Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 13 Professors

"Hi! Lee Jordan!" The red-haired boy patted the black boy's left shoulder, "Hi! Lee Jordan!" Another red-haired boy patted his right shoulder.

Two identical teenagers sandwiched him from left to right, their smiles were indescribably funny.

"George... Fred..." Li Jordan gave them a dissatisfied look, and then dragged them into the carriage.

"Hi! Angelina." George greeted the girl in the carriage with a smile on his face, and then bowed slightly funny like a gentleman.

The same goes for his twin brother, Fred, whose identical movements turn the gentleman into a goblin doorman at the gates of Gringotts.

It made Angelina laugh non-stop. The four of them are good friends, and they are also Gryffindor Quidditch players... Of course, Lee Jordan is not. His black talent is fully displayed in the commentary game.

"Did you know? We're going to have two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors this year!" George said loudly, wishing the people next door knew about it.

"Besides, one of them is an American..." Fred went on, "it's said to be a weirdo!"

"Yes!" George lowered his voice pretending to be mysterious: "I like people who wear sunglasses... maybe he is a vampire!"

"My God!" Angelina exclaimed in a low voice, but Li Qiaodan looked disdainful, "It must not be a vampire, don't forget that we have Dumbledore."

"Oh~" Fred responded with a strange tone, "That's because you don't know..."

"So who told you?" Lee Jordan asked.

George didn't speak, just looked at him with Fred and smiled, as if to say you beg us.

"Damn it..." Li Qiaodan said dissatisfied, "I was wrong, okay!"

"You should apologize to the vampire!" said George.

"It's best to bow." Fred received it with a smile, and the skillful cooperation of the two overwhelmed Li Jordan in momentum.

Li Qiaodan patted the table dissatisfied, grabbed a box of chocolate frogs on the table and threw it over.

The three of them fought for a while before they calmed down. Fred explained to the two with a smile: "My father said it."

"It's my father!" George reminded dissatisfiedly, "Our father."

Fred nodded and continued, "That American professor's name is Ash Embers...a very strange name."

"Maybe we should have a name like that too?"

"I propose to call Walter and Phil!" George said casually.

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"Oh, Mr. Embers..." Dumbledore nodded slightly as he watched Ash walking slowly, "I'm much more energetic, as young people should be."

"Hmm." Ash responded casually, "It's just that I'm not used to it." He squinted his eyes, and the candles in the auditorium made his eyes hurt a bit...or maybe the illusory candles were also attracting him.

"But tonight is freshman admission...we should dress more formally." Som said casually, then smiled and pulled Ash to sit beside him.

Ash sat silently on the professor's seat and looked at the empty hall below the stage... He seemed to understand why those salary kings liked to sit on the same throne, and it really felt different.

He was in a daze for a while, and Som had already chatted with other professors. After all, he used to study at Hogwarts, and he had a good relationship with these professors.

Of course, except for Snape, the Potions Professor was still wearing the black robe...Ash suddenly wondered if he should get him some clothes for Christmas...felt he would like it.

"This is Ash Embers..." He heard Thom read his name, and Ash turned his face to look at him subconsciously.

Thom is introducing Ash to several other professors, "Embers is relatively quiet, but he is still a nice person..."

"En." Ash nodded, and got to know a few professors, which was also a greeting.

Dumbledore watched this scene with a smile, his blue eyes looked at Ash quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Following the movement here, Snape also turned around and took a look at Ash, not sure if it was his illusion, Ash felt that Snape seemed to have paused in his eyes for several seconds today.

Because haven't you seen me take off my sunglasses?Ash was puzzled for a moment, but he still didn't ask any questions. He had already learned what "sophistication of the world" is this month.

While the professors were talking, Ash noticed that the stern vice-principal was gone, Ms. Minerva... He said to himself again, he now looks at his diary every morning to make sure he doesn't forget those important things.

For example, collecting great souls... The souls of these professors feel very ordinary... There is no scene of masters like clouds that Ash imagined.

But the few spirit bodies flying around in the hall made him quite curious...

As if sensing Ash's gaze, a ghost with its head tilted floated over and looked at Ash, "Sir, let me introduce you. I am Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington...you Call me Sir Poppington, but don't call me..."

"Almost Headless Nick!" Another sharp voice came, and a ghost resembling a clown hovered beside Nick, "I'm Peeves! Professor, please remember!" The funny look made Ash remember his name in an instant.

Ash looked at the ugly... the ugly...

what is his nameAsh said that he had forgotten...but he also understood that it would be better not to ask again, "I am Ash Embers."

"Nice to meet you." Nick nodded slightly, like a real gentleman.

Looking at the leaving ghosts, Ash fell into deep thought. He wondered why the soul could form such an entity... This is something that Dragon Academy has never discovered... It really makes people wonder about these ghosts...

"They were formed because of obsessions that they couldn't let go of." Dumbledore seemed to see Ash's doubts, and he explained with a smile: "Or the fear of death... Embers, are you afraid of death?"

Ash froze for a moment, and then showed his first smile today, "I used to be afraid, but after experiencing it, I am no longer afraid."

"Hmm~ very philosophical." Dumbledore praised with a smile, then smiled at the somewhat dull professor's seat, and took out a pile of cockroaches, "There is still a while before dinner...someone wants some cockroaches Pile?"

As he said that, he winked at Ash, as if hoping that this strange character would try.

Ash shook his head. He wasn't interested in eating crawling bugs... even if they tasted like chocolate, and besides, he didn't even know what chocolate tasted like.

"Pa-ta." The door of the Hogwarts auditorium was pushed open, and the vice-principal McGonagall walked in. Following her walked in slowly, followed by a group of children dressed in different colors.

It seems to be the senior students of Hogwarts. These people form a team according to the different clothes, and they come in and take their seats under the leadership of a prefect.

"Gryffindor... Ravenclaw... Slytherin... and... Hufflepuff." Ash thought about it, making sure he hadn't forgotten the names of the four colleges.

Phil stood on his shoulder and watched the group of noisy students cooing uncontrollably, as if he liked such a noisy scene.

(End of this chapter)