Chapter 322 Cheers!

In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, the magic ceiling that reflected the outdoor weather was dim at the moment, and only a few dim light spots hung empty in the starry sky.

The dinner scene, which was supposed to be lively and joyful, was inexplicably low-pressure. While everyone was sitting down to enjoy the food, Fred 'Stickhead' was punished to eat standing up.

From time to time, the students cast their eyes on this 'obtrusive' friend, sizing him up, sympathizing with him, sighing, and of course laughing at him.

Suddenly, another figure stood up straight.

Sean Wallop, the Ravenclaw luminary was immediately recognized by the students.

Sean was smiling as always, holding a dinner plate with already full food on it.

"I absolutely love the Hogwarts kitchen."

The voice was neither high nor low, and then Sean just stood and enjoyed the food on the plate.

At this time, I have to mention the bonus of his handsome appearance, good posture, and education. Even if he is eating while standing, even if he has unsightly movements and clumsy handling of the steak with one hand and cutting the steak with the other, Sean still looks graceful. .

Daisy and Hermione were stunned at first, and then they both looked up at the food that Sean had just put on their plates.

The two of them immediately realized Sean's intention.

Daisy, who was not used to being watched, blushed slightly, but she immediately stood up holding the plate.

Hermione glared at Sean and stood up as well.

"I don't like steak!" she whispered.

"Um, sorry -" Sean forked a piece of Hermione's favorite roast chicken and put it on her plate in full view of everyone.

Then he took out a piece of her favorite honey-glazed lamb chops for Little Baihua, who lowered her head slightly to hide the anticipation in her eyes.

"Enjoy it."

Just when Sean was about to turn around to send a signal to his roommate and Harry's group, a petite girl sitting alone on the other side of the Ravenclaw table also stood up with a dinner plate.

She was not even much taller than the tall student sitting there. She had no expression, she just calmly rolled up some pea shoots on her plate with a fork and brought them to her mouth.

Stephanie... Sean's brows raised strangely.

However, now is not the time to think about this. Amidst everyone's confused and strange looks, Sean quietly raised his eyebrows at his roommates.

Ravenclaw doesn't accept idiots - the roommates immediately understood their friend's intentions.

Terry Butt took the lead, and several boys in Sean's dormitory stood up.

Immediately afterwards, Sean put down his plate, raised his pumpkin juice and raised his glass to the long table where Gryffindor was sitting.

"Toast a wonderful dinner, my friends at Hogwarts." He raised his glass elegantly, smiling appropriately.

At this time, Harry's group, George, and Lee Jordan also reacted.

Their eyes were bright, and they all stood up holding silver cups filled with pumpkin juice. Ron even held up cream soup.

"cheers."

On the Hufflepuff long table, Cedric, who was already a prefect, also stood up. He raised his cup high and signaled to Sean.

"cheers."

Gryffindor's prefect and the new Head Boy, 'Untouchable' Percy Weasley also stood up quickly.

He even went to his younger brother who was being punished for his mistakes.

"cheers."

His girlfriend, Penello, the prefect of Ravenclaw, also stood up.

"cheers."

Like a chain reaction, one person, Sean, stood up, and then three, four, and ten people stood up. No one had the intention to sit down after standing up.

There was a loud sound of tables and chairs moving in the auditorium, and Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff students stood up one after another.

Some of them were holding dinner plates, some were holding silver cups, some were holding soup bowls, and some even had a sausage on their fork and everyone raised their hands.

"Cheers, cheers--"

"I'll drink this bowl of soup first as a token of respect!"

The chaotic shouts and clinking of glasses spread throughout the entire auditorium.

"Sean..." Fred twitched the corner of his mouth.

The original 'abrupt' situation suddenly disappeared, and he no longer had to lower his head and force a smile with his classmates.

"Quiet! Quiet!" The originally lively and joyful atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by a sweet and disgusting voice.

Umbridge also stood up, but she didn't hold up her glass.

"What do you want to do?" she asked with a smile.

"Let's eat, Professor—" Among the people who stood up, someone shouted, and a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the auditorium.

