Harry looked around the great hall as he entered trying to see what had changed. Coming back to finish his schooling hadn't been what he wanted to do after the war was over, but Hermione insisted and he couldn't tell her no or just leave Ron to deal with her on his own. So, here he was yet again. Only now, everything would be different.
It was strange coming in with the rest of the years and being a technical 8th year this year, he didn't know what to think of it all and honestly just wanted to get through the year as fast as possible. It seemed that a lot of their year had declined to come back since he didn't spot many of them as his eyes skimmed the house tables. He really wasn't surprised, since many had lost family or was just going strait to a job instead of coming back.
The only things in the hall he could see that were extremely different through, were all at the head table. There were a lot of new teachers at the table this year. A female that couldn't be much older than he was was sitting at the table and chatting wildly to Flitwick. She had Blond hair and was wearing a ruby robe with black diamonds sprinkled across it. Her hair was in pigtails. A male that was watching the students with a slightly crazed look in his eyes that worried Harry. The man was dressed in robes that could rival Dumbledore when he was still alive, Royal Purple, that bled into Neon green at the sleeves and bottom, with bright golden buttons and pinstripes that seemed to shimmer slightly in the candle light of the hall. His hair was just as bad, Neon Green, and slicked back. Lastly, he was extremely pale and had lips so red, Harry could have sworn he was wearing makeup. Yet, those were only two out of the many new teachers and it made Harry think of things he would rather not remember right now.
As the rest of the students finally got settled in, the sorting started, "Grayson, Dick" He listened only slightly and clapped for each student no matter what house they went too, "Slytherin!"
"Isley, Pamela...Hufflepuff!"
"Nygma, Edward...Ravenclaw!"
"Trent, Lucas...Slytherin!"
Once the sorting was over, Professor Mcgonagall stood up, "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. This year is going to be a hard one as we all try to adjust to the changes we have gone through in the last year, but we will prosper," she stopped and smiled at the students for a second.
"Now, on to announcements, first, last years 7th years, have been given the opportunity to return this year as an extra class of eighth years that will take classes with the seventh years. Second, we have a lot of new teachers this year. First, taking over Potions, Professor Quinn,"
The blond with Pigtails stood up and waved in a friendly manner to the students.
"Taking over DADA this year, will be Professor Wayne,"
A Tall man in a black tailored robes nodded politely to everyone.
"And lastly, Professor Trelawney has decided to retire," at this the students let out a collective sigh, "and in her place we have Professor Joker taking over. The class is still in the same room for everyone who already knows the location."
At the the man with green hair stood up and grinned at them. Harry felt a chill go down his spine and judging by the looks on the others faces, many of them did too.
"Why, hello students," the man said in a unusual voice as he stood up and took a sweeping bow, "I look forward to our...short, times together this, Beautiful, school, year."
Mcgonagall watched him sit back down, then proceeded with the usual announcements, but at this point Harry didn't hear anything, he was watching the new Divination Professor, something about him just didn't seem...right.