Hogwarts wizard nemesis

Dylan showed an aggrieved expression and whispered to Leon, "It seems that my parents lied to me. In order to let me review in advance, they said that the sorting ceremony was a magic spell. I also practiced the color-changing spell many times."

Leon smiled and said nothing. He didn't want to tell Dylan that Mrs. Hermione asked him to practice this spell more than five hundred times.

Of course, wearing a hat is much easier than chanting a spell, but even so, it still takes a certain amount of courage to wear it in full view of the public.

At this time, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward. The movement was very gentle, but it was enough to attract everyone's attention. She also held a roll of parchment in her hand.

"This is a baptism that all new students must undergo. Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

She looked at the parchment. All the new students were holding their breath for fear of missing their names.

"Marilyn Alexei!"

A little girl with slender black hair and a proud look jumped out of the freshman room. She put on a hat and sat down. After a moment's pause, the hat shouted: "Ravenclaw!"

Everyone at the second table on the left clapped their hands enthusiastically, and she raised a confident smile. When Marilyn joined them, several Ravenclaw students stood up and shook hands with her.

"Annie Parvisen!"

After the name was called, no one came up. Everyone had a puzzled look on their faces, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. At this moment, a man with yellow hair, two ponytails, and a lot of hair on his face was squeezed out from the crowd. The freckled girl walked toward the hat with her head lowered, looking very shy.

After she sat on the chair, Professor McGonagall put a hat on Annie's head, and the hat slipped down, just covering her eyes.

"Hufflepuff!" Hat didn't hesitate too much.

The people at the table to the right applauded and cheered Anne, welcoming her to their table.

"Jeff Norby!"

Leon had seen him on the platform. He was a black child. He only recently learned that he was a wizard.

"Gryffindor!"

Accompanied by the cheers of Gryffindor students, finally, the first Gryffindor House student was born.

Jeff went down happily, shaking hands with the Gryffindors one by one.

Then, when Professor McGonagall called the name, she showed a knowing smile: "Joy Granger - Weasley!"

Joey went up, and there were people discussing in groups of three or three below. When the hat was put on, it showed an extremely complicated expression, even though it only had one mouth.

"Hmm...is it Weasley again? Let me see. He is courageous, smart, and full of wisdom. I think Ravenclaw is a good choice. There, you will have some earth-shattering achievements. , the dawn is ahead."

Hearing this, Joy was a little shocked. She said quickly without thinking too much: "I don't want to go to Ravenclaw, I want to go to Gryffindor!"

"Oh, my boy, Gryffindor is good too, but I think, with your wisdom, Ravenclaw is a wise choice..."

Joey said firmly: "No, I'm going to Gryffindor!"

"Of course, I abide by everyone's decision. Have you thought about it? Ravenclaw can bring you infinite knowledge and power, don't you want? Okay, Gryffindor!"

Hat shouted the last words loudly, and at the same time, the Gryffindor table also burst into warm applause, welcoming Joey to his seat.

...

"Ilip Sawang!"

Leon paid attention and saw that it was the boy he had seen on the train.

I saw him sitting on the stool timidly, and Syl below shook his head and laughed.

"Hufflepuff!"

The Hufflepuffs also gave them warm applause.

He stumbled towards the Hufflepuff table and sat down carefully. Next to him was the shy girl in front of him, Anne Parvison. They greeted each other, but unexpectedly they became even more embarrassed. Even senior classmates didn't respond to his handshake. However, being able to do this should be quite satisfying in Yilip's heart.

"Next, Cyril Parkinson!"

When he heard this name, Leon frowned subconsciously. net

I saw an arrogant boy jumping out from the crowd and walking over in a grand manner. He smiled slightly. It was obvious that he liked the feeling of being noticed.

As soon as the hat was put on his head, almost at the same time, the hat shouted: "Slytherin!"

Parkinson swaggered to the Slytherin table again. It seemed that the Slytherin students welcomed him very much. Next to him were his best friends Paul and Deidara, both of whom were always flattering. expression.

"Rosta Christian!"

Leon was stunned for a moment. Rosta was the girl who hung out with Parkinson at the station, and she was...extremely precocious.

Although Rosta was wearing a wizard's robe, she was very bold. She even 'processed' it a little by herself and cut off a large piece of the hem. It looked like a skirt, the kind that went above the knees, and she looked individual. Slightly nondescript.

Leon had only seen this kind of skirt in the Leaky Cauldron. Speaking of the Leaky Cauldron, Leon suddenly thought of Hannah Abbott, the owner there. She was a very nice person, and even invited him and Grandpa Harry to have a drink, even though he was not old enough. , I can only drink juice.