Umbridge was like a toad with bulging eyes, looking back and forth for the speaker, but the crowd in the auditorium was so busy that she couldn't catch the slippery thief.

Ever the resourceful Senior Investigator of the Ministry of Magic, she immediately deflected the blame.

"Mr. Sean Wallop -" She obviously knew Sean, her stocky neck stretched with difficulty, and she looked at the long table of Ravenclaw, "You are deliberately destroying the originally good living environment of Hogwarts. Are you going to encourage other students to fight against the teacher? I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation!"

Sean, who was busy clinking glasses with his classmates, sneered.

As expected of a politician, he was immediately labeled as a confrontational teacher, and his words were still trying to divide him and other students.

Sean walked to the aisle with pumpkin juice, his face full of confusion and innocence: "Professor, I don't quite understand what you mean?"

Umbridge slammed the table twice in an attempt to silence the students, but no one paid any attention to her.

In desperation, she had no choice but to say loudly to Sean: "I am a senior investigator sent by the Ministry of Magic! I have the responsibility, obligation, and authority to govern Hogwarts. You are fighting against the authority of Hogwarts." School rules, against the orders of the Ministry of Magic!"

Sean looked puzzled: "School rules? There has never been a rule at Hogwarts that does not allow standing up during meals. At least Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall have never said so."

On the teacher's desk, Professor McGonagall, who was shaking the wine, nodded slightly.

Sean continued: "As for the Ministry of Magic - our new minister, Mr. Crouch, seems to have never issued a decree prohibiting wizards from standing up to eat?"

Umbridge was about to speak, but Sean immediately interrupted her.

"Oh -" he suddenly realized, "I understand, Professor Umbridge, you mean that in today's tense situation, the Ministry of Magic took the lead in issuing this first emergency order - no Allow wizards to stand up and enjoy their dinner!"

"Of course not!" Umbridge retorted without thinking.

How could the Ministry of Magic promulgate such a stupid and empty order at this critical moment...

She looked up suddenly and saw Sean smiling and raising a glass.

"It turns out that the Senior Prosecutor can be replaced!" Sean emphasized the word "replacement", "Did the Minister of Magic issue a new order?"

"Of course not!" Umbridge didn't know that she had been fooled by Sean's words, but in full view of everyone, she could only deny it immediately.

Sean nodded suddenly: "That's okay, that means we can continue to enjoy dinner?"

"You..." Umbridge's face turned completely gloomy.

She took a deep breath, finally forced out a 'not caring' smile, and sat back upright in her seat.

"Professor McGonagall, aren't you going to take charge of the students at Hogwarts?" Umbridge said stiffly.

Professor McGonagall drank the red wine in one gulp and looked helpless: "I'm sorry, but my authority is below yours at the moment."

As she spoke, she pointed to Umbridge's bag: "That's what the order says."

"Huh..." Umbridge turned her head away, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing.

Just in time, she turned her head and saw the long table of Slytherin House. This was the only table of students in the auditorium that did not stand up.

"We still need to find helpers from among the students..." she thought to herself.

As soon as her thoughts started to wander, Umbridge saw the hateful Wallop boy walking straight towards the Slytherin table.

"Draco—" Sean shouted warmly.

Malfoy glanced at the other party rather awkwardly, but he already had the cup in his hand.

"Can I have a drink with the only son of a well-known pure-blood family?" Sean said with a smile, even lowering the rim of his glass.

A complicated look flashed across Malfoy's eyes. He had always had a strange impression of Sean.

I have been beaten by him, tricked by him, but my life was saved by him, and I was even led by him to show off. He usually greets me warmly when he meets me...

Moreover, Sean was really sincere when he said that just now...

A recognized figure in the school sincerely invites him, even though he is not popular in Slytherin. But Malfoy knew that those in Slytherin who didn't like Sean were actually afraid of him.

Being flattered by such a person, Master Malfoy raised his neck slightly even though he didn't want to admit it.

After a small hesitation, Malfoy stood up and raised his glass with Sean.

