Harry Potter Platinum Glory

The splendid golden hall of Hogwarts, with its velvety black ceiling, is dotted with stars. Students from various colleges have been seated around four long tables, above which thousands of candles floating in the air light up the dining room. On four tables were gleaming gold plates and goblets. There is another long table on the upper table of the dining room, which is the seat of the teachers.

Augustus sat quietly at the front of the long Slytherin table, and all the Slytherin students extended from his left and right to the two ends of the long table according to their status in the house.

In the first year, Augustus was warmly welcomed by the Slytherin students when he took his seat; in the second year, everyone sat around him, and now, Augustus is a well-deserved leader of Slytherin, no matter the senior year. Even the Slytherin students in the lower grades are obsessed with him, and his prestige has been established in the past two years.

Regardless of his background, strength, talent, or character and character, Augustus is the worthy first person in Slytherin. Even those senior students are convinced of him and are willing to bow their heads. Augustus accepts it calmly. Because he has this qualification.

He glanced at the teacher's chair on the high platform without a trace. Dumbledore, the white wizard with bad taste, was sitting in the center of the teacher's chair, on a golden high-back chair. Looking to the left, he was more stance than the white wizard. close teachers, such as Professor Flitwick, and the half-blood giant Hagrid. On the right is the sullen-faced Snape, and the ridiculous-looking Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Quirrell, who looks like a neurotic young man with a big purple scarf around his head. , looks weird.

Glancing at Quirrell's ridiculous look, Augustus' mouth curled into a cold smile.

He still remembers the hidden aura that he had to hide in embarrassment because of Voldemort when he first came to this world.

Augustus was a very vengeful guy, and he wanted Voldemort to experience how he felt.

The current Voldemort is like a lost dog, desperately possessing a weak and pitiful guy, dreaming of his own resurrection. In his state, Augustus seemed so weak that he didn't even have any interest in killing him.

Since it's not interesting to kill directly, let's play a game called cat and mouse!

Augustus looked at Quirrell with more and more playfulness.

While thinking about it, the door of the auditorium opened with a click, and Professor McGonagall lined up with the freshmen to enter. She brought the first-year students to the front of the teacher's bench and had them line up facing the seniors in the room, with the teachers behind them. The candlelight flickered, and ghosts flickered dimly among the students.

The freshmen kept looking around and occasionally chatted a few times, but the auditorium was very quiet, and they did not dare to speak loudly. Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year freshmen, and the freshmen quickly became quiet and did not dare to speak. Professor McGonagall put another wizard hat on the stool. The hat was patched, worn, and very dirty. Every time he saw this sorting hat, Augustus would be a little speechless, because he always remembered that when he was in school, he also wore this broken hat on his head...

New students don't know what hats do, even those from wizarding families. It seems that all the wizards they know have the same bad taste and deliberately hide it from them, so that they can also feel the nervousness of their parents. There was silence in the dining room, and then the hat twisted. There was a wide slit in the brim of the hat, like a mouth - and the hat began to sing: "You may think I am not pretty, but don't judge people by their appearance, if you can find a hat more beautiful than me, I can make myself eat.

You can make your bowler hats black and shiny, and your silk top hats smooth and crisp. I am the Hogwarts test hat, and of course it's much taller than yours.

Any thoughts hidden in your mind can't escape the magic hat's golden eyes, put it on and try it, and I will tell you which college you should be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where the bravery is buried deep in the heart, their boldness, boldness and boldness make Gryffindor outstanding; you may belong to Hufflepuff, where the people are honest and loyal, Hufflepuff's Students are stoic and honest, not afraid of hard work; if you are shrewd, you may enter the wise old Ravenclaw, and those who are wise and learned will always meet their fellows there; maybe you will enter Slytherin , maybe you make sincere friends here, but those cunning and insidious people will do anything to achieve their goals.

Come and put me on! Don't be afraid! Don't panic! In my hands (though I don't even have one) you're absolutely safe because I'm a thinking hat! "

After the hat finished singing, the audience burst into applause, and the hat bowed to the four dining tables one by one, and then stood still.

Then Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in his hand.

"Whoever name I call now will put on a hat, sit on a stool, and wait for the branch."

Immediately after, she began the ceremony, "Hannah Abbott!"

A little girl with a ruddy face and two blond braids stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat that just covered her eyes. She sat down. A moment's pause - "Hufflepuff!" Hat shouted.

The people at the table to the right applauded Hannah and welcomed her to their table. Hufflepuff's resident ghostly fat monk also happily waved to her.

"Susan Burns!"

"Hufflepuffs!" cried the hat again. Susan quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.

"Terry Boot!" "Ravenclaw!"

This time the second table from the left clapped. When Terry joined them, several Ravenclaw students stood up to shake his hand.

