The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

With the announcement of the new Care of Magical Creatures teacher, the chatter in the hall reappeared.

Especially at the long table of Slytherin, several "new classmates" of Slytherin beside Jon have gathered together.

"She's from Fudge!" Draco Malfoy bent down and whispered, "That Dolores Umbridge...she's Cornelius Fudge's confidant..."

"I remember the name, is she Alford Umbridge, the former Ministry of Magic Squib cleaner, his daughter with a Muggle!" Pansy Parkinson also asked in a low voice.

"That's right, it's her!" Malfoy showed a sneering smile on his mouth, "Although she has never acknowledged this relationship to the outside world, and insisted that she is from the Selwyn family!"

"I don't remember such ugly monsters in the Selwyn family!" Tiffany Selwyn, who was sitting next to Astoria Greengrass, glanced at the teacher's seat with some disdain, and then lowered her head.

"But my father told me that it's best to have a good relationship with her this semester!" Malfoy looked around cautiously: "Because the Ministry of Magic is going to attack Hogwarts this semester, the appearance of this woman is a sign... ..."

"Does that mean the Dark Lord..." Sean Avery also whispered, but in the middle of speaking, he glanced at Jon with some concern.

"Christopher is from Durmstrang!" Malfoy nodded to him: "He is a trustworthy friend!"

Jon was a little flattered, and nodded quickly.

Little Avery glanced at Jon suspiciously, but did not continue.

"Am I breaking into the enemy?" Jon thought to himself.

The second generation of Death Eaters and some Slytherin students seemed to form a small group.

What made him more relieved was that neither of the Greengrass sisters was a member of this small group, and they didn't even look this way.

...

Albus Dumbledore on the teacher's table continued: "The selection of the House Quidditch team will be..."

A series of dry coughs suddenly interrupted Dumbledore's speech.

Dumbledore froze, and he looked at Professor Umbridge questioningly.

At this time, I only heard the pink toad clear its throat:

"Can I say a few words, Headmaster?"

Her voice was high and high-pitched, like a little girl's; but it was just the tone, the pitch was actually very, very repulsive.

A look of surprise appeared on Dumbledore's face for a moment, but he sat down immediately, looking intently at Professor Umbridge, as if he couldn't wait to hear what she had to say.

The faces of the other teachers were not very good...Professor Sprout's eyebrows almost jumped into her fluttering hair, Professor McGonagall squeezed her mouth tightly, and Professor Snape looked down and looked down. come on...

No professor had ever dared to interrupt the headmaster before, and this newcomer obviously didn't understand Hogwarts rules.

"Thank you, Headmaster!" Umbridge continued with a smirk. "Well, I have to say, it's great to be back at Hogwarts as a teacher...to see these happy little It's great looking up at me... I'm desperate to get to know you all sooner rather than later, I'm sure we'll be great friends..."

She grinned and let out a barbell laugh, showing her sharp teeth.

But then, her tone suddenly changed... From the previous "girly voice", it was like using a voice changer, and suddenly it became an extremely harsh aunt's voice:

"The Ministry of Magic has always believed that educating young wizards is a very important matter..."

"...an ancient skill unique to the wizarding world, which must be passed on from generation to generation, or it will disappear..."

"...the practice of progress for the sake of progress should never be encouraged. Our traditions have been tempered and need no poor revision..."

"...we must resolutely maintain what should be maintained, improve what needs to be improved, and discard what we should prohibit."

Ten minutes long speech, the effect is actually very bad.

At least the vast majority of Hogwarts students had no intention of listening to Umbridge's terrible speech. Some of them were whispering and whispering, some were secretly reading newspapers and magazines, and some were trying to pretend to be listening carefully...

Jon is also trying to pretend to be listening carefully, looking in a daze, but in fact he is really listening carefully.

At the same time, from the corner of Jon's eyes, he also noticed some details on the teacher's table: for example, Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout exchanged a meaningful look, and Professor Moody's magic eyes kept staring at Umbridge. Hanging around, and Professor Dumbledore secretly ate a piece of chocolate pudding while everyone else's attention was on Umbridge...

With the end of the last sentence, Professor Dumbledore started to applaud first; other teachers and students also began to applaud, but the applause was sporadic.

"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, your speech was very enlightening." Dumbledore bowed to Umbridge, and then continued: "The selection of the Academy Quidditch team will be... "

...

Jon wasn't interested in knowing when the Quidditch trials would start, and it had little to do with him.

As Professor Dumbledore announced the dismissal of the teachers and students of the school, there was a sound of tables and chairs colliding around, and everyone stood up and prepared to leave the auditorium.

Jon pretended to be thinking about something, stayed in the hall, waited for a while, and found that there was no ghost or portrait to bring him a message, telling him to go to Dumbledore's office.

So he stood up confidently and followed the flow of people out of the hall.

"Little ones, this way..." Draco Malfoy was there with Pansy Parkinson, directing the assembly of the first-year students. He nodded towards Jon, and then went on with his work.

Jon wanted to find Crabbe and Goyle and ask them to take him back to the Slytherin common room, after all, he needed a password to enter the common room.

However, the two big idiots had disappeared, probably because they were sick of hearing Umbridge's speech, and Dumbledore ran away as soon as he announced it.

At this time, a girl seemed to notice him.

"Are you the exchange student?" She asked softly.

Jon was taken aback, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he nodded.

"You probably don't know where our common room is!" said the girl who looked slightly older than Jon, "Come with me!"

Then she turned around and added, "My name is Greenglass, Daphne Greengrass."