Glory To Slytherin

Chapter 12 In the Auditorium

The walls of Snape’s office were dim. There were many large glass jars on the shelves along the walls. There were all kinds of strange things floating in the jars. The fireplace was empty and black holes.

The same black hole, there are the hearts of Harry and Ron. In front of them stood Snape with a mocking face, and Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore with ugly faces.

After being educated, Harry and Ron breathed a sigh of relief when Dumbledore said they would not be fired, and left Snape’s office as if fleeing.

Snape’s pale face flashed with an abnormal rosy, his expression seemed to have heard that Christmas had been cancelled, and he hummed angrily:

“Dumbledore, can such a bad thing be tolerated? It’s a pity that they are not students of my college, and I have no right to make a direct expulsion decision…”

“I am their dean, Severus.”

Professor McGonagall’s face also hides a bit of anger, but she is well suppressed. She turned around and said to Dumbledore, who was wearing half-moon glasses with a long white beard down.

“To be honest, Albus, I still don’t quite understand why you would ask Lockhart to be the Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor. You know, he behaved…”

Snape’s face darkened a bit, and talking about this topic in front of him was like poking his wound, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and mockery when he looked at Dumbledore.

This Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor, he Lockhart did it, but Snape couldn’t do it?

“Don’t worry, Minerva.”

Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows and said softly, “I probably know what Lockhart is, but there are still some doubts that have not been answered. You know-I am used to judge a person or an item with caution and reservations. thing.”

“indecisive.”

Snape snorted softly, not daring to speak too loudly.

“All right.”

Professor McGonagall stopped talking, and finally took the initiative to separate the topic, “There is also the transfer student… I have been teaching at Hogwarts for so many years, and I have not seen students from other schools transfer to Hogwarts. Kind of situation.”

“I have been at Hogwarts longer than you, and I haven’t seen it either.”

Dumbledore said with a smile, “But it’s a good start, isn’t it? I’m thinking about whether to start an exchange and learning activity with Busbarton…”

“What was the reason for that student’s transfer?”

Snape asked from the side.

“He said in his application letter that he admires Hogwarts, who is well-known, and he doesn’t know how Mrs. Maxim would feel when he saw it.”

Dumbledore said, walking out, “Anyway, he is only a third-grade kid, and we have to treat him with enough kindness. Let’s go, it’s time to go back to the auditorium. There is a kind of custard pie that looks like Very good, I want to try it.”

Professor McGonagall followed him, turned his head and said to Snape:

“By the way, Severus, the transfer student’s name is Ulysses Lestrange, and you will be your student after the branch.”

“Welcome.”

Snape said lightly, with no expression on his face.

…

Ulysses is quickly solving the food in front of him with an efficient and elegant gesture. It is normal to have a strong sense of hunger after sitting on the train for a day.

The senior Slytherin sitting next to him was having dinner and talking with him, mostly asking him about Boothbatten and the reason for the transfer.

Ulysses dealt with it lightly, only to find a tall girl with short hair across the long table stood up, walked to him and changed seats with a Slytherin student.

“Hello, transfer student, I’m Gemma Farley, and I’m currently the prefect of Slytherin.”

“Hello prefect, Boothbarton has a similar position.”

Ulysses nodded friendly.

“I heard that your last name is Lestrange… I’m sorry, I don’t mean to offend, but I don’t seem to have heard of any descendants of the Lestrange family like you.”

Chief Farley blinked and asked curiously.

“I’m from France, and I don’t come from the same line as the Lestrange family in England.”

Ulysses explained that in order to prevent anyone from asking him this question in the future, his voice was raised slightly to ensure that the entire long table could hear him.

“I see.”

Chief Farley smiled and stretched out his hand, “Well, welcome to Slytherin.”

Ulysses shook her hands gently, feeling that he was quickly being accepted by this college.

Slytherin advocates pure blood, and his own identity is equivalent to a good ticket.

“As the prefect, let me introduce you to the professors of the school.”

Prefect Farley turned his head and his eyes wandered on the professor’s bench. “It is our principal, Professor Dumbledore, who sits in the main seat. Many people think he is the greatest wizard of our time.”

“On his right is Professor McGonagall, the dean of Gryffindor, who is in charge of teaching the transformation class. It is worth mentioning that she is a very strict professor. Don’t have any handles to be caught by her.”

“Next to Professor McGonagall is Professor Felius Flitwick, who is the dean of Ravenclaw and the teacher of the spell class.”

Ulysses looked over. Professor Flitwick is an elderly wizard, and his hair and beard have become the colors of the passing years. Because he is half of the Blood Essence system, he has obvious characteristics of a fairy——

Black eyes, deep sunken eye sockets, prominent cheekbones, huge head, nose different from ordinary people, and less than half the height of an adult.

‘This kind of height is very dominant in duels. Said Ulysses heart.

On the right hand of Professor Flitwick, is a witch wearing a gray wizard hat and a gray robe. Her short stature makes her look very friendly.

“That’s Professor Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff, who is in charge of the herbal medicine class.”

“Have you seen the professor wearing the blue forget-me-not wizard robe? That’s Professor Gildro Lockhart, our Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor this year. He is a best-selling novelist and a powerful man at the same time. Wizard, he has many honors…”

When talking about Lockhart, Ulysses felt her tone a little high.

“Next to Professor Lockhart is our dean, Professor Severus Snape, who is in charge of the potions class. The dean still takes care of his academy, as long as you don’t do extraordinary things.”

“Of course, the godfather is a very good person. He always brought some novel potions when he came to my house.”

A slightly proud voice came. Malfoy listened for a while, and finally found the right time to interrupt.

“Draco Malfoy.”

Perceiving Ulysses’s gaze, Malfoy raised his chin slightly, reaching out as naturally as possible.

Ulysses shook his hand and then withdrew it, while Malfoy glanced at the long table in Gryffindor from time to time, thinking triumphantly:’Huh, Potter, you refused to shake my hand last year, now I have made friends with someone much better than you. ’

Chief Farley glanced at Malfoy, and continued to tell Ulysses about Slytherin’s precautions.

As the dinner came to an end, the food on the table disappeared one by one, and the conversation became quieter and quieter.

Dumbledore, who had returned to the professor’s chair, stood up, pressed his hands down, and the sound of the powerful curse resounded throughout the auditorium:

“Now that everyone is full and full, I want to say a few more words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I want to make a few points for everyone. Attention first-year students, the forbidden forest on campus prohibits students from entering. Students in other grades should also keep this in mind. Also, the administrator, Mr. Filch, wants me to remind everyone not to use magic in the corridor.”

Dumbledore swept his shining gaze at the long Gryffindor table, and the Weasley brothers smiled and scratched their heads. Ulysses glanced at an unobtrusive corner of the hall. A thin, thin old man with a gloomy look hugged a cat and stared at the hall grimly.

“The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Anyone who is interested in joining the college team, please contact Mrs. Hooch. Finally, I wish you a happy new semester.”

Dumbledore was about to sit down when he finished speaking. Suddenly he patted his forehead and stood up again: “Almost forgot, the last item tonight, let us sing the school song!”

It seemed that after hearing some horrible news, almost all the Slytherin students showed expressions of disgust and disgust.