HP: Slytherin disguise

Just when the students were talking about it.

Umbridge and Mr. Garcia walked in.

Behind him were the three wizards.

The moment they saw Mr. Garcia, the entire auditorium fell silent.

The students turned their heads left and right.

Compare it with the person in the portrait.

After confirming it is the same person.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Most people don't know who this old wizard is.

Only a handful of students knew him.

Professor McGonagall clenched her hands tightly and took a deep breath after the person came in.

She turned around and led the professors down the steps.

Welcoming him.

Mr. Garcia smiled lightly and shook hands with them one by one to get to know them.

Umbridge held her head high and proud.

He looked like he was very powerful.

The students who watched gritted their teeth and felt itchy at the base of their teeth.

Curious though.

But the students still didn't talk.

Instead, he sat quietly.

Watch this person shake hands and talk to professors.

Professor McGonagall, who used to be steady, now looked a little nervous.

Not to mention other professors.

But something strange is that Snape is not here.

It seems that Professor Snape has been away from Hogwarts lately.

Some students were confused for a while.

I stopped thinking about it.

Arriving at the guest seat, Mr. Garcia naturally sat in the middle.

Umbridge sat down beside him.

Very happy.

With a big smile on his face, he would turn his head to talk to Mr. Garcia from time to time.

After everyone is seated.

Professor McGonagall glanced outside the auditorium to make sure no one was coming in.

She stood up and motioned for the students to stand up.

Students, look at me and I look at you.

Although I don't know why.

But he still stood up.

Then he turned his head in unison and looked at Professor McGonagall, who was holding his hands tightly on his chest.

"classmates."

"A respected old wizard is visiting Hogwarts tonight."

"Presumably, everyone has heard of his deeds."

"The old wizard."

"Graduated from Hogwarts."

"He is also a recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class Medal."

"He is Mr. Garcia, Vice President of the International Federation of Wizards!"

Professor McGonagall turned sideways and introduced Mr. Garcia, who was sitting in the main seat.

With a smile on his face, Mr. Garcia raised his hand.

Say hello to the students.

The auditorium was quiet for a while.

next second.

Deafening applause broke out.

The candles suspended in the sky began to flicker and dim, and the candlelight swayed from side to side.

Some students exclaimed.

Screams of excitement.

Although they have never seen it, they have heard of it!

Vice President of the International Federation of Wizards!

The great wizard Mr. Garcia is about to run for the official president!

This is a legendary figure!

A great and respected wizard!

The pride of all wizards in America!

Many children have heard of his story.

Although those stories are boring.

But it doesn't hinder them, they still have some impressions.

Even if it’s not much…

"Quiet, kids."

Mr. Garcia stood up, raised his hand and pressed it down.

Signal the students to be quiet.

As soon as he got up.

The three wizards sitting in the corner immediately stood up.

The professors hesitated for a moment.

They also stood up one after another.

It’s impossible not to stand.

This Lao Deng has a great background.

They are all standing, but they just don’t understand the ways of the world when they are sitting.

As soon as Flitwick got off his chair, he lost sight of anyone.

Who let.

He is not as tall as the table...

The students fell silent with excitement on their faces.

He looked at Mr. Garcia with sharp eyes.

This is so unbelievable.

Since they can have dinner with such people.

You can still hear the great wizard speak!

Could it be that this great wizard is here to save them?

Already aware of the British Ministry of Magic's exploitation of Hogwarts?

"It's great to see so many young faces."

"Before that."

"I've always stayed with the International Confederation of Wizards."

"I'm rarely moving around anymore."

Mr. Garcia smiled kindly and put his hands on the table.

His words instantly improved his class and dignity.

Let the students produce.

I was so excited and felt that this was a good thing that could only come by chance.

To meet him is an honor.

But it is.

Mr. Garcia wouldn't be here if he didn't need to raise his profile.

Don't come here.

these students.

I'm afraid I'll never see him again in this life.

Not to mention seeing it up close.

We can also have dinner together.

Students naturally don't know the dangers of society, Garcia's few words.

This made them fall into excitement.

I think this is a huge surprise.

Even Umbridge was extremely excited, and the professors became nervous.

Not to mention these students.

Everyone's face was red and their necks were thick, and they wanted to scream and cheer.

Except for a few students, they were not that excited.

Others were extremely excited.

Waiting for Mr. Garcia to continue.

Professor Flitwick raised his hand, pulled the table, and tried to stand on tiptoes.

Want to show your head.

Let everyone know that he is still here.

However, only the bald head was exposed.

Under the illumination of candlelight.

It also reflected light.

Reflecting colorful light.

Although this beautiful light looks good, no one will pay attention to it.

At last.

Still, Thompson couldn't stand it anymore and bent over.

Pick up Professor Flitwick.

Put it on the chair.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Professor Flitwick looked at Thompson gratefully.

He hasn't stood still for a while.

Mr. Garcia sat down and said, "Everyone, sit down first. Stop standing."

All the professors immediately followed and sat down.

The students also sat down quickly within three seconds.

the entire auditorium.

Only Professor Flitwick was left standing on the chair.

Like a conspicuous candle in the dark night.

Everyone looked over.

His face was full of weirdness.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Professor Flitwick jumped up and prepared to jump off his chair.

But because he was too nervous.

Didn't know how to jump.

Directly, he jumped onto the table of the guest of honor.

A 'bang' sound.

The sound of clinking knives, forks and plates was heard.

Everyone in the auditorium looked straight over.

Staring blankly.

Professor Flitwick stood on the guest of honor table.

students:?

Professors:?

Mr. GARCIA:?

Faced with everyone's weird and confused looks.

Professor Flitwick was silent.

The desire to die suddenly rose.

If there was a hole nearby, he would dive into it without hesitation.

In a hurry.

Professor Flitwick shouted: "I have a problem!"

After shouting.

His mind went blank.

It seemed that he was forcing himself to shout something.

students:? ? ?

Professors:? ? !

Mr. GARCIA:? ! !

At this moment, at this moment.

Everyone was stunned.

not understand.

In the end what happened.

Everything came too suddenly.

The students didn't understand why the professor stood up on the table and shouted that he had an opinion.

The professors didn't understand why Flitwick stood on the table and said he had an opinion.

Mr. Garcia didn't understand.

Why is this little dwarf standing on the table resisting something?

at this time.

A man walked in, breaking the weird and awkward atmosphere.

He also rescued Professor Flitwick who wanted to kill him on the spot.