Magical Studies at Hogwarts

This was perhaps the most special opening dinner. Both the professors and the students sitting at the desk of their own deans were all talking quietly about it.

The professors were talking about the horrific attack before, and everyone's expressions were solemn. The students were a little different. They were more exchanging the gossip they heard during the summer vacation, and some were promoted this year.

Those things that the second-year science attacker once did, and thus received many expressions of shock, fear, and low voices.

Not long after Hermione and Ron returned to their seats, the door to the auditorium was opened. Professor McGonagall walked at the front holding a roll of parchment as usual, and the little pods behind her looked much better.

This is normal. Seeing Hogwarts Castle in a carriage and by boat are two completely different experiences. In addition, the ceiling of the auditorium tonight has been carefully decorated, making it even more warm. This will undoubtedly soothe the little Doudin.

They have suffered traumatized hearts.

Professor McGonagall waved her hand and asked the little beanies to stay where they were. She walked to the bottom of the podium, nodded to Dumbledore in the middle of the professor's chair, and then waved her wand, and the Sorting Hat flew over safely.

It fell on the round stool placed under the rostrum.

After the Sorting Hat sang a song, the sorting ceremony officially began.

Professor McGonagall called Little Douding up one by one. The Sorting Hat gave the results of the sorting, and Little Douding went to his desk.

This time, the atmosphere finally got better, and the familiar cheers and applause also sounded, which to a certain extent dissipated the previous gloom. Until the end of the sorting ceremony, it looked no different from previous years.

Professor McGonagall put away the parchment and returned to the professor's chair with her dark green dress in hand. After sitting down, Dumbledore stood up.

He pushed up his glasses and used his right hand. Only then did Hermione, Harry, and Ron notice the changes in his hand.

"I know everyone has been waiting for a long time, so let's eat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sumptuous dinner appeared on the long table. Ron picked up a fried chicken leg and took a bite, then moved closer to Harry next to him and whispered: "Harry, did you just see it?

Dumbledore's hand..."

"I saw it." Harry forked a piece of steak onto the plate, but frowned, "This is wrong."

"Of course something is wrong." Hermione finally spoke, putting some salad on her plate and said, "There's no reason for an injury like that to heal so quickly."

"I dare say that he must have tried Fox's Tears the first time he was injured. But when we last saw him, his hand was not healed yet..."

"But that's a good thing, right?" Ron said.

"I don't know." Hermione shook her head, "But it can't be worse, can it?"

"I hope so." Harry said softly, but the scowl on his brows did not diminish at all. He saw the final result of the battle. It can be said that both sides were injured. Although Ike's injury seemed to be more serious, Dumbledore

It won't be any lighter.

So, is this relaxed look just fake?

"Forget it, don't think so much. We are back at Hogwarts now, and those guys won't come in." Ron put the chicken bones aside and poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice, "It's safe here.

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"Of course." Harry nodded, he still agreed with Ron on this point.

Where Dumbledore is, there is safety.

Hermione raised her head and glanced at Harry and Ron opposite her, then lowered her head and ate the salad on the plate without answering any further questions.

Gradually, everyone was full, and the atmosphere returned to the same joyful and relaxed atmosphere as in previous years. At this time, Dumbledore stood up again, clapped his hands, attracted everyone's attention, and said: "In

Before the new semester begins, there are a few things I want to say first..."

"The Forbidden Forest is still prohibited for all students. Freshmen in the first grade should especially pay attention to this."

"Once again, Mr. Filch, the caretaker, would like me to sincerely advise everyone not to perform magic in the corridors and not to bring any joke merchandise purchased from Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes."

"Students who want to join the Quidditch team should submit their names to the dean as usual. At the same time, we are also looking for a new Quidditch commentator. Those who are interested should also sign up with the dean."

"Also, everyone should have noticed that we are very happy to welcome a new teacher this year, Professor Slughorn!"

Dumbledore took the lead in applauding, and Slughorn stood up with a smile and waved to everyone before sitting down.

"This is a former colleague of mine who has agreed to return to his old profession as a Potions teacher."

"Potions class?"

"Potions class!"

There was an uproar in the auditorium, and everyone felt that they had heard wrongly.

"At the same time..." Dumbledore suddenly raised his voice, "Professor Snape will be the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

"No!" Harry shouted loudly, which was particularly obvious among the noisy voices.

He looked at Snape angrily at the professor's chair, watched him lazily raise his hand towards the Slytherin table where the cheers were warm, and saw clearly the trace of pride on his face.

"Harry, didn't you say..." Ron tugged on Harry's clothes and asked, "Is Professor Slughorn going to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"I thought it was him," Harry said, trying to recall what Dumbledore had said to him. Only then did he realize that Dumbledore had never clearly told him what Slughorn wanted to teach him.

The auditorium had become a mess, with some shouting in despair and some shouting happily. At this time, Dumbledore cleared his throat and waited for everyone to calm down before continuing to speak.

"Everyone in this hall knows that Voldemort and his followers are making trouble again, and their power is growing."

"I need to emphasize that the current situation is very dangerous. Just a few hours ago, we experienced an attack and paid a heavy price for it..."

"Some people left us forever in that battle." Dumbledore's voice became deeper. "The lessons of blood and pain tell us that everyone must be extremely cautious to ensure their own safety."

"Perhaps some of you have heard that the castle's magical defenses were strengthened during the summer vacation, but this does not mean that we can take it lightly!"

"Every teacher and student must always be vigilant and must not take it lightly!"

Dumbledore paused, his sharp eyes scanning everyone in the auditorium.

"I demand!" He said seriously, "You must strictly abide by every safety rule set by the teacher. No matter how annoying those rules are, you must strictly abide by them, especially the rule that you are not allowed to get up and go out after lights out!"

"Whether inside or outside the school, everyone must report to the teacher immediately if they find any abnormality or suspicious situation!"

"I hope that for the safety of yourself and others, you will all restrain your behavior."

"Whether you are willing to admit it or not, the facts are already there..."

"The war has begun!"

"Right next to us!"