Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 346 Bad Speech

The happy time is always short. After the students finished eating the last dessert, with Dumbledore's snap of his fingers, all the plates and the food in them disappeared in front of everyone.

The old students reacted immediately, quickly closed their mouths and quietly turned their heads to look in the direction of the podium. Although the freshmen were a little deceived, they could only imitate the old students in this environment, closing their mouths one after another Looking towards the podium.

"Okay, since we are digesting an extremely rich and delicious meal, I ask everyone to be quiet for a while and listen to me talk about the precautions for the new semester as usual." Dumbledore walked slowly onto the podium and said, "One The freshmen in the first grade should know that the forbidden forest in the hunting ground is not allowed for students to enter—this point, several of our senior students should already know."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of mischievous laughter from the long table of Gryffindor, among which the laughter of the Weasley brothers was the loudest.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and pressed down in the void, and then the auditorium became silent, and he continued:

"For the sixth time, Mr. Filch, the administrator, asked me to remind you all that magic is not allowed in the corridors between classes..."

After all, bursts of laughter rang out again in the auditorium.

But this time Dumbledore didn't stop immediately, because even he laughed out loud.

"Ahem, let's continue." Dumbledore coughed twice and said, "This year, we have two changes in our teaching staff. We are very pleased to welcome Professor Graplan back, and she will teach you the protection of magical creatures. (The tall female professor leading the freshmen to the boat stands up, and there is a particularly warm applause in the auditorium.) We are equally pleased to introduce Professor Umbridge, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Umbridge did not receive the warm applause that Graplan did. There was only a soft, polite but not very enthusiastic applause in the auditorium.

Dumbledore was obviously unwilling to waste any more words on Umbridge, he said quickly:
"The selection for the House Quidditch team will be..."

"Cough cough!"

Two loud coughs interrupted Dumbledore's speech, and everyone in the auditorium, including Dumbledore, turned their attention to Umbridge who was coughing just now on the staff chair.

Dumbledore was extremely focused, as if he wanted to hear every word of the other party clearly.

The others were not so friendly. The professors on the faculty bench all frowned, and Professor McGonagall squeezed his mouth tightly, and his eyes seemed to be able to spew out flames.

It was clear that Umbridge's behavior had offended the group of professors.

Since Dumbledore became the headmaster, no one has dared to interrupt him at the opening ceremony!

But in this tense atmosphere, Umbridge seemed unaware.

With a smirk on her face, she stood up from her seat in an extremely contrived gesture and said:

"Thank you, Headmaster, for your warm welcome."

Her voice was high and high-pitched, like a little girl's voice, coupled with her pink woolen coat and toad-like face, it made Mike feel a strong sense of nausea.

Others should feel the same way. Mike saw Franklin close his eyes in pain, and turned his head to avoid Umbridge on the stage. It's as if all the delicious food in the stomach is vomited out.

"Well, I must say, it's great to be back at Hogwarts!" Umbridge grinned, ignoring everyone's protesting stares. marvelous!"

Franklin seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, his cheeks suddenly swelled up, and then he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

After a few obvious swallowing sounds, his cheeks shrunk again.

The people around Franklin squeezed back with disgust on their faces, trying to stay away from this disgusting guy as much as possible, while Franklin bowed to everyone with an apologetic expression.

The speech on the stage was still going on, and the initial greeting session seemed to be over, because at this moment Umbridge actually put on a serious expression.

"The Ministry of Magic has always believed that educating young wizards is a very important matter. If some of your innate innate talents are not cultivated and exercised under careful and meticulous guidance..."

Umbridge's speech was complicated and boring, and there were many rare words that only appeared in the official documents of the Ministry of Magic, which made the listeners doze off.

After only listening for a while, Mike lost the desire to continue listening. He turned his head and looked around, and saw that Franklin and others not far away had already been fighting together.