Mandy Bloher was also assigned to Ravenclaw, Lavender Brown became the first freshman in Gryffindor, and the table furthest to the left burst into cheers, and the Weasley twins It was booed.

Then Millison Burst became a new student of Slytherin, and Augustus had a toothache looking at this burly female man. Even though it's a villain college, it can't always give us such crooked melons and cracked dates! Why don't you have a few more cute and beautiful girls?

"Justin Finchley!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

Sorting hats are still different, some freshman hats call out the name of the house right away, but other times it takes some time to make a decision. Like the brunette-haired boy, Seamus Finnigan, who sat on the stool for almost a full minute before the hat announced that he had been assigned to Gryffindor.

"Hermione Granger!"

When it was finally Hermione's turn, the little girl took a deep breath and put the hat on her head a little nervously.

"Gryffindor!" Hat hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly shouted.

Hearing the announcement of the Sorting Hat, Augustus frowned slightly. He didn't understand why Hermione was still sorted into Gryffindor. He could confirm that after his induction, Hermione had decided to go to Ravenclaw. Is it? Augustus glanced at the white wizard who was sitting in the main seat with a smirk.

It seems that this old guy is playing tricks, Augustus is a little disdainful, in his opinion, Dumbledore has lost his spirit.

"Are you in a hurry to find a partner for your savior now?"

Looking at Dumbledore's hypocritical smile, Augustus couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Just as Augustus was thinking about what to do this semester, Crabbe and Goyle were sitting at the long Slytherin table, and Neville Longbottom was assigned to Gryffindor.

"Draco Malfoy!"

Now that Draco's name was called, Draco walked over in a noble manner, screaming almost as soon as the hat touched his head.

"Slytherin!"

Draco came to Slytherin's long table with satisfaction, Augustus motioned him to sit next to him, and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

At this time, there were not many people left.

Theodore Nott and Pansy Parkinson were assigned to Slytherin, followed by a pair of Patil twin sisters, one to Gryffindor and one to Ravenclaw. Sister flower! Augustus looked at the sisters with a bit of interest.

The sisters are from the magical world of India. Unlike the actors in the movie, they are very beautiful, with very white skin, deep facial features, a little red cinnabar between the eyebrows, and curly chestnut hair. They look full of exotic feng shui. Love, a typical little Indian beauty.

Augustus felt that there was a chance to get in touch with the two sisters. He was still very confident in his own charm. Few girls could refuse his initiative to chat up. All kinds of excuses to talk to him.

Then it was - "Harry Potter!"

As the Savior stepped forward, there was a sudden humming whisper in the dining room like the hissing of a small flame.

"Potter, is she calling Potter?"

"Is that Harry Potter?"

...

Augustus looked at the Savior's Sorting House with a playful look. His Sorting House was extremely slow, and the Sorting Hat struggled for a while before shouting out - Gryffindor!

The Savior looked relieved as he took off his hat and walked to the Gryffindor table with his legs trembling slightly. As expected of the savior held up by the white wizard, he received the loudest cheers from Gryffindor. Prefect Percy stood up and shook his hand tightly. The Weasley twins shouted, "We've got Potter! We've got Potter!"

The students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff followed suit with their congratulations, and only the long Slytherin table was silent in the hall. Augustus snorted coldly and sneered: "A savior who is being held up, why do you care so much? Looking at his cowardly look, do you think you can't compare to him?"

After listening to the surrounding Slytherin students, their faces eased and they began to calmly look at the next branch.

Now there are only three people left waiting to be assigned. Lisa Dupin is a new Ravenclaw. Then it was Ron Weasley's turn. His face turned blue at this time, tremblingly walked over to put on the Sorting Hat, and in the blink of an eye the hat shouted: "Gryffindor!"

The twins took the lead in applauding loudly as Ron collapsed into the seat next to Harry. Although they didn't like the little brother very much, the love for the family was something that everyone in the Weasley family lacked.

"Very good, Ron, great!" Augustus said to Ron in an exaggerated tone as Gryffindor Prefect Percy Weasley passed over the Savior.

The last remaining Bryce Shabini was then sorted into Slytherin, and then Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment, picked up the Sorting Hat and left. At this point, the sorting ceremony that Augustus felt very boring was finally over.

Then Dumbledore went crazy for a while, and then everyone started enjoying dinner. After eating and drinking, it was the usual chorus of horror school songs. After Augustus cast a silent mute spell on himself, he teased Cyril to himself, and then the students retired behind the prefects of their respective colleges.

Slytherin's female prefect, Irna, was whispering to the freshmen what to pay attention to in the school, while Augustus greeted some close friends and then left, but the direction of departure was not the dormitory.

Because he was disturbed by those newborn girls on the train, that's what Augustus said in Penello's ear.

"Wait for me by the Black Lake tonight, and I will 'punish' you properly."*