AT THE BANQUET

The freshmen were all amazed by Dumbledore's magical magic, but they were already starving more concerned about the delicious food in front of them, rather than studying how the principal did it.

Albert knew how this was done. Dumbledore was transported from the kitchen below the auditorium through the magic left behind by Hufflepuff, and the Hufflepuff Golden Cup, which was used as Voldemort's Horcrux, was The first Hogwarts house assisted house elves in making magical food transport vessels.

Albert naturally did not forget to take this matter to test the prefect beside him, but the other party's mouth was full of food, obviously not intending to answer this question.

The dinner is very rich,

Although I can't talk about being refined, it will definitely fill everyone's stomachs.

Albert bought himself a steak and sliced ​​it slowly. He is actually not very hungry. He has been eating all the time along the way.

The others opened their stomachs and ate. Lee Jordan, who was sitting opposite, was chewing on a chicken leg in one hand, looking very happy.

After the banquet began, ghosts also appeared one after another, emerging from all over the castle, greeted the freshmen, and caused a commotion.

The ghost of Gryffindor is a male nobleman, and it should be the legendary Nick who almost headless.

"Mr. Ghost." Albert swallowed the beef and greeted Nick, who was almost headless.

"I think I prefer you to call me Sir Nicolas de Mincy-Popington." said the ghost.

"Sir Nicolas de Mincy-Popington." Albert finished the long name. He can remember Nick's name. He still admires his instant memory. "Can you take pictures, I mean , Can you appear in the photo?"

"What? Boy, I don't understand what you are talking about?" Sir Nicholas was very happy that someone could pronounce his name. He hated the newcomer calling himself "Nick the Almost Headless".

"Photograph." Albert said, "Please take time to take a photo with me another day."

"Well boy, if you think about that that day, oh, if you take a picture, you can come to me." Sir Nicholas agreed, and he had a great affection for this polite little guy.

"Can I ask another question?"

"Ask my child."

"What is a ghost, a soul after death?"

"Wizards can leave their mark on the world, and they can walk vaguely where they walked before, but only a few wizards choose this path." Sir Nicholas did not answer Albert's question directly.

"Is it a memory? It doesn't look like it, so...is it really a soul?" Albert muttered to himself, knowing that the magical world has a soul.

After all, Voldemort had smashed his soul.

When he recovered from thinking, he found that everyone nearby was staring at him?

"What's wrong?" Albert asked suspiciously.

"Nothing?" The others quickly retracted their eyes.

"I still think you should be assigned to Ravenclaw." Fred said bluntly.

"Swallow and talk." Albert said angrily.

"Why are you curious about You Inspiration?" a freshman asked.

"In the world of Muggles, there is no such magical existence as ghosts." Albert said calmly. "Now I have a chance to learn about it. I don't want to miss it. By the way, it will feel very cold to be crossed by a ghost. Be careful."

He just stabbed Nick with his finger secretly, and he felt that his finger was very ice. Passing through them might be equivalent to being covered with ice water.

This is definitely not a pleasant thing in winter.

"Indeed, there are no ghosts in the Muggle world." A girl who was two chairs away from Albert spoke up. Her name was Shanna Wilson.

"To be honest, when I received the letter, my family thought it was a prank. When Professor McGonagall came to visit, they almost kicked her out." Shanna Wilson thought it was funny. "In fact, they didn't want to Let me come here."

"My situation is similar. My mother almost called the police and arrested Professor McGonagall." Albert said with a smile. "People who live on the scientific side are usually less capable of accepting abnormalities. They want me to go to Eaton. learn."

"Eton College, is it that Eton College?" Shanna Wilson was surprised.

"What is that?" Lee Jordan asked puzzledly.

"That is one of the best schools in the UK." Shanna Wilson explained.

"Hogwarts is the best." George raised his eyebrows.

"Of course I know, because there is only one magic school in the UK, Hogwarts is naturally the best." Shanna Wilson couldn't help but despise, "Ordinary people, you call Muggles, there are thousands of them. There are thousands of schools, and Eton College is ranked in the top three. I don't need to say what this means!"

"It seems very powerful." George disagrees, in fact, he really doesn't understand.

"Don't just talk about us, but also talk about your business." Albert turned off the subject and looked at the other girl.

"I'm half and a half, my mother is a wizard, and my father is a Muggle." Angelina Johnson said, "They confessed to each other very early. However, we have always lived in the Muggle world. I am. I have been exposed to magic since I was a child, and my family was not too surprised when I received the invitation."

Alia Spinnett next to her said, "I was born in a wizarding family, and I have been exposed to magic since I was a child. There is nothing novel about it. When I received the letter, the family was very happy and bought me an owl."

After everyone was full, the remaining food on the plate disappeared, replaced by desserts.

Albert took a pudding and listened to the new students telling interesting things

After the banquet, the plates on the table were emptied again, like the plates Tom had licked.

Professor Dumbledore stood up again and announced to everyone, "I am very happy that the school has welcomed a new professor, and Professor Bud Brod will become the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

There was sparse applause in the auditorium.

Professor Bud Brod is an elderly man.

"There are a few more things to inform everyone." Dumbledore looked at all the students below and said, "Please note that the first-year students are prohibited from entering the woods on campus. Besides, the administrator, Mr. Filch, wants me to remind Everyone, don't use magic in the hallway between classes. Finally, the review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Anyone interested in joining the college team, please contact Mrs. Hooch."

"Why can't you enter the forbidden forest."

"Probably there is danger in the forbidden forest." Albert said, glanced at the eager twins.

"If you dare to go to the Forbidden Forest, I will write to tell mom." Percy Weasley stared at his brother fiercely. He knew their personalities too well.

"We won't." The twins quickly promised.