"Here's to you, Wallop."

Sean patted his shoulder enthusiastically: "Just call me Sean."

As he spoke, he looked at the other Slytherin students with a smile.

"To Hogwarts, to the glory of Slytherin sitting in front of me." Sean raised the cup in his hand, his voice rising high because of the 'glory'.

The little snakes looked at each other, and at Malfoy's signal, his followers stood up hesitantly.

The chain reaction happened wonderfully again, and the Slytherins stood up one after another, even the little snakes who had had a head-on conflict with Sean did not fall down.

They didn't want to stand up, but the smart and good-looking little snakes definitely didn't want to be the one left behind. Never look out of place in a crowd - this is the survival creed of most snakes in Slytherin.

When the last person stood up, Sean's smile became brighter.

He put his arm around Malfoy's shoulders and looked back. Fred, who was laughing and talking with other students, saw him.

"Thanks, buddy." Fred nodded solemnly.

Sean nodded in greeting, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

The Great Hall of Hogwarts became noisy and happy, and the students gathered in crowds as if they were attending a buffet party.

This school seems to rarely see such a happy scene. Students are smiling and walking in the auditorium, toasting with friends from other houses, and tasting the food on other long tables - although the kitchen provides food for each house. They are exactly the same, but they always feel that the food on other people's tables is more delicious.

The auditorium was transformed from dullness into a sea of ​​joy.

On the long table in the classroom, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick clinked their wine glasses happily. The always stern witch had drank several glasses of red wine, and now her face was slightly red, and even her bun was slightly loose.

Professor Flitwick, who was already standing on the stool but at the same height as the others, was dancing even more. He clinked the glasses with Professor McGonagall and drank them in one gulp, and then looked at Sean in the crowd with pride.

There were two people on the long table in the classroom with unhappy expressions. One was of course Umbridge, who looked like she had eaten a rotten Flobber caterpillar. She had almost chopped the steak on the dinner plate into minced meat.

The other is Professor Bat, who has a gloomy face for thousands of years.

He swung the glass without drinking it. From time to time he glanced at Daisy, who was happily chatting with others, and then at Sean, who was smiling. What did this kid say in Daisy's ear?

Moreover, this guy just picked up food for two people at the same time, right?

Snape crossed his face, thinking about what kind of poison would make Sean suffer a lot, and little Daisy couldn't worry about it yet.

The Potion Master, who had gone through all the potion recipes in his mind, looked even more ugly and drank a glass of wine.

Sean, who was talking to Hermione and Daisy, was startled. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, feeling the owner of this chill.

Forgot about the old bat...

"What's wrong?" Daisy asked curiously.

"Oh, it's okay."

In the noisy environment, Hermione approached the two of them, and then raised her nose at Sean: "Someone looks more and more like Mr. Grindelwald."

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Granger." Sean accepted it calmly.

It's true, he did much better than last time.

However, Sean’s success today was due to the right time, place and people.

He used to be very popular, and Hogwarts was his Hogwarts, and it was the Hogwarts of all the students present.

With him standing out, the gun of Hogwarts must be fired on outsiders first.

Moreover, under this current situation, Sean would like to see the students of the four colleges become more united, even though the little snakes were just standing there lazily.

But it’s better for everyone to stand up than for one person to stand alone, right?

Halfway through the dinner, Umbridge finally calmed down the anger in her heart that had nowhere to dissipate, and her appetite finally recovered a lot. She impatiently took another piece of food.

Just as he was about to put down the knife and fork, the sound that made his teeth itch sounded again.

Sean came to the crowd with a wine glass in hand. His face was sincere and his voice could be heard clearly in the auditorium.

He raised the glass with only a thin layer of pumpkin juice left at the bottom.

Sean looked at Umbridge with a smile on his face.

"I propose that all of us Hogwarts students welcome the only guest in this castle who has come from afar! Cheers!"

"Cheers!" The students were all smiling and their voices were very uniform.

Umbridge wanted nothing more than to crush the cutlery in her hands.

7017k