The Bard at Hogwarts

The beginning of the banquet also means that Hogwarts has entered a new school year.

Everything seems to be on track.

Gryffindor table.

With the appearance of all kinds of delicious food, Ron started to devour the food immediately. After riding the train for most of the day, he was already very hungry.

He holds a huge chicken leg in his left hand, and a spoon in his right hand, scooping out a plate of mashed potatoes made with parsley and garlic leaves.

Just for this appearance, he really thought that the Weasley family had treated him badly.

As the resident ghost of Gryffindor, the almost headless Nico was floating around. Watching Ron shooting his bow from left to right, he couldn't help but be a little greedy.

But as a ghost, he couldn't eat food from living people, so he could only watch.

"Hey! Let me tell you, you guys are really lucky. You know, today's dinner almost came to nothing."

The almost headless Nico was sour when he opened his mouth.

Ron ate his food and seemed to have no interest in it; but Harry took the topic decisively and asked curiously:

"Oh? Tell me what happened."

"There was a big mess in the kitchen earlier. Peeves went crazy and stayed there all afternoon causing trouble."

Nearly Headless Nico sighed heavily, but it seemed that the movement was a little too big, which made his neck with the skin look a little unstable.

"Then what? There must be a reason for Peeves." Ron smacked his lips and intervened in the topic.

Ron also knew that a lot of information about the castle was obtained inadvertently, and it was absolutely impossible to listen too little, otherwise there would not be enough to talk about.

"Then? The reason?" Nearly Headless Nico floated in the air and turned around.

"Peeves was naturally driven away by the Bloody Balor. As for the reason, it was just bringing up old things again. Peeves had always been eager to attend the banquet. He thought he would stop after being honest for decades, but he didn't expect it to start again. At that time in the kitchen It was a mess..."

"That's really bad!" Ron responded half-heartedly.

There was nothing exciting to talk about, and he didn't really want to chat with ghosts.

…

The opening dinner continued amidst the chatter and excitement.

About an hour later, Dumbledore stood up again.

"Okay, I think you all should have eaten and drank enough!"

As the principal's words fell, the remaining food, half-drunk drinks and tableware on the table disappeared in an instant, and the long tables of the four colleges were as clean as new again.

"For two whole hours, I was just feeding Tebo warthogs!" Draco complained softly.

Ino heard the complaints, but didn't say anything. Looking at things from different angles, the results were completely different.

Food that looks rich and delicious is a feast for some families, but for others it is just a daily dish.

But one thing is for sure, even in Slytherin, there are only a few families with house elves.

This may be why the dinner lasted two hours.

At the guest of honor table.

Dumbledore repeated his old tune, mainly reminding the new students not to run into the Forbidden Forest and prohibit the use of some dangerous toys in the castle. The specific content was provided by Filch, the castle administrator.

When he said this, Dumbledore glanced at the Gryffindor table without any trace, and focused on the twins on the table.

As if feeling something from their hearts, George and Fred looked at each other and put on expressions of clear conscience at the same time.

Dumbledore shifted his gaze with a smile on his face and looked at the little wizard in the castle again.

"Besides! I am very sorry to tell you that Hogwarts will no longer host the Quidditch House Cup this year..."

boom!

This news was completely a depth charge, catching everyone present off guard.

"Why should he!" Draco ignored etiquette and slapped the table excitedly.

Perhaps he once joined the Quidditch team to gain people's approval. But in the past two years, he gradually adapted to Quidditch and fell in love with the sport.

When Draco heard about the cancellation, he felt dissatisfied.

Slytherin is like this, not to mention the other three houses.

If it weren't for Dumbledore's prestige over the years, the young wizards might be able to stage an impromptu uprising on the spot.

Even if most of the young wizards maintained their basic sanity, the protests in the auditorium almost lifted the ceiling. Many people looked at Dumbledore anxiously, waiting for his explanation.

Faced with this situation, Dumbledore raised his hands and pressed them down feintly, and the noise suddenly became much quieter.

"Stop Quidditch because there is a large-scale event this year that will start in October and last throughout the school year. For this reason, we have to make corresponding adjustments..."

"But I believe that you will all have a lot of fun from it. I am very honored to announce to you that this year's Hogwarts..."

Dumbledore's voice echoed throughout the auditorium, but amid all the anticipation, his speech was interrupted by rapid crashes.

It also attracted the attention of the little wizards in the auditorium.

Unlike others who were curious, Ino was slightly surprised at this moment. Unlike the original story where Lupine was kicked out, the werewolf professor was still sitting at the staff table.

With a "bang" sound, under everyone's gaze, the door of the auditorium was pushed open, and an old wizard was standing at the door, holding a special crutch in his hand.

As if to prove the usefulness of the cane, the wizard outside the door slammed the cane on the ground, making a muffled sound, and then limped into the hall.

Under the bright candlelight, everyone could see the intruder clearly, with long, sparse gray hair and a face full of scars...

However, the most eye-catching thing was the pair of eyes, one large and one small, which always looked a bit scary and weird.

The normal brown eye looked forward, while the other weird blue eye kept turning, scanning everything around.

"Mad-Eye..."

"How could it be him..."

In the hall, some senior students discussed in a low voice.

However, Moody turned a blind eye to these discussions. As the top Auror in England, he knew his reputation too well and was used to being talked about.

But the more he was talked about, the more crazy Moody became, and he looked around the whole place with his magic eye unscrupulously.

But soon, Moody unexpectedly discovered that someone dared to look him in the eye.

At the same time.

When Ino saw that the magic eye stopped moving, he smiled politely and naturally shifted his gaze.

After a brief look, he felt that the Moody in front of him should be real.

Although there was no effective evidence, the wizard's intuition was sometimes a good evidence.

After confirming that there was no problem, Ino did not intend to look at him provocatively. Although this old Auror was very strong, he was also limited.

Now, what made him curious was Dumbledore's arrangement.

Although Hogwarts was very large, the teaching staff positions were assigned to each person. If there were no vacant positions, where should Moody be arranged by the headmaster?