hp: D on the left and G on the right, am I the savior?

At this point, the students had quieted down, and all eyes were on the professors.

Headmaster Dumbledore was seen walking in front with a calm expression, steady steps and a firm and gentle look in his eyes.

His long white beard fluttered slightly as he walked, as if carrying the wisdom and precipitation of years.

Professor McGonagall followed closely behind. Her steps seemed a little hurried, but each step was full of power.

Her eyes were sharp and serious. From time to time, she would glance sternly at the naughty little wizards from various academies at the dining table, making them immediately behave themselves.

Professor Snape walked quietly behind Dumbledore on the left side, still with the shiny black hair and black robe fluttering in the wind, giving people a mysterious and majestic feeling.

His face was gloomy and his eyes were cold, and he seemed to be uninterested in everything around him.

Behind them, other professors followed suit, forming a neat team.

Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, Madam Hooch...

Some of them have kind faces, some are serious, and some are smiling, each showing different personality traits.

Oh! Hagrid followed behind the professors. His height of more than three meters made him look like a huge background board.

The group slowly walked to the depths of the cafeteria, climbed three steps, and then sat down at the conference table one by one.

At this time, the conference table was also filled with delicious food.

"Attention young wizards from all colleges, please do not leave the cafeteria after dinner. Headmaster Dumbledore will hold a brief school-wide meeting."

Professor McGonagall stood up, looked around, and then slowly said

Hearing what Professor McGonagall said, the little wizards immediately began to make a low noise.

"What's going on here?"

"Is something big going to happen?"

"Isn't this about the Dueling Club?"

....................

Compared to the first-year wizards who were nervous about facing the unknown, the wizards in other grades were obviously not surprised by this scene.

"Oh, so fast?"

"Calculating the time, it's almost time."

"Hey, I can't wait!"

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Seeing Professor McGonagall sitting back down and the other professors starting to eat, the young wizards continued to eat their lunch.

However, due to the presence of the professors, the young wizards seemed a little restrained. They did not dare to talk and laugh as casually as usual.

Instead, they chewed their food carefully, trying not to make any noise, as if they were afraid of disturbing the professors' meals.

Although the professors never asked the young wizards to "not talk while eating", the young wizards subconsciously did so out of respect for the professors and fear of a professor with a very gloomy face.

Similarly, the professors also felt a little restrained by the presence of the little wizards.

They knew that their every move would be watched by the students, so they tried to maintain a graceful posture and not speak loudly or make overly intimate gestures.

This subtle atmosphere made the entire restaurant unusually quiet, with only the occasional sound of cutlery colliding and low coughing breaking the tranquility.

Everyone was focused on the food in front of them, seemingly wanting to end this awkward lunch as quickly as possible.

On weekdays, the professors do not eat with the little wizards.

After all, they need to focus on researching personal magic topics, preparing potions, and cultivating herbs, and these tasks often make them miss normal meal times.

Therefore, professors usually take care of their own diet according to their own schedules.

Only during some festivals will professors have a big meal with the little wizards and gather together to celebrate the festival.

At that time, the canteen was much more lively than it is now.

Time passed quickly, and the little wizards had basically finished their lunch.

Except for the little wizards and professors who were still greedy for dessert

"Albus!"

Professor McGonagall wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and quietly reminded Dumbledore who was still eating a honey cake.

"Oh?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly and put the last bite of cake in his hand into his mouth.

He took out his wand and waved it lightly, and the food on the table in front of the professors and young wizards disappeared instantly, replaced by white candlesticks at intervals.

The cafeteria was transformed into an auditorium.

Dumbledore stood up and cast a spell on himself:

"Sonorus!"

"Good afternoon, dear little wizards"

Dumbledore spoke kindly.

"Good afternoon, Professor Dumbledore!"

"Good afternoon, Professor Dumbledore!"

"Good afternoon, professor!"

..............

Responses came one after another from all over the auditorium.

But soon, the little wizards consciously quieted down.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, then continued:

"Time is like a nap at noon, it passes in the blink of an eye, and soon, we will usher in the month of snow."

"December"

"So, to reflect the season, Hogwarts Castle will be covered in a thick layer of cotton clothing. The outdoor environment will also be magically made colder."

Dumbledore said kindly:

"However, please don't worry, little wizards who are afraid of the cold. This will be a gradual process until Christmas in 30 days."

His voice was gentle and kind, like a warm spring breeze blowing through everyone's heart.

The little wizards nodded one after another to express their understanding and gratitude.

Dumbledore continued:

"During this period, please keep warm. Although the magic robe can change the temperature, we still need to take precautions."

"Wear a scarf, a hat and gloves to protect yourself from the cold. If you catch a cold, remember to go to the hospital wing for help. Madam Pomfrey will give you attentive care and make you recover as soon as possible."

At the corner of the conference table, Madam Pomfrey waved to the young wizards.

Dumbledore's words were full of care and love, which made people feel extremely reassured.

"Also, let me take this opportunity to say a few words to the first-year wizards."

"There are several pieces of introductory paper posted on the bulletin board on the first floor, introducing several interest clubs at Hogwarts. Interested young wizards can find relevant professors to learn more."

After saying this, Dumbledore waved his wand

The castle of Hogwarts changed its color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The decoration around the castle has also changed.

"S~"

The sensitive little wizard suddenly shrank his neck

They felt a hint of coolness.

"Oh my God, look, it's snowing outside!"

The sharp-eyed little wizard caught a glimpse of the sudden falling snow outside the window.