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Chapter 926

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Harry was already used to their bickering and felt that it was unnecessary to mediate between them.

He made good use of this time to enjoy his steak and kidney pie, followed by a large plate full of his favourite fruit tarts in syrup.

Yes, Harry and Ron could ignore it, but Elwyn had to bear the responsibility of calming Hermione's anger.

But it was easy, he was already very experienced. He just had to divert Hermione's attention.

It worked every time, whether it was a kiss, a new topic of conversation, or something else...

Elwyn told Hermione about his plan, and she was indeed interested and discussed it with him.

They felt that there was no time to lose, and they were going to start this weekend.

Elwyn gathered all the freshmen in the name of the Boy Student Council President, with the reason that he wanted to show them around the campus.

If everything went well, this activity could be held for a long time...

Of course, there was still enough time to help Harry, Hermione, and the others improve their strength and learn magic. Elwyn also felt that it was appropriate to expand the number of people, but this kind of thing was too sensitive, so it was best to do it bit by bit, starting with the inner part of Gryffindor.

When everyone realized that they could not learn anything from Umrich, they would further expand the scale.

Finally, all the students had eaten and drunk their fill. The noise in the auditorium gradually became noisy, and everyone was a little sleepy.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up again.

The talking stopped immediately, and everyone turned to the principal.

"Well, since we are digesting another incomparably sumptuous meal, I would like to ask everyone to be quiet for a moment, and listen to me talk about the things to pay attention to in the new semester as usual." Dumbledore said, "The freshmen should know that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest in the hunting grounds. Several of our upperclassmen should also know this by now. "

"Also, Mr. Filch, the administrator, asked me, and he told me this was the four hundred and twenty-sixth time, to remind all of you that no magic is allowed in the hallway between classes, and many other rules, all of which are on that long list posted on the door of Mr. Filch's office."

Almost all of the items on the list were prohibited items, and there were more than 30,000 of them.

In the past year, almost all of the products added were jokes by Fred and George. Fortunately, Filch hadn't figured out which brand the new prank products were. They were all made by the Weasley twins that he hated the most.

Once he figured this out, he would probably put all the Weasley jokes on his list of prohibited items.

"This year, there are two changes in our teaching team. We are very happy that she has welcomed Professor Grapeland back. She will be teaching you about the protection of magical creatures. We are also pleased to introduce Professor Umrich as our new teacher for Defense Against Black Magic. "

The auditorium was filled with polite, but not very enthusiastic, applause. Everyone seemed to think that Umrich was very scary.

As for Professor Grapeland, she was already very old and certainly could not teach for too long. She was only temporarily replacing Hagrid.

When the applause stopped, Dumbledore continued, "The selection of the academy's Quidditch team will be …"

He stopped abruptly and looked at Professor Umbridge with an inquiring gaze.

As she was not much taller when she stood up compared to when she was sitting, no one could understand why Dumbledore suddenly stopped. At this moment, Professor Umrich cleared her throat. "Ahem, ahem."

Only then did everyone realize that she had stood up and was about to give a speech.

Dumbledore only showed a look of surprise for a moment. Then he deftly sat back down and looked attentively at Professor Umrich, as if he could not wait to hear what she had to say. The other teachers did not so cleverly conceal their surprise.

Professor Sprout's eyebrows were about to jump up into her fluttering hair. Professor Meg's mouth was tightly pursed, which had never happened before. Snape's face was also gloomy, as if Umrich owed him a lot of money.

In fact, no new teacher had ever interrupted Dumbledore's speech before. This was something that had never happened before.

Many students were secretly laughing. This woman clearly did not understand the rules of the Hogwarts.

Only those who knew Umrich's background could not laugh.

"Thank you, Principal!" Professor Umrich said with a fake smile. "Thank you for such a warm welcome speech."

Her voice was high and shrill, with a hint of breath. It was like a little girl's voice, which made people feel disgusted.

Umrich was not young anymore. Elwyn wanted to know how she could make such a voice. Was it a falsetto?

Also, her style of dressing, that fluffy pink cardigan, also made people feel very uncomfortable.

But the most unacceptable thing was her indescribable temperament, which was annoying.

Considering her background and character, it was even more annoying!

"Ahem, ahem!" Umrich coughed lightly again, cleared her throat, and continued, "Well, I have to say, it's great to be back at the Hogwarts!"

She grinned, showing her sharp teeth.

"It's great to see these happy little faces looking up at me!"

Elwyn could be sure that, except for her, none of the thousands of faces in the auditorium were happy.

On the contrary, they all looked surprised that someone would treat them like five-year-old children.

"I'm eager to get to know all of you as soon as possible. I believe we will become very good friends!"

The students heard this and exchanged glances. Some of them almost couldn't hide their smirks.

"I will be friends with her, as long as you don't let me borrow her cardigan," Parvati whispered to Lavender. Both of them laughed silently.

Professor Umrich cleared her throat again. When she continued to speak, some of the sound in her voice could not be heard.

Now, her voice was much more serious, and her words were dry, as if she had already memorized those words.

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