Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

With a thud, the entire chair broke into small pieces.

"You really don't leave any room...at all." Professor McGonagall said with a smile on her face. It was obvious that she had wanted to do this for a long time, but her position as vice-headmaster and her professional ethics and morals did not allow her to do so.

"There is room for people. By the way, Professor McGonagall, please remind the faculty and staff to take their seats early." Kaisen reminded.

"Of course that's no problem." Professor McGonagall nodded and agreed.

Soon, at Professor McGonagall's request, the professors lined up and sat in their seats in advance. Kaisen asked Dumbledore with a malicious look in his eyes about the time Umri would arrive. After learning that she would not arrive for another ten minutes, Kaisen counted the time on his fingers and felt that the old ones were still the best.

Dumbledore is something, the pure master of time management at Hogwarts.

Ten minutes later, Umbridge and the first-year wizards entered the Great Hall. She first posted an order from the Ministry of Magic on the largest blank wall of the Great Hall, such as no random noises, no talking back to professors, and no discussing trivial matters in the Great Hall.

After she finished posting, she looked towards the professors' seats, and sure enough, she saw an empty seat, which was next to Dumbledore. From the side, she could also see the respect that Hogwarts had for her and the Ministry of Magic's power standing behind her.

She held her neck high and walked towards that position like a proud peacock. When she was about to sit on it with her plump buttocks, Dumbledore waved his wand to stop her.

"This position belongs to Professor McGonagall, Umbridge."

Umbridge's mouth twitched in embarrassment. She looked around the long table and saw that there was no place for her... The only place was still occupied by Professor McGonagall...

Thinking of this, she instinctively wanted to curse, but when she remembered that she was in Hogwarts and hundreds of young wizards were looking at her, she swallowed the curse words that were on the tip of her tongue.

She took a deep breath, hoping that the oxygen filling her lungs would bring back some of her intelligence. Professor McGonagall was the vice-headmaster of Hogwarts, and he had been famous for a long time and had a bad temper.

What's more important is that Professor McGonagall resigned from the Ministry of Magic and came to Hogwarts to be a professor, so she may not be afraid of me.

The others... Severus Snape, with a cold face, and it is said that he used to work for the mysterious man, so you can't afford to offend him...

Filius Flitwick, a dwarf wizard with half-elf blood...but it is said that he was once a dueling champion...

Professor Sprout is a good guy, but never mind, he is the dean after all...

Magical Creatures... That big guy looks scary...

Divination by numbers........the old man who is not very talkative...

Muggle Studies..........She seems to have a lot of friends.

Madam Hooch from the flying class...wow, she looks formidable...

Alchemy...dirty stuff, dirty stuff! Get out of my sight!

Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts... Damn, this old guy is such a heavyweight, move your dead eyes!

Finally, she looked around and found the only weakling on the long table, Professor Trelawney, the Divination professor.

She walked over unsteadily and patted Professor Trelawney on the shoulder: "Professor Trelawney, do you mind if we switch places?"

Professor Trelawney rolled her eyes at Umbridge and said, "Your seat is not here."

Umbridge's mouth twitched, and then she said in a sweet voice: "Of course I know. I mean, maybe you can go back to the office first and let me sit here and accept the blessings and love of my classmates. You know, today is my first time as a professor."

Professor Trelawney shook her head. "I haven't had dinner yet."

Umbridge smiled, stretched out her fat hand and grabbed Professor Trelawney's shoulder, pulling her as she said, "I can order the house elves to take out a separate portion of food and send it to your office."

"That's a good suggestion, but I don't want to go..." Professor Trelawney said resistingly.

"Has Professor Trelawney been bullied by that thing dressed like a pink toad?" Hermione said gloomily as she sat at the Gryffindor table.

"Why? Haven't you always disliked Professor Trelawney?" Ron asked doubtfully.

"I just hate her teaching style, but that pink toad who used Dementors to frame Harry, I hate her on every level..." Hermione explained.

Chapter 326: Ms. Umbridge, You Don't Need an Office

"Don't worry about that. Look at those professors. I bet Professor Kaisen can't hold back his fists anymore." Neville whispered.

