Chapter 452 Taking over the Reins? Resignation Is Out of the Question (1/2)

Chapter 452 Taking over the show? Resignation is not an option

Aaron looked at Dumbledore, who was sitting calmly in the staff seat, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Is it that serious? Do you still need to emphasize it at the opening banquet?

The song sung by the Sorting Hat was definitely not thought up by it alone, at least the last warning part was not. Without the permission of the headmaster, the Sorting Hat would not have the courage to speak out at the opening banquet.

Although most people may not take the so-called warning seriously, a few people, especially freshmen, may not think so.

"Euan Abercrombie." Professor McGonagall read out the first name, and a shy little boy stumbled forward and sat on the stool.

She put the Sorting Hat on Euan's head, and after a brief thought, the crack next to the brim of the hat opened, "Gryffindor."

The Gryffindor students applauded together and welcomed the first freshman of this school year to sit down at their table.

"Daisy Gleeson."

"Ravenclaw."

"Samuel Stamp."

"Slytherin."

......

The ranks of freshmen dwindled little by little, and warm applause broke out from the four colleges from time to time.

As the last young wizard was sorted into Hufflepuff, Professor McGonagall put away the Sorting Hat and stool, and the Sorting Ceremony officially ended.

"Welcome our freshmen and old students." Dumbledore stood up, and under the expectant eyes of everyone, he smiled and said, "I want to say... Eat!"

As soon as the words fell, all kinds of delicious dishes suddenly appeared on the four college tables and the staff seats.

There was warm applause and cheerful laughter in the hall, and wizards of all sizes began to feast on their food.

Aaron put Abe on the table, filled it with a full plate of meat, and then began to enjoy dinner slowly.

However, when he looked at the dozen freshmen while eating, he felt a little depressed for some reason.

The prefect has to take care of these eleven-year-old freshmen. Although wizards are more mature than Muggles, management is simply a waste of energy for him.

Resign, must resign.

Go to Professor Snape tomorrow to hand in his resignation report.

Aaron immediately made up his mind, prefect? ​​Whoever wants to be one can be one, anyway, he won't be one.

After the students had eaten and drunk enough, Dumbledore stood up again, and the noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

"I want to say some things for the first-year freshmen and some overly lively seniors.

First, students cannot set foot in the Forbidden Forest at will.

Secondly, the administrator Mr. Filch asked me to tell everyone that magic is not allowed in the corridor during class breaks. As for other regulations, they are posted on the door of Mr. Filch's office."

"In addition, there are two changes in our teaching staff this school year.

First, we welcome Professor Grubbly-Plank back. She will teach you the Care of Magical Creatures class, and Professor Hagrid will temporarily leave."

"That big fool is not in school after all." Pansy smiled.

"It's not polite to talk about a big fool behind someone's back." Aaron said speechlessly, "He taught us for two years after all."

"Yeah! I still remember it clearly." Draco pouted, "My arm hurts when I think about it. That hippogriff almost killed me."

"Didn't you ask for it?"

Draco:......

"We also welcome the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Dumbledore pointed at Umbridge, "Professor Dolores Umbridge, I want you to wish the professor good luck here.

The school Quidditch selection will be..."

"Ahem!"

Umbridge stood up, Dumbledore's voice stopped abruptly, and the whole hall became quiet in an instant.

Dumbledore was obviously stunned for a moment, and others also looked at the new professor in surprise.

The headmaster hasn't finished speaking yet, and you dare to interrupt him. Do you know the rules?

Umbridge's face was full of fake smiles, and she walked slowly to the front of the stage. "Thank you, Mr. Headmaster, thank you for your warm welcome speech.

It's really happy. Seeing your smart and happy faces smiling at me, I think we can become very good friends."

"No way." George and Fred said in unison.

The others looked at each other, and many of them showed playful smiles on their faces.

Aaron rolled his eyes in disdain. Umbridge should say this to the kindergarten children, but no one would listen to them.