Franklin was wiping someone else's body with the hand he just covered his mouth with a smirk on his face, while the people around him were trying to dodge with disgusted faces, and their mouths were still opening one by one. Mike guessed that it must be Curse Franklin for his outrage.

The other people in the auditorium were similar, and the Gryffindors were even more excessive. Their voices were loud enough to make people mistakenly think they were having a tea party.

But Umbridge on the stage completely ignored these voices and continued talking on his own.

Perhaps the quietest place in the entire auditorium is around Mike.

The students sitting next to him all sat upright, not daring to say a word.

Mike knew that this was because of himself. Due to his current status, he didn't take the lead in talking, and the students around him naturally didn't dare to chat.

On the other hand, because Mike and the others are sitting at the head of the Ravenclaw long table, this position is completely exposed to the sight of the faculty seats, these students are obviously not bold enough to stand in front of the professors. Gossip under the nose.

The seat at the head of the long table in each college usually belongs to the person with the highest status in the college, and usually this position belongs to the seventh grade prefect.

But this year's senior and other students obviously felt that Mike was more qualified to sit in this position, so Mike, the fifth-year prefect, became the leader of Ravenclaw.

It is worth mentioning that the person sitting in the first place under Mike was not the seventh-year senior who had abdicated, but a freshman who had just been assigned to Ravenclaw College.

She was brought to Mike by the seventh-grade prefect himself, and because of the prefect's face, Mike did not refuse.

At this moment, the girl with a brown mushroom head was obviously sleepy, but the serious atmosphere around her forced her to keep her eyes wide open so as not to fall asleep.

Looking at the girl who was swaying a little, Mike had a smile on his face.

He poked the girl lightly.

But the girl straightened her body like a cat woken up, looking at Mike in horror.

"Sorry! I almost fell asleep!"

The girl's voice was soft and waxy, Mike shook his head and said:

"Don't be nervous, it should be over soon."

Then he looked at the students around him who also looked serious, and said:

"Just relax, it's okay."

Hearing this, these students who couldn't stand it for a long time finally let out a breath of foul air and started whispering.

Because they are in the top position, many students are worried that their poor performance will be reprimanded by the professors, so they frequently cast their eyes on the faculty seats to observe the reactions of the professors.

However, to their surprise, Professor Flitwick didn't say anything about their performance. Even Professor McGonagall, who usually values ​​discipline more than heaven, turned a blind eye to their behavior.

This undoubtedly fueled their arrogance, their voices gradually became louder, and smiles appeared on their faces.

And in the midst of all the chaos, Umbridge finally finished her speech.

She smiled and bowed to her classmates and professors, but the only response to her was noise and laughter, and even the professors on the teacher's seat didn't give her any good looks.

It wasn't until Dumbledore started to applaud that the professors clapped their hands a few times with great reluctance.

Only then did the students in the audience finally realize that Umbridge's speech was over.

They clapped excitedly, looking extremely happy.

Seeing this, Umbridge on the podium got up and bowed to the students again, but it attracted a burst of boos.

"She's so self-indulgent!" said a boy next to Mike. "I bet those people applaud because they can go back to the lounge soon!"

As soon as this remark came out, there were many echoing voices around, obviously everyone thought so.

"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, your speech was very enlightening." Dumbledore finally made the boos of the audience disappear, and he owed to Umbridge, who was not very optimistic. The body continued, "Okay, as I said just now, the selection of the Quidditch team will be..."

Due to being delayed by Umbridge for too much time, Dumbledore's speech speed became very fast, and he finished all the things to be said next in a very short time.

Amid the cheers of all the students, Dumbledore officially announced the successful conclusion of the banquet.

Hearing this, Mike and the prefects around him stood up one after another, pushed the chairs under the long table, and then began to exit in an orderly manner.

"Now, Ravenclaw freshmen, please come to my side and assemble!"

It was Mike and Patil who were the new prefects' accusation for guiding the freshmen to the lounge, and Mike didn't mean to shirk, and he stood at the table and spoke.

