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"What did just happen?" Parvati asked, her head moving between Severus's retreating form and Harry continuously.
"You'll get used to it." Neville assured her with a kind smile, making her even more confused. Everybody knew how Neville was terrified of Severus Snape, right? Then again, the girl thought, Severus Snape no longer looked like the potions master he remembered -Merlin help us, he looked nothing like the gaunt man from the past years; he looked the exact opposite- and Neville didn't look the same either. Let's not even talk about the younger Potter twin, she added mentally, sharing a look with Lavender as Harry laughed at something Neville had said. What was going on?
The shorting passed relatively fast as all four tables cheered and applauded at the new students that joined their Houses. Colin Creevey's brother Dennis was sorted in Gryffindor and Colin was explaining to him who was who on the table; first he pointed at Adrian -Colin's idol for the past years- before turning his attention to his twin; green eyes widened as Harry tried to ignore the shocked exclamations coming form the younger and soaked to the bone Creevey brother -the boy had fallen into the lake and was positively ecstatic about it- while fighting down his blush.
"Hey, where's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Lee asked Fred, making Harry look at the decisively empty chair on the staff table on his father's ; he hadn't thought to ask Severus about whom the new professor would be but, since Severus hadn't audibly protested, he had guessed it would be somebody at least halfway decent. Now however, with no defense teacher on the horizon, his curiosity was piqued. Dumbledore however didn't seem too concerned and with a swift 'Tuck in!' the plates in front of them were filled with all sorts of foods.
Hermione was eating very little and seemed irritated to do so; it was no secret that there were house elves working at the school's kitchens -though Hermione, with all her knowledge of Hogwarts was unaware of the fact till Ron had tactlessly informed her a few minutes ago- and, after witnessing Winky's mistreatment at the hands of Mr. Crouch, the bushy haired Gryffindor had developed a distaste when eating anything house elf made.
It was a while later when Harry gently elbowed Neville, the moment the last trace of the desserts vanished from the table along with the plates and cutlery; Dumbledore stood up for his customary speech. Neville smirked as both teens turned to look at the Headmaster. The Triwizard Tournament was about to be announced.
"So!" said Dumbledore, smiling around at them all. "Now that we are all fed and watered, I must once more ask for your attention, while I give out a few notices. Mr. Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to tell you that the list of objects forbidden inside the castle has this year been extended to include Screaming Yo-yos, Fanged Frisbees, and Ever-Bashing Boomerangs. The full list comprises some four hundred and thirty-seven items, I believe, and can be viewed in Mr. Filch's office, if anybody would like to check it."
"He doesn't look too concerned about them items." Neville commented making Harry chuckle as he watched Dumbledore's moustache tremble; you really never knew with the man!
"As ever, I would like to remind you all that the forest on the grounds is out-of-bounds to students, as is the village of Hogsmeade to all below third year." Dumbledore continued, his eyes straying slightly towards the Weasley twins the moment the forest grounds were mentioned. "It is also my painful duty to inform you that the Inter-House Quidditch Cup will not take place this year."
"What!" Echoed an assortment of voices round the Great Hall, Adrian's one of the loudest. Fred and George looked around frantically, both being members of the Gryffindor team, as did most people in the room as they looked at each other, asking their friends if they knew anything more than they did.
"This is due to an event that will be starting in October, and continuing throughout the school year, taking up much of the teachers' time and energy -but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts…" And that's as far as he got. Because at that very moment, the doors of the Great Hall opened with a loud bang and in stepped possibly the last person one would expect.
A man walked inside, dressed in a wet and tattered travelling black cloak, each second step he took accompanied by the clunking sound of his leg. As a flash of thunder illuminated the enchanted ceiling, a perfect imitation of the cataclysm outside, light was cast upon the out of place figure that confirmed what Harry's enhanced eyesight had already hinted. With clunk of his wooden leg on the floor the figure came closer; the tangled grey hair, the scarred face with a nose that clearly missed a chunk, the magic eye, electric blue and ceaselessly moving around, all were there for the world to see.
"Alastor Moody." Harry mumbled, his words audible to the people around him. Soon a wave of voices echoed around the Hall, following the limping man all the way to the staff table were he shook hands with Dumbledore before plopping himself next to Severus, glaring at everyone around and eating from a plate of sausages. After he had sniffed them, of course.
"Moody? Mad-Eye Moody?" Ron asked only a second before Dumbledore himself confirmed the identity of the newcomer.
"May I introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" said Dumbledore brightly into the silence. "Professor Moody."
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