"The Minister of Magic has always believed that the education of young male and female wizards is of vital importance, although every headmaster has dedicated new changes to this historic school.

Progress purely for the sake of progress must not be promoted.

We must preserve what should be preserved, improve all things that should be improved, and abolish those things that should be banned in the first place."

"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, your speech is very inspiring." Dumbledore led the applause, and some students who didn't understand followed suit.

There was a sparse applause in the hall, but Umbridge didn't care at all and returned to her seat.

"Good fellow, I thought she would proceed step by step or step by step, but who would have thought she would dare to take the lead right from the start." Aaron laughed dumbly, "Should I say she is brave or stupid?"

"What do you mean?" Draco asked puzzledly.

"The position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is cursed. Guess why she will leave in a year."

"Uh... she should be transferred back by Fudge!"

"I thought so too, but after what she said just now, I realized that I was narrow-minded." Aaron said meaningfully, "Umbridge will probably be driven out of Hogwarts by all the teachers and students in the school."

"No way!" Pansy was a little unbelievable, "After all, she was sent by Fudge."

"Wait and see!

With her character, I would not be surprised even if she was put in a sack or hit with a club."

Dumbledore continued the previous topic and announced the dismissal of everyone after he finished speaking.

"Slytherin first-year students, please follow me.

I will take you to the Slytherin common room." Aaron stood up and said, carefully counting the number of people, and then led a dozen freshmen out of the hall.

Go down the stairs, through the entrance hall and the dark corridor, and come to a basement.

"This is the entrance to the Slytherin common room. Remember this place." Aaron pointed to a stone wall and said, "There are four colleges in Hogwarts, and each college's common room has its own password.

Only by reciting the correct password can you enter the common room, but the password is not fixed. Everyone should pay attention to the notice board in time.

This time the password is gillyweed."

As soon as the voice fell, the stone wall opened like a door, revealing a doorway.

Everyone filed in, and a dozen young wizards looked at the place where they would live in the future with curiosity.

The senior students had already returned to their respective dormitories, so the entire common room seemed relatively empty.

The dark green tone, Gothic decoration style, exquisite fireplace, weird and magical sculptures, and medieval tapestries depicting the famous adventures that Slytherin had taken all deeply attracted them.

"Slytherin is the representative of the water element, and our common room is built underwater.

You can see the scenery in the water at any time, which is a treatment that the other three colleges do not have." Pansy looked at the surprised eyes of these freshmen, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"Girls, come with me, I will take you to the girls' dormitory.

As for boys, go to the boys' dormitory with Gaius."

"Wait a moment." Aaron stopped Pansy, and then looked at a dozen first-year freshmen, "The prefect has the responsibility of the prefect. You can ask the prefect for help when you encounter difficulties in study and life, but don't bother me with trivial matters."

Pansy shrugged and left with the girls. Aaron also arranged for the remaining boys to be assigned dormitories.

When he returned to his single dormitory, Aaron couldn't help yawning and sat lazily on the bed.

If he wasn't a prefect, he should have been back half an hour ago.

"System, sign in."

"The host signs in at Hogwarts and gets ten magic points."

"What a blessed place!" Aaron said with emotion, and then took off the ring on his left hand, and half of the sealed magic energy returned to his body.

However, the feeling of fulfillment lasted less than three seconds, and this half of the magic energy was lost rapidly, turning into a person exactly like Aaron.

"Long time no see."

"Stop being polite!" Aaron said, "If nothing goes wrong, Jins should be able to get other magic knowledge from the ancestor Weihet, so you will..."

"I understand, clones are destined to work hard." The thought body said unhappily, and counted his fingers seriously in front of Aaron, "Elective courses, magic circles, homework, alchemy and enchantment knowledge, and occasionally I have to consume brain cells to make plans for the original body."

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Aaron's face, and he said awkwardly but politely: "This is also for myself. Besides, I didn't slack off when you worked hard!

