Rome was not built in a day, and neither was authority.

Hagrid was now an officially employed professor. Although Allen felt a bit deceitful on his part, the students were still excited after being driven away by the almost commanding tone.

"Sorry, Hagrid."

Allen looked at the direction in which Hagrid was leaving and thought to himself.

Then, he turned to look at all the students who had been summoned;

"I am Alan Robint, prefect of sixth form.

It is the convener of this assembly, our senior students, who have gathered all the students here today.

We gathered all the students in the school just to discuss a few issues with you."

First-year students, you are new to the school, and everyone here is your senior. If you have any difficulties, you can speak out without being shy.

No matter what the problem is, everyone will kindly help you solve it.

Now, first grade students, answer me loudly.

Have you had enough to eat recently?"

William asked a question that everyone present was unexpected.

The field was silent for a while, and scattered complaints in response came from the area where the first-year students were standing.

The Ministry of Magic has begun to use various means to control Hogwarts. Fresh food must undergo strict scrutiny. It is difficult to eat well, not to mention eating well. The three meals that were originally rich can now only be described as makeshift.

.

"Aren't you full?"

"Yes, I'm not full."

The voices of the first graders began to unite - the food was fine when they entered the school, but after the Triwizard Tournament was no longer held in the school, the quality of the food dropped alarmingly.

"louder please."

“Not enough to eat!”

"It's okay if we don't have enough to eat. We don't have much to eat either."

There was laughter from the audience.

"At Hogwarts, if first-year students don't have enough to eat, that means all students don't have enough to eat."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Allen stood in front of everyone and waved.

“My classmates, juniors, and friends;

You have just sent me laughter, but these laughter are not caused by me. No, they are caused by the experiences of all of us.

I know that you are here today because of your inner desire and a concept.

The old rules no longer fit here, everyone is frustrated,

You come today because you are eager for some new, some completely different rules.

I guess you all think that I organized such an event because Dumbledore left and had an unsupervised carnival.

No, not a rave, I don’t hate management? There’s no need for me to rave about it.

We don’t gather for carnival, but to make our voices heard.

Yes? Our own voice.”

"I guess some students already know that the Ministry of Magic is putting pressure on the school - which is why the school kitchen can't get anything to eat at all."

"Our demands, our desires? The voice I want to make is simple: we want bread."

"We don't think about what the Ministry of Magic is going to do? What grand ideas it has? What kind of ideas it has? What kind of future it plans to build."

"We want bread."

"Leave Hogwarts? Go onto the streets? Go to Diagon Alley? Go to Knockturn Alley, go to Hogsmeade? Go to the Ministry of Magic, go to all the magical places we know? Send out flyers and signs, type them

Here comes our slogan.

Let the owls carry our demands everywhere? Tell everyone that we, the students of Hogwarts, do not pursue violence, we want bread!"

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