The students were all full and drunk, and the sound of the auditorium gradually became noisy. At this time, Dumbledore stood up again. His speech immediately stopped and everyone turned his face to the principal.

"Okay, since we are digesting another extremely rich meal, I ask everyone to be quiet for a while and listen to me talk about the precautions for the new semester as usual..." Dumbledore talked about rules such as the forbidden forests that cannot enter.

"The administrator, Mr. Felch, asked me, and he told me that this was the 426th time, and asked me to remind you all that magic is not allowed in the corridor during class, and that many other regulations are placed on the long list and posted on the door of Mr. Felch's office.

"I'm glad that there is good news to tell you that this year's Dark Magic Defense Art Class will be officially professor by Mr. Remus Lupin, who was the interim class last semester." As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, warm applause and cheers rang out in the auditorium, and the applause on the Gryffindor's dining table was particularly warm.

Professor Lupin stood up and greeted everyone with a smile. Professor Snape at the other end of the dining table stared at him coldly. His yellow and thin face twitched, and his expression was full of disgust and hatred.

Allen saw Harry slapping himself desperately, Ron slammed the table and cheered loudly, and the Gryffindors finally stopped applauding, and Dumbledore began to speak again.

“We are equally pleased to introduce Ms. Umbridge, who will be entering Hogwarts as a special observer for the Ministry of Magic, and make their own suggestions on the ways and teaching of our teachers.”

There was a polite but not very enthusiastic applause in the auditorium.

Dumbledore continued: "The selection of new Quidditch team members should be completed before the end of the first month of school. Well, there are so many important things. Seniors in the upper grades can go to Hogsmeade on Saturday. The younger wizards in the lower grades can consider asking seniors to bring you some snacks, sour lollipops, and weird-smelling beans? I think the cockroach pile is very good."

Dumbledore waved his hand with a smile, indicating that the senior could take the little wizards back.

Suddenly, he turned his head suddenly and looked at Umbridge inquiringly, as she raised her hand high, tilted her head, and looked at Dumbledore with a smile on her face.

Professor Dumbledore's voice sounded again: "Ah, please wait. It seems that Observer Umbridge has something to say to us." Professor Dumbledore made an inviting gesture, and then he sat down smartly.

The little wizards who had already stood up and were about to leave sat back and looked at Umbridge in surprise.

"Thank you, Principal," Professor Umbridge said with a smirk, "Thank you for saying such a warm welcome." Her voice was tall and sharp, and she was still breathless. It was really disgusting to deliberately imitate the voice of a girl like a girl and her tender pictogram.

"The Ministry of Magic has always believed that educating young wizards is a very important thing. Some of your innate precious talents may be fruitless if they are not cultivated and trained under careful and meticulous guidance. The ancient skills unique to the magic world must be passed down from generation to generation, otherwise they will disappear. The precious treasure house of magic knowledge accumulated by our ancestors must be protected, supplemented and improved by those who are fortunate to engage in noble education professions."

Speaking of this, Professor Umbridge stopped talking and bowed slightly to the other teachers, and none of them returned to her. Professor McGonagall's two black eyebrows were tightly twisted together, making her look like an eagle. When Umbridge continued her speech with a soft "cough, cough" twice, Professor McGonagall exchanged meaningful eyes with Professor Sprout.

Umbridge began her stinky and long speech, the little wizards gradually became less focused, Dumbledore was silent as he spoke, and now the classmates were whispering, whispering, giggling, and the auditorium was noisy.

"Of course, my purpose here is to observe the good traditions that need to be maintained in education, and to find old habits that are outdated, need to be changed or even abandoned. I will summarize the results of my observations and ask the Ministry of Magic for advice and report to the respected Professor Dumbledore." Umbridge grinned, revealing his sharp teeth.

"Fake it, I really hate this person. Is the person you mentioned in the judgment the person you are talking about?" Hermione asked with her head down and leaned against Harry.

"It's this witch! She was very arrogant before taking out the photos in the trial. Now she didn't dare to do this. Lupin told me that Foggy wanted to send someone else this time, but she strongly asked to come over, saying that she wanted to make up for the mistakes. Foggy and Dumbledore talked for a long time before Dumbledore agreed. She dared not act rashly now, otherwise Dumbledore might drive her away if she made a mistake." Harry glanced at Umbridge.

"This is probably the most boring speech I've ever heard, and I've grown up next to Percy." Ron looked dull, and he sat straight, but he was just pretending to listen carefully to the new, glittering badge on his chest.

"Why did Snape keep staring at Professor Lupin?" Harry's eyes slid past Snape. He felt that Snape's eyes were like a knife, and he was even colder than he was.

"He always wanted to get a teaching position in the Dark Magic Defense Arts class, but the application failed again this year, and Lupin got the position, which made him angry." Hermione told Harry what she heard at Allen's house.

There was a sound of collision between tables, chairs and benches sounding around. It was obvious that Dumbledore had announced the disbandment of all the teachers and students in the school because everyone stood up and prepared to leave the auditorium.

Hermione jumped up and looked very panicked: "Oh no, I should give the first-year freshmen a guide!"

"Freshman in the first grade!" Hermione shouted majesticly at the table, "Please gather here!"

Allen looked at Slytherin and found that Pansy was holding Emily's hand enthusiastically, obviously there was no need for Allen to worry.

Allen and Padma greeted Ravenclaw's newborns to gather in front of them. The little hawks seemed to be very well-behaved. Allen's mind was on Emily. Seeing that these newborns were gathered behind him, Luna, who was waiting for him, led the team out of the auditorium together.

After climbing to the eighth floor, they continued up from a certain place. After walking for a long time, they saw an old wooden board with an eagle-shaped door knocker hanging in the distance, which was the entrance to the Ravenclaw lounge.

But what he didn't expect was that after finally confirming that no professor was staring at them, the little wizards who had suppressed excitement and had been constantly communicating with their eyes suddenly became restless and surrounded Allen, wanting the most powerful player in the world to sign them. Some people asked Allen all the strange questions in their mouths, and believed that Allen, who performed well in the wisdom level of the Championship, should know all the answers.

Alan, who was completely unprepared, had to patiently appease these little wizards with hot eyes and admiration, and avoid questions such as magical functions against mountain monster eggs or egg divination - a method of using eggs to divine divination - by signing and selectively answering some "normal questions".

Except for Luna who was still waiting for Allen, the old students of Lavenclaw returned to the common room first when they saw this.

But those new problems seemed to be endless, surrounding Alan and chatting.

Parvati wanted to step forward and drive these fanatical fans away from Alan, but she couldn't squeeze in at all.

At this time, a huge raven guardian flew over with silver light and landed among the little wizards who were panicked by the sudden magic.

Then, the patron saint spoke: "Extraordinary intelligence is the greatest wealth of mankind."
Chapter completed!