Starting Over at Hogwarts

to be honest.

Ever since a certain Hufflepuff student caused trouble during the Sorting Ceremony, Professor Minerva McGonagall was exhausted to ensure that the Sorting Ceremony could proceed smoothly.

This also makes the sorting ceremony at Hogwarts quite boring.

The Sorting Hat will very strictly assign the little wizards to the houses that suit them, and no one will raise any objections, and no one will pull out the Sword of Gryffindor.

"Feeling a little bored, right?"

No one in Gryffindor House said this.

This sentence made Professor Minerva McGonagall glare fiercely at her little lions. Her eyes rested on the Weasley brothers George and Fred.

indeed.

Compared with the sorting ceremonies in previous years, this year's sorting ceremony was indeed a bit boring, because among the freshmen there was neither a certain gray-haired student who made a splash nor a famous savior like Harry Potter.

Most of the students were still the same as Wesson Wright. They also paid more attention to the middle-aged man sitting on the rostrum who always maintained a decent smile.

"Probably all of you here probably know him."

Dumbledore stood up after the freshman sorting ceremony. His eyes looked in the direction of the middle-aged man: "But I think we should make a formal introduction..."

"Dumbledore, let me do it myself."

The middle-aged man interrupted Dumbledore with a smile, stood up and spread his arms gracefully: "I believe you all know my name, everyone here should After reading my book, everyone may have seen photos of my charming smile, but I still hope to formally introduce myself to everyone present in the most solemn place of Hogwarts Great Hall. …”

"Gilderoy Lockhart."

"The best-selling author in the wizarding world."

"Recipient of the Order of Merlin, Third Class."

"Five-time Wizarding Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile."

"Honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts Alliance..."

When talking about these honors he had received in the past, Gilderoy Lockhart really refused to miss out on any of them. However, after he introduced his honorary awards, he suddenly changed the subject: "Of course, these are important to me. It doesn’t matter what I say…”

Gilderoy Lockhart smiled and winked at all the students present, and continued: "From this moment on, the reputation that is most important to me is perhaps the most popular among students in the history of Hogwarts. Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor..."

After finishing speaking, Gilderoy Lockhart looked at the quiet great hall, the embarrassment in his eyes flashed away. He looked at some of the young wizards who admired him in the crowd, and smiled and gave them a wizard's bow. Bow.

"Okay, you can applaud now."

"..."

The entire auditorium was quiet for a moment.

The next second, the entire auditorium burst into applause like a tide.

A group of little girls looked at this handsome professor and couldn't help but clapped their hands hard. The other boys couldn't help but look at each other in confusion.

The professors at Hogwarts all had strange expressions.

Many of them are Gilderoy Lockhart's teachers. It can be seen that these professors are not interested in Gilderoy Lockhart and don't like him to teach here.

"Still the same."

Professor Filius Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw College, muttered dissatisfiedly. He reached out and grabbed his knife and fork and twisted it. He was very dissatisfied with his student's behavior of forcing himself to show off: " How come this guy hasn’t changed at all…”

For Professor Flitwick, he has always believed that Ravenclaw students should be proud of themselves, rather than being arrogant like Gilderoy Lockhart.

Gu Hao

To be honest...

Gilderoy Lockhart made him feel embarrassed in front of his old friends.

"Okay, Filius."

Professor Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff House, has always been tolerant of students. He smiled slowly and said, "At least Lockhart's book is not bad..."

"..."

Snape didn't pay attention to Gilderoy Lockhart at all. His eyes only wandered for a moment, and then fell on the "Daily Prophet" spread on his desk.

On the newspaper.

It's a picture of Harry Potter and Gilderoy Lockhart.

This was during the summer vacation when Gilderoy Lockhart was having a book signing. It happened that Harry Potter was there to buy textbooks and took a photo with Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Hmph, he likes to show off just like that idiot James..."

Snape narrowed his eyes when looking at the photo above, picked up a small plate in displeasure, and placed it on the photo published in the newspaper.

Compared with the professors sitting on the faculty seats, the students sitting below were more outspoken, and many of them began to chatter about the new professor.

"It feels a little weird..."

"I still like our Mr. Scamander..."

"Mr. Scamander is the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!"

"Hey, hey, my aunt is very nice too! And Susan and I are both here too!"

"Wesson, what do you think?"

In the area of ​​Hufflepuff House, someone suddenly asked Wesen, causing all eyes in this area to look in the direction of the gray-haired young man involuntarily.

"I thought you were going to say Dumbledore..."

Weisen raised his eyebrows, and when others wanted to agree or object, he picked up his fork and knocked on the plate next to him: "Okay, let's eat first."

This sentence obviously made everyone in Hufflepuff House calm down, and everyone's attention was quickly transferred to today's dinner.

After dinner.

Wesson took the Hufflepuff students back to the dormitory.

The freshmen who had just entered the school curiously looked at the gray-haired young man at the head, while carefully listening to the terrible story of the old student who had suffered a lot, Copwison Wright...

fair enough.

To avoid violating school rules in the future.

The professors were all used to the existence of Wesson, a heterogeneous student, and didn't even notice that from today on, Hogwarts had a new school rule that prohibited wearing jewelry.

After returning to the dormitory.

Wesson sat at his desk and was previewing his homework for the new semester. He had been conducting serious wizard training in Northern Europe throughout the holidays and had no time to preview his homework.

Cedric, a top student, held a book and read for a while, then lay on the bed and fell asleep. The fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old still couldn't bear the fatigue of taking the train.

Wesen glanced at his sleeping friend, picked up the pot of sleeping herbs on the table, placed it next to Cedric's bed, took out a notebook from his invisible stretch space, and started his own A new routine.

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