working hours.
"Are you still concerned about the slaves?" Ron glanced over what Hermione was writing and rolled his eyes.
"They are not slaves, they have the right to enjoy freedom!" Hermione frowned at this moment, and argued reasonably.
"Yes, I haven't seen them have any idea of ​​fighting for freedom. They are dying as slaves." Ron shook his head disdainfully. Then use a spoon to scoop a spoonful of beans from the plate and place it in the bowl.
Hermione's face flushed and her body shivered with rage.
Harry was caught in the middle, and now he chose wisely silently, quietly picking the fish bones on the plate and throwing them out of the table.
The taste of grilled fish seems to be good today?
He thought so.
At this time, Nick, who was almost headless, dragged his transparent body back and forth on the ceiling. The senior students were accustomed to this, and the freshmen were shocked to look at the ghost, showing a panic expression from time to time.
No one likes to dine with ghosts.
After a while, the students were full and the sound of the auditorium gradually became noisy. At this time, Dumbledore stood up again, waved his hand, and the flames hung in the iron pan on the wall. Sheng, this is something he will start to announce.
After the dinner, the food disappeared from the dinner plate.
Dumbledore's expression was a little serious.
"In the new semester, there are certain things that must be notified to everyone first. It is a very urgent time and more need to follow the rules." Dumbledore said.
Next are topics that are often talked about by old people, such as forbidden forests and forbidden areas, and a list of newly added prohibited items.
As long as the Weasley brothers stay in this school for a day, the contraband records on Filch’s book will increase endlessly, and they have a lot of genius-like prank ideas.
At this time, the twins made a grimace to the gatekeeper Filch who was standing on the side, and the gatekeeper also gave them a fierce glance back.
They can invent a lot of new things this semester.
"The next is personnel changes." Dumbledore paused.
"Mr. Alasto Moody will serve as a professor of black magic defense classes, um, this time it is true." Dumbledore deliberately made a less funny joke.
Mad-eyed Hammoudi dragged the lame leg up at this moment, nodded, but looked not so happy. The demon eye glanced at the students around, and those students who were laughing laughed.
There was some sparse applause from the audience.
Snape's wax-yellow face was very ugly, and the teaching position he wanted for the Black Magic Defense class was once again laid aside.
"Then the last one, I will temporarily accept the entrustment of the Ministry of Magic, no longer manage Hogwarts related affairs, and discharge the principal."
There was an uproar in the audience, both students and teachers, most of whom were unbelievable about the news.
Snape had always been the dead face, but he didn't show much surprise.
Maybe Dumbledore told him the news long ago.
On the contrary, it was Professor McGonagall. The old lady looked at the scene in shock. As the vice-chancellor, she had just learned the news.
"These were decided by the school director's research, and I accepted it." Dumbledore's thick voice echoed in the auditorium
"Yes~EbookFREE.me~Professor Dumbledore has a very big idea." Umbridge clapped his hands at this time and praised. "The Ministry of Magic will soon send a new acting principal to accept Hogwarts related matters."
"Oh, let me introduce myself first. I am the new Minister of Magic, Dolores Umbridge."
She tried to show her kindness.
It was just that Harry always thought she smiled badly, and the wrinkles on her face were annoying, as many students present thought so.
"She laughed disgustingly," Ron said disgustedly.
"It's not correct to pick people by appearance." Hermione said seriously.
"But she laughed really disgustingly." She added, "I agree with you on this."
Hate a person, sometimes there is no reason.
On the first day of school, I got very bad news, which really makes me unhappy.