She walked up confidently, enjoying the shouts of "Wow" from the boys below. Although she was only eleven years old, girls generally grew faster and their figures looked bumpy.

When she came over, Professor McGonagall frowned heavily. She did not rush to put the Sorting Hat on Rosta. Instead, she took out her wand and pointed it at her 'skirt'. Suddenly, the cut fabric grew again. Come out and wrap her exposed feet.

"Ah!" Rosta was startled, but Professor McGonagall faced all the students and said loudly: "I would like to reiterate that all students are not allowed to process wizard robes and must dress appropriately. Miss Rosta does not understand the school rules this time. I Just let bygones be bygones, I hope Miss Rosta will keep this school rule in mind."

Immediately afterwards, Professor McGonagall pressed the hat on Rosta's head forcefully without any explanation. Almost at the same time, the hat shouted loudly: "Gryffindor!"

Everyone applauded enthusiastically, especially the Gryffindor table.

After the applause stopped, Rosta went to Gryffindor and sat down. It could be seen that the senior classmates were working harder to welcome Rosta than to Jeff and Joey.

"Dylan Iverson!"

Joey snorted when the name was spoken.

Dylan was nervous, and Leon patted his back gently, hoping to ease his nervousness, even though Leon himself was feeling the same.

Dylan stepped forward tremblingly. The moment he sat down, his butt suddenly slipped and he fell to the ground.

It caused everyone to burst into laughter. Even the rigid and serious Professor McGonagall next to him turned his head and laughed secretly.

"I...I'm fine."

Dylan put his hat back on.

"He...!"

The hat hadn't finished speaking, but Dylan had already guessed where it would assign itself, "I'm going to Gryffindor!"

The words were spoken loudly, and McGonagall gave him a meaningful look. All the students in the front row below heard it, including Joey. She just smiled slightly and sat upright again.

"But you still lack the courage..."

"I know..." Dylan whispered with his eyes closed: "But I want to be with my friends!"

Hat hesitated.

After a while, the hat said: "For friends, well... this is also a kind of courage, isn't it?"

Then, the hat shouted: "Gryffindor!"

Another round of applause.

...

The second time the crowd burst into laughter was when Dem Longbottom came on stage. Because his head was too big, the hat couldn't fit in, so he had to put it on his head in a symbolic way.

Leon found that at the teacher's desk, a professor pursed his lips, as if he was not satisfied with Demu's performance. If expected, this should be Professor Neville Longbottom.

There are not many first-year students left who have not yet received the sorting ceremony.

When a student was sorted into Hufflepuff, Professor McGonagall said in a deep voice: "Leon, Leon Sirius Potter!"

Everyone stopped talking, Leon took a deep breath, and walked out of the team.

After a long pause, everyone started discussing again, and this time the atmosphere was extremely intense.

"Potter, is he that Potter?!"

"I have met him. It was published in the Daily Prophet some time ago. His grandfather is Harry, Harry Potter!"

"Oh, then he is so lucky..."

Only Parkinson looked at him with disgust, his expression extremely ferocious.

At this time, the eyes of the chief teachers were all fixed on Leon, extremely deep.

Especially the one sitting in the middle, wearing a robe and a pair of half-moon glasses. Behind the glasses are a pair of bright blue eyes, long flowing silver-white hair and beard, and a long aquiline nose that seems to have been broken. A few times ordinary, with extremely slender fingers, he is the current headmaster of Hogwarts, the great figure who once defeated Voldemort together - Albus Dumbledore.

It is said that he died in the war but was resurrected through the Resurrection Stone, but few people truly understand his experience.

"It's so similar..." Professor McGonagall murmured alone.

Leon said softly, "What did you say, Professor?"

"It's okay Potter."

At this time, Professor McGonagall saw that he was a little nervous and gently stroked his back, "Potter, don't be nervous, relax."

Leon glanced at him and said, "Okay, Professor McGonagall."

The hat was placed on Leon's head, and the hat paused for a moment.

"Gryffindor!"

Fortunately, no accident happened. Leon breathed a sigh of relief, and then ran to the Gryffindor table. Everyone was cheering for him and couldn't wait to shake his hand. The Gryffindor prefect was a A kind senior classmate with short brown hair, his name is Allen, Allen Alex.

"It's such a pleasure to meet you, Potter." Alan said happily.

Leon nodded, shook hands with him, and replied: "Me too, Allen!"