Hogwarts wizard nemesis

Chapter 6 The upcoming sorting ceremony (please collect and recommend!)

"Lower your head!"

Hagrid shouted as the first boats approached the cliffs.

Everyone lowered their heads, and the boat carried them through the ivy curtain covering the front of the cliff to the hidden and open entrance.

They traveled along a dark tunnel, seemingly under the castle, and finally arrived at a place that resembled an underground dock, and then climbed onto a ground of gravel and pebbles.

Under the light of Hagrid's lantern, everyone climbed up a tunnel in the rock, and finally arrived at a flat, damp grassland in the shadow of the castle.

Everyone walked up a flight of stone steps and gathered in front of a huge oak door.

"Everyone, come around, don't get separated."

Hagrid raised a huge fist and knocked on the castle door three times.

The door slowly opened, and then a tall black-haired witch wearing emerald green robes stood in front of the door.

The wrinkles on her face are obvious and her temples are slightly gray, but these do not affect her majesty in front of the students.

Her expression was extremely serious. Leon felt that this professor was not easy to talk to, and Dylan secretly swallowed.

Hagrid said: "All the first-year students have arrived, Professor McGonagall."

"Thank you, Hagrid. Leave it to me to pick you up when you get here."

She said expressionlessly, and then opened the door wide. The foyer was so large that almost the entire Hogwarts Express could fit inside.

The decoration here is very gorgeous, the stone walls are surrounded by blazing torches, the ceiling is so high that you can barely see the top, and in the front is a luxurious marble staircase that leads directly to the upper floor.

They followed Professor Minerva McGonagall as they walked along the stone floor.

Through the wall, Leon vaguely heard the sound of many people talking. They should be students from other grades. They had arrived long ago, but Professor McGonagall took the first-year students to the other end of the hall, into a small empty room. inside the house.

Everyone rushed in, crowded together, and stared nervously at everything around them.

"Silence!"

Some first-year students were whispering underneath, but as Professor McGonagall gave an order, they all stopped and stopped talking. net

"The students performed very well." Professor McGonagall was very satisfied and said slowly: "Welcome to Hogwarts. The opening banquet will begin soon. But before you go to the auditorium and take your seats, you must first confirm that you are each Which house you enter, sorting into a house is a very important ceremony, because when you are in school, the college is like your home in Hogwarts. You have to take classes with other students in the same house and live together in the house of the house. In the dormitory, we spend our spare time together in the common room of the college."

"Everyone should have heard that Hogwarts has had four branches since its establishment. Their names are: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history and has produced outstanding wizards. While you are studying at Hogwarts, your outstanding performance will earn extra points for your house, and any violation will cause your house to win extra points. Points will be reduced. At the end of the year, the college with the highest score will win the College Cup, which is a very high honor. I hope that no matter which college you are assigned to, you can bring glory to the college!"

Professor McGonagall looked around and then said: "The sorting ceremony will begin in a few minutes. It will be held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. I suggest that you tidy up and look energetic while waiting." She glanced again. Glancing at Leon, he suddenly said: "Mr. Potter, your collar."

Leon was a little at a loss. It turned out that his collar was not straightened. "Okay... okay, Professor." He straightened his collar as he spoke.

Mag smiled, a rare smile.

"I'll pick you up later. Please try your best to tidy up your clothes." Professor McGonagall said, "Remember, this is Hogwarts. Please keep quiet while waiting."

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall left that Leon and Dylan relaxed a little.

Dylan asked nervously: "The sorting ceremony won't be about showing magic, right? Then I don't know much about it."

Joey glared at him with disgust, "Don't you make preparations in advance? Don't worry, you won't be asked to show magic, nor will you be asked to run, long jump, fight, etc. And with your small physique, you can't do anything like that." Can’t do it. 35xs”

Dylan frowned in confusion, turned his head and said to Lyon: "Did I make her unhappy somewhere?"

Leon smiled, shrugged and said, "That's just her. She has always been meticulous about her studies."

Dylan nodded dubiously.

With his wandering eyes, Leon saw Parkinson and his group just now. He and the others were chatting happily, probably showing off the rare new things his parents bought for him.

At this time, only Dylan screamed, which frightened him into panic.

Behind him, several classmates were also startled.

"That's?!"

He was breathless with fear, as were the others, when twenty or so ghosts suddenly appeared from the wall behind them. These pearly-white, translucent ghosts glided across the room, whispering to each other but paying little heed. These freshmen.

"Christopher, I think what you said is not quite right. Sir Bisam would not do this. He is an upright man. Oh no, Ghost, please believe me."

A chubby little monk-like ghost was arguing.

"Not always."

The ghost named Christopher said. He was wearing a loose balance suit with the hem hanging down to his knees, but he was also wearing a pair of tight tights on his lower body, and he was dressed in a nondescript manner. He seemed to have discovered the first-year students.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated.

"It turns out they are freshmen." Christopher floated in the air and smiled at them: "I guess you are preparing to take the branch test, right?"

After a while, some students nodded silently.

"I hope you can be assigned to Ravenclaw!" Christopher said happily, "I was in that college before."

"Now, everyone, listen up!" A sharp voice came, "The sorting ceremony is about to begin!"

It's Professor McGonagall, she's back, her steps are unmistakable.

The ghosts floated around, and the fish penetrated the walls on both sides and disappeared.

"Now all line up in a single file." Professor McGonagall said to all the first-year students, "Follow me and don't break up."

Leon became more and more nervous. His mind wandered when he thought about the sorting ceremony that would begin later. But there was no time to prepare for him. He entered the team. In front of him was a dark-skinned short boy, and behind him was Dee. Len, but Joey didn't know where.

They walked out of the room, and Leon drifted through the foyer, then through a double door and into the luxurious auditorium.

Leon had imagined countless ways of what the Hogwarts auditorium would look like, but he never imagined that there could be such a magical, wonderful and magnificent place in the world.

Students from other grades of the college sat around four long tables, and the auditorium was illuminated by thousands of candles floating in the air.

There were gleaming gold plates and goblets on the four tables, and there was another long table on the stage at the top of the auditorium, which was the seat of the teachers.

Professor McGonagall took the first years to the head and asked them to line up in a row facing all the senior students, with the teacher behind them.

The lights were shining, and hundreds of faces were watching them below, each with curiosity on their face.

A few ghosts drifted in by chance and wanted to see the excitement. After all, the annual sorting ceremony was one of the indispensable topics among the ghosts.

Leon looked up and saw stars twinkling on the velvet-black ceiling.

At this time, Leon saw Joey raising his head and looking sideways, and said loudly and proudly: "The ceiling is enchanted and looks like the sky outside. I read about it in "Hogwarts: A School History" ."

Magic is really magical.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-cornered stool in front of the first-year students and placed a pointed wizard's hat on the stool.

The hat was patched, worn, and dirty. Leon believed that in the Muggle world, no one would be willing to pay for such a worn hat.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the hat, and so was Leon. Gradually, the auditorium became silent.

At this moment, the hat began to twist on its own, which startled the first-year students. It cracked a wide slit, like a human mouth, and it actually began to sing:

You may think I'm not pretty,

But never judge a book by its appearance.

If you can find a prettier hat than mine,

I could eat myself.

You can make your silk hats smooth and crisp,

I am the Sorting Hat of Hogwarts,

Naturally, it is superior to your hat.

Any thoughts hidden in your mind,

No one can escape the golden eyes of the Sorting Hat,

Try it on and I'll tell you

Which college should I be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor,