[HP]Blue Soul

Chapter 116 New Professor of Magic Defense

The Hogwarts Express finally slowed down and stopped at the dark Hogsmeade station.There was still rumbling thunder in the air, Qiubai got off the train after a few students.The downpour was stopped within a centimeter of the fall plant, but in the dark of night, others could not see clearly.

On the other side of the platform was the huge figure of Hagrid, holding up a water-resistant kerosene lamp, and shouting loudly, "Follow me first graders, first graders! First graders, come to my side."

Qiu Bai passed through the students and came to Hagrid's side. Hagrid's coat was already soaked, "Hey, Hagrid."

"Charles, why are you here?" Hagrid's voice was loud, and Qiubai saw two of the gathered first graders look into her eyes in surprise.

"There's something wrong." Qiu Bai put Hagrid's arm on his arm, and used a water-proof magic cover and quick-drying spell on him, "You continue to guide the students, I'll go first."

"Much easier!" Hagrid shook himself. "Thank you, Charles—" He turned to the first years. "Come on, boys, come with me."

Qiubai moved away from the crowd, winking at Gwendolyn and Elendil among the children.They had to follow the ferry across the lake and enter Hogwarts Castle, which was their first experience.So Qiubai didn't use a water-proof magic cover for them.

Qiubai stepped on Qiumoluo, quickly cut through the thick rain curtain, and returned to Hogwarts.The senior students have come to the stone steps in front of the oak gate of Hogwarts through the carriage pulled by thestrals one after another, and they climbed the stone steps and ran into the castle one after another.When I saw Qiubai, I greeted her.

"Mother Charles! Why are you here? I thought I heard it wrong at the station just now." Harry ran up the stone steps in three steps at a time, and said excitedly. His clothes were all wet, only his glasses Still clear.

"Something is wrong, are you all right?" Qiubai helped Harry dry his clothes, "Come on, Ron, you guys come too." She helped Ron, Hermione and Neville behind Harry also dry their clothes.Neville blushed and stammered thanks.

Qiubai entered the cave-like hall together with them. Torches were lit in the hall, and there were many students on the marble stairs shaking the water from their bodies.As soon as they finished shaking, a big red balloon filled with water fell from the ceiling and exploded on top of the students' heads, causing them to scream and push each other.

Qiubai quickly wove a magic circle to cover the students' heads, blocking the blasted water from the water balloon.Qiubai looked up and saw the mischievous Peeves floating twenty feet above them.He was short and wore a hat with bells and an orange bow tie.

When he met Qiu Bai's eyes, he immediately slid away like a rabbit seeing a tiger.Professor McGonagall came late, and she yelled angrily, "Peves, come down!" The ground was covered with water, and she slipped, so Qiubai hurried forward to support her, "Ouch! —Thank you, Charles—”

"Are you alright, Minerva." Qiubai was still not used to this kind of address, if she could, she would like to still call Professor McGonagall like Severus did.

"This damned Peeves!" Professor McGonagall straightened the peaked hat on his head, and stared at it through the square-rimmed glasses. There was no trace of the soul there, "Okay, everyone, hurry into the auditorium, Hurry up!" Professor McGonagall said sternly to the chaotic crowd.

"Use a fast-drying spell, I think you have all learned it." Qiu Bai shouted at the students.

They drew out their wands one after another, cast a quick-drying spell on themselves if they could, and asked the people next to them to help if they couldn't.But it was also useful and bad, and almost caused a fire.Still in shock, Qiubai helped the students stop the fire, and followed the students into the auditorium.

Qiu Bai only remembered a vague row of people at the school opening banquet last year.She had never seen such a magnificent auditorium, and it was decorated for the new semester banquet.Hundreds of candles floated above the table, illuminating gold plates and goblets.The four long college tables were already filled with chattering students.

There was a fifth table at the top of the auditorium, and the staff sat one by one on one side of the table, facing their students.In the middle of the table sat Principal Dumbledore. He was wearing a luxurious dark green robe with many stars and moons embroidered on it. It was an exaggerated style that Qiubai had never seen before.

What didn't match his clothes was his deep expression. The fingertips of his two slender hands touched together, his chin rested on the fingertips, and his eyes looked at the ceiling above through the half-moon-shaped lenses, as if caught in a mused.

