Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

"Sirius? Why is he sitting in the staff seat? He's been acting so secretive lately. I haven't seen him in ages."

Not only did they notice the anomaly in the auditorium, but other students also thought about what might happen next.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of cups and glasses echoed in the auditorium.

Headmaster Dumbledore stood in front of the faculty seats, his silver beard glowing softly in the candlelight, and his blue eyes behind the lenses flashed with a mysterious smile.

"Dear students," he said, his voice as clear as a morning bell, "I have an important announcement before exam week begins."

The auditorium fell silent in an instant, and hundreds of pairs of eyes turned towards the podium.

At this tense moment, a crisp rhythm suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Fred and George at the Gryffindor table tapping their plates with silver forks. The rhythm was clearly the melody of "Funeral March".

Before Professor McGonagall, who looked gloomy, could reprimand him, Dumbledore winked at the students and said with a smile:

"Thank you. It seems you've already guessed it. It's very fitting, isn't it?"

The Weasley twins' faces instantly brightened up, and they ignored Percy who was glaring at them.

Sirius looked at the Weasley twins, a smile on his face.

"After careful consideration, Hogwarts will establish a new institution - the Academic Affairs Office."

Dumbledore tapped his wand, and a gilded shield appeared out of thin air, with a crossed quill and scales on the shield appearing in the flames.

"It will be responsible for coordinating teaching evaluations, cross-college collaboration, and..." He deliberately dragged out his words, "handling some particularly difficult student affairs."

There were whispers from the audience.

Harry looked at Sirius expectantly.

Dumbledore waved his wand and golden fireworks poured down from the ceiling.

At the same time, the shield shrank and turned into a badge floating towards Sirius.

"Now, let us welcome the first Dean of Academic Affairs of Hogwarts - Mr. Sirius Black!" Dumbledore waved his wand, and golden fireworks poured down from the ceiling.

Sirius stood up, took the badge, and pinned it on his black robe, which was in keeping with the Hogwarts style.

"Good evening, little lions, little snakes, little eagles, and..." He glanced at the Hufflepuff table, "badgers."

"As the Dean of Academic Affairs, I promise three things: First, all deductions will be accompanied by detailed reasons; second, the principal's office will be open every Wednesday to accept complaints; and third..." He suddenly showed his white teeth, "Any student who goes on a night tour will be given a free tour of the school hospital."

The Gryffindor table erupted in laughter, and Fred and George not only banged their cutlery but also began humming "The Funeral March."

Douglas noticed that Snape's knuckles had turned white, and the Potions Master was stirring the soup bowl with a silver spoon to create small vortexes.

Neville's toad, Leff, jumped out of the pumpkin juice cup at an inopportune moment, splashing foam all over Ron's face.

Harry wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth, and his green eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh my God, he actually hid it from me for so long!"

Hermione took out a pack of tissues and handed it to Ron, then said in sudden realization:

"This position is definitely related to Professor Holmes."

Sirius looked at the chaos below, smiled lightly, and then took out a parchment from his pocket.

Then he whispered:

"In the early morning of May 22

Gryffindors George and Fred Weasley wandered the kitchens at night, while Ravenclaw Edgar Vaughn lingered in the study room in the early hours of the morning...

The above students will be deducted 20 points if they do not go to bed on time;

May 23rd...

On May 25th, Gryffindor Harry Potter used verbal insults to the Head of Slytherin, and 10 points were deducted..."

As Sirius' voice slowly uttered these words, the hall fell silent again.

The students all looked at Harry who was dumbfounded...

Chapter 333 No Fighting Bell

Harry froze in his seat as if petrified, the tips of his ears instantly turning red.

Ron's knife and fork clanked onto the plate, and Neville slapped Ralph, who was about to jump onto the table again.

The dear Potions professor's hand, which was turning the spoon, also paused. It was unclear whether it was because Sirius publicly deducted points from Harry, or because he wanted to know how Harry insulted him in private.

There was a suppressed chuckle from the Slytherin table.

Draco tapped the edge of the pumpkin juice glass with his silver spoon and said sarcastically:

"Look, even the savior is violating discipline? Is Director Black sacrificing his own family for the sake of justice, or is he just trying to cover up something?"

Goyle and Crabbe beside him let out unpleasant laughs.

When Sirius pronounced the name of Slytherin Draco Malfoy, he couldn't laugh out loud.

"Quiet." Sirius' voice was soft, but it carried unquestionable authority. "The violation is proven, and everyone must be punished."

As Sirius's voice fell, the sound of the credit funnel clattering could be heard in the silent hall.

He waved his wand, and the parchment split into four pieces, then floated towards the desks of the four deans.

"The specific details have been distributed to all prefects. Anyone who objects to this decision can submit an application to the prefect of each college."

Sirius raised his voice again, his wand drawing a silver-blue arc through the air.

"I would also like to announce a new policy from the Academic Affairs Office: Effective immediately, all faculty members will no longer have the authority to add or subtract points at will. All additions and subtractions will require prefects to complete a "Behavior Record Form," which will be reviewed and published by the Academic Affairs Office.

I will announce the specific details to everyone when the next semester starts."

Since this matter had been communicated to all faculty and staff in advance, the deans did not react much after hearing it.

