Chapter 685 Dumbledore has something to say
The train finally arrived at Hogsmeade Station.
As soon as the students got off the train, they were immediately hit by the cold rain outside and shivered with cold.
What the hell!
December has never been this cold.
As soon as Albert got off the train, he felt a cold air rushing towards him, and he breathed out a big breath of hot air.
However, Albert had already made preparations. He had already put on a thick cloak and a raincoat. He raised his wand to hold the umbrella to block the cold rain falling from above his head.
It's all the Dementors' fault!
It must be the activities of those guys that caused such a large amount of cold air. Otherwise, how could the platform freeze in this weather?
What the hell!
Are all wizards in such good health?
Being caught in the rain like this, you didn’t catch a collective cold?
“Come here, first graders!”
At one end of the platform, Hagrid was holding a lantern, waving to the frightened new students, preparing to take them on a traditional journey across the lake.
The remaining students huddled together shivering and crowded towards the carriage procession on the street under the rain. They could not wait to board the carriage and go to the warm Hogwarts Castle.
Albert found Fred, George and Lee Jordan easily. All three of them knew how to use wands to conjure umbrellas, and they were waiting for him by the platform. They were particularly conspicuous in the trembling crowd.
“Oh my gosh, you’re so prepared.”
Fred, George and Lee Jordan all looked at Albert, who was fully armed, with their mouths open.
“I had already guessed that the dementors would make the weather in Hogwarts look like this.” Albert raised his finger and pointed to the sky above everyone’s heads, motioning the three of them to look up.
In the rain curtain, a dementor can be seen dimly watching the train platform from above.
“Azkaban prison must be terrible!” George muttered under his breath.
“Follow up, don’t fall behind.”
Everyone walked through the rough and muddy paths and finally found the carriage team on the streets of Hogsmeade. The students hurriedly ran to the carriages they selected and quickly got into the carriages, as if they wanted to keep out the rain and cold air outside.
After the four people got on the car, they couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Even if they held an umbrella, some of their robes were soaked by the rain, not to mention those unlucky ones who were completely soaked. They were probably huddled in the corner of the car shivering!
“It’s really annoying!”
Fred could not help but shudder as he smelled the musty and straw smell in the air.
Albert took out his wand and evaporated the wet rainwater on the robes of the three of them. He reminded: "You'd better take the time to learn this. Some magics are very useful and can be used to invent similar magic props in the future. I I think most students will be willing to spend some money to buy this thing, and it always rains when the school starts."
"You're right, other unlucky guys who got wet in the rain will definitely buy it." Fred and George both felt that there should be a market for this thing, and sales means there is money to be made.
The carriage drove towards the castle. When passing the gate of Hogwarts School, Albert saw two tall, cloaked dementors standing guard on both sides of the gate.
There was an inexplicable chill coming towards the carriage.
Fred, George and Li Jordan seemed unaware and were pointing at the dementors outside the carriage. Perhaps Albert was sitting next to them, giving them full courage.
The carriage drove along the long sloping driveway and finally stopped in front of the castle.
The four of them got off the carriage one after another, held up umbrellas and joined the crowd hurriedly heading towards the stone steps.
After walking through the huge oak door, the chill in the air was dispelled by the torches on the wall.
Albert followed the crowd to the hall and glanced at the candles suspended in mid-air. These magical candles were enchanted so that no wax would drip from their heads, otherwise it would probably be a different scene.
Albert found a seat and sat down. When he looked up at the teacher's desk, he discovered something interesting. Their Potions professor, Snape, had been staring at the newly appointed Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, with twisted anger and hatred appearing on his thin, sallow face.
"Look at the teacher's desk." Albert said softly, "Our potions professor seems to know the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor..."
"That's not just because the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's position was snatched away." Fred looked a little gloating, and Snape's displeasure was their source of happiness.
“I suspect they have a grudge.” George added in a low voice.
“Perhaps, Snape was once robbed of his girlfriend by the other party.” Li Jordan speculated maliciously, “Otherwise, there would not be such unforgettable hatred.”
“Can Snape find a girlfriend?” Fred and George expressed doubts.
“Don’t forget, Snape received Valentine’s Day chocolates.” Albert reminded the three of them kindly.
These words immediately shut up the three of them. They were afraid that Snape would find out if they laughed out loud.
“Ahem, where did you say Professor McGonagall went?” Fred looked at Professor Flitwick who walked into the auditorium holding an ancient hat and a three-legged stool, and quickly changed the subject.
“Probably… sent Harry to the hospital.” George speculated, noticing that there was an empty seat next to Ron and that Harry Potter was not in the Great Hall.
“Quiet, the sorting ceremony is about to begin.”
Albert quietly looked at the sorting hat on the three-legged stool and recalled his memories of the sorting.
Gryffindor.
There is nothing wrong with it.
Albert actually didn't care about the sorting. He was a little hungry and regretted not having some snacks just now.
Most of the students in the hall probably have little patience for the sorting ceremony. They wish they could just skip this **** ceremony and start enjoying the feast.
it is finally over.