Severus saw Qiubai at first glance, his face was calm, but his eyes followed her all the time.When looking at Qiubai, he glanced at the empty seat next to him.Qiubai immediately made his way through the crowd, came to the staff table, and sat down beside Severus.

Qiubai stared at the ghost of Gryffindor College—Nearly Headless Nick, who held Severus's hand under the table, "I took the Hogwarts Express once, but it was raining, and nothing happened. I didn’t appreciate it. Besides, I’m the only one in the teacher’s car.”

Severus held Qiubai's hand back, "You can go and squeeze Potter."

"They were chatting, so I didn't bother them," Qiubai said, "but I went to chat with Draco, without Goyle and Crabbe, he seemed alone."

"Draco is smart..." Severus glanced at Draco on the Slytherin table.Draco didn't look well, staring at the goblet on the table in a daze.Goyle and Crabbe, always by his side, sat next to him, all the while pulling snacks out of their pockets.

"Yes, he is very smart. But most of his cognition comes from his father. He needs to learn to discover the world from his own perspective, and there is still time to start." Qiubai turned his head and looked at Severus seriously black eyes.

"I hope Lucius doesn't think you're spoiling his son." Severus thought about why Lucius tried everything he could to pull Dumbledore down as headmaster.

I still remember Lucius gritted his teeth and said: "I wrote dozens of letters to that old bee Dumbledore, asking him to remove "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" from the Hogwarts library, but He just refuses, he will bring Xiaolong to ruin sooner or later!"

Yes, it's that simple. The hatred between Lucius and Dumbledore actually started at this time, just because there was a plot of wizard and Muggle marriage in "The Tales of Beedle the Poet", which Lucius thought would bring Bad Draco.Lucius' pure blood concept was still deeply rooted when he was not threatened with his life.

"He should thank me. His son should learn from his cleverness and tact, not his stubbornness." Qiu Bai shrugged.

Not long after, the sorting ceremony arrived.Professor McGonagall led a long line of first years into the room.Sitting on the teachers' bench, Qiubai could clearly see the expressions on their faces.They were soaked, but they couldn't stop their curiosity and excitement, and they kept looking around.

They stood in a row along the staff desks, stopped, and faced the whole school.Gwendolyn saw Choba and Severus give a little jump of excitement and a big smile.

Professor McGonagall placed a three-legged stool on the ground in front of the new students, and on top of the stool a tattered, dirty, and patched wizard's hat.The first-year students all stared at it blankly.Although Qiubai had seen it in the principal's office, it was the first time he saw it speak.

It sang a song, the singing was a bit harsh, but the content was not bad: Gryffindor's bravery, Raquel's cleverness, Hufflepuff's diligence, and Slytherin's ambition.After the Sorting Hat sang, there was warm applause in the auditorium.

"Ah, I think if I go to Hogwarts, I'll be sorted into Slytherin," Qiubai whispered.

"Why?" Severus asked.

"Because I have pursuits and ambitions." Qiubai's eyes seemed to be on fire. She once pursued to have a place in the magic world as a Squib, and now she pursues to win her own happiness here as a posterity.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall unfolded a large roll of parchment. "When I call someone's name, he puts his hat on his head and sits on a stool," she said to the first-year students. "When the hat announces the house, go and sit at the corresponding table."

"Stuart Ackley!"

"Ravenclaw!" the Sorting Hat yelled.

"Malcolm Bardock!"

"Slytherin!"

"Eleanor Branstone!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

"Elendil Sauron!" Elendil stepped forward, trembling from head to toe because of the rain.He took the sorting hat, put it on his head, and sat on the stool.

"Hufflepuff!" shouted the Sorting Hat.

Elendil glanced at Qiubai happily, then walked quickly to Hufflepuff's long table.Hufflepuff prefect Cedric Diggory received him warmly.

After attending the class for a year, Qiubai finally confirmed that Cedric was Edward's ancestor, and their eyebrows and eyes were very similar.As for the great-great-great-great-grandmother Edward had mentioned, Qiubai glanced at the long table in Ravenclaw, where there was a girl named Qiu Chang who she had seen dating Cedric.

"Owen Caldwell!" The sorting continued.

"Hufflepuffs!"

"Dennis Creevey!" It was a little one, stumbling forward in Hagrid's moleskin coat.Just then Hagrid slipped into the Great Hall through the side door, sat down at the end of the staff table, and watched Dennis Creevey put the Sorting Hat on.The hat said loudly, "Gryffindor!"

