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 would cast their eyes on this "obtrusive" friend, and they would look at him, sympathize with him, sigh, and of course laugh at him.

Suddenly, another figure stood up straight.

Sean Wallop, the Ravenclaw celebrity 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 his handsome appearance and good posture, plus his education. Even if he is eating while standing, even if he has unsightly movements and clumsy handling of steaks with one hand and cutting steak with the other, Sean still looks graceful.

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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 a piece of her favorite honey-glazed lamb chops to 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 roommates 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 was 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 to a wonderful dinner, my friends at Hogwarts." He raised his glass elegantly and smiled 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."

The prefect of Gryffindor and the new president of the Boy's Union, Percy Weasley, 'The Untouchable', also quickly stood up.

He even went to the side of his younger brother who had made a mistake and was being punished.

"cheers."

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

"cheers."

Like a chain reaction, one person, Sean, stood up, 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 his lips.

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 pleasant 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—" Someone among the people who stood up 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.

As a resourceful senior investigator of the Ministry of Magic, she immediately shifted 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 being a confrontational teacher, and he was still trying to divide him and other students in his words.

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, trying to calm the students down, 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 responsibilities and obligations, and I have more power 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 in Hogwarts that does not allow standing up during meals. At least Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall have never said so."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Professor McGonagall, who was shaking the wine on the teacher's table, 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

Wizards are allowed 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 said that, 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 that 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 has been saved by him, and I have even been forced to show off by him. He usually greets me warmly when he meets him...

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

A recognized figure in the school invited him sincerely, even though he was 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.
To be continued...