Starting Over at Hogwarts - Chapter 285

to be frank.

Since a Hufflepuff student got into trouble during the sorting ceremony, Professor Minerva McGonagall has been exhausted for the sorting ceremony to go smoothly.

It also made the Hogwarts sorting ceremony rather uninteresting.

The Sorting Hat will be very strict in sorting the little wizards into the house that suits them, and no one will object, and no second person will draw the sword of Gryffindor.

“It feels a little boring, right?”

No one in Gryffindor House said that.

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

indeed.

Compared with the sorting ceremonies in previous years, this year’s sorting ceremony was indeed a bit boring, because there was neither a blockbuster gray-haired student nor a famous savior like Harry Potter among the freshmen.

Most of the students are still the same as Wesson Wright, and they are also more concerned about the middle-aged man sitting on the podium who has always maintained a decent smile.

“Maybe all of you here probably know him.”

Dumbledore stood up after the freshman sorting ceremony, and his eyes looked in the direction of the middle-aged man: “But I think it should be introduced formally…”

“Dumbledore, let me do it myself.”

The middle-aged man interrupted Dumbledore’s words with a smile, stood up on his own, and spread his arms gracefully: “I believe that you all know my name, everyone here should Everyone who has read my book may have seen a picture of myself smiling charmingly, but I still hope to formally introduce myself to everyone present in the most solemn place of Hogwarts Great Hall. …”

“Gildrow Lockhart.”

“The best-selling author in the wizarding world.”

“A recipient of the Order of Merlin, Third Class.”

“Five-time Wizards Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile.”

“Honorary Member of the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance…”

When it comes to the names he has won in the past, Gilderoy Lockhart really refuses to let go of every one of them, but after he introduced his honorary awards, he suddenly began to change the subject: “Of course, these are for me. It doesn’t matter…”

Gilderoy Lockhart smiled and winked at all the students present, and continued: “From this moment on, the most important reputation to me is probably the most popular Hogwarts students have ever seen. Defence Against the Dark Arts professor…”

After he finished speaking, Gilderoy Lockhart looked at the quiet auditorium, the embarrassment in his eyes was fleeting, he looked at some of the little wizards in the crowd who admired him, and walked towards them with a smile. Bow your head.

“Okay, you can applaud.”

“…”

The entire auditorium was silent for a moment.

The next second, the applause of the entire auditorium suddenly sounded like a tide.

A group of little girls looked at this handsome and handsome professor, and couldn’t help but slap their hands hard. The other boys couldn’t help but look at each other.

The Hogwarts professors all had odd expressions on their faces.

Among them are Gilderoy Lockhart’s teachers, and it can be seen that these professors seem not interested in Gilderoy Lockhart, nor do they like him to teach here.

“It’s still the same.”

Professor Filius Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw College, grumbled dissatisfiedly. He reached out and grabbed his knife and fork and twisted it. He was very dissatisfied with the behavior of his students forcing the limelight: ” Why hasn’t this guy changed at all…”

For Professor Flitwick, he has always believed that Ravenclaw students should be proud of themselves, rather than the grandstanding arrogance of Gilderoy Lockhart.

Gu Ha

To be honest…

Gilderoy Lockhart made him feel embarrassed in front of his old friends.

“Okay, Filius.”

Professor Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff College, has always been tolerant of students, and said with a slow smile: “At least Lockhart’s writing is not bad…”

“…”

Snape didn’t care about Gilderoy Lockhart at all, his eyes just wandered for a while, and then fell on the “Daily Prophet” spread on his table.

on the newspaper.

It’s the picture of Harry Potter and Gilderoy Lockhart.

This was during the summer vacation, when Gilderoy Lockhart held a new book sale, and Harry Potter happened to be there to buy textbooks and took a photo with Gilderoy Lockhart.

“Hmph, just as fond of showing off as that idiot James…”

Snape narrowed his eyes as he looked at the photo above, picked up a small plate displeased, and pressed it on the photo published in the newspaper.

Compared to the professors in the faculty seats, the students below were more outspoken, and many of them started chattering about the new professor.

“It feels a little weird…”

“I still like our Mr. Scamander…”

“Mr Scamander is the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher!”

“Hey, hey, my aunt is fine too! And Susan and I are here too!”

“Vison, what do you think?”

In the area of ​​Hufflepuff Academy, I don’t know who suddenly asked Weisen, so that the eyes of this area couldn’t help but look in the direction of the gray-haired youth.

“I thought you would say Dumbledore…”

Wei Sen raised his eyebrows, and when others wanted to agree or disagree, he picked up the fork and tapped the plate next to him: “Okay, let’s eat first.”

This sentence obviously made everyone at Hufflepuff Academy calm down, and everyone’s attention was quickly diverted to today’s dinner.

After dinner.

Wiesen took the Hufflepuff students back to the dorm.

The freshmen who just entered the school curiously looked at the gray-haired young man at the head~www.mtlnovel.com~ and carefully listened to the terrifying old man Kopvisen Wright who had suffered…

fair enough.

To avoid breaking the school rules in the future.

The professors were also accustomed to the existence of Weissen, a different student, and they didn’t even notice that Hogwarts had added a school rule that did not allow jewelry from today.

After returning to the dormitory.

Wesson was sitting at his desk and preparing for his homework for the new semester. He spent the entire vacation in northern Europe for serious wizard training, and he never had time to prepare for his homework.

Cedric, the academic bully, held a book and read it for a while, then lay on the bed and fell asleep. The fourteen- or fifteen-year-old youth still couldn’t bear the exhaustion of riding the train.

Weissen glanced at his sleeping friend, picked up the pot of sleep-aiding herbs on the table, put it beside Cedric’s bed, took out a notebook from his seamless extension space, and started himself new everyday.

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