Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

The first-year students stared blankly at the Sorting Hat, and the auditorium became extremely quiet. At this time, a crack near the brim opened like a mouth, and the hat suddenly sang a song (I tried my best to rhyme):

Once upon a time I was a brand new Sorting Hat,

I was created by four famous wizards,

Many people know their names;

Gryffindor is the brave and fearless lion roaring,

Slytherin is the pride of an ambitious and shrewd snake,

Ravenclaw, the wise and learned raven crows,

Hufflepuff is looked after by an upright and loyal badger,

Their names shine at Hogwarts!

Their first intentions paid off at Hogwarts!

……

Don't laugh when you see me,

I'm the magic hat for the Hogwarts test,

any thought hidden in your mind,

Can't hide from the golden eyes of the devil's hat,

Wear me and you can see clearly what is most important in your heart!

You never know the secret!

But you will get what you want most!

……

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, there was warm applause in the auditorium.

Flitwick stood on a higher bench and unfolded a large roll of parchment.

"Okay, freshmen, when I call your name, put your hat on your head and sit on the stool," he said to the first-year students. "When the hat announces the college, go and sit on the corresponding chair." At the table.”

Gray sat upright, but he did not focus on the group of freshmen. Instead, he looked straight ahead - Ron Weasley sitting at the Gryffindor table. Where did he get that mouse?

After a while, the sorting ceremony ended at the same time.McGonagall strode towards her empty seat at the staff table, while on the other side of the Great Hall, Harry and Hermione were tiptoeing towards the Gryffindor table.

Dumbledore was facing all the classmates with a smile.

"Welcome!" said Dumbledore, the candlelight shining on his beard. "Welcome back to Hogwarts! I have a few things to tell you all, one of which is very important, so I thought it would be best to clarify this before your brains become muddled by your delicious feast..."

He first announced that the dementors were coming to guard the school, and then he was about to announce the new professor. Gray saw Hagrid on the other side of the teacher's chair, his hands rubbing his own. He was wearing the moleskin coat, and he was nervous. Excited again.Next to Gray, Lupine had his hands crossed. His slightly bent back straightened a little, but his face was still very tired.

"On a lighter note," Dumbledore continued, "I am delighted to welcome two new teachers to our ranks this term. First, there is Professor Lupin, who has kindly agreed to fill the Defense Against the Dark Arts vacancy .”

There were a few cold and sparse applause in the auditorium, most of which came from the Gryffindor table - the students in the same compartment as him.

Gray also clapped, and Lupine nodded gratefully to him.

"As for our second new teacher," Dumbledore waited for the sparse applause to welcome Professor Lupin to calm down before continuing, "I regret to tell you that our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, Professor Kettleburn Retired at the end of last term in order to have more time to enjoy his old arms and legs. However, I am pleased to announce that the person who will be filling his position is none other than Rubeus Hagrid, who has agreed to take on the role of The Hunting Ground In addition to the duties of a guard, I accept this teaching position."

After Gryffindor's extraordinarily loud applause ended, Dumbledore spoke.

"Okay, there are so many important things, let's have a banquet!"

After that, everyone was free during the entire dinner. The students were talking and laughing, but Gray's ears were very quiet, and there were no more chattering words. He was no longer the Luo who introduced himself with his photo and autograph at the beginning. Instead, it was Lupine who was eating peacefully throughout the whole process.

"The school has added a new course," Lupine cut a piece of steak, "but I don't know much and have never been exposed to this subject. It is said that this is a very unpopular subject, right? I can do research on it and learn something." It’s amazing that it came true.”

"Thank you, Remus." Gray said, "I only know some basic crystal science, and there are many things behind it that I still don't know..."

"Dumbledore opened a new class specifically, which is enough to understand your excellence." Lupine smiled.

After the dinner, Hagrid stood next to the teacher's chair and chatted with Harry and the three of them. Everyone was preparing to enjoy a good rest after the delicious dinner. Lupine stood up and was saying goodbye to Gray. Trelawney didn't know where to look. pop up.

"You have a bright road ahead, my dear." Trelawney suddenly said a word and left.

"Professor of Divination class, you should know." Gray shrugged.

"It's quite rare to hear her say something auspicious," said Lupine, "but I'm glad to hear it."

"Indeed, it is a divination prophecy after all. I hope she can say more, which can be regarded as a blessing to everyone." Gray said.

But the next day, Trelawney's words turned ominous.

"I really don't understand, Sybil is..." Professor McGonagall suddenly stopped and held back a long sentence that was about to blurt out later, "She likes to welcome a new class by looking at omens of death." , she told Potter in the first class early this morning that he had to die and would not live long."

"Really?" Gray said as he walked away, "But Potter shouldn't be affected in any way, right?"

"In my opinion, the impact is not small. This morning's Transfiguration class was completely lifeless." McGonagall finally added, "It affects teaching."

Gray and McGonagall came to the auditorium from the back door of the teacher's chair. At noon, Hagrid arrived at his seat a little late. He said that he was preparing for his first class. Gray was indeed looking forward to Hagrid's first class. After all, Without Buckbeak, the class will definitely be completed successfully, right?

However, that afternoon, when Gray was passing by the school hospital, a scream stopped him in his tracks.

"My arm—"

Shouts came from the school hospital.

"Your wound has healed very well, Malfoy." Madam Pomfrey's voice came from inside, "Does it still hurt now?"

"I hurt like hell, ma'am, I feel like my bones are going to break," Malfoy groaned.

"He should be fired immediately!" Pansy screamed.

"This is a hospital, don't talk so loudly." Madam Pomfrey shouted, and quickly walked to the medicine cabinet at the door and took two bottles of potions and a roll of bandages.

"Does it still hurt?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

"It still hurts, ma'am. I still hurt. I can't move my arm at all. That dangerous monster hurt me. My arm is going to be useless now-" Malfoy said, "I can't lift it, but it's been pain--"

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a bandage..."