In the hall, the ceiling reflecting the outdoor weather was now dim, and only a few dim light spots hung empty in the starry sky.

The dinner party was supposed to be lively and joyful but turned somewhat inexplicably moody. When everyone was sitting and enjoying the food, Fred was punished for standing and eating alone.

From time to time, the students cast their gazes on him, sympathizing, sighing, and, of course, laughing at him.

Suddenly, another figure stood up straight. It was Sean.

Sean was smiling, as usual, holding a plate full of food.

“I just love the food that came from the Hogwarts kitchen.” Sean stood and enjoyed the food on the plate.

At first, Daisy and Hermione were stunned, and Daisy looked up at the food that Sean had just brought them from the dinner plate. The two immediately realized Sean’s intentions.

Daisy was not used to being stared at by others and blushed slightly, but she stood up immediately, holding the plate. Hermione glared at Sean and stood up.

“I don’t like steak.” She whispered.

“Well…” Sean forked a piece of Hermione’s favorite roast chicken and put it on her plate in front of everyone.

He took a piece of her favorite lamb chop with honey sauce for Daisy, who lowered her head slightly to hide the expectation in her eyes.

“Enjoy it.”

Just when Sean was about to turn his head to signal his roommates, Harry and the others, a girl sitting alone on the other side of the long Ravenclaw table also stood up with a plate.

She wasn’t much taller than the tall student who was sitting. She didn’t have any expression on her face. She just calmly rolled up some pea shoots on her plate with a fork and put them in her mouth.

It was Stephanie.

However, now is not the time to think about it. Under the puzzled and strange eyes of everyone, Sean raised his brows quietly at his roommates.

Terry Boot took the lead, and several boys in Sean’s dormitory stood up in unison. Immediately afterward, Sean put down the dinner plate, raised his pumpkin juice, and raised his glass to the long table where Gryffindor was.

“To a wonderful dinner, my Hogwarts friends.” He raised his glass gracefully.

At this moment, Harry’s group, George and Lee Jordan, also moved. Their eyes lit up, and they all stood up holding silver cups full of pumpkin juice, Ron even holding cream soup.


On Hufflepuff’s long table, Cedric stood up and gestured to Sean with his cup high.


Percy Weasley also stood up quickly. He even went to his younger brother, who was punished for his mistakes.


His girlfriend, Penelope, also stood up.


Like a chain reaction, Sean stood up alone, and then three, four, and ten stood up, and none of them intended to sit down after getting up. There was a loud sound of tables and chairs moving in the hall, and the students of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff stood up one after another.

Some of them held dinner plates, some held silver cups, some held soup bowls, and some even forked a sausage and raised their hands after everyone.


“I drink this bowl of soup first as a sign of respect!”

The chaotic shouts and clinking of glasses spread throughout the hall.

“Sean…” Fred moved his lips.

The original moody situation disappeared instantly. He no longer had to bow his head.

“Quiet!” The originally lively and happy atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

Umbridge stood up, too, only she wasn’t holding her glass.

“What are all of you doing?” She asked with a smile on her face.

“Eat, professor.” Someone shouted among the people who stood up, and there was a burst of laughter in the hall.

“Mr. Sean Wallup,” She knew Sean, and she looked at the table of Ravenclaw, “Are you deliberately destroying the original good living environment in Hogwarts? Are you going to encourage other students to fight against the teacher? I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation.”

Sean sneered. She was still trying to divide him from other students in her words.

Sean walked to the aisle carrying pumpkin juice, “Professor, I don’t quite understand what you mean?”

Umbridge slammed the table twice in an attempt to silence the students, but she was ignored.

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, the obligation, and the power to rule Hogwarts. You are fighting against Hogwarts rules and against Ministry of Magic regulations!”

Sean looked puzzled, “School rules? Hogwarts has never been allowed to stand up during meals; at least Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall never said so.”

On the teacher’s table, Professor McGonagall, who was shaking the liquor, nodded slightly.

Sean went on to say, “As for the Ministry of Magic, our new minister, Mr. Crouch, doesn’t seem to have issued an order that prohibits wizards from standing up to eat?”

Umbridge was about to speak when Sean cut her off immediately.

“Oh,” he suddenly realized, “I see, Professor Umbridge. What do you mean that under the current tense situation, the Ministry of Magic issued the first emergency order that wizards are not allowed to get up and enjoy their food?”

“Of course not!” Umbridge retorted without thinking.

She looked up suddenly and saw Sean smiling and toasting.

