The train continued to move, and Kayson's final shadow flashed into the sky several times during the journey to confirm that there were no unnecessary dangerous things around Hogwarts Express.
In this way, the train drove towards Hogsmeade village safely and peacefully until evening.
He and the Aurorss got off the train first, and together with the Iron Golems who came out of the Hogwarts, they guarded the only way for Black Lake and Thestral carriage from the station to Hogwarts step by step.
After walking through Kayson to confirm its safety, we finally connected to Ender teleportation and then to the Great Hall.
At this time, most professors have been elected to Hogwarts. Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts Grindelwald is rarely re-elected for the second year. This is very rare...
Even Grindelwald saw the strange look in Kayson's eyes and came over helplessly, and explained, "The curse designed by Voldemort is indeed very... exquisite, but in fact it is just a way of adding fuel to the flames of the curse and does not have any strong effect."
"For example, it can only affect people with dirty foundations, or those who are weak."
Kayson looked at Grindelwald who was explaining seriously and twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You don't have a clean heart at all."
Grindelwald raised his eyebrows. "But I am very strong."
Kayson nodded with deep approval. "You're right, you're right."
After he helped Great Hall inside and out, he sat down on his seat, but he checked the seat with some confusion...
"Why is there one more?" he asked confused.
"Who was sent by Ministry of Magic? What's his name? He's in charge of the Moral Education Department. Didn't Dumbledore tell you?" Professor McGonagall came over and said.
"Oh, of course he told me. I also saw the induction site for the head of the Moral Education Department." Kayson curled his lips, kicked the extra chair aside, and then tapped it lightly with his knuckles.
With a bang, the entire chair turned into small pieces.
"You really didn't leave any room..." Professor McGonagall said with a smile on her face. It was obvious that she had wanted to do this for a long time, but her position as the vice principal and her professional ethics and ethics did not allow her to do that.
"Room is reserved for people. By the way, Professor McGonagall, please remind the faculty and staff to sit in their seats early." Kayson reminded.
"Of course that's no problem." Professor McGonagall nodded and agreed.
Soon, the professors also sat in their seats in advance at Professor McGonagall's request. Kayson even asked Dumbledore about the time of Umri's arrival. After learning that there were still ten minutes before she would come, Kayson counted the time on his fingers and felt that ginger is still hotter than old.
Dumbledore has something, pure Hogwarts is a master of time management.
Ten minutes later, Umbridge entered Great Hall together with the first-year wizards. She first posted an order from Ministry of Magic on the wall of the largest space in the Great Hall. For example, in the Great Hall, they are not allowed to make noise at will, are not allowed to contradict the professor, and are not allowed to discuss some things...
After finishing the post, she looked towards the professor's seat, and sure enough she saw an empty seat, which was still next to Dumbledore. From the side, she could also see Hogwarts's respect for herself and the powerful Ministry of Magic standing behind her.
She raised her neck high and walked towards that position like a proud peacock. When she was about to sit on the platform with her plump ass, Dumbledore waved her magic wand to stop her movement.
"This position belongs to Professor McGonagall, Umbridge."
Umbridge's mouth twitched in embarrassment. She looked at the entire long table, but there was no place for her... The only place was Professor McGonagall's...
Thinking of this, she instinctively wanted to curse, but when she thought that she was now at Hogwarts, and hundreds of little wizards below were looking at her, she swallowed the curse words that came to her lips.
She took a deep breath, hoping that the oxygen filling her lungs would bring back some of her IQ. He Professor McGonagall was the vice principal of Hogwarts. He had been famous for a long time and had a bad temper.
What's more important is that Professor McGonagall resigned from Ministry of Magic to become a professor at Hogwarts, so he is really not necessarily afraid of himself.
Others...Severus Snape, with a cold face, and it is said that he once helped the Dark Lord, so he can't be offended...
Filius Flitwick, there is the dwarf wizard Goblin Half-blood... but it is said that he was a duel champion...
Professor Sprout, a good old guy, but forget it, after all, it is Head of House...
Care of Magical Creatures... That big guy is scary at first glance...
Arithmancy... the old man who is not easy to talk to...
Muggle Studies... She seems to have a lot of friends.
Flying Class's Madam Hooch... Wow, it looks very difficult to mess with...
Alchemy... Dirty stuff, dirty stuff! Get out of my eyes!
Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts... Damn it, this old man is so heavyweight, please move your eyes quickly!
Finally, her little eyes turned around and finally found the only weak persimmon on the long table, Professor Divination Professor Professor Trelawney.
She wandered over and patted Professor Trelawney on the shoulder. "Professor Trelawney, would you mind if we change places?"
Professor Trelawney turned his eyes and glanced at Umbridge: "Your seat is not here."
Umbridge twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said in a sweet voice, "Of course I know, I mean, maybe you can go back to the office first and let me sit here and accept the blessings and love from my classmates. You know, today is my first time as a professor."
Professor Trelawney shook his head. "I haven't had dinner yet."
Umbridge smiled, stretched out her fat hand and grabbed Professor Trelawney's shoulder, and said while pulling, "I can order House-elf to take out a separate portion of food and deliver it to your office."
"It's a great suggestion, but I don't want to go..." Professor Trelawney said resistingly.
"Did Professor Trelawney get bullied by that thing dressed like a pink toad?" Hermione, who was sitting on Gryffindor's long table, said with a sullen face.
"What? Haven't you always disliked Professor Trelawney?" Ron asked doubtfully.
"I just hate her teaching method, but that toad who used Dementor to frame Harry, I hate her on every level..." Hermione explained.