"I remember that Beauxbaton College and Durmstrang College don't seem to have a tradition of branching? Should we learn from them? Maybe this will make them more united? More cohesive?"
"As far as I know, there seem to be deep contradictions in the various houses of Hogwarts. Could it be caused by the sorting?" Umbridge said in a hoarse, disgusting voice.
"Separation does not make everyone disunity, it is just based on the personality of the students, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, and it is also easy to manage."
Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared beside Dumbledore, frowning, and said to Umbridge in a serious tone.
She had a bad impression of this ugly woman, not to mention her slanderous remarks about Hogwarts just now.
Umbridge was noncommittal.
She has now begun to dictate beyond the bounds, showing off her power.
"Actually... In North America, there is also a school of magic called Ifamone. They are also divided into four schools, namely Thunderbird, Cat Leopard, Goblin, and Water Snake. They all have their own characteristics. We are very similar. This It's not unique to our family, they have developed quite well." Dumbledore helped his own half-moon lenses, and then said slowly.
"This is also the original intention of our four founders of Hogwarts. To merge together, perhaps they don't want to see, can retain their own characteristics."
"Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is the key to education." Dumbledore said meaningfully.
"It sounds reasonable." Umbridge reluctantly nodded, but after being refuted, the expression on the toad's face was uneasy.
Most of the old students and freshmen in the audience didn't notice that there was an ugly woman on the guest table, but focused on the food in front of them.
It was time for dinner, and all kinds of delicacies fell from the sky and appeared on the plates. The freshmen widened their eyes. Every time a freshman enters school, they will have such a novel experience.
"Beef pie, lamb shank, toast, beef kidney pie, Yorkshire pudding, beans, fried bacon, sausages, scrambled eggs..." Hermione took out a small notebook in front of the long Gryffindor table, while counting As he spoke, he began to record, "It must have been very hard for them to prepare these ingredients."
In the red leather book, the first line on the first page reads: "Investigation about house elf recipes."
Based on how easy it is to make food, infer how long they work.
"Are you still concerned about those slaves?" Ron raised his head and took a peek at what Hermione was writing, and rolled his eyes.
"They are not slaves, they have the right to enjoy freedom!" Hermione frowned at this moment, and argued with reason.
"Yes, yes, I haven't seen them have any idea of fighting for freedom. They are slaves and they are happy to die." Ron shook his head disdainfully. Then I spooned a spoonful of beans from the dinner plate and put it in a bowl.
Hermione's face flushed red and her body was shaking with anger.
Harry was caught in the middle, and now he wisely chose to be silent, quietly picking the fish bones from the plate and throwing them out of the table.
The grilled fish seems to be pretty good today too
He thought so.
At this time, Nick, who was almost headless, dragged his transparent body back and forth on the ceiling. The senior students were used to this, but the freshmen looked at the ghost in shock, showing a frightened expression from time to time.
No one likes to dine with a ghost.
After a while, the students were full, and the auditorium gradually became noisy. At this moment, Dumbledore stood up again, and with a wave of his hand, the flames in the iron pan hanging on the wall shone brightly for a while. Sheng, this is him starting to announce something important.
The dinner was over and the food disappeared from the plates.
Dumbledore looked a little serious.
"In the new semester, there are some things that must be notified to everyone first. Now is a very urgent time, and it is even more necessary to abide by the rules." Dumbledore said.
Then there are the clichés, such as forbidden forests and forbidden areas, and the newly added list of prohibited items.
As long as the Weasley brothers stayed at this school for a day, the contraband records in Filch's little book would increase endlessly, and they had many genius-like prank ideas, and there was an endless stream.
At this time, the twins made faces at the gatekeeper Filch who was standing aside, and the gatekeeper also gave them a hard look back.
They can also invent a lot of new things this semester.
"The next thing is personnel changes." Dumbledore paused.
"Mr. Alastor Moody will be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, well, this time it's true." Dumbledore deliberately made a not-so-funny joke.
Mad-Eye Moody stood up dragging his lame leg at this moment, and nodded, but he didn't look very happy. His magic eye scanned the surrounding students, and those laughing students immediately fell silent.
There were some sparse applause from the audience.
Snape's sallow face was very ugly, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching position he longed for was once again left to others.
"And the last thing, I will temporarily accept the entrustment of the Ministry of Magic, no longer manage Hogwarts-related affairs, and resign from the post of headmaster."
The audience was in an uproar, most of the students and teachers couldn't believe the news.
On the contrary, Snape always had that dead face, but he didn't show too much surprise.
Perhaps Dumbledore had told him the news long ago.
Instead, it was Professor McGonagall. The old lady looked at the scene in shock. As the vice-principal, she had just learned the news.
"These are determined by the school directors, and I accept them." Dumbledore's deep voice echoed in the auditorium
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore has a great sense of the overall situation." Umbridge clapped his hands at this time and praised. "The Ministry of Magic will soon send a new Acting Headmaster to take care of Hogwarts-related matters."
"By the way, let me introduce myself first. I am the new Minister of Magic, Dolores Umbridge."
She tried to show her kindness.
It's just that Harry always finds her malicious smile and the wrinkles on her face annoying, and many students present think so.
"She laughs so disgustingly," Ron said disgustedly.
"It's not right to judge people by their cover," Hermione said solemnly.
"But she does have a nasty laugh," she added, "and I agree with you on that."
Sometimes you don't need a reason to hate someone.
On the first day of school, I got bad news, which is really disappointing.