Denis Creevey, beaming with joy, took off his hat, put it back on the stool, and hurried to the Gryffindor table.

Emma Dobbs was next, and as time went by, Gwendolyn's face slowly showed fear, watching her classmates step forward one by one, and she moved on her toes nervously.The line dwindled until finally Professor McGonagall read: "Gwendoline Davis!"

Gwendolyn glanced at Qiubai, Qiubai gave her an encouraging look.She took a small breath, stepped forward and put the sorting hat on her head. One minute passed, and the Sorting Hat still didn't shout. From Qiubai's perspective, Gwendoline could be seen whispering, as if arguing with the Sorting Hat.

Three minutes later, the Sorting Hat yelled, "Gryffindor!"

Gwendolyn stood up angrily, and put her hat on the triangular stool. She looked at Qiubai with some grievances, and tears were still shining in the corners of her eyes.Then she made her way to the Gryffindor table, where the Weasley twins greeted her so loudly that Gwendolyn laughed through her tears.

"Natalie Macdonald!"

"Gryffindor."

"Graham Pritchard!"

"Slytherin!"

"Ola Quirk!"

"Ravenclaw!"

Finally, the sorting ceremony came to an end with the cries that Kevin Whitby was sorted into Hufflepuff.Professor McGonagall picked up the Sorting Hat and the stool, and took them away.

Professor Dumbledore stood up.He looked at all the classmates with a smile, opened his arms, and made a welcoming gesture. "I have only two words for you," he said, his voice echoing in the auditorium, "Eat!"

The empty plates on the long table were full of food. Qiubai picked up a small piece of steak and exclaimed, "Why is it so rich? Did Dumbledore get rich?"

"Because of the Triwizard Tournament, there are many more sponsors. The school board has also changed..." Severus said.

"Ah, generous director? I should also join in." Qiubai cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth, chewing it carefully.

The students were eating with gusto, and the heavy rain was still beating heavily on the tall, dark windows.Another burst of thunder exploded, rattling the glass windows, and a flash of lightning flashed across the cloudy ceiling, illuminating the golden plate, the first remaining food on the plate disappeared, and it was filled with desserts in the blink of an eye .

Qiubai quickly took a cauldron cake and put it on Severus' plate, "This one is not too sweet, you will like it."

Severus frowned, but still took a bite, and as his brows gradually eased, Qiubai knew it was the right taste.At last the dessert was swept away, and the last crumbs of the plate disappeared, and the plate was clean and shiny again, when Albus Dumbledore stood up again.

The humming of voices in the hall stopped suddenly, only the beating of strong wind and heavy rain could be heard. "Okay!" said Dumbledore, looking at everyone with a smile. "Now that we have eaten and drunk, I must draw your attention again. I have some announcements to make. Mr. Filch, the gatekeeper, wants me to tell everyone , This year, several more items have been added to the prohibited items in the castle. They are screaming balls, toothed flying saucers and combo boomerangs. The entire list includes about 430 seven items, which can be seen in Mr. Filch's office , those who are interested can check it out.”

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times, and he continued: "As before, I want to remind everyone that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest on the other side of the venue, and in Hogsmeade village, all students under the third grade are not allowed to enter." No patronage. It is also with great regret that I inform you that there will be no House Cup Quidditch this year."

The mouths of the students were all open, especially those of the Quidditch team.Dumbledore continued: "This is because a large event will start in October and continue throughout the school year, taking up a lot of the teachers' time and energy - but I am sure you will all have a lot of fun out of it. I It is my great pleasure to announce that this year at Hogwarts—”

Just then, there was a deafening thunder, and the door of the auditorium slammed open.Moody leaned on a long cane and was wrapped in a black traveling cloak.His appearance really changed a lot compared to before, a fork-shaped lightning flashed across the ceiling, illuminating his scarred skin, his mouth was like a big crooked opening, and the place where his nose should be protruding was gone.

And his eyes, in Qiubai's memory, they were black blindfolds, but now they turned into bright blue round eyes, moving without blinking, turning up and down, left and right, completely in line with those eyes. Only normal eyes are irrelevant.

