Hogwarts becomes host

Under normal circumstances, when a new teacher appears, teachers and students will clap politely to welcome him.

But now, except for Dumbledore, no teacher or student applauded, and everyone in the restaurant seemed stunned.

The first ones to react were Slughorn and Daphne. They clapped their hands with puzzled expressions, and then Harry and Ron also clapped, but the scattered applause seemed particularly desolate in the silent restaurant, and it didn't last long. Stopped.

It's no wonder that the other students burned down Diagon Alley first. In addition to the introduction just now, the students had already given Dumbledore a lot of face without screaming and escaping from the restaurant. The Aurors were even less likely to let go of their wands. Adair clapped his hands and did not attack immediately because Dumbledore was present.

After the Shafiq family and the Ministry of Magic cooperated to formulate laws, Adair's wanted order has been cancelled. Although Fudge still wants to "invite" him to tea at the Ministry of Magic, how can the Aurors do it in public, let alone Dumbledore had just announced that Adair was a professor at Hogwarts, wouldn't he slap the old headmaster in the face now?

The atmosphere was very strange, but the two people named Shafik didn't care. They walked up to the professor's desk as if no one else was there, nodded slightly to Dumbledore, and sat down in the empty seat between Slughorn and Snape. ; The other one speeded up the steps of eating, desperately stuffing food into his mouth while maintaining his grace.

"That." Harry put down his hand, gave Elaine a big eye roll next to him, and warned her in a low voice. "Stop eating, what's going on? That person is really──"

"If you don't eat it now, you might not have the chance to eat it in the future." Elaine murmured to herself, drained the drink in the glass in one gulp, and took another piece of pudding, "I want to die a full man."

Can someone explain to me? Isn’t dad possessed by the anchor?

The host has a split soul. This is the original body that has not traveled through time and still retains emotions.

Wow, why does he look normal if he still has sense?

Mental patients seem normal before they become ill

But what was he doing out here?

The audience in the live broadcast room quickly grasped the situation. The most indispensable thing in the world is the prophet. As early as the Diagon Alley incident, some people guessed that Adair's soul was resurrected to cause trouble; however, such a generous appearance was a surprise. Somewhat unexpectedly, viewers expected it to be either Lupin or Sirius who would take over as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"So." Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Professor Shafiq has something to say. I believe that as the mastermind behind the scenes, he can explain the whole incident better than me. Please."

After making a bow, the old principal sat back gracefully, but Adair did not stand up. He remained sitting, glanced at all the students coldly, and said:.

"The people who can sit here are wizards like me. There are no Muggles and no Squibs."

Filch's expression immediately changed as he stood at the door, and Adair continued.

"The so-called wizards are people who can use magic. As long as we can control magic, we can change the world, reverse life and death, and create miracles. We are born different. Compared with powerless Muggles, stupid magical animals, Greedy goblins, we wizards know and can do more.”

"Therefore, some people are proud of this, proud of being wizards, and despise those creatures who cannot use magic. Whether they are squibs or Muggles, it is a shame to them──In the end, it derived Marrying with Muggles will lead to pure bloodism where wizarding blood is tainted."

He paused slightly, and all the students, even some Aurors and professors, frowned and looked at him. Pure-bloodism and discrimination have always been landmines in the wizarding world, but few people are willing to touch this topic openly.

Everyone felt something was wrong, but because of this, everyone became interested in what Adair said next.

"As one of the oldest wizarding families in existence, the Shafiq family holds a lot of records and knowledge. I can tell you that the wizarding bloodline cannot be contaminated by Muggles. Even if you give birth to a squib, it is just bad luck. The reason why pure-blood families despise Muggle-borns and half-blood wizards is definitely not because of such ridiculous reasons as blood contamination."

Adair snorted contemptuously.

"It's more pure and simple because these people are weaker than me, that's all. I despise all creatures weaker than myself and worship those who can easily cause death threats. That's why Voldemort almost ruled the magical world, so Dumbledore There is more influence than the Minister of Magic, and power is everything here."

