to be honest.

Since a student in Hufflepuff got into trouble at the branch ceremony, Professor Minerva McGonagall has exhausted his thoughts about the smooth progress of the branch ceremony.

This also made the Hogwarts branch ceremony quite boring.

The branch hat would rigorously assign the young wizards to the academy that suits them, and no one would raise objections, and no one would draw out the Gryffindor sword.

"It feels a little boring, right?"

I don’t know who said this in Gryffindor College.

This sentence made Professor Minerva McGonagall stare fiercely at her little lions, and her eyes stopped back and forth on the Weasley brothers George and Fred.

indeed.

Compared with the branch ceremony in previous years, the branch ceremony this year was indeed a bit boring, because there was neither a grey-haired student who made a splash among the freshmen nor a famous savior like Harry Potter.

Most of the students are still like Wiesen Wright, and they also pay more attention to the middle-aged man sitting on the rostrum who has always kept a decent smile.

"Maybe everyone here may know him."

Dumbledore stood up after the New Year's Branch ceremony, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged man: "But I think I should still introduce it formally..."

"Dumbledore, let me do it myself."

The middle-aged man interrupted Dumbledore with a smile, stood up on his own, and spread his arms gracefully: "I believe you all know my name too. Everyone here should have read my book. Maybe everyone also saw photos of my charming smile, but I still hope to formally introduce myself to everyone present in the most solemn place in the Hogwarts Auditorium..."

"Gidro Lohart."

"The best-selling writer of novels in the wizarding world."

"Recipient of the Third Class Medal of the Sir Merlin."

"Five times The Wizard Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award."

"Anti-Dark Magic Alliance Honorary Member..."

When talking about these names I received in the past, Gidro Lohart really refused to leave every one behind. However, after he introduced his honors and awards, he suddenly changed his mind: "Of course, these are not important to me..."

Gidro Lohart blinked at all the students present and continued: "From this moment, the most important reputation for me, perhaps Hogwarts' most popular professor of black magic defense classes ever..."

After saying that, Gidro Lohart looked at the quiet auditorium, and the embarrassment flashed in his eyes. He stared at some of the little wizards in the crowd who worshiped him, and smiled and bowed to them.

"Okay, you can applaud."

“…”

The whole auditorium was quiet for a moment.

The next second, the applause from the entire auditorium suddenly rang like a tide.

A group of little girls looked at the handsome and handsome professor and couldn't help but slap themselves hard. The other boys couldn't help looking at each other as they looked at this scene.

The Hogwarts professors all had a weird expression.

Among them are Gidro Lohart's teachers. It can be seen that these professors do not seem to be interested in Gidro Lohart and do not like him to come here to teach.

"It's still the same."

Professor Flius Flivi, the dean of Ravenclaw College, muttered dissatisfiedly. He reached out and grabbed his knife and fork and twisted, very dissatisfied with his students' forced appearance: "Why has this guy still not changed at all..."

For Professor Fleevey, he always believed that students at Lavenclaw should be proud of themselves, rather than being as arrogant as Gidro Lohart.

Gu Zhi

To be honest...

This guy, Gidro Lohart, made him feel embarrassed in front of his old friends.

"Okay, Philius."

Professor Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff Academy, has always been tolerant of the students and said slowly with a smile: "At least Lockhart's writing is pretty good..."

“…”

Snape didn't care about Gidro Lohart at all. His eyes just wandered for a while and then landed on the Prophet Daily on his desk.

On the newspaper.

It was a photo of Harry Potter and Gidro Lohart.

This was during the summer vacation, when Gidro Lohart was conducting a new book signing party, Harry Potter happened to buy textbooks there and took a photo with Gidro Lohart.

"Hmph, like that idiot James likes to show off..."

Snape looked at the photo above and narrowed his eyes, picked up a small plate unhappily, pressing it on the photo published in the newspaper.

Compared with the professors sitting in the faculty seats, the students sitting below were more outspoken, and many of them began to talk about the new professor.

"It feels a little weird..."

"I still like our Mr. Scarmand..."

"Mr. Scarmand is the best teacher in the Dark Magic Defense Class!"

"Hey, hey, my aunt is so good too! And Susan and I are here too!"

"Wison, what do you think?"

I don’t know who suddenly asked Weisen about the area of ​​Hufflepuff Academy, which made the eyes of this area look involuntarily in the direction of the gray-haired youth.

"I thought you would say Dumbledore..."

Weisen raised his eyebrows, and while the others wanted to agree or object, he picked up a fork and knocked on the plate next to him: "Okay, let's have a meal first."

This sentence obviously allowed everyone in Hufflepuff Academy to settle down, and everyone's attention was quickly shifted to today's dinner.

After dinner.

Weisen returned to the dormitory with Hufflepuff students.

The freshmen who had just entered the school curiously looked at the gray-haired young man in charge, while carefully listening to the terrible terror of the suffering old student Copwisen Wright...

That's fine.

To avoid violating school rules in school in the future.

The professors were also used to the existence of Weisen, an alien student, and did not even notice that Hogwarts had an additional school rule that was not allowed to wear jewelry from today.

After returning to the dormitory.

Weisen sat at his desk and previewed his homework for the new semester. He spent the entire holiday in Nordic training and had no time to preview his homework.

Cedric, the academic master, read a book for a while, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep. The 14- or 15-year-old young man still couldn't stand the fatigue of riding the train.
Chapter completed!