Mike's voice was not too loud, and it was instantly drowned out in the noisy auditorium, but under the effect of magic power, these voices were all clearly transmitted to the ears of the surrounding people.

Soon, a bunch of carrot heads gathered in front of Mike.

Patil rubbed his hands nervously, hiding beside Mike without saying a word, while Mike said with a blank face:

"Boys line up to my left, girls line up to my right."

Following Mike's order, these little radish heads quickly lined up in two rows without any delay.

Such high efficiency made Mike frown, because the freshmen in front of him seemed to be very afraid of him, especially the mushroom-headed girl who was sitting next to him before, who was now trembling with fear.

After thinking for a while, Mike immediately understood the reason for all this.

Presumably, most of these people should have read the Daily Prophet during this period, so they misunderstood themselves.

You must know that Fudge is not a vegetarian, maybe it is to retaliate against Harry and Mike for embarrassing him in court, or simply to blow their reputation so that the public will have a bad impression of them, thereby reducing the news of Voldemort's return credibility.

In short, the Daily Prophet throughout late August has been relentlessly blacking out on Mike and Harry.

Among them, Harry is described as a despicable clown who is good at lying.

And Mike is even worse. The Daily Prophet directly uncovered his old account of killing the fire dragon in the Triwizard Tournament, and also exposed many shady scenes of the Los Santos Group, thus directly describing Mike as A black-hearted businessman with deep scheming, cruelty and the potential to become a black wizard.

Shaking his head helplessly, Mike is too lazy to say anything now, so he simply pretended to be serious and said sharply:
"Now, follow me, don't fall behind!"

After saying that, Mike waved his sleeves and strode out of the auditorium, while those little carrot heads followed Mike closely like chicks following a hen out for food.

After walking silently all the way to the door of the Ravenclaw lounge, Mike turned his head and looked at the freshmen again.

At this time, Patil, who had been following the main force, hurried forward and whispered in Mike's ear:
"There's not one less, they're all here."

Nodding silently, a bright smile bloomed on Mike's face, and said:
"First of all, welcome to Ravenclaw!"

Mike's smile made these little radishheads a little overwhelmed, but before they could react, Mike went on to say:

"Ravenclaw is the best house in Hogwarts. Only the brightest students are eligible to be sorted here! Now that you are standing here, it means that you are the most intelligent among this group of freshmen. The best!"

The little radishheads looked around excitedly, while Patil raised his head with a look of pride.

"If you want to enter the Ravenclaw lounge, you must pass the test, which is the same in every house. Unlike other houses that require a fixed password, our Ravenclaw test will never be fixed. answer!" Mike pointed to the door knocker of the eagle head, "Our test is very special, as long as you tap this door knocker lightly, a question will be asked for you, and the door will only open when you answer correctly! "

"Perhaps you are worried, what if the door knocker asks too difficult a question and you are locked out? But what I want to tell you is that this door knocker has magical powers, and it will never ask Questions beyond the scope of your knowledge! If you really don't answer the questions it raises, then it means that you didn't pay attention in class! And for such a student, I think it's best to sleep in the cold corridor all night But it's a punishment!"

Mike's words completely extinguished the fire that had just ignited in the hearts of the little carrot heads, and they returned to the shivering quail before.

But Mike didn't mean to comfort him at all. He put his hands behind his back, took a deep breath and said:

"Finally, I hope you can keep in mind one sentence. This is the motto of the founder of our college, Ms. Ravenclaw, and it is also the motto that all of our Ravenclaw students must remember! Come, read it after me: Extraordinary Wisdom is the most precious wealth of human beings!"

As Mike's voice fell, childish voices sounded in the crowded corridor.

"Extraordinary ingenuity is the most precious wealth of human beings!"

Many old students who passed by also heard the words of the new students. They shouted softly and looked at the new students with gentle eyes.

'This is inheritance! '

At this moment, everyone is thinking the same way.

(End of this chapter)