At this time, they all looked at the professors' seats. Almost every professor cast a look of disgust at Umbridge. Madam Hooch, who was sitting next to Professor Trelawney, reached out and held Professor Trelawney's hand tightly.

She was about to stand up to speak up for Professor Trelawney when Kaysen, who was not far away, also stood up early and stretched his muscles, intending to wake Umbridge up and let her know what her position was in Hogwarts.

Even faster than the other two was Professor McGonagall, who was supposed to hold the sorting ceremony for the young wizards in the center of the hall.

Before the person arrived, the spell arrived first. A red magical light flew towards Umbridge. In an instant, when the entire hall was filled with the most Hogwarts people, Umbridge was directly lifted up and then landed steadily on the ground.

"Ms. Umbridge? Are you okay?" Professor McGonagall put away her wand and asked coldly.

"I..." Umbridge, who had just realized what she had experienced, subconsciously wanted to get angry, but she quickly realized where she was and forcibly suppressed her anger.

At this moment, she was too embarrassed to stay in the hall. She thought about leaving the hall and looking for her office. She didn't know which office Dumbledore had assigned her, and whether it faced the sun... She must paint it pink.

However, as she walked towards the stairs step by step, trying her best not to attract the attention of the young wizards, it can be said that all the wizards in the hall, big and small, and even the young wizards wearing the Sorting Hat, turned their eyes to Umbridge.

Each gaze made her body itch, as if those gazes were tickling feathers.

And these wizards, big and small, must also include Kaysen, who naturally would not let Umbridge escape this hard-earned public execution so easily.

The next moment, he had an idea, and the iron golems that were originally standing guard at the stairs like statues moved. The two iron golems, each holding half, blocked the exit of the auditorium tightly.

She turned around in surprise and looked at Kaisen in the professor's seat. The latter raised his eyebrows without any hesitation and smiled at Umbridge, and the meaning was very clear: you can't leave this auditorium tonight.

Professor McGonagall, who was conducting the sorting ceremony, smiled with satisfaction as she watched this scene, and even the movement of lifting her hat became lighter.

The sorting ceremony ended very quickly. It was said to be very quick, but in Umbridge's eyes, it really felt like a year.

Dumbledore smiled as he watched each young wizard find his own house. He stood up and said, "I know you're probably starving by now, and I don't think my long lecture here will teach you a lesson. So...eat!"

After he sat down, he looked at Umbridge who was now in the corner of the hall and shouted to her, "Ms. Umbridge, please find a place to sit down and eat. You must be starving. I'm sorry, I forgot you were coming today and forgot to order a chair for you."

"Haha, Headmaster, you really are a forgetful person." Umbridge said through gritted teeth.

"So please sit at the same table with the students. Do you have any questions?" Although Dumbledore said at the end, "Do you have any questions?", he had no intention of listening to the questions at all. After he finished speaking, he buried his head and started eating.

Umbridge took a deep breath and forced herself to suppress the anger that was bursting out. After all, she had been trained by Fudge before coming here, and was told that she must be steady.

She came here to disgust Dumbledore and all the faculty and staff of Hogwarts, not to seek death.

She gritted her teeth and walked towards her alma mater, Slytherin, and then Snape took a deep look at the current Slytherin prefect, Malfoy.

The latter was stunned and quickly adjusted the seats to ensure that everyone's seats were extremely even and no one could squeeze in.

Umbridge looked at this scene and forced herself not to lose her defense and continued walking towards other colleges.

Naturally, she couldn't go to Gryffindor. Professor McGonagall had given her a serious warning before, and the little wizards in Gryffindor followed suit and refused to let Umbridge in.

Ravenclaw is even more of a heavyweight. It is said that the young wizards in Ravenclaw are all smart. Not only are they the top scorers in academics, they also have unique talents in social skills. For example, they all saw that Umbridge was ostracized by the entire Hogwarts, so naturally they also wanted to be among the bright ones.

What's more, Professor Trelawney, whom Umbridge had targeted not long ago, was a graduate of Ravenclaw, so there was nothing wrong with their exclusion at this moment.

