Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 391: Back to school
The days of returning to school are approaching, and it's much easier.
Malfoy and Pansyio met at platform nine and three-quarters.
Of course there will be no parents picking up in the sixth grade.
Well, except for the weasley family's weird things, it is always a family of children who send their children on the train.
"I really don't want to go to class. I have to take care of those little ghosts who like to violate school rules." Get on the train and find the box. Pansy put his small bag on the long table in front of him and complained casually.
Malfoy just looked out the window in silence.
This rare moment of tranquility is said to have paid a great price. The teacher at Hogwarts has spent a lot of effort on the entire railway and the express train itself, and it was not Voldemort who came to crack it. , Basically will be confused.
The scenery outside the window is constantly changing, pastoral scenery, to winding mountains, from the early morning and afternoon, in the blink of an eye.
As the end point was approaching, Pansy went to guide the freshmen in the first grade.
Everything seems so normal.
If not many students are full of sadness on their faces.
The turbulent situation makes almost everyone worried.
The first-year students go by boat as usual, while the upper-year students go by the horse-drawn carriage drawn by Yeqi.
Of course, most people don't know it is Ye Qi, thinking it is driven by magic.
When Ye Qi crossed a pair of magnificent cast iron gates with many stone pillars with winged wild boars on both sides, the students realized that they had already arrived at the school.
They got down from the carriage pulled by Yeqi, one after another two opened oak doors, stepped over the flagstones, walked into the auditorium, and sat down on the seats corresponding to the college.
There are only a few people sitting at the long table in each college, and most of the students are still on the way.
Hermione sat alone at the end of the long table.
There is only one left in the trio, which is 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 at all, but instead practiced Animags assiduously for a vacation at school.
The ultimate goal, of course, is to monitor him.
If he knew, he would have a rather strange expression.
The obsession of this girl is indeed beyond his imagination.
The mid-air of the auditorium was decorated with many floating candles as usual, shining the plate below.
On the dining table of the faculty and staff, they saw a raw face, a middle-aged man, a walrus-like beard, and a big, round belly, with a kind smile on his face, looking very kind.
Students gradually took their seats until the seats were almost full, but there were still some vacancies for the freshmen in the first grade.
Then the sorting ceremony, the tattered hat made up a new song, and the respective prefects led the freshmen to the table.
The last project before the dinner begins.
"First of all, the Quidditch game will still be suspended." What Professor McGonagall did not disclose is that this is also Dumbledore's wishes.
"In addition, the Quidditch Stadium near the Forbidden Forest is also set as a forbidden area. Entry is strictly prohibited. Otherwise, it is handled according to school regulations, especially for lower grades and freshmen. It is an absolute forbidden area." The evil atmosphere grew stronger and stronger. It almost covers the Quidditch stadium, and neither the juniors nor the seniors are suitable to enter.
The whispering voices in the audience were a little disappointed.
"...The administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that this year, students are absolutely prohibited from bringing any joke goods purchased from the Weasley Magic Joke Store." Professor McGonagall said seriously.
"Except for self-defense equipment." Then she added.
If it were in the past, the two Weasley brothers present would definitely make faces or other actions.
But now, they have all graduated and are no longer in Hogwarts.
The students in Gryffindor feel a little uncomfortable.
"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 bald head gleaming in the candlelight, and his big belly in a vest cast a large shadow on the table.
"It was a former colleague of mine. He agreed to return to his old job as a potions teacher."
"It was also an invitation from Professor Dumbledore during his lifetime."
"Potion class?"
"Potion class?"
"Am I wrong?"
The word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they had heard it wrong.
"What about Snape?" There was a whispering voice from below.
"Are you fired? That's really a good celebration." Ron said optimistically.
As if to answer their questions, Professor McGonagall quickly explained:
"Professor Snape will be the teacher of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class." Obviously, they failed to get what they wanted, and Professor McGonagall gave a surprising answer.
Her words are like a bomb dropped into a shallow pond.
"Oh my God? He came to teach?" This was the reaction of most students, and they didn't have any impression of him in the first year, but he did not think it was a good thing.
Snape stood up slowly, still wearing a black robe, against his greasy black hair, bowing to everyone expressionlessly.
"Why is this? What about Professor Moody?"
"Your Professor Moody was in a werewolf confrontation. An accident happened. The wooden leg was bitten. You need to replace it with a new one. He is still resting now."
"You can see him in the school hospital."
"School hospital? What does school hospital mean?" There was another whispering discussion.
"Isn't the best hospital in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries?"
"The current situation is turbulent. The Magic Hospital of St. Mungo and Hogwarts have reached an agreement, and all patients are temporarily transferred to Hogwarts."
"The school hospital has been expanded. If you have the opportunity, you can see it tomorrow."
"Besides, it's forbidden to pretend to be sick." Professor McGonagall specifically emphasized, eagle-like eyes swept across many boys, vaccinating for the future.
They are a little strange, why Professor McGonagall wants to emphasize this point deliberately.
Many boys understood the meaning of this sentence the next day.
"Okay, it's probably here. You guys are also hungry. Let's start eating."
Food began to emerge automatically from the plate. Many new students were dumbfounded. They were thinking about what magic it was, but their appetite quickly gained the upper hand, and there were not so many choices at home.
The new semester at Hogwarts has officially begun.
After the dinner, the prefects took their first-year students to get to know their dormitory and spoke the password. After re-emphasizing some precautions, even if today’s work is officially completed,
In the Gryffindor lounge, the trio gathered around a wooden table, and Hermione was constantly being asked what they were asking.
"Where have you been this holiday~IndoMTL.com~All the letters we wrote to you were returned by the owl."
Of course, Hermione will not truthfully explain.
"Nothing. Staying at home all day and reading, maybe your address is wrong." Hermione said in a perfunctory manner. Of course she couldn't tell them the truth. She stayed at school for the entire vacation.
"By the way, we can still go to the potions class." When it comes to grades, Ron is very excited, and he seems to be looking forward to the replacement teacher.
He had good luck. He got all the good grades he deserved, and the prefect doesn’t have to be removed. He has to say that time is a good thing.
As for Harry, he also nodded.
In addition to his achievements in divination, he can also be considered eye-catching.
Several people chatted with each other.
The curtain on their sixth-grade career began so slowly.