The evening of September 1, 1991, Hogwarts Great Hall.
At this time, the sorting ceremony has ended. After a brief speech, Dumbledore stretched out his hand to suppress the cheers of the students.
"Before the introduction, I want to give you a piece of advice from an elder. Perhaps a warm welcome can increase the new professor's favor for you." Dumbledore blinked, and then extended his hand to the teacher's table.
"Quilinus Quirrell, an outstanding graduate of Ravenclaw, once taught Muggle Studies, and will become your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year."
The thin man wrapped in a large turban stood up in a panic, hurriedly straightened the overturned goblet, and stumblingly said thanks——
Although the applause was not enthusiastic, after all, it is difficult for people to have too much expectations for a subject that has been continuously stretched for more than 30 years. If you are determined to write suspense novels after graduation, how will you leave the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors?
It can provide a lot of inspiration.
Although there were almost only a few first-year students applauding in the front row, Quirrell's submissive voice was still completely obscured. Even the students in the front row could not hear a sound, and could only see two pieces barely leaking out of the bag.
The lips outside the shadow of the headscarf trembled and opened and closed, making the scene even more embarrassing.
Fortunately, Dumbledore immediately changed the subject, "Professor Aeneas Scamander will assist Professor McGonagall in teaching Transfiguration in the new school year."
"Hello everyone..."
"Good home..."
"Okay..."
After being blessed with magic power, bursts of echoes rang out from Aini's nostrils, as if there was a large empty cave inside.
Aini blushed and waved his hand quickly. The students' collars turned into small hands to block the laughter. The snickering professors had no choice. Of course, except for Quirrell, his head hung down.
It was lower, almost hitting the corner of the table.
He glanced at Dumbledore innocently. You can't blame me. The Baotou next to you is really smelly. I'm not good at spells, but I can't shrink the Bubble Charm into my nostrils like Professor Flitwick did.
.
I had to widen the space for my nostrils and collect enough fresh air from the outside before sitting down. But there is no way to cancel it now, otherwise the gushing air will cause a storm in the auditorium.
Shrugging his shoulders, Aini hooked his fingers, and the little candlelight figures lined up hand in hand, turning into words to say hello to Aini and the students.
Who would have thought that after the deformation on the collar was released, the auditorium erupted in enthusiastic cheers and applause, especially the younger wizards, who applauded and shouted at each other.
"So cool!"
"I must learn this. If my mother nags me again during the holidays, I will use this to stop her mouth." A certain red-haired monster from Gryffindor shouted excitedly.
"Mr. Weasley, you should really prepare yourself for silent spellcasting, wandless spellcasting, and group-directed transformation. Don't expect it until you obtain the N.E.W.T. certificate for Transfiguration. You won't be able to get it until you graduate from at least seventh grade.
Until then." The future Miss Know-It-All ruthlessly shattered the fantasy of the scumbag.
Compared with the unscientific hat just now, Aini's performance is naturally much more magical. Coupled with his extremely friendly appearance, these little wizards who have just started to come into contact with the magical world have successfully become fans.
Dumbledore signaled repeatedly to suppress the restlessness of the little guys, "Well, impressive self-introduction, here is Professor William Arthur Weasley, who will assist Professor Flitwick in the new school year..." To be honest, Ani was completely confused when he first came to Hogwarts and entered the principal's office and found Bill. Why was my Hogwarts unfolding in the wrong way?
Ani has been picked up by Newt Scamander since he came to this wonderful world. Although he showed a talent for magic, he did not receive the admission notice to Hogwarts five years ago, but he was able to follow
One of the top wizards in England is currently studying, and the sense of loss is not strong.
Especially Newt's little cuties, Aini was completely immersed in them. And Aini could clearly feel that when he sincerely pampered and took care of magical creatures, he would also receive their gifts and gain some serious or unreal things.
Such a serious gain.
For example, the talent of transformation is now beyond the scope.
However, Ani has quite a lot of interactions with several professors here, especially Professor McGonagall. After being entrusted by Dumbledore to teach Ani for a holiday in 1987, Ani simply regarded Ani as her successor.<
/p>
While Ernie was wandering around, the eldest brother of the Weasley family next to him took off his hood, and there was an exclamation from the opposite side. For students in fourth grade and above, Bill's iconic red hair and memories of
The handsome face is so familiar.
What followed was even more enthusiastic cheers and applause than what Aini had received. Unlike Ron, who was suspected of being the wrong child, Bill not only had excellent grades in school, but was also easy-going and fair. He was even criticized by the university while serving as the president of the student union.
Some Slytherin students were convinced.
At this time, in addition to a small number of staunch enemies (hostile to Gryffindor House), many Slytherin students also clapped gracefully, and the applause on the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw square tables was even more intense.
Enthusiastic.
