hogwarts blast

The auditorium is still as glorious and majestic as ever.

For the banquet of the new semester, or perhaps to welcome guests from the other two schools in the future, the auditorium was specially decorated.

Hundreds of candles floated above the table, making the gold plates and goblets shine.

Since Kyle and Hermione were the first students to arrive at the castle, when they entered the auditorium, the four long academy tables were not yet filled with chattering students.

As soon as he sat down at the table in his college, Kyle caught the approving look from Lao Deng.

Presumably Dumbledore also knew something about what just happened outside the castle.

Kyle smacked his lips,

I don’t know what his father was thinking. He obviously had the ability to disperse the rain clouds in the sky but did not take action, allowing those poor first-grade children to brave the heavy rain to cross the lake in this weather.

You must know that the Scottish Highlands in September are quite cold after dark, let alone in such heavy rain.

If the boat capsizes on the bitterly cold Black Lake, I'm sure one of us will catch a cold if we fall in.

Could it be that he has been a leader for too long and has begun to lose touch with the people?

Nodding slightly towards his father, Kyle looked away,

Looking at their new victim at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year with great interest... Bah, it's the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Unfortunately, the new professor sitting on the faculty chair is not the fat walrus-like Horace Slughorn.

After the Quidditch World Cup, Kyle forgot about Horace's invitation to him and held a bonfire party outside his tent.

Kyle only remembered this incident in the middle of the bonfire party. He originally planned to wait until the next day to apologize to Horace.

As a result, Death Eaters attacked the camp in the middle of the night.

Horace, who was carrying the secret of Voldemort's Horcrux, ran away overnight like a frightened bird. Even if Dumbledore came to visit him later, Horace didn't even hesitate and just refused.

As a last resort, Dumbledore had no choice but to turn to another candidate he had already designated as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, the man with scars on his face sitting in the teacher's chair.

Even though he had seen many scarred gangsters in New York, Kyle had never seen one of this level.

Every inch of the skin on the other person's face seemed to be scarred, and the facial features were extremely abstract - the mouth was like a large, crooked hole, and the place where the nose should have been raised was missing.

Good guy, catch a new noseless monster alive!

But that's not all. The most terrifying thing about this man's appearance is his eyes.

One of his eyes is normal, and the other eye is a special alchemy tool - the magic eye.

The other party also lost half of his leg and replaced it with a prosthetic leg that was a little rough in workmanship but extremely wild in appearance.

Former Auror,

Alastor Moody.

Kyle recognized the man's identity.

Of the group of Death Eaters he slaughtered at the Quidditch World Cup camp that day, Moody must have sent in roughly three-quarters of those who escaped from Azkaban.

This alone is enough to prove the opponent's toughness.

My father actually invited such a ruthless person to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. It seemed that he had made some determination to prevent students from continuing to muddle through in this subject.

Because of Voldemort's curse, Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts education has gone back more than fifty years.

Look at what kind of students Dumbledore brought out when he taught the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Uncle Newt is a being who can compete with his evil father.

Although it was said that he was pressed to the ground and rubbed, it was an overkill at least.

Let’s look at the current graduates. What kind of things can they learn under the guidance of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts who is like a consumable that changes every year?

Even a novice like Ron could get an excellent grade in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class before he became the Eight-Tails Jinchuuriki. You can only imagine how bad this class is.

With the course on Defense Against Darkness seriously lagging behind, Hogwarts has dropped to 7th place in the rankings of the 11 magic schools in the world. How can it be considered the best magic school in the world?

Wake up quickly.

Fortunately, their school welcomed a ruthless person like Moody this year.

Kyle is already looking forward to this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

With Kyle's level, even Moody would have a hard time teaching him anything.

What Kyle is looking forward to is that Hogwarts, which he regards as the training ground for saints, will finally have a reliable practical teacher.

…

Kyle and the other senior students didn't have to wait long before Professor McGonagall led a long line of first-year students in from the outside.

They stood in a row along the staff table, stopped, and faced the entire school.

Since many students had already disembarked from the Hogwarts Express when Kyle dispersed the rain clouds, many of these first-year students were still drenched by the heavy rain.

Only some of the lucky ones with slower hands and feet were not dripping.

At this time, they were all trembling because of the cold and nervousness.

Kyle frowned slightly and waved to the freshmen, and instantly a row of Grindelwald's gas stoves lit up under their feet.

The sudden appearance of the bright blue fire naturally startled the freshmen.

However, they quickly calmed down when they found that their soaked clothes were quickly dried in this non-scalding flame.

At this time, Professor McGonagall placed a three-legged stool on the ground in front of the new students, and placed a tattered, dirty, and patched wizard's hat on the stool.

When the Sorting Hat grinned, the senior students at Hogwarts knew that the classic school song was coming again.

The fathers all held their chins in boredom, their ears sealed by magic earplugs that automatically filtered out the Sorting Hat's song.

The Sorting Hat's song this year is much scarier than before.

This goes back to last year when Kyle was in the principal's office and accidentally told the Sorting Hat that in the Muggle world, there is a magical skill called ventriloquism.

Then... the Sorting Hat went crazy.

Muggle ventriloquists also need some props to imitate specific sounds.

But the Sorting Hat is a magical creation, and it doesn't need those at all.

You can directly use magic to simulate the sound of a specific instrument.

Well, now, the Sorting Hat was originally just a cappella, but now it even has accompaniment developed.

If its accompaniment instrument was taught by Dumbledore, that would be fine, at least it would be more normal, but the key is that its musical enlightenment mentor is the Killer of a Thousand Knives Kyle Grindelwald.

Who is Kyle?

The legendary celestial traveler!

What you teach must naturally be the quintessence of the Chinese nation!

The erhu, suona, gongs and drums...are basically all musical instruments that can come in handy during banquets in the village.

When the Sorting Hat put the lyrics that it had worked so hard to write for a whole year and played the complete melody of "astronomia" in the folk ensemble version in the auditorium, Dumbledore's face was quite wonderful.

"That was more than a thousand years ago. I had just been woven into shape..."

"There are four famous wizards, and their names are passed down to this day..."

In a daze, Dumbledore seemed to see an illusory door to the underworld emerging in the auditorium, and this door was still facing him, and the two doors slowly opened.

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, everyone in the auditorium looked at each other, each one still immersed in the scenes on both sides of Huangquan Road.

It was not until Dumbledore came to his senses and took the initiative to applaud that many teachers and students in the auditorium woke up from a dream.

Led by Dumbledore, the auditorium burst into warm applause.

The next sorting ceremony was a bit boring.

Kyle held his chin up and waited boredly for the sorting ceremony to end.

These freshmen are still too disciplined. Can't there be a warrior like him who threatened the Sorting Hat?