“Did the Minister of Magic issue a new regulation?”

“Of course not!” Umbridge didn’t know that Sean’s words let her in, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, she could only deny it immediately.

Sean nodded, “So, we can continue to enjoy our dinner?”

“You…” Umbridge’s expression darkened completely.

She took a deep breath, finally forced a smile, and stiffly sat back on her seat.

“Professor McGonagall, aren’t you going to tell them?” Umbridge said stiffly.

Professor McGonagall drank the red wine in one gulp, with a helpless expression on her face, “Sorry, but my authority is under yours at the moment.”

She pointed to the rules as she spoke, “That’s what the regulations say.”

Umbridge directly turned her head away, leaving only the sound of his heavy breathing. Just in time, she turned her head and saw the Slytherin table, which was the only table of students in the hall who did not stand up.

“We still need to find help from the students.” She thought to herself.

As soon as her thoughts wandered, Umbridge saw Sean walking straight towards the Slytherin table.

“Draco.” Sean called warmly.

He glanced at him rather awkwardly, but he had already picked up the cup in his hand.

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

A look flashed in his eyes. He had always had a strange impression of Sean.

He was beaten up by him, mocked by him, but saved by him. He usually greets him warmly when he meets him. Moreover, Sean was really sincere when he said that sentence just now.

A well-recognized figure in the school invited himself, even though he was not well-received in Slytherin. But Draco knew those in Slytherin who hated Sean were afraid of him.

After a little hesitation, Draco stood up and raised his glass with Sean.

“To you, Wallup.”

Sean enthusiastically patted him on the shoulder, “Just call me Sean.”

He smiled and looked at the other Slytherin students.

“To Hogwarts, to the glory of Slytherin who sits before me.” Sean raised the cup in his hand. His voice became high because of ‘glory’.

The Slytherins looked at each other, and under Draco’s gesture, his followers stood up. The chain reaction happened beautifully again, and the Slytherins stood up one after another. Even those students who had had a direct confrontation with Sean moved.

They don’t want to stand up, but they don’t want to be left behind.

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

He looked back with his arm around Draco’s shoulder, and Fred, who was laughing and talking with other students, saw him.

“Thanks, buddy.” Fred nodded solemnly.

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

The Great Hall at Hogwarts became boisterous and cheerful, and the students gathered in huge crowds as if they were at a party.

This school rarely seems to have such a happy scene. The students smiled, walked through the hall, toasted with friends from other houses, and tasted the food on other tables. Although the food provided by the kitchen was exactly the same for each house, they always felt that the food on other people’s tables was more delicious.

The hall swept away the dullness and turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick happily clinked glasses of wine.

Professor Flitwick, who was already standing on the stool but was as tall as the others, moved enthusiastically. He clinked glasses with Professor McGonagall, drank it in one gulp, and then looked proudly at Sean in the crowd.

Two people on the table are in a bad mood. One is, of course, Umbridge, who looks like she has eaten a rotten Flobberworm. She has almost minced the steak on the dinner plate.

The other is Professor Snape.

He swung the wine glass and didn’t drink it. From time to time, he glanced at Daisy, who was having a happy conversation with others, and then at Sean.

He looked even more moodier and gulped down a glass of wine.

Sean was talking to Hermione and Daisy, and he shivered. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, feeling the chill from his eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Daisy asked curiously.

“Oh, nothing.”

Under the noisy environment, Hermione approached the two of them, then raised her nose at Sean, “A certain person looks more and more like Professor Grindelwald.”

“Thank you, Miss Granger, for your compliment.” Sean accepted it calmly.

He was already very popular in the past. Moreover, under the current situation, Sean would like to see that the students of the four houses can be more united, although the Slytherins are a little bit non-energetic. But it’s much better for everyone to stand up than for one person to stand alone.

Halfway through the dinner, Umbridge finally calmed down the anger that had nowhere to go, and her appetite finally recovered. She grabbed another piece of food.

Just as she was about to set down the knife and fork, the voice that made her teeth itch rang out again. Sean came to the crowd with a cup in his hand. He had a sincere face, and his voice could be clearly heard in the hall.

He lifted up the cup of pumpkin juice. Sean looked at Umbridge, smiling broadly.

“I propose that we let all Hogwarts students welcome the only guest in this castle! Cheers!”

“Cheers!” The students were all smiling, and their voices were extremely neat.

Umbridge just wanted to crush the cutlery in her hands now.

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Published On: December 19, 2023

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