Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Soul never expected that Snape would follow him.

The cold wind blowing seemed to be even colder.

Just when Snape softly announced that Gryffindor had been deducted fifty points because of Harry.

As for?

Just to deduct points from Gryffindor.

"There is a reason for this." It seemed that because of Soul's presence, Harry had the courage to express his disagreement with Snape's deduction of points.

"Malfoy attacked on the train---"

"Shut up, Potter." Snape's face darkened, "Confront the professor, and you'll get another twenty points from Gryffindor!"

Harry was so angry that he subconsciously looked up at Soul, hoping that he would give him justice.

Snape naturally noticed Harry's movements, and before Soul could respond, he immediately stopped Harry's delusion.

"Falsely accusing classmates, ridiculously attributing the reason for being late to attacks by classmates! Another twenty points from Gryffindor!"

"Besides." Snape glanced coldly at Harry, "come to Hogwarts wearing Muggle clothes, and then--"

"Ahem..." Soul coughed lightly, signaling his teacher, who was addicted to deducting Gryffindor points, to restrain himself and stop scaring Harry...

Yes, scare, although it is not ruled out whether Snape will materialize it in the future.

But for now...Gryffindor's points---are really undeductible.

This is the beginning of the school year, the sorting ceremony is still going on, and the hourglasses of the four houses are empty! empty!

There is no possibility of deducting points without deducting points in the hourglass, and Snape's deduction points are applied to the block. Under the premise that there are no deductions, this deduction is obviously invalid.

But obviously, neither Snape, who was deducted points, nor Harry, who had forgotten that school had just started, noticed this.

"Another twenty points will be deducted!" Snape ignored Soul's reminder and continued to use the poisonous tongue skill in a cold voice, "I don't think any college has been deducted points before the pudding is served. You are probably the founder. Record it, Potter."

"I can guess what you are thinking. Without the flying car, do you think rushing into the auditorium in the middle of the banquet will also have a dramatic effect? ​​Huh?"

Harry buried his head deeply and clenched his fists. You didn't need to think about it to know how angry Harry was now.

Soul shook his head slightly.

Fortunately, the road from the door to the castle gate was not long. The three of them had already reached the steps of the castle. The oak door was open, and bursts of applause spread from the foyer to the wide stone-paved hall.

Snape's mouth finally closed at this point, he hummed softly and walked straight into the door.

Soul sighed, pulled out his wand and lightly tapped the Muggle attire on Harry, who was glaring at Snape with resentful eyes, instantly transforming it into a wizard's robe. Oh, of course, this is just a transfiguration spell. In essence, it is still a transformation spell. That outfit.

He also did not remind Harry of the fact that the deduction of points was invalid when the four major colleges' points were reset to zero at this time. He only lightly patted Harry on the shoulder after changing his clothes.

"Let's go in quickly. The sorting ceremony seems to be almost underway. Enjoying delicious food should be the most important thing right now. You must be hungry, right?"

Although Harry was angry, he nodded.

Then he followed Suer towards the lively auditorium.

As he walked from the edge all the way in, Sur naturally received the attention of many people. Some were surprised and some were pleasantly surprised. After all, when the Defense Against the Dark Arts team reached its peak, there were many people, but more, It's doubt.

Hagrid, who was eating a lot, showed a smile towards Soul.

Trelawney, who had gone through a big change in the last school year, was on Hagrid's side, watching the stranger come in, her big but lifeless eyes staring at Soul in a frightening way, with inquiry, More fear.

Soul smiled at her and continued walking forward, passing Dumbledore until he reached the other side of him. Professor Flitwick left a place for him.

After sitting down, the timing was just right. The perfectly cooked veal steak had just arrived on the table. With the hot red wine, the unique fragrance of beef, and the slightly burnt cheese on the surface, Sur devoured it.

But what he didn't notice was that there was a little girl under the rostrum who almost made her eyes bristle and didn't get a response.

By the time Sur noticed this fiery look, the steak had been replaced with black pepper butter mashed potatoes.

Sur quickly smiled in the direction he was looking at.

But he saw Hermione puffing her mouth and turning her little head away.

"Oh!"

"Damn it, drinking caused trouble, and I forgot about my little girlfriend."

Soul reluctantly shoveled his fork into the mashed potatoes and snarled unconsciously.

"Damn it Sirius."

"What the hell? Nockham?" Professor Flitwick raised his head and looked at Suhr in confusion, "Does this mashed potato remind you of any unpleasant past?"

Su Er was shocked, showed a stiff smile, and quickly compiled a sad story about mashed potatoes.

"Oh, yes, Flitwick, it has nothing to do with this delicious mashed potatoes. I just remembered that I had a falling out with my girlfriend because of the taste."

"Oh?" Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up, "Careful."

Suhr had nothing to say in detail, so he had to search through the memories in his mind to find something that could satisfy Professor Flitwick's curiosity.

"It's not easy for you either."

Finally, Flitwick concluded, reaching out compassionately for the pudding that had just arrived on the table.

"I hope this delicious jam pudding can make you forget the unpleasant past."

"Thank you, Professor Flitwick."

Snack time passed quickly and finally it was time for the final speech and Dumbledore stood up from his seat.

The auditorium suddenly became quiet.

"Welcome." He smiled kindly and opened his arms as if to embrace the entire auditorium. "It's another new year. I wish everyone a good evening."

The little wizards were still very considerate, with thunderous applause!

Dumbledore maintained the embrace until the applause died down.

"All right."

He lowered his arms and spoke softly, but everyone could hear him clearly.

"New students, welcome to school. Some children may not have received a wand during this holiday because Mr. Ollivander needs to recuperate for some time for some reasons. I guarantee that by this Christmas, you will all get your own wand. "

There was sparse applause from every table.

Because Ollivander was kidnapped by Voldemort, many new students from Muggle families were unable to obtain their wands.

"Old classmates." Dumbledore continued to say softly, "Welcome back to school and welcome the new school year of magic education. Let's talk about the same old tune again. The administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that casting spells is not allowed in the corridors. In addition, this year absolutely Students are prohibited from bringing in any joke merchandise purchased from Weasley's Trick Shop."

Su Er clearly saw that many students grinned silently. It was obvious that they did not care about this school rule.

"Students who want to join the college's Quidditch team should report their names to the dean as usual. In addition, we are also looking for a new commentator for the Quidditch match. Interested parties can also sign up with the dean."

"Finally, I would like to solemnly introduce to you an excellent wizard who will become our new teacher, Professor Ebo Nockhan."

Suer stood up and smiled at the little wizards in the audience.

Applause began to ring out sparsely, and some young wizards had already begun to applaud. Without exception, they were all members of the Defense Against the Dark Arts study group last school year.

Dumbledore did not let the applause stop him and continued his announcement.

"He will be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the new academic year."

"Hmph." Snape's face looked very unhappy and he couldn't help but hum. However, this hum was quickly drowned in the applause that gradually formed.