It’s better to leave this kind of unconditional acceptance to Hufflepuff.

As for this, Professor Sprout, the head of Hufflepuff House, really didn't say anything. Tolerance is truly embodied in her.

However, at this moment, the other Hufflepuff at the long table did not have Professor Sprout's noble character. He looked deeply at the Hufflepuff table.

At that moment, all the young Hufflepuff wizards seemed to be locked in that gaze. The Hufflepuff prefects and Cedric the Great, who was a true Hufflepuff because he won the Triwizard Tournament last semester, quickly received orders and arranged the seats in order. Finally, fearing that Umbridge would be too arrogant, they even used Transfiguration Charms to transform the benches into individual seats.

One for each person, no extras.

Kaisen was very satisfied with this scene and lowered his head to eat again.

Professor Sprout just smiled at the scene and said nothing else.

Umbridge watched this scene and looked at Dumbledore awkwardly: "Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm not that evil. Why don't you go back to the office first?"

Dumbledore shook his head. "All Hogwarts students and staff will gather for the Start of Term Dinner. I'm sorry, but you're not exempt."

Dumbledore's words hit Umbridge on the head like a bolt from the blue.

It also provides the young wizards of the four colleges with an extra entertainment program to enjoy while eating. Although Umbridge looks a bit disgusting, it is indeed interesting.

Just like that, Umbridge stood in the middle of the hall, her body cold and stiff. The young wizards from the four major colleges didn't even speak loudly in order to create a stiff and cold atmosphere.

This stiff atmosphere made Umbridge feel suffocated, and even breathing could easily attract unwanted attention, although the attention of the entire hall had been attracted by her.

And this cannot be blamed on the young wizards. Who made Umbridge's first thing to do when she entered the hall was to post the name of the Ministry of Magic, and the first rule was that no random noises were allowed in the hall?

Boomerang belongs to yes.

I don't know how long the dinner lasted. It was followed by the singing of the school song and Dumbledore's final speech.

It was not until the end, when Dumbledore announced that the young wizards should return to their common room, that Umbridge completely relaxed. She walked towards Dumbledore mechanically. She now just wanted to return to her office and have a good rest.

However, Dumbledore looked at Umbridge in surprise: "What office? The Director of Moral Education mentioned by the Ministry of Magic does not have any teaching duties. So, Ms. Umbridge, you don't need an office!"

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Chapter 327 Deliberate Punch

Umbridge turned her head sharply and looked at Dumbledore: "What did you say!"

"The so-called Director of Moral Education is a position created by the Ministry of Magic. Hogwarts has never had this position since ancient times, so the Director of Moral Education cannot be considered a faculty member of Hogwarts and naturally does not have an office." Dumbledore said as a matter of course.

"Dumbledore!" Umbridge looked around and saw that most of the young wizards had left. She growled in a low voice, "You know the consequences of offending the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore shook his head. "I'm sorry, I know how to offend the Ministry of Magic, but the consequences... forgive me, I haven't seen them yet."

"You...you will see. Now, I'm going back to my office." Umbridge said through gritted teeth.

"Oh...the one from the Ministry of Magic?" Dumbledore said, tilting his head.

"There has never been such a precedent in the Ministry of Magic. No Ministry of Magic employee has been expelled from Hogwarts. No! Never!" Umbridge angrily walked around Dumbledore and went upstairs.

Since Hogwarts didn't prepare an office for her, she would just do it herself. After all, Hogwarts didn't have much else but a lot of vacant classrooms.

She quickly found an empty classroom on the fourth floor that was of a suitable size and had an ensuite. She quickly used magic to throw out the clutter inside, and then began to drastically change the layout and furniture.

Soon she had carved out a fairly decent office. She even hung a sign at the door that read "Moral Education Office" and wrote the address of her office in the auditorium on the first floor.

Sitting by the fireplace in the professor's lounge, Kaisen listened to the chatter of the people in the oil painting nearby, but in the end he was able to hear a few nutritious sentences from them.

Umbridge had an office for herself on the fourth floor.

???

What's Umbridge's status? His office is on the same floor as his bedroom?

Is this right?

This can't be right!