When will Hogwarts raise wages?

Today is indeed a good day for Amosha.

She had already changed into a new robe. At this time, she straightened her back and used the mirror to check her hairstyle for the nth time, vowing to leave an unforgettable good impression on the new students.

Finally, Hagrid knocked on the door of the castle's front hall with the new students.

Amosha took a deep breath and then opened the door.

Hagrid stood at the front. Of course, Dumbledore had already informed him.

"First year, Professor Weasley."

Amosha nodded solemnly:

"Okay, thank you, Hagrid."

Amosha led all the little kids to a small room next to the auditorium.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. I am your History of Magic Professor Amotha Weasley." Amotha raised her chin and read the lines written for her by Professor McGonagall:

"You will all live and study here for the next seven years. There are four houses in Hogwarts, namely Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor and Slytherin. Each house has It is your own brilliant achievement. After you are divided into colleges, the college will be your home. You will live and study with your classmates in the same college. Of course, if you perform well, you will get extra points for your college. On the contrary, if you do something that violates school rules, Points will be deducted, I hope no one will do this. Well, the sorting will start soon."

Amosha recited the entire line without stuttering at all. Seeing the awed expressions of all the little beans showing her, she felt really - very happy! ! !

She once again determined her goal: when Old Deng retires and Professor McGonagall becomes the principal, she will become the dean! Then try hard again. If you can't be the principal, try to be the vice principal!

"You guys wait here for a while, so you can tidy up your appearance a little." After speaking, Amosha quietly winked at Ginny, who looked at her with wide eyes and made an "ok" gesture.

Amosha returned to the auditorium, where Dumbledore and a group of professors were already sitting at the faculty table.

When Dumbledore saw Amertha, he raised a hand, and the students in the auditorium slowly became quiet.

"Okay, it's time to start sorting." He told the people in the auditorium.

After Amosha made sure everyone was in their respective places, she returned to the small room.

"Come on, let's go together. Follow me."

Amosha walked into the auditorium with a group of little kids in a very cool manner. The last time she walked into the auditorium under the watchful eyes of the students was when she was eleven years old, but this time she did not need to put on the sorting hat, but Sorting other eleven-year-olds.

Thinking about it like this, time really flies by. Amosha felt that she suddenly became emotional.

"Whenever I read someone's name, I walked up and put on the sorting hat."

Amosha unfolded the parchment with the names of the new students on it and read out the names of the new students one by one.

Soon, it was my turn——

"Ginny Weasley!"

Amosha quietly glanced at the Gryffindor table. Percy, Fred and George all craned their necks to pay attention to their little sister's sorting.

Ginny stepped forward and put on the Sorting Hat. Within half a minute, the Sorting Hat shouted: "Gryffindor!"

Another burst of applause broke out from the Gryffindor table. Amotha breathed a sigh of relief and applauded Ginny with a smile. Ginny smiled back at her and ran to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Wes. Next to Brother Lay.

After the sorting, Amertha returned the sorting hat to the principal's office. Although the branching was refreshing, she was already hungry now. After completing the task, she hurried to the auditorium to prepare for a big meal.

But thanks to two unlucky kids she temporarily forgot about, she missed the back-to-school dinner.

"Amertha," Dumbledore stood at the door of the auditorium and said to her, "Dylan has returned with them."

They walked to Professor McGonagall's office, and Amotha immediately saw two shivering children sandwiched between Professor McGonagall, Snape, and Dylan.

Ah, miserable, so miserable.

Harry and Ron thought Dylan would take them to the Great Hall, but unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped into Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall and Snape appeared, and they couldn't run away even if they wanted to.

"Ron Weasley!" Amosha crossed her arms and showed him an "amiable" smile, "Can you explain me?"

This trick was tried and true. Amosha had been threatening him like this since he was a child, so Ron's legs immediately went weak. Even Harry was startled when he saw her smile and felt guilty.

Because Lao Deng and her arrived late, Harry and Ron stuttered and repeated their experiences.

"Thanks to you, Dylan." Amosha sighed and thanked him.

"It's nothing, why are we colleagues?" Dylan looked at her with a smile, and said the word "colleague" very strongly, causing Amosha to glare at him.

At this time, Snape, who was unhappy with not deducting 50 points from Gryffindor, spoke up. He came, he came, he started to instigate Old Deng to deduct points.

Amosha watched the dean, Professor McGonagall, arguing with him. After thinking about it, she still didn't speak.

To be honest, she felt quite guilty. As the sister of one of the perpetrators, she was currently standing between a principal and two deans (not counting Dylan). She always had the illusion that the teacher would call the parents if the child caused trouble in school.

Watching the dispute between the two deans, Amosha dreamed back to before graduation, but her luck had always been good. She had not been caught swimming at night during the seven years of school.

Fortunately, Lao Deng smoothed things over and just wanted to write a letter to their parents, so he quietly let the matter go.

"I will write to your parents." Seeing Ron looking at Amosha longingly, Lao Deng added, "Mr. Weasley, this is written to your parents, not to Professor Weasley."

Ron didn't expect that Lao Deng had guessed what he was thinking, and he suddenly wilted, which made Amosha laugh.

"Okay, mom won't send you a roaring letter." She comforted him, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

Now that the matter is settled, the principal and professors should go back to attend the banquet.

Amosha stayed with them, and Dylan didn't leave either.

"Are you hungry?" She looked at Harry and Ron eating sandwiches, and with a wave of her wand, she added a plate of chicken legs for Ron and a plate of syrupy fruit pie for Harry.

"Thanks, Amertha!" Ron fucked two chicken drumsticks in a row, and then he remembered what he had missed, "Amertha, is Ginny sorted into Gryffindor?"

"Of course, and I will be assigned to the hospital this year!" Amosha said slightly excitedly.

"Which house are you sorted into?" Dylan responded faster than Ron and Harry.

"Yes!" Amosha patted his shoulder, "Thanks to you."

"Really? Then how do you thank me?"

"Please eat cake."

"make a deal."

Just behind them, Harry and Ron, one was eating a syrupy fruit pie and the other was nibbling on a chicken leg. They both had their backs to Amotha and Dylan, but they still listened to what the two were talking about.

"I don't think there's something right with them," Ron mouthed to Harry.

Haha, I knew that last year. Harry thought to himself that he shouldn't tell Ron now, but he hoped he would react quickly.

So Harry could only nod to Ron, indicating that he thought so too, and turned around to start fixing his dinner again.

Knowing too much is really annoying.