A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 14: Commencement dinner

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened.

Thousands of candles are burning above the auditorium, the ceiling is beautiful cosmic stars, and the tables and chairs are neatly arranged.

All the professors are here, even Dumbledore is here, only Hagrid needs to pick up the first-year wizard and leave temporarily.

Not far away, Professor Lockhart stood with Professor Flitwick and Headmaster Dumbledore, and his self-proclaimed voice could be heard throughout the auditorium, "Yes...it's a very simple matter, I The badge is not fake hahaha..."

Felix and Snape sat in a corner, watching everything in the surrounding auditorium.

He is very confused at the moment. Just now, he spent almost no effort to guide this Professor Lockhart to speak freely. He is even willing to share his adventures, as long as you are a good supporter on the sidelines up.

But... the harvest is small.

Lockhart is wary of him? Not at all, is he an actor? Gather information through rhetoric and self-promotion?

Felix couldn't understand it, and he was also puzzled by a certain professor.

Snape stood in another corner, with a mocking smile on his face, he didn't know who he was laughing at.

How did Professor Snape become like this?

Obviously he didn't have such a gloomy and mocking face when he was in school?

Did anything happen in the intervening three years?

Felix felt that his usual clever brain was not enough, and he became more cautious. Then he joined Professor Sprout's conversation and talked with her about magical plants.

"Felix, I have to say that you didn't put much thought into herbal medicine class when you were in school."

"Professor, I was distracted by other subjects, I was too busy."

"I don't think so. You tried everything possible to ask me about those dangerous plants and their weaknesses..." Sprout still remembered this.

Uh, black history, he was really not interested in herbal medicine class at that time.

Can you provide strength?

Can't? Can't say a word.

Therefore, his grades in herbal medicine have always been poor, hovering between A (pass) and P (poor). Weaknesses, and try to address them with the least amount of effort.

That's the same philosophy he had with Care of Fantastic Beasts.

It can only be said that in those years he did go a little crazy.

There was a commotion in the distance.

"Students are here!"

Professor McGonagall stood up and hurried away. The professors also took their seats under the guidance of Principal Dumbledore. Felix wanted to sit with Professor Snape, trying to observe what unknown changes had taken place in him over the past few years, but he quickly dodged.

Helpless, Felix could only aim at the second target, sitting next to Lockhart.

Professor Flitwick seemed to be very entangled by Lockhart. Seeing that Felix came over just to liberate him, he offered Felix his seat without hesitation.

After sitting down, Felix started the topic with ease, "Professor Lockhart, your description of creatures like vampires in the book "Swimming with Vampires" is great, but I still have some A little question..."

Now it was Lockhart's turn to fidget. He talked about him a little bit, but he couldn't answer the point. Felix could only stop the topic wisely.

I'm hated...

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but soon, Professor McGonagall led the students into the auditorium, and the little wizards from the second to seventh grades sat on both sides of four long tables according to the college.

But Professor McGonagall seemed in a bad mood. She quickly came to Dumbledore and whispered something, and the principal's face immediately became serious. He said a few words to McGonagall, she nodded, then called Snape again, and the two left the hall together.

Has something happened? Felix wanted to intervene, but this kind of occasion is not suitable for prying with magic.

On the other end, the little wizards who had just started school were very excited. They chatted non-stop, and the entire auditorium was extremely lively. The professors were quite enlightened and did not stand up to stop it. The expression on Principal Dumbledore's face became smiling again. He looked at all this and stroked his silver-white beard.

Felix also looked at it with great interest. There are many acquaintances here. After all, he has just graduated for three years. In other words, all students above the fourth grade have met him face to face.

House of Slytherin.

The tall and burly Marcus Flint was talking about his summer vacation experience as if no one else was around, and his voice could be clearly heard across three seats. When he was talking cheerfully, The companion on the side gently pulled his arm.

Marcus Flint is a little impatient, what are you doing? Don't bother me pretending, bah! Don't bother me sharing interesting experiences!

When his companion pulled him harder for the second time, he finally turned his head and saw the boy frantically winking at the professor's chair with a terrified expression on his face.

Did something interesting happen?

A new professor? This is normal, isn't the professor of a certain subject thrown away every year?

Marcus Flint looked at the professor's seat, and looked around, looking for a strange figure.

Hmm, a handsome looking wizard, is this their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

Nothing...

Wait!

Who did he see? !

Marcus Flint suddenly let out a short scream, as if he had been bitten by a mouse, his expression also became frightened, and he was in sync with his companion beside him.

It's that guy!

Why is he here?

For a while, the already dull head became even more dull.

Following Marcus Flint's scream, the other Slytherin students followed his gaze to look at the professor's seat, and then all gasped.

Almost instantly, most of the long Slytherin table fell into dead silence.

And the remaining half of the lower grade students also quickly noticed the inexplicable silence of the senior seniors, and also stopped talking, and looked at them in a daze.

Looking at the weird scene in his own academy, Malfoy was a little confused, so he couldn't help but pull the senior next to him, "What's going on?"

"Shut up, keep your voice down!" The senior reprimanded in a low voice~IndoMTL.com~ He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the figure of the hot man, but pretended to observe a silver dinner plate with great interest.

Then he whispered: "Draco, keep your voice down, that gentleman is back."

"That gentleman? Sir?" Malfoy was a little puzzled, it sounded like a noble title.

The senior whispered a few words, "The August 7th duel incident."

"Hiss!" Malfoy also took a long breath, and couldn't help but quietly raised his head to look at the young professor on the professor's chair.

Is that the person?

And as the Slytherins suddenly fell silent, other houses also noticed their strangeness.

Hermione noticed Felix's figure earlier, and with her excellent memory, she immediately recognized that it was the strange guest she met during the summer vacation.

So he was a wizard too? No wonder the request is so strange!

Don't know what course he is going to teach?

Lockhart already knew the two unfamiliar faces this year. He was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and he had read all of his books.

What a great experience he had!

And the other professor looks very young, he shouldn't be very old...Huh? Why is everyone quiet?

Hermione looked around. The students in Slytherin House were as quiet as quails one by one. The other three houses were silent for a while, and then discussed with more violent voices. The auditorium completely exploded.

The seniors and sisters in the senior grades were all talking about something, with an expression of "I have a big secret".

Originally, she was worried about the safety of Harry and Ron, but she told Professor McGonagall, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right?

Hermione listened calmly, stretching her neck.