Chapter 96

As a teacher of Hogwarts deformation class, a fresh graduate has aroused heated discussion among countless students. But they forgot that headmaster dipert had not finished.

"Silence

Dipert said heavily.

With that, he coughed and covered his mouth.

Dumbledore, the Acting Vice President, immediately got up, patted Armando on the back and whispered something in his ear.

As the two of them communicated, the whole hall became silent.

Armando dipert shook his head and pushed Dumbledore away with one hand, indicating that he didn't need help.

Then he straightened up, looked around firmly, and said, "this year, there's another small change.

The Ministry of magic has stationed a large number of Aurors in the Forbidden Forest due to the turbulent situation of wizard circles in various countries. Not only that, every teacher in Hogwarts has a lot of responsibility to transform the school, so I'm here to announce that this year, every teacher will invite a student to become his own teaching assistant. As a teaching assistant, students will have the resources and privileges corresponding to teachers, but they also have to shoulder the relevant responsibilities and obligations.

For students who have completed this task, the school will record this honor on your resume. I hope that every student here can run for this honor with all his strength.

These are all the changes this year. "

With that, President dipert sat down and there was a round of applause. Hoffa clapped behind him, but he couldn't help wondering.

Ta?

Students become teaching assistants.

He has never heard of such a thing.

Hoffa thought, but what kind of life? It sounds like it's thankless...

"I'm going to be!"

Agraia held the knife and fork hand on the table, excitedly turned his head: "that must be the best student can take the position. Think about it, if all the teachers come in line to invite you to be their own TA. How wonderful that would be. "

Her face flushed with excitement and her blue eyes fixed on the teacher's desk. As if already in fantasy that group of people stand in line in front of their grand occasion.

Miranda and Hoffa look at each other and see each other's helplessness. Well, as long as you can prove that you are better than others, agraia will do anything.

However, this competition is not only the competition of a few sophomores. Hogwarts also has students in grade 34567. The more advanced the students are, the more severe they will be.

Agraia wants to stand out as a teaching assistant in the second grade. I'm afraid it's unrealistic.

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after President dipert's speech, food appeared at the table one after another, which was no different from usual. Home elf food, familiar formula, familiar taste.

However, Hoffa believes that this may be the last time. When the war breaks out in two years, the world will inevitably encounter the problem of food shortage.

After the banquet, the oppressive atmosphere was relieved. The change of teachers makes all students whisper.

"Is Dumbledore very good at incantation?" agraia asked in a low voice. "Why didn't I see his published papers on incantation?"

Miranda: "to be honest, it's very powerful. It's just that he doesn't like to show off very much."

Shortly after dinner, Armando dipert left the teacher's room. As soon as he got up, Dumbledore went to help him, and they slowly left the hall. After the principal left, the atmosphere in the auditorium became more active.

Some even boldly stepped down from their seats and walked around the bright pearl in the middle of the hall. What is this thing and how to use it? President dipert didn't mention it. He just thought it didn't exist.

Slytherin table and Gryffindor table are the most active at the moment. The three Gryffindor students who were sent to the Forbidden Forest seem to have become heroes. They stand up high at their own table and toast to Ravenclaw table with enthusiasm.

"Well, Ravenclaw, when can you have Dean Gryffindor?"

Ravenclaw's prefect flew into a rage. Without hesitation, he picked up an orange and smashed it. When the orange flew, it turned into a shell and exploded yellow powder in front of Gryffindor's desk, which made Gryffindor cry.

They laughed, but did not hesitate to respond to Ravenclaw's fruit bombs.

What's more joyful is Slytherin's desk. They whistle one after another and wave excitedly to the teaching desk, hoping to attract the attention of the new beautiful teachers.

Among them, Hoffa saw the barbed Malfoy he met in Diagon lane. He whistled at osivia at the teaching desk and compared his fingers with his heart. He looked like a wave.

The voices of Slytherin fell on Hoffman, but they were rather harsh.

It's no good who can be a deformation teacher. Why do you have to let her be? Is it so difficult to find a professor who is good at deformation?How to teach yourself after that.

Hoffa lowered his head and mechanically picked up the pudding in front of him, delivering it to his mouth.