He raised his finger and pointed at the gaping students.

More specifically, he was pointing to the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables on the left.

"That's why I look down on mudbloods. Magic is profound and profound, and it takes many people a long time to study it. Fathers will pass their whole life's hard work to their children, who will then pass it on to future generations. Therefore, the longer the history of a magic family, the more important it is." Strong, and Mudblood, nothing.”

The Slytherin table let out low sneers, and Harry saw Malfoy and the other Slytherin students raising their heads proudly. It was really a disgusting sight.

Hermione's face flushed with anger, and there were many students below who glared angrily at Adair. Someone might stand up to refute in the next second, but Adair didn't give them a chance to interrupt, and he continued.

"Some Mudbloods feel dissatisfied because they are smarter and work harder than others, and can achieve good results in exams, even surpassing those so-called purebred students - but they don't know that after leaving school, it is impossible for Mudbloods to Have the opportunity to come into contact with the mysteries of magic──Unlike the Muggle world, the knowledge in the magic world is monopolized and kept secret because knowledge is power. This is something that even galleons cannot buy. It is the reason why our pure-blood family is truly superior to others. , and it is the secret of Voldemort’s power.”

Adair moved his finger and pointed to the Ravenclaw and Slytherin table on the right.

"By the way, compared to those mudbloods who will eventually fade into the ordinary, I look down on you useless pure-blood descendants even more. You can only recite a few magic spells and then become complacent. Not only do you fail to continue the inheritance, but you also fail to pursue the truth. , and have no ambition to surpass our ancestors. We rely on contempt for the weak to maintain our arrogance. We just eat and wait for death all day long, and we are willing to degenerate. What kind of wizards are you? To compare with you is simply slandering our name."

Malfoy's smile froze, and Harry suddenly felt a little relieved, but he still wanted to tell Adair to stop talking, and he believed that all the students in the restaurant had similar or even more drastic thoughts to his.

Even the professor couldn't stand it anymore. Slughorn kept gesturing to Adair, Professor Sprout's eyebrows almost jumped into her flowing hair, and Professor Flitwick squeezed his wine glass tightly. , Professor McGonagall leaned forward several times to get up, but Dumbledore, who was sitting in the middle, held her back.

Wow, the map guns are all on

Not that I want to say it, but everyone sitting here is rubbish.

So what does dad want to do? He really wants to teach. Dumbledore forced him to come to class.

After mocking all the students, Adair declared with a sneer.

"Yes, I look down on you weak and incompetent trash, and I don't want to teach you anything, but - be thankful - you are very lucky, because the Shafiq family was destroyed by the descendants of the Slytherin family thirteen years ago. Voldemort is exterminated, yes, Lord Voldemort is the last descendant of Slytherin."

A faint, ferocious smile suddenly appeared on Adair's face, which startled Harry. He became more and more suspicious of this person's identity - the phantom of Adair projected by Elaine could also smile, although There is also a cold and ruthless side, but his smile is not so unique, so crazy, so human.

"I can't defeat Voldemort. Thirteen years ago, I went to him for a duel when I was ready to be resurrected. In less than ten minutes, the wand was taken away from me. But revenge does not have to be killing; since Lord Voldemort is pretentious, then I will Making him mediocre and incompetent, half of his strength comes from his own efforts, and half comes from the Slytherin inheritance hidden in the secret room. Therefore, in the following Defense Against Dark Arts class, I will reveal the contents of these inheritances to each of you. people."

"After you learn this, you will find that the so-called Dark Lord is actually nothing special." Adair shrugged, "The previous chaos was a scam specially created to obtain inheritance. There is nothing to explain. I want to That's all... Finally, if students in sixth or seventh grade who have not taken Defense Against the Dark Arts are interested in my class, I will accept it regardless of their O.W.L results. They can go to each college on their own. The instructor schedules classes.”