Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

On the stage, the last freshman in the sorting ceremony was sorted into Hufflepuff. Professor McGonagall folded the parchment, took the hat and chair and left the auditorium.

At this time, Dumbledore, who was sitting in the center, stood up. This was a scene that would be experienced in every opening ceremony.

"Welcome to our new classmates." Dumbledore said with his sonorous voice, "You must have discovered this time that the students of Durmstrang will have a pleasant school year with us this year. "

"However, now is not a good time to make a speech. Let's eat happily together."

There was a burst of cheers in the auditorium, and he sat back on his chair. The students looked at the empty plates in front of them expectantly.

Delicious food seemed to fall from the sky. There were plenty of beef, pies, vegetables, fruits and cups of pumpkin juice on the table.

Although Louis had eaten a little on the train, the awkward atmosphere at that time did not make him eat much. But Raven beside him was surprised by the magical magic of Hogwarts.

No magic can create food out of thin air. As a princess of the Thor Society, she must know this, but the food in front of her overturned her knowledge.

"These foods are all made by the house elves in the underground kitchen of Hogwarts." Louis felt that he needed to educate his biological sister about these things.

"House elves? Then they are too pitiful."

Raven had a kind heart, but Louis didn't expect her to say such things. This thought coincided with Hermione's.

"This is their job, and of course they don't feel sorry for themselves."

Louis tried his best to explain this kind of thing in a non-discriminatory tone. After all, when she was in the Thor Society, her life was taken care of by the housekeeper and was not controlled by any house elves.

"I still don't think it's possible." Ruiwen shook her head, "Brother, do they get paid?"

For a moment, Louis didn't know how to explain it to her, but opposite, Hermione and the others were continuing to discuss things about the Sorting Hat with Nick.

"What did you say before the sorting?" Hermione asked. Harry and Ron beside her both raised their heads and looked at Nick, "It was about the warning from the Sorting Hat."

"Oh, yes, I have heard him warn before. It was a riot of magical creatures deep in the Forbidden Forest. It was about a few hundred years ago. At that time, even Dumbledore was not born yet. It said at that time Same words as today.”

"It can be tied to the fruit tree."

"Excuse me?" Nick turned around and faced Ron, whose mouth was full of food. Hermione looked at him with disgust.

"I didn't hear it clearly, could you please repeat it again?"

"I mean." Ron swallowed the food and calmed down for a while, "But it's just a hat. It knows how to sense danger."

"I don't know about that." Nick shook his head. "No one can understand the working principle of the Sorting Hat, but it is a hat with independent thoughts. Maybe it is because it has been staying in the principal's office and listening to the chatter of the old principals. Infected."

"Yes, but it says we can become friends with people from other houses." Harry turned his head and looked at the long table of Slytherin House. He saw Malfoy showing off his superiority to the Durmstrang people at the same table. Long badge.

"That is absolutely impossible..."

"Okay, but I think you should be alert to the Sorting Hat's reminder." Nick was a little helpless. He also knew how much grudge Gryffindor House had against the Slytherins.

"Peaceful cooperation, mutual benefit and win-win results. You see, there is no conflict between us ghosts. Barrow and I have a particularly good relationship."

"Oh, that's because you're afraid of it," Ron said loudly, fearing that the Slytherin across the table wouldn't hear.

"Ron!" Hermione scolded, and she glared hard at Ron, but the guy didn't seem to notice her reminder.

"Afraid? No." Nick's tone was a little annoyed, "I, Sir Nicholas Porpington, have noble blood flowing in my body, how could I be afraid..."

"Blood?" Ron asked, "Do you still have blood on your body?"

"That's enough, Ron."

But Hermione's scolding didn't give Ron much warning. Nearly headless Nick had already floated up, and his face looked very ugly.

It was rude to joke about ghosts on dead people, and of course Ron didn't realize this.

"Nick, Ron didn't mean it..."

Hermione wanted to apologize to Nick, but the ghost didn't appreciate it. It had floated to Raven's side and was chatting with the curious little girl.

"Look what you did." Hermione said angrily.

"What? Am I not even qualified to ask a question?"

Ron was still trying to swallow the food in his mouth. He never realized where he was wrong.

Low EQ: Do you have blood in your body?

High emotional intelligence: It turns out you are the famous Sir Nicholas.

"Oh, never mind, forget it."

Hermione said irritably, but Ron only had food in his eyes. He muttered: "That's weird." Then he started to deal with the pumpkin pie in his bowl.

Harry took a hands-off attitude towards their quarrels. The bickering between these two guys was so routine. Instead of trying to persuade them, it's better to enjoy the food in front of you.

When most of the students had filled their bellies, Dumbledore stood up from his seat again. This time, the entire venue fell silent again.

"Okay, everyone must have enjoyed a delicious meal. Next, I want to make a routine announcement about this year's new school year."

"First-year students are not allowed to enter the forbidden forest behind the hunting ground. I think our senior students should be very clear about this."

"Also, Mr. Filch, he has told me more than four hundred and sixty times, asking you not to perform magic in public places in the corridors, and there are many other regulations, which are posted on the door of his office."

"This year, we have new changes in the teaching bench. I regret to inform you that Professor Hagrid from the Care of Magical Creatures class will be absent for a period of time because he is working outside. But this year we will have a new substitute teacher. Teacher, she will be acting as Care of Magical Creatures class for a while.”

"Let us welcome, Professor Meserys Lestrange!"

"What? Oh my God!"

Gryffindor burst into cheers, especially Harry, and Louis shook his head in shock.

Messelis took off her hat and greeted everyone humbly.

Perhaps because of her low popularity, Meseles' appearance did not cause a big sensation, but they were very excited when they heard that it was Hagrid who was substituted.

"There is another one, and I am also pleased to introduce Professor Dorelos Umbridge, who will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher"