Huh? There's a magic school here.

"Good evening, young wizards. I am your headmaster, Andreas Morrie. Welcome to Hogwarts."

You will have unforgettable memories here. Now, I will reiterate the current situation of our school. I have told most of the students this during my home visits.

Because magical energy in our world has only recently been revived, our Hogwarts is not yet perfect.

However, there's no need to worry. As magical energy becomes more active, Hogwarts will also gain more energy to improve itself.

I believe that the young wizards present will have the opportunity to see the improved Hogwarts.

Similarly, although your names have appeared in the Book of Admission, you still need to accumulate some magic power because magical energy has just begun to recover. But don't worry, this won't take too long.

It will take anywhere from a week to a month for your mana reserves to support your spellcasting. So please don't worry if you encounter any problems in your studies; this is normal.

However, I suggest you spend more time in the castle, as Hogwarts Castle itself is a place where magical energy from this world can be gathered. This will be beneficial to you.

Also, since this is the first academic year, I will need to appoint students around the age of eighteen as class leaders and student council presidents (male and female). If you have any objections or are unwilling to take on this responsibility, you can raise them with me.

We are the first wizards in the world, so it is up to us to build a new wizarding society. To replenish our manpower, we will be recruiting some three-year and five-year students over the next few years.

Until the seven-year junior wizards begin graduating, we'll have new staff joining every year for the next three years. I think everyone has already agreed to these things.

Also, due to our current staff shortage, we will only be offering two courses this semester: Charms and Transfiguration. Hufflepuff House will be temporarily managed by Professor McGonagall, and Slytherin House by Professor Flitwick.

The reason we brought you all to school today is that there are no senior students to guide you, so you need to familiarize yourselves with the school. Therefore, our official start date is September 1st, and tomorrow is for you to walk around the school and get familiar with your future life.

The dorm rooms have been assigned, and your school uniforms and luggage have been delivered to your beds. If you need anything else, you can write a note and leave it by your bedside; a house-elf will be there to assist you.

Additionally, we will allow wizards aged 15 and over to go out on weekends, but they cannot stay overnight. Their destination is limited to Historic County, and our Knight Bus will provide service.

Okay, that's all I wanted to say. Oh, by the way, ten students who are 18 years old or older, please come to the study room at 10:00 AM tomorrow. I have something to tell you. Also, the study room is on the fifth floor; I'm sure you'll find it easily.

That concludes my remarks for tonight. Let the dinner begin.

As soon as Andres finished speaking, all sorts of food appeared on the previously empty dining tables of the four colleges: roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea shoots, carrots, gravy, ketchup, which drew various exclamations from the students.

Jeanne was stunned by the food in front of him; he was now regretting eating so much on the Knight Bus. Just as he was staring blankly at the food, a boy next to him spoke up.

"What's wrong? Is the food not to your liking? I think these things are quite good!"

"Oh, no. I just ate too much fruit on the Knight Bus. By the way, my name is Jeanne. Jeanne Madison, and you are?"

“Oh, sorry, I’m Jerome Bucky, and I think we’ll be roommates! Because I noticed that there are only four of us Slytherin boys our age.” Jerome finished speaking and gestured to two other boys not far away.

“Well, Jerome, I think you’re right. By the way, where are you from? Before I came here, my mother was worried that the living conditions at the newly built Hogwarts would be bad, but now it seems that her worries were completely unnecessary.”

“I’m from Oxford. You know, I was ecstatic when I first received the letter, but my parents didn’t believe it and thought it was a prank until Professor McGonagall came to visit us and we had to believe it.”

"Yes, me too. My father even took me to watch an Arsenal game so as not to upset me. You may not know that I was a player in Arsenal's youth academy. My father and I are both Arsenal fans."

"That's so cool! It's a pity I'm too skinny, otherwise I'd love to play soccer too. Could you get me one of those lamb chops over there, please?"

"Here, you should eat more. Look how thin you've become. You can't stay like this on our team; you'll easily get knocked over by the opponents!"

At another table, Joanna angrily stabbed the poor steak in her plate with her fork, muttering as she tormented it, "Damn it, we agreed to come to Gryffindor together, and he went to Hufflepuff instead! I don't want to see you tomorrow!"

One of the wizards, who was eating at the Hufflepuff table, suddenly felt a chill down his spine and had a vague sense that something was wrong.

The little witch next to her was frightened by the beautiful older sister and could only bury her head in her food, not daring to say a word.

Beretta, like a curious child, looked left and right, taking bites of her food. Then, as if she saw something, she poked the little girl next to her.

"Look, Erlinda! That armor in the corner just moved!"

"Huh? What did you say, Beretta? I was eating and didn't notice. Dinner was good today, aren't you going to eat?"

"Hey, hey, Erlinda, look at that guy over there, his eating habits are so funny!"

"Huh? What? I don't see it. After I finish this piece of roast beef, could you please pass me the sauce?"

"Oh my god, Erlinda, you can't eat anymore! You've already eaten so much. Aren't you afraid of turning into a little piggy?"

"But I was really hungry. After I got on the bus, I only drank some beverages and then watched everyone checking their wands. It was so interesting."

About half an hour passed during dinner, and it seemed that most people had almost finished eating. Andres gently waved his wand, and the food on the table slowly disappeared, replaced by desserts and fruits.

Apple pie, syrup pie, chocolate muffins, jam donuts, alcoholic jam pudding, strawberries, jelly, rice pudding, and even mint hard candies. Many of the little wizards rubbed their bellies as they struggled to pick up the desserts. They had eaten too much tonight.