Vol 2 Chapter 837: New teacher

"Warning, I'm really curious about what happened. You know, there are many things that can't be checked." Fanlin asked.
"Perhaps it is a crisis, but I have experienced very few crises. There are very few things that endanger Hogwarts itself, so for Hogwarts, it is just something that is difficult to handle. Trouble." Nick said, "If you want to know more details, maybe you can ask Professor Bins, he is one of the few omniscient Hogwarts."
"All-knowledge..." Fanlin was a bit speechless. Although Professor Bins's professional ability is very strong, it is not something ordinary people can bear. Even Hermione feels pain, even more. Don't talk about him.
"If it's just a hat, how does it know that the school is in danger?" Ron said suddenly.
Ron's mouth was full of food, and Harry thought his ability to make these vague noises was a great achievement.
"I didn't hear clearly, please repeat it again?"
When Hermione's face was filled with disgust, Sir Nicholas asked politely.
Ron made a huge swallowing motion and said, "If it's just a hat, how does it know that the school is facing a crisis?"
"I don't know anything about it," said Sir Nicholas. "Of course, the Sorting Hat has been living in Dumbledore's office, and I dare say it heard something from there."
"And it requires all the colleges to be friends?" Harry said, observing the Slytherin table carefully, where little Malfoy was accepting flattery from others, "No chance."
"Well, now, you shouldn't take that attitude," Nick said reproachfully. "Peaceful cooperation is the key. Although we ghosts come from different academies, we maintain our friendship. Although we are in Gryffindor with There is competition between Slytherin, but I never thought of arguing with the blood man Baron (the ghost of Slytherin, the person Nick most fears) about this matter."
"That's just because you are afraid of him," Ron said.
Sir Nicholas seemed to be seriously insulted. "Afraid? I hope I still feel scared, Nicholas Demimus—Mr. Popington has never been timid and afraid in his life! The noble blood flowing in my veins—"
"What blood?" Ron asked, "Please make sure you still have blood?"
"This is an analogy!" Headless Nick is so annoyed now, his head is trembling with only a few pieces of leather, "I think I'm still allowed to use whatever I like, even enjoying eating and drinking. I don’t even deny the fun! And I warn you, I will never allow students to make fun of my death!"
"Nick, he didn't really laugh at you!" Hermione threw a reproachful look at Ron and said.
Unfortunately, Ron's mouth was filled with food again, so all he could try to make was some vague whining, which was obviously not a sufficient apology in Nick's view.
Nick flew directly into the air and left them to join the other end of the table, sitting in the empty seat between the Craven brothers, Colin and Dennis.
"Good job, Ron." Hermione snarled angrily.
"What?" Ron said angrily, he was swallowing food with his last effort. "Isn't it allowed to ask a simple question?"
"Oh, forget about it," Hermione said grumpily, "I wish you had a good mind through your mind."
Fan Lin was so accustomed to their quarrels that he didn't bother to mediate for them; in fact, Fan Lin was just comforting Hermione, and then turning Hermione's face towards him. This could solve a lot of problems. problem.
Harry was more direct. He felt that it was a better choice to spend his energy on delicious food, and then a large plate of his favorite dessert appeared.
When all the students had finished eating and the noise level in the hall started to rise again, Dumbledore got up from his chair again. The discussion stopped immediately, and all the students turned to look at the principal.
Harry felt happy and drowsy now. His four-legged bed was waiting for him somewhere upstairs. It was very warm and soft.
"Okay, now we have another grand banquet. I hope everyone will focus. We are now making a general opening announcement," Dumbledore said. "The first-year freshmen must understand that the woods on the clearing Students are forbidden to enter—and some old students should understand this again."
Almost at the same time, all the people in Gryffindor gave out weird smiles. This did not change. Hogwarts or Hogwarts.
"The administrator, Mr. Filch, has asked me. He told me for 460 seconds to remind you that no magic is allowed in the corridors between the classrooms. There are many other regulations. All detailed lists are now Posted on the door of Mr. Filch's office."
"It's all the same." Ron said in a low voice, and then he felt a stern look, probably from Professor McGonagall, but considering the distance, Hermione was more reliable.
"This year our teachers have two changes. We are very happy to welcome Professor Grapland back, she will be in charge of the magical animal protection class; I am also very happy to introduce Ms. Umbridge, she will serve as our new defense against the Dark Arts Class teacher."
There was a polite but utterly lack of enthusiasm cheers in the hall. Fanlin and Hermione exchanged an unpleasant look at this moment. Fanlin had already secretly told Hermione, the lady Umbridge.
Dumbledore also didn't say how long Professor Grapland would teach ~EbookFREE.me~ but after Hagrid came back, Fanlin preferred two people to teach.
Hagrid’s courses are not suitable for everyone.
Dumbledore continued: "The college Quidditch preliminaries will be held..."
Before he could speak, Dumbledore stopped and looked at Professor Umbridge in confusion. The woman stood not much taller than sitting, and for a moment nobody knew why Dumbledore stopped.
But then Professor Umbridge cleared his throat and said, "En, en," it became clear that she had already stood up to give a speech. Dumbledore just glanced back, then sat down coolly and looked at Professor Umbridge, as if his greatest expectation was to listen to Professor Umbridge.
Other teachers could not hide their surprise.
Professor Snape's eyebrows had been blocked by the bangs, and Professor McGonagall's mouth became the thinnest state Harry had ever seen. Never before has a new teacher interrupted Professor Dumbledore’s speech. Many students were giggling; the woman obviously didn't know what to do at Hogwarts.