Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

These young wizards didn't have to wait long before Professor McGonagall reappeared and led them into the hall.

The four long tables in the Great Hall were already full of people, and these underage wizards either shifted their gaze to them or looked up at the ceiling.

The reason for this was that the weather-simulating ceiling above was covered with flashing lightning clouds, just like outside the castle, but perhaps because it had just been enchanted, there was no dull rumble of thunder, but the terrifying pressure was still transmitted into the hall.

"Merlin's beard, it was clear blue when we arrived, how did the weather change so quickly? I bet the magic on the roof is acting up," some of the seated young wizards muttered to each other.

Hearing these wizards' discussions, the newcomers really wanted to tell them that the weather outside had really changed, and it was even more terrifying than what was displayed on the ceiling.

However, McGonagall, who had already arrived at the front, didn't give them much opportunity to discuss. Waiting for these freshmen had already wasted a lot of time. "All freshmen, come closer! Before the Sorting Ceremony begins, Headmaster Dumbledore has a few words to say to you!"

Dumbledore stood up and said loudly, "Before the new school year begins, there are a few things I need to remind everyone. Except for a few course arrangements, no students are allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, especially this year, when you will occasionally have classes near the Forbidden Forest."

"Also…" Dumbledore didn't stop, "Our caretaker, Mr. Filch, asked me to remind you that the corridor on the right side of the third floor is also forbidden. If you don't want to die a horrible death, don't go there."

"Finally, I would like to solemnly announce that 'Tactical Training' will be added as a mandatory course at Hogwarts this academic year!"

"Sure enough! We're adding 'Tactical Training' this year," Fred whispered excitedly to his brother from below the stage.

"And this year, this course might be taught in the Forbidden Forest, or at least near it!" George also understood the meaning of Dumbledore's words.

After hearing Dumbledore's official announcement, the young wizards below the stage began to talk amongst themselves. Many of them knew that a 'Training' course might be added this year, but they were quite surprised that the course they were going to learn was the complete 'Tactical Training'.

Then, everyone curiously looked towards the faculty seating area, trying to find the new professor, but they were soon disappointed. The professors in front of them were all familiar faces.

"Although that gentleman hasn't arrived yet," Dumbledore paused slightly, "I would like to introduce to you, the professor of Tactical Training added in the new school year is…"

Just as Dumbledore said this, the door at the back of the hall was suddenly pushed open. Everyone looked over and saw a handsome young man in a dark, exquisite formal suit walking in from the door.

While most of the young wizards were curious about the identity of the newcomer, a portion of the people in the hall suddenly changed their expressions, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Some of these people were young wizards who often read the newspaper and recognized Anduin's appearance, but more were those 6th and 7th-year students who hadn't graduated yet.

They had all personally experienced Anduin's leadership of Slytherin House at the end. Although a long time had passed, and Anduin was already in 6th grade at that time, they didn't see him often, but two short years were enough for them to remember this decisive senior.

Especially the upperclassmen of Slytherin, who were originally talking and laughing, trembled when they saw that the person was the once-feared prefect, then reflexively shut their mouths and sat up straight, their expressions quickly becoming serious, and some even began to tidy their clothes in a sweat.

There was no way around it. Since Anduin graduated from Hogwarts, Slytherin had lost someone who could intimidate all the students. In the beginning, Joy Farley, the prefect's loyal fanboy, was勉强 barely maintaining order.

But as these upperclassmen graduated one after another, the discipline of the snake house also slowly declined. Of course, many good traditions were still retained, such as evening self-study and the annual House Cup!

The young wizards at the same table couldn't help but feel puzzled when they saw the exaggerated behavior of their seniors.

What's going on? It's just a wizard walking in, it's not a demon, is it necessary to react so strongly? But this made everyone even more curious about the identity of the newcomer.

Anduin, who had entered the hall, first glanced indifferently at the Slytherin table in front of him, then scanned the surrounding young wizards, and finally focused his gaze on the freshmen in front of the stage.

He saw Ron, with his bright red hair and obvious features, and Neville, whom he had met a week ago, and also noticed Harry, who was thin in the crowd.

After frowning in surprise, Anduin withdrew his gaze and walked straight towards the faculty table, nodded to the professors on the stage, and then sat down in the empty seat next to Snape.