As for the Gryffindor table, it can be called a chaotic dance. Among the senior students, there are quite a few fans of Bill. Even the usually serious Percy's face turned red with excitement and his lips trembled as he muttered.
, "This is my brother, Gryffindor's best student in recent years..."
Ron grabbed Harry's sleeve and jumped up and down, shouting incoherently: "Harry, this is my eldest brother Bill, who has been working in Gringotts in Africa. Oh my god, he didn't even tell me. You have to know that I
I haven’t seen him for many years..."
As for Fred and George, they stepped on the chairs and threw out a lot of fireworks, completely consuming all the little cuties they had purchased.
Professor McGonagall's face suddenly turned ugly. These two little bastards really hadn't had sex for three days, but since it was Bill's speaking time, it was hard to get angry, so they could only be patient and place bets on the Gryffindor table.
A dose of enhanced death stare.
Bill, who was aware of this, briefly introduced himself and hurriedly sat down. He had great respect for his dean, Bill. Only then did Harry realize that Ron had just pulled him and jumped around.
When he jumped, in addition to his clothes, he also had two chicken legs...
Dumbledore stood up again, and the playful little lions finally restrained themselves. After Dumbledore cleared his throat, the auditorium became quiet again.
"As you can see, after consultation with professors, we will make some adjustments to the curriculum at Hogwarts this academic year..."
Bala, bala, bala, after Dumbledore’s cliché, the banquet officially started.
To be honest, although in my own world, Britain's various dark dishes have been criticized by the Chinese people, the food at Hogwarts is still quite good. If it weren't for the power of the man with the bun next to him, and the expanded nostril space was penetrated, Ai
I want to eat more.
The last ten minutes or so were simply an ordeal. Feedback from many magical animal companions helped Aini's sense of smell improve to a greater or lesser extent. The smell on Quirrell's body was almost the same as disaster.
After the banquet, Aini, who had to stay in the auditorium to maintain his professorial persona, hurriedly left the castle and lifted the traceless stretching spell.
"Boom!"
"Ah!"
So sloppy!
The gushing air made Aini's nose temporarily simulate the jet nozzle of a fighter jet. Under the huge reaction force, Mr. Newton's coffin board pushed him hard and hit the castle behind him...
o(╥﹏╥)o
Ten minutes later, the office of the vice principal and director of transfiguration.
"Minerva~" Ani happily gave Professor McGonagall a big hug. Almost all animals have the talent to feel emotions more sensitively than humans. Professor McGonagall's sincere care over the years has already allowed Ani to
She treats her as family.
"Ani." Professor McGonagall's usually serious face softened. Years of interaction have given this childless woman a special feeling for Ani.
"I thought you would arrive earlier."
"There is no way, there are too many friends at home. Although Taylor and the others are very smart, they still need to be well trained." Aini is also helpless. Newt has not liked goblins since he was young. In addition to their disgusting characters,
Also, because most Gringotts in various parts of the wizarding world tame ferocious magical creatures such as fire dragons to guard their vaults, and given the stingy and cruel nature of goblins, it is easy to imagine how bad the situation for these cute little guys in Newt's eyes is. p>
Therefore, the Newt family has not even had house elves for many years. After all, these guys are no different from the goblins of Gringotts. They are just as stingy, paranoid, selfish, and cruel, but it is just because the long-term slavery contract has changed some of their perceptions.
The concept of knowledge changes the first priority beneficiary unit in cognition from the self to the wizard of service.
So after Dumbledore provided 10 house elves to take care of the magical creatures on Ani's behalf, he had to train them and let every little cutie know them, at least let Ani's magical creature friends know about these elves.
Can't eat.
"Minerva, I found something good in Diagon Alley before I came here." Aini took out a worn book from his pocket, or a few broken pages would be more appropriate. "That's why I wasted a lot of time.
, otherwise I can arrive in the afternoon."
Professor McGonagall took it and glanced at it, and was quickly attracted by the content on the broken page. Due to the serious damage, the title of the book was completely invisible. However, it should be a manual of alchemy and creation.
The first two pages are a method of refining a chariot, but only a small part of the latter part is missing, and most of the content is missing.
The next few pages record a kind of alchemy puppet. Although it is not complete, the main construction and overall structure are included. Most of the functional enchantments should be made on the following pages. However, there is a big missing
Part of the prefabrication is just a moving dummy.
However, it has strong reference significance for Professor McGonagall who likes alchemy puppets - it records an alchemy technique that she has never been exposed to before.
Although he had expected it, Ani was still very happy to see Professor McGonagall liking his gift so much.
Seeing Professor McGonagall almost struggling to take her attention away from the manuscript and wanting to continue entertaining herself, Aini said goodbye to her thoughtfully.
After visiting some familiar professors in school, Aini left the castle and ran towards the Forbidden Forest.
Damn, no serious person would sleep in the bedroom.