"Even the ghosts have a lot of discussion on this topic." Nick, who almost lost his head, suddenly came over and said, "and said, "
His head, which was only a little skinny, tilted towards Harry, and swayed dangerously on the wheel-shaped wrinkled collar.
"I was almost seen as a Potter authority, and everyone knows that we have a good relationship. But I promised the ghosts that I wouldn't bother him to inquire about the situation. 'Harry Potter knew he could trust me absolutely, and he was heartbroken to me.' I told them, 'I would rather die than betray his trust.'"
He looked at Harry with anticipation. This guy can really cover up, but the routine is too low-end. He still wants to use this as if he is fooling Harry to speak out on his own initiative?
Ron said disdainfully: "That doesn't mean anything, because you're dead."
"It's coming again, you always hurt people like a blunt axe." Nick, who almost lost his head, finished aggrievedly, then rose into the air and floated towards the other end of the Gryffindor dining table.
At this moment, Dumbledore stood up behind the staff's dining table, and the laughter echoing in the auditorium almost immediately calmed down.
He was in a good mood, at least he had been resolved by Voldemort's plot, and Dumbledore's wise eyes looked around the students around him.
When he saw Zhou Hao from Gryffindor, he smiled and nodded. Most people thought he was nodding at the "Savior Star".
In fact, Harry could feel that Dumbledore was not looking at him, but Zhou Hao next to him, but the next moment he also looked at him with a smile.
"Good evening everyone" Dumbledore opened his arms as if embracing the entire auditorium.
Snape on the side saw Dumbledore's intact arm and couldn't help looking at Zhou Hao. He really wanted to cure Dumbledore.
Because in his opinion, it would be impossible to deal with Voldemort without Dumbledore, but he tried his best to do it but failed and was solved by a sixth-grade student.
Dumbledore actually warned the freshman about the precautions that Filch, the squib administrator, had his taboo every year. He was jealous of these little wizards and wanted to use more means to deal with them and torture them.
Umbridge had a similar stinking taste. He originally thought that a like-minded person had come, but he didn't expect Umbridge to be arrested so soon.
"Students who want to participate in the Quidditch team of the Academy will report their names to the dean as usual. We are still looking for a new Quidditch game commentator, and those who are interested will also sign up for the dean."
“This year, we are delighted to welcome a new teacher, Professor Slughorn,”
Slughorn stood up, his bare head shining in candlelight, and his big vest-wearing belly cast a large shadow on the table.
Dumbledore smiled and said, "He was a former colleague of mine. Professor Slughorn agreed to return to his old position and serve as a potion teacher."
“Poil class?
“Poil class?”
This word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they had heard it wrong.
Except for Zhou Hao who had already received the news, everyone else exclaimed, you should know that the original Potions professor was Snape.
At this moment, Snape was still in the auditorium, sitting straight, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.
"At the same time, Professor Snape," Dumbledore raised his voice overwhelmed the discussion, "will serve as a teacher in the Dark Magic Defense Arts class."
Although Harry had known this result for a long time, he was still inexplicably angry. No matter what Snape did, Dumbledore's trust in him still! This made him difficult to understand!
Slytherin College gave a burst of applause, and Snape was the dean of Slytherin.
Snape sat on Dumbledore's right side. He did not stand up when he heard Dumbledore mentioning his name, but just raised one hand lazily to indicate that he heard the cheers on the Slytherin's dining table.
The playing card seemed to have a rare look of smug joy on his face.
Harry gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, this matter has some benefits. Snape will get out in less than a year."
"What do you mean?" Ron asked.
"That job was cursed. No one can last more than a year...Qilo even lost his life. I personally hope that another murder case will happen..."
"Harry!" Hermione rebuked in horror. This was a bit too much. Of course, if Harry was substituted, Zhou Hao might say something even more unpleasant.
So Zhou Hao just frowned and said nothing to refute, "Don't persuade others to be kind without experiencing the hardships of others."
Ron analyzed with a rare rationality: "At the end of the period, he probably went back to teach his potion lessons. The guy named Slughorn probably didn't want to stay here for a long time, that's what Moody said."
However, he was wrong in his analysis. If the plot was not changed, Snape would die in this position, but Zhou Hao would not let that happen.
Dumbledore cleared his throat.
People in the auditorium were talking about the news that Snape finally got what he wanted.
Many people know that becoming a professor of black magic defense was Snape's long-cherished wish for many years, but Dumbledore rejected his application again and again in order to protect him.
Dumbledore seemed not aware of how sensational the news he had just announced was. He did not talk about the teacher position anymore, but waited for a few seconds to make sure everyone was completely quiet before continuing to speak.
"Everyone in this auditorium knows that Voldemort and his followers are making trouble again and their power is growing."
As soon as the matter of Voldemort was mentioned, the auditorium fell into a tense and heart-wrenching silence.
Not everyone is afraid and afraid of Voldemort, and Slytherin's students are indifferent, because as long as they remain neutral, Voldemort will not attack the pure-blooded wizard.
Draco was even more bored and controlled the fork to play with his wand. While playing, he sneered at Harry. Zhou Hao couldn't stand this idiot's pride.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! With a thought, a magic power surged. Draco's fork was thrust hard on the table in front of Draco, making a huge sound.
It attracted everyone's attention, and the eyes of the staff seats were also projected to Draco.
Draco was immediately nervous, Dumbledore frowned and said, "Mr. Malfoy, do you have anything to say?"
"I...I didn't...just accidentally!"
Zhou Hao curled his lips. He was such a coward. Even Voldemort wanted him to plot against Dumbledore? Maybe he was just sending him as cannon fodder.
Haha! Harry and Ron laughed at Draco unceremoniously.
Dumbledore didn't look at Draco again and continued: "I need to emphasize that the current situation is very dangerous, and everyone in Hogwarts needs to be extremely cautious to ensure their own safety."
"We have strengthened Hogwarts' magic defense during the summer vacation, but every teacher and student is required to be vigilant and abide by every safety regulation. In particular, the regulations that you must not get up after the lights are turned off. I urge you to report to the faculty and staff immediately, whether on or off campus, any abnormal or suspicious situation is found."
Dumbledore's blue eyes swept across all the students, and then a smile appeared on his face.
At this time, Felch ran to the podium with a hilarious pace, whispered a few words to Dumbledore, and then ran out again.
Dumbledore continued with a smile on his face, "Please allow me to welcome Ms. Amelia Bones, the first female minister of the Ministry of Magic in history!"
Chapter completed!