Dumbledore smiled slightly when he saw Anduin appear, and then continued, "As you can see, the professor in charge of the Tactical Training course at Hogwarts in the new school year is Mr. Anduin Wilson."

Wow!!!

Most of the young wizards in attendance may not have seen Anduin's appearance, but his name was well-known, so the crowd instantly erupted into a boil after hearing Dumbledore announce Anduin's name.

"What? Mr. Wilson is actually personally responsible for our new course?"

"Wow! The owner of Silver Flash Trading Company is actually here to be a professor, can it be said that Hogwarts is worthy of its reputation?"

"I'm going to write a letter home, Mr. Wilson actually appeared at Hogwarts, do you think he will give us a discount on some products? Like blind boxes or something?"

Not only the young wizards in attendance, but even the freshmen who were waiting for the Sorting Ceremony began to talk amongst themselves.

"Is that the famous Mr. Wilson?" Harry looked at Anduin with shining eyes, and asked Ron beside him curiously.

"That's right, he's Uncle Wilson, but why is he here? Good fellow, Uncle Wilson is going to be our professor!" Ron was equally shocked, but soon laughed excitedly, "Hehe, with him, I can definitely get high marks in my new course!"

"Come on! How could someone like Mr. Wilson give acquaintances special treatment?" Hermione looked at Ron disdainfully, "Having the founder of this new subject personally teach us is the greatest honor in itself, how can you think of such a boring thing in your head."

"No one will treat you like a mute if you don't speak," Ron glared at Hermione dissatisfied.

Seeing Anduin causing chaos in the hall with just his appearance, without even saying a word, McGonagall in front of the stage couldn't help but turn her head and roll her eyes at Anduin, then shouted seriously, "Silence!"

After everyone quieted down, McGonagall resumed the Sorting Ceremony, "The person whose name is called, come forward, I will put the Sorting Hat on your head, and then determine which house you will go to!"

"Hannah Abbott!"

McGonagall began to skillfully preside over the Sorting Ceremony, while Anduin chatted casually with the professors beside him.

"Long time no see, Senior Quirrell, I heard that you will be leaving the Muggle Studies position this year and start teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts? This course is not a good job, the headmaster wanted me to accept this course when I graduated, but unfortunately I didn't agree." Anduin looked at Quirrell, who was wearing a purple turban and was one seat away from him.

Although he and this former senior weren't very familiar, they had at least spent three years together in the Duelling Club, and he had learned the 'Sonorus' spell from him, and used it as inspiration to develop the 'Echo' and 'Subsonic' spells.

"Goo…good e…evening, Anduin, I'm o…only f…filling in f…for this course for a year, I b…believe the headmaster w…will find a more s…suitable candidate next year," Quirrell stuttered with a smile, his eyes full of dodge when he met Anduin's gaze.

"Quirrell is not such a coward like you!" Snape glanced at Anduin dissatisfiedly, "You still like to show off as always, I've heard about what happened outside, you actually arrogantly sailed a ship over the school."

"You can't blame me for this, that ship is my base, I can't just leave her somewhere else, and she's not usually like this, I still can't grasp Leona's temper, she won't be so scary when her emotions are stable." Anduin smiled apologetically at Snape.

"Hmph, you always have a bunch of reasons to argue, I don't believe you can't control a broken ship with your ability." Snape pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't let her hear you slandering her like that, otherwise you'll have a hard time." Anduin smiled teasingly.

While the few people were chatting, the Sorting Ceremony for the new school year at Hogwarts came to an end. Malfoy entered Slytherin without any surprise, and Harry, Ron, Neville, and Hermione were all sorted into Gryffindor.

Among them, Gryffindor showed great excitement after discovering that they had welcomed Harry Potter, and the whole team cheered enthusiastically.

After seeing that the freshmen had all welcomed their belonging, Dumbledore stood up and smiled, "Now, let the feast begin!"

Immediately, a large amount of food appeared on the hall tables, and everyone began to feast, and many young wizards even started using their hands directly.

Only the upperclassmen of Slytherin behaved very restrained, each of them behaved like they were tight-lipped, and didn't dare to take a big breath during the meal.

This not only made the other Slytherin students around them feel very strange, but also made the young wizards of the other houses look back frequently. What's going on? Did these guys suddenly change their temperament?

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