After the sorting ceremony, Albert also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a whisper behind him. He turned around with everyone and found that they were all looking at Harry and discussing the famous Harry Potter. Fainting in front of something strange.
At the teachers' table, the principal stood up and spoke.
"welcome!"
Dumbledore spread his arms as usual and said, "Welcome to Hogwarts in the new school year! Welcome to our old students - before you get carried away with your delicious meal, I have something very serious to say to all of you. clear."
All the whispers disappeared, and the auditorium suddenly became quiet.
Dumbledore rarely talks nonsense before a banquet. Now that he has spoken, it is obvious that he wants to say something very important.
"The dementors from Azkaban will be performing official duties for the Ministry of Magic at Hogwarts." Dumbledore cleared his throat and warned sternly: "During their stay here, no one will be allowed to leave without their permission." You are not allowed to leave the school without permission."
"Don't play tricks with dementors, and don't try to deceive them with disguises, even invisibility cloaks. They don't understand what requests or excuses are." When Dumbledore said this, he still looked at Harry. Lee glanced over and continued: "I hope that the prefects, as well as our newly appointed President of the Boy's Student Union and President of the Girl's Student Union, will ensure that no student will conflict with the dementors."
“Please don’t give the dementors an excuse to hurt you, okay?”
When Dumbledore mentioned the President of the Student Union, Percy couldn't help but puff up his chest, as if he wanted people to see the badge of the President of the Student Union clearly on his chest.
“I feel like Dumbledore is talking about you.” George touched Albert’s ribs with his elbow and said with a smile, “He looked this way just now.”
“You are too worried.” Albert said calmly.
“Someone used the Patronus to smear the Dementor in the face because of a disagreement.”
"I think if you encountered dementors in Hogsmeade, you might do the same thing." Lee Jordan had this look on his face, "Just summon the Patronus to drive them away."
"Don't be stupid. I dare say that this year the school will send professors to Hogsmeade Village to keep an eye on it and not let anything happen there." Albert did not hide his disgust towards Dementors. He believed that no one would Love those monsters.
"...Two new teachers have joined our team." Dumbledore continued: "The first is Professor Lupin, who has agreed to fill the vacancy in the Defense Against the Dark Arts course."
“Speaking of which, is there anyone who dares to apply for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?”
"Maybe he needs this decent job. Professor Luping doesn't look very rich." Albert analyzed calmly, "If his teaching level is good but he can't find a job, some things will be difficult. It’s highly questionable.”
“What is doubtful.”
"identity."
"Identity? Do you think there is something wrong with Professor Lupine? Is he really Sirius Black in disguise?"
“Probably not, otherwise Dumbledore would definitely find something was wrong.”
“…Rubber Hagrid has stepped in to fill the vacancy, having agreed to serve as a teacher in addition to his role as gamekeeper.”
"Don't be too happy. Hagrid may know a lot about magical animals, but he is definitely not a qualified professor." Albert looked at the three people who were applauding and poured cold water on them.
“That biting book sure doesn’t look too good to be true!” muttered Fred.
“Think of all the cute little ones Hagrid had, God knows what would happen in his classroom.”
“Three-headed dog.”
“Fire dragon.”
“Acromantula.”
“Oh my God, that’s not a good idea,” Fred muttered. “He’s not really going to bring an Acromantula into class, is he?”
He hates those big spiders.
“Probably not.”
It's unlikely that someone actually brought Acromantula into class.
“Fortunately, this year we won’t have to take care of magical creatures anymore.”
…“…Now let’s start eating!”
As soon as they finished speaking, the golden plates and goblets in front of them were suddenly filled with food and drinks, and the table even groaned under the load.
While Albert was cutting a piece of steak, Nick, who was almost headless, floated over and said to Albert with a smile, "You have indeed become a prefect."
"Thanks."
“Professor McGonagall asked me to tell you the password: it’s a lucky star shining brightly.”
“That’s the benefit of being a prefect,” Lee Jordan joked.
“Shut up and eat your potatoes.”
After everyone had eaten and drank, the sound in the auditorium gradually became noisy. Dumbledore said a few more words and asked everyone to go back and rest.
"See you later." After Albert said goodbye to Fred, George and Lee Jordan, he walked to the end of the Gryffindor table and shouted towards the table, "First-year students, please go this way!"
This time, Albert and Zannah did not take the wrong path. After walking out of the restaurant, they climbed the marble stairs and honestly followed the path Percy took them to.
Albert led the freshmen through the door hidden behind the sliding screen and hanging curtains, and climbed many stairs with heavy steps, and finally came to the portrait of the Fat Lady at the end of the corridor.
“Password?”
“The lucky star is shining brightly.”
“This is the Gryffindor common room.” Albert introduced the new students, “You will live here in the future.”
“I’ll leave it to you, girls.” He said to Shanna.
"Okay." Shanna said to behind her, "Girls, follow us."
Albert led the boys to their dormitory. If Percy hadn't mentioned it to him on the train, he wouldn't have known where the freshmen's dormitory was.
After finally finishing his work, Albert returned to the dormitory with a tired pace.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a fat cat squatting on the table and staring at him. The resentful eyes seemed to say: I am hungry.
(End of this chapter)