At the teacher's table, osivia turned a deaf ear to Slytherin's call. She didn't take a few bites. After less than three minutes, dipert got up and left the table.

The cry of Slytherin's group finally subsided.

She didn't leave for a moment, and Dumbledore came back.

After the banquet, he led the students to sing the school song as usual.

After singing the school song, just as the students were about to return to their common room, Dumbledore clapped his hands and stopped the crowd.

"Just a moment, I'll say something."

He asked in a loud voice, "I think everyone is very curious. What is this bead in the middle of the hall?"

There was immediate silence, and everyone was waiting for his explanation.

It took about five seconds.

Dumbledore said with a smile, "I'm curious, too."

There was a roar of laughter.

After laughing, Dumbledore raised a hand and suppressed the voices.

"However, this magic prop was made by the founder of Siyuan, which contains the belief of Gryffindor's blessing, the magic of Slytherin's infusion, and the loyalty given by hechpatch. And the password of Ravenclaw's seal.

For more than 1000 years, no one has been able to actually use this prop, so if one of you can trigger it, I don't think headmaster dipert will mind

You don't mind?

The whole hall was in an uproar. At first, everyone kept away from the object and did not dare to touch it. But when Dumbledore said so, almost all of them could not bear their curiosity and came forward one after another to touch the object with their hands.

Some little witches recite all kinds of messy incantations.

So and so gave me strength.

So and so called the beast or something.

Hoffa even saw a young student bite his finger and put blood on the bright bead, but it didn't respond. Those who did so were immediately beaten by their respective Prefects.

Hoffa didn't go up to touch the bead. He knew that it was not so easy to use. As for why he knew, the conclusion came from Tom Riddle's face.

He saw Tom Riddell, the future Dark Lord with a strong collecting habit, standing outside the crowd, holding his arms and looking at the students who touched the jewels with the same eyes as the mentally retarded.

He has a clear eye and no greed. Only a light examination.

Tom didn't go out during the summer vacation. He chose to stay in school, as Hoffa knew.

He must have witnessed the changing process of the auditorium, and he must have explored the treasure. If anything, the successor to Slytherin might have done it.

Aware of Hoffa's gaze, Tom Riddle turned his head and nodded to Hoffa with a smile.

There was not much warmth in the smile, and Hoffa looked back.

After half an hour, there was no reaction from the bead. It's still shining, still emitting obscure magic waves, but that's all.

The mystery and expectation began to fade, and the freshness was almost gone. The curious young wizards around shook their heads and went to their common room.

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at 8 p.m., Hoffa returned to Ravenclaw lounge, which had been away for nearly three months.

The common room is as warm and quiet as ever. Under the statue of ronay Ravenclaw, there are some elder students who are reading and meditating.

After saying good night to friends, Hoffa got into his dormitory and threw himself on his bed.

Here, Hoffa finally felt a long lost sense of relaxation and security.

It's like a prodigal son who has traveled for a long time and finally returned to his hometown.

His four legged bed seems to have the same temperature as last semester, and Hoffa buries his head in his pillow. As if he had been trapped in this way, and kept falling down...

Hoffa's roommates also came back to the dormitory one after another, and their roommates William and Antonio were discussing the changes of the school fiercely.

They questioned the strength of Dumbledore, the new dean, and talked excitedly about the beauty of foreign teachers. At last, they chattered about the magic jewel.

Hoffa seldom takes part in the discussion of his roommates, especially today. He just wants to have a good sleep and doesn't care about anything.

But in a daze, roommate William suddenly asked: "Hoffa, do you know how to use that pearl?"

The confused Hoffa yawned: "I don't know, maybe there will be some successor or something."

Heirs.

Inspired by this, William and Antonio, who came from Muggle, boast about their remarkable history.Hoffa lay on the bed, sleepy and uncontrollable.

Dimly, he thought of Tom Riddle and his lovely chamber of secrets. Dumbledore said that the jewel contained Slytherin's magic. Maybe Tom Riddle could open the jewel with snake man's voice.

Snake man tune.

Snake.

Hoffa turned over sullenly and breathed out.

There are snakes everywhere.