Moody came to Dumbledore's side, shook Dumbledore's hand, he cast a veiled glance at Severus and quickly backed away.Qiubai frowned and glanced at him, this Moody was completely different from the Moody in her impression.Moody sat down, next to Dumbledore.

"Allow me to introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher," Dumbledore broke the silence happily, "Professor Moody."

Dumbledore and Hagrid clapped their hands several times, echoing alone in the silent auditorium.The students, probably startled, just stared at Moody.But Moody seemed unmoved by the lukewarm response.Ignoring the large pitcher of pumpkin juice in front of him, he reached into his traveling cloak, pulled out a curved decanter, and took a swig.

Dumbledore cleared his throat. "As I said," he said with a smile, "over the next few months we will have the great honor of hosting a very wonderful event that has not been held in over a century. I am very pleased It is my pleasure to report that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year."

"You're kidding!" cried Fred Weasley.The tension that had been hanging over the auditorium ever since Moody walked in was suddenly broken.

Almost everyone laughed out loud, and Bullido smiled appreciatively too. "I'm not kidding, Mr Weasley," he said, "but since you mentioned joking, I did hear a very funny one about a troll, a hag and a leprechaun, all of them into the same tavern..."

Professor McGonagall cleared his throat loudly.

"Oh—that's probably not the right time to say that...not the right..." said Dumbledore. "Where did I just say that? Ah, yes, the Triwizard Tournament... some of you don't know that yet." What the hell is going on with this Tournament, so I hope those who know the situation will forgive me for explaining a little bit here, and I will allow their minds to wander for a while. The Triwizard Tournament was created about 700 years ago, is A friendly competition between the three largest wizarding schools in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Each school chooses a warrior, and the three warriors compete Three magical events. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three schools take turns hosting it. It is agreed that it is an excellent way for young wizards from different countries to form friendships - but then, too many deaths , the Triwizard Tournament will be interrupted."

The students whispered excitedly. "Over the centuries there have been several attempts to revive the Tournament," continued Dumbledore, "but none have been successful. However, we at the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports at the Ministry of Magic believe that it would be wise to try again." The time has come. We have done a lot of work this summer to ensure that no one's life is in danger. In October, the Headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected contenders, The selection of the warriors will take place on Halloween. An impartial judge will decide which students are most qualified to compete in the Triwizard Cup, honoring their school and individually receiving a prize of a thousand Galleons."

This generous reward and great honor made the students excited, and many people watched Dumbledore enthusiastically, as if they would be declared as Hogwarts warriors in the next second.

Dumbledore spoke again, and the Great Hall fell silent again. "I know you are all eager to win the Triwizard Tournament for Hogwarts," he said, "however, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic have agreed that there will be an age cut-off for this year's competitors. —that is, students over the age of 17—are allowed to register for consideration. We feel—”

Dumbledore raised his voice slightly, because some people protested angrily after hearing his words, and the Weasley twins suddenly became angry, "This measure is very necessary, because the competition is still very important. Difficult, dangerous, and no matter how many precautions we take, it is impossible for students under the sixth and seventh grades to deal with it. I will personally guarantee that no student under the age of hoodwinks our impartial judges and becomes a Hogwarts warrior ’” His blue eyes sparkled meaningfully as he glanced over the rebellious faces of Fred and George, “So, if you’re under 17, I beg you not to waste your time applying.”

“A delegation from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and will be with us for most of the school year. I know you will all behave when our foreign dignitaries stay here. Warm and friendly, and once the champion of Hogwarts is finally selected, you will support him or her wholeheartedly. Well, it's getting late, and it's important that you walk into class fresh and clear tomorrow morning. Go Go to bed! Hurry up!"

Dumbledore sat down, and there was a clack, clack, ping, ping, ping, ping, bang in the dining room. The students stood up one after another, rushed to the two doors that opened, and entered the hall.George and Fred still couldn't accept this matter, and looked at Dumbledore angrily with their necks stuck.In the end they left anyway.

"Why the age limit of 17?" Qiubai said to Severus as she walked out the side door along with the other faculty members.

"You should ask Dumbledore." Severus glanced at Moody who was talking to Dumbledore, then turned and walked towards his cellar office.Qiubai temporarily parted from him and went to her office on the fifth floor.

The author has something to say:

Dumbledore's words didn't change much, I was lazy, I was wrong, but I will dare next time, hehehehehehe