Malfoy did not remain arrogant for long before Dumbledore arrived. Once that pale-haired figure came into the young wizards' view, the noisy Great Hall gradually quieted down.
"Another year gone by!" Dumbledore said cheerfully, his bright gaze sweeping over the young wizards below as a warm smile spread across his face. "Before we indulge in this delicious feast, a few things must be said. I must trouble you to listen to an old man's clichés."
The young wizards below cooperatively let out bursts of laughter, and scattered applause rippled through the crowd. Dumbledore nodded, waiting for the laughter and applause to subside before continuing.
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