Hold on for a few more years, and when we become the Saint Mage, we will get through it, and then we won't have to be so tense."

"I hope so!" The thought body sighed slightly, then opened the secret room and went in.

Aaron put Abe on its exclusive bed and lay down on the bed himself.

"System, open the personal panel."

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic power: main body: 6467, elementary magician; thought body 6467, elementary magician; total 12934 (elementary grand magician, a rare existence in the magic world)]

[Talent: Once in a lifetime (magic power increases by 4 points per day, main body increases by 2 points, thought body increases by 2 points)]

[Items: Moon Drop (2/3 can remove any negative spell), Resurrection Potion (can revive any creature that dies within an hour)]

[Magic points: 50]

"Fifty magic points? That's a little too little!" Aaron pondered, "System, open the task panel!"

"Okay, host."

[Be a diligent and responsible class leader (from now until the end of this semester);

Complete the task and get a reward of 1,200 magic points, no penalty for failed tasks, do you accept? 】

Wow... OMG!

Aaron couldn't help but swear, and he almost spit out blood in frustration.

"Intentional, system, you definitely did it on purpose."

"Host, don't wrongly accuse the system, this task is purely to improve the host's ability."

"Haha! Do you think I believe it?

With the energy of being a class leader, wouldn't it be nice to improve the proficiency of the forbidden magic circle? The level of enchantment may be slightly improved by one level."

The system was silent for a moment, "The host can choose not to accept."

Aaron inexplicably felt that his heart was stabbed.

Not accept? He wanted to not accept, but the problem was that the reward for completing the task was 1,200 magic points!

If the reward was less than 300, he would refuse without hesitation. If the reward was less than 500, he might hesitate, but this 1200... it can only be said that the system gave too much, and he couldn't refuse.

Aaron took a deep breath, "Accept it!

Just think of it as working to make money, not bad!"

"The host made a wise decision." The system said with relief.

"By the way, why is there only this one task? And it takes so long to complete?

Is there no one with short time, low risk, and high return?"

System:...

Aaron also felt that he was a bit too much, and smiled and changed his words: "It's okay to have a lower return, as long as the time is short and the risk is low. I don't mind."

"The system issues tasks based on the affairs the host is exposed to.

Easy things are not qualified to appear on the task panel. If the host wants to get as many tasks as possible, he can focus on the big boss, for example... Voldemort."

"Goodbye." Aaron said decisively.

What he wanted was a wretched development, not an extreme sport with a high mortality rate, low success rate, absolute excitement, and full hatred.

Even though he was now immortal, he could only stay away from those old bitches who couldn't be defeated.

......

The next morning, Aaron took Abe to the auditorium for dinner early in the morning.

Just as the man and the dragon were enjoying their meal, a shadow appeared on his dining table.

Snape stood opposite Aaron with his arms folded across his chest, expressionless, "You don't want to be a prefect, do you?"

Aaron blinked blankly, and inadvertently saw Draco raising his eyebrows at him as he walked out, and he immediately understood something.

He did ask Draco to suggest to Snape not to let him be a prefect yesterday at noon, but he changed his mind that night because of 1,200 magic points.

It was his negligence that he didn't have time to tell Draco, but this was only the first day of school! Aren't you a little too efficient?

"Uh... Professor, I know you might be unhappy with what I said, but listen to my explanation."

"No need to explain." Snape said with a dark face, "You were personally named by Dumbledore, and I won't agree."

Aaron:......

Disagree? It's okay if you don't agree!

If you agree, I'll be embarrassed.

Seeing that Aaron was a little absent-minded, Snape thought that his tone was too heavy, and then he said slowly: "No one in Hogwarts knows you better than me, and I also know that the position of prefect is a big burden for you.

But you are the most suitable for this position, especially when the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year is sent by the Ministry of Magic."

"Okay! Okay!" Aaron pretended to be impatient, "Don't persuade me so earnestly, it's just a prefect, I'll do it."