Weston is very busy, really busy. Even if he is a substitute teacher, he didn’t expect that he still needs to prepare lessons! This is really life-threatening. All the seventh-grade courses need to be prepared, and they are one-semester courses!
Potions class and review class are like this!
In addition to these, he also needs to understand the responsibilities and rights of the dean, as well as how to deal with some emergency situations.
In this regard, Weston looked at Dumbledore with resentful eyes more than once.
"What's wrong, our genius boy? Do you want some cockroaches?" Dumbledore asked with a smile, while stuffing the still-moving cockroach-shaped candy into his mouth.
"No, I need it, thank you!" Weston replied through gritted teeth, holding back his churning stomach.
"Ah, you will miss a lot of delicious food like this, believe me!" Dumbledore said with a smile.
Bah, you old bee, you are so bad! Weston "blessed" in his heart, if there were any real cockroaches crawling in, you would definitely be happier!
Well, this kind of daily life is always full of warmth... maybe.
As for whether Weston's "blessing" was finally achieved, no one knows. However, maybe the reason why Dumbledore was able to eat all the Bibi's flavored beans was because of his deep experience?
The first day of school has arrived, and Weston has received another important task - branching!
"Shouldn't this be Professor McGonagall's task?" Weston asked somewhat unhappily.
"Child, you need to take more care of the professors!" Dumbledore said with a smile, "After all, Professor McGonagall is already quite old, so you should take more care of him, right?"
"So, you found me?" Weston stared at Dumbledore with a pair of dead fish eyes, and said in a sinister tone, "This is really a good idea!"
"Aha, I'm glad you think so, kid!" Dumbledore looked extremely happy, "I knew you would agree with my idea!"
I knew it was you! Weston complained bitterly in his heart.
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"Professor Delacour, the first-year students are all here!" Hagrid lowered his head and looked at Weston.
"Thank you, Hagrid!" Weston nodded to him.
"Nothing, it's my duty!" Hagrid shook his head, "Then I'll leave first!" After saying that, Hagrid nodded to Weston again, turned and left.
Looking at the group of bewildered little beans below, Weston suddenly felt that time was passing so fast. He had also entered school at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to graduate from here in two years.
.
Fortunately, he still remembered his mission, quickly put his thoughts back, looked at the children, smiled and said the welcome speech he had prepared:
"Welcome to Hogwarts, the ancient magic school that has been passed down for thousands of years! First of all, I want to congratulate you. Congratulations on coming to the best magic school recognized by the entire wizarding world.
Here, you can learn powerful and gorgeous spells, as well as mysterious and complex potions. There are many, many, many. Hogwarts will not reserve any courses for you, as long as you are willing to work hard!
Here are the best professors in the UK and even the world. They will fill your little head with their lifelong knowledge, provided that you will get their approval. Of course, no professor will refuse a person who desires magic.
Another hard-working student!”
"Can we get your approval, professor?" a little girl asked boldly.
"Oh? It's not easy to get my approval!" Weston glanced at the little girl who looked a bit outstanding, "But if you can, I don't mind having one more student!"
"I can, Professor Delacour!" the little girl said confidently.
"Well, maybe I should bless you!" Weston smiled and nodded to her.
Afterwards, Weston talked about the extra points and subtractions, and asked them to wait in the side hall. After seeing that everything in the hall was ready, Weston did not stop and took all the freshmen with him.
Come in.
After the Sorting Hat finished singing its carefully composed song, Weston began his career of sorting.
Unlike first-year students, students in second-year and above knew that Weston was just a student. Seeing that Weston was hosting the sorting ceremony, they all opened their eyes in surprise.
mouth.
Of course, these students do not include Slytherin students.
Pure-blood families have their own channels, and most of them are members of the Hogwarts school board. They have long known about Weston's role as Slytherin's acting dean and potions professor.
, so he didn’t show much surprise.
However, the little snakes were very happy to see Weston really starting to preside over the sorting ceremony, and their eyes also showed looks of anticipation.
After two years of review, Weston's name has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of Slytherin. He is the only student of his own dean, and is also a genius who is a good friend of various families, and the future president of the Magic Guild...
.The halo and strength can also help you improve, how can the little snakes not be convinced!
The sorting ceremony ended quickly. After Weston placed the parchment and the sorting hat on the rostrum, he was just about to go down when Dumbledore called out: "Professor Delacour, your seat is
here!"
Is it really good to be so high-profile? Weston thought as he sat in the seat that originally belonged to Snape.
"Welcome everyone!" Dumbledore stood up, "I only have one thing to say to you now, and that is - eat!"
The dinner began. Unlike the new students who marveled at the food and house elves at Hogwarts, the older students paid more attention to Weston.
Except for the Slytherin students who were eating quietly, everyone in the other houses were talking about Weston. The news that Weston became the Acting Head of Slytherin spread all of a sudden.
Feeling the casual glances from the students one after another, Weston continued to eat calmly. By this time, he had calmed down.
Is there really some magic in this position on the rostrum that can make people thicker-skinned?
"Welcome again, everyone!" Dumbledore stood up, "I think your stomachs should be full by now. I'm afraid you still need to listen to an old man like me nagging you a few words before getting into your warm bed."
"First of all, I regret to tell you that last year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor resigned due to marriage. At the same time, our Professor Snape also took a leave of absence. However, as a student of Professor Snape, Mr. Delacour
, very graciously agreed to my request to temporarily act as Head of Slytherin and Professor of Potions."
"At the same time, let us also welcome the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor-Gilderoy Lockhart!"
Damn it! Weston's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the other side of the rostrum. A row of white teeth shook his eyes so much that it hurt...