After all, apart from individual faculty members, other professors do not necessarily need addition and subtraction to suppress disobedient students.

But the students below were different, especially the Gryffindors. After hearing the news, their first reaction was to look at Snape.

"Does that mean Snape can't just deduct points from us anymore?"

"To be precise, Harry's points cannot be deducted."

After hearing this, Harry suddenly felt a chill and quickly looked at Snape, only to find that he was staring at him coldly, with a gaze that seemed to penetrate his soul.

But Harry glared back at Snape without giving in.

Hermione nudged Harry gently and whispered, "Harry, the professor is watching you."

Harry quickly looked at Douglas beside him, only to see him looking at him with a strange smile. He smiled awkwardly, then quickly lowered his head and drank a sip of soup to hide his embarrassment.

After letting everyone know who the Dean of the Academic Affairs Office was, Dumbledore asked everyone to continue eating and drinking, and did not mention the list of names for the examinations in batches.

After dinner, Harry quickly ran towards Douglas' office.

7am on Monday.

The list of examinations in batches has finally arrived.

In order to prevent students from using magic to cheat during the batching process, Director Black of the Academic Affairs Office directly used non-magical methods.

He ranked the names of each class, with the odd-numbered ones taking the exam this time and the even-numbered ones taking the exam next semester.

Neville looked at himself and said sadly:

"Oh my god, I'm sure I'll forget everything by then!"

Ron patted him on the shoulder and said with deep sympathy:

"Me too. I don't know how Sirius sorted it out. Harry and Hermione are both taking this exam. Oh, and Ginny too."

Gregory Goyle of Slytherin was so happy that he shouted:

"Luckily, I won't take the exam until next semester. This time, I feel like I know nothing."

The lobby was filled with discussions, some happy, some sad.

"Ling ring ring~"

Suddenly a crisp bell rang in the lobby.

The auditorium suddenly fell silent, and then a strange scene appeared.

All the students in the auditorium seemed to be under a full-body binding spell.

Their arms and legs were pressed together, but instead of becoming rigid, they all turned in unison towards the direction where the bell rang.

As for the professors who were still in the auditorium, they had been instructed in advance, so when they heard the voice, they paused, and then with a little effort, they broke free from the spell.

Only Snape held his wand tightly in his hand. If Douglas hadn't stood in front of him...

Some students who noticed the professors' reactions followed suit, struggled a bit, and then directly freed themselves from the restraints.

But looking at the Dean of Academic Affairs on the podium, no one drew their wand to express their dissatisfaction.

They saw that Director Black had a small and exquisite silver bell in his hand. It was about 3 inches in diameter, with complex runes inlaid on the surface, and it was flashing with a faint blue light.

Sirius saw that all the students were looking at him, nodded with satisfaction, and then put the bell in his hand back into his pocket.

"Very good, it seems everyone is aware of their exam schedule. Then, students who do not have exams scheduled, please proceed to the Quidditch pitch."

After saying that, he strode out of the auditorium.

The auditorium, which had just been quiet, became noisy again.

Snape looked at Sirius's back and said coldly:

"How can someone with such bad taste manage students well?"

Douglas touched his nose and whispered:

"Excuse me, Professor. I made this thing. It's called the No Fighting Bell. When he rang the bell..."

Snape snorted, "I was just talking about you!"

Douglas choked and shrugged indifferently.

Chapter 334: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Lecture

When the students arrived at the entrance of the Quidditch field in a noisy manner, they were instantly stunned by the layout of the field.

They had thought that Sirius had asked them to come to the Quidditch field to release their energy that had nowhere to go, but now it seemed that was not the case.

The entrance to the venue was made into an archway with suspended brooms, and a banner reading "Hogwarts Lecture" was hung above it.

Through the arch, a 20-foot-diameter wooden platform rises from the grounds, its edges entwined with ivy.

There was a leather seat on the stage, with a small podium in front and a crystal ball on top.

In front of the platform are rows of wooden benches, which are thoughtfully covered with cushions. The cushions divide the entire seating area into four areas according to the colors of the four major colleges.

Behind each area is a giant flag with the corresponding college emblem. The animals on the flag will occasionally blink or wag their tails.

On the left and right sides of the venue, there are banners in four different colors with the mottos of the four major colleges written on them.

Sirius walked onto the platform first, sat on the seat, and gently tapped the crystal ball with his wand.

A huge projection suddenly appeared above the podium.

In addition to Sirius's figure, the projection also had a row of banners above it that did not exist in reality - "Lecture on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Rules".

Looking at the young wizards who were still discussing under the podium, Sirius raised the corner of his mouth in a half-smile.

"Good morning, troublemakers. Oh, sorry, I should say 'future contact wizard ladies and gentlemen'. Everyone, please quickly find your own house seats and sit down."

"I have an ominous feeling!"

"I heard that Director Black and Professor Holmes have a good relationship."

“How many school rules are there?”

"A few hundred, I don't know."

Although there was a lot of discussion, no one left the venue disobediently since Director Blake showed his unkind side that night.

Especially the Slytherin students, they knew that Director Black and their own dean did not get along well, and they were particularly against those from Gryffindor.

Our dean was so biased towards our own college before, who knows if Director Black will take the opportunity to retaliate.