Weasley is our king at Hogwarts

When this wrinkled hat saw the arrival of the first-grade wizard, he opened his mouth and sang!

"You may think I'm not pretty

But don't judge a book by its cover

......"

To be honest, the hat's singing was so unpleasant that Fred held his ears with both hands. George and the other little wizards next to him also had bitter expressions on their faces. On the contrary, Dumbledore on the high platform enjoyed it very much and even took pictures. He raised his hand.

After finally waiting for the Sorting Hat to finish singing, Professor McGonagall held the pointed tip of the Sorting Hat with one hand and a long piece of parchment in the other and said: "Whoever's name I call now will come over and sit on the stool. Come on, put on your hat, and we'll do the sorting ceremony."

"Pattinson Carey," Professor McGonagall called.

A fat little boy with brown hair squeezed out from the crowd. He sat on the small stool tremblingly, and Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on his head.

The Sorting Hat pursed his lips, "Oh, you are such a chubby little guy who loves to eat. Do you want to have dinner? Then go, Hufflepuff!"

A huge cheer erupted from the row of tables on the far left, and they shouted, "Hufflepuff!"

"Gena Rowlands!" After the fat guy went down, a little girl with blond hair in twin ponytails came up.

She didn't have the slightest bit of timidity, and sat calmly on the stool. After the Sorting Hat thought about her little head for a few seconds, she said, "You are a very brave little girl, and she is also very smart. So where are you going?" ?Ravenclaw is more suitable for you!"

"Bah, bang, bang, bang~" What was different was the long-lasting bursts of applause coming from the dining table in the second row on the left.

......

"Lee Jordan!" Professor McGonagall's voice sounded.

Li Qiaodan looked a little excited and almost fell down when he walked up.

The Sorting Hat muttered to himself on Li Jordan's dreadlocked head, "It's a wonderful fate. African witchcraft is actually very magical, but obviously, you are more suitable for Hogwarts. Gryffindor is Your destination!"

"Coax~"

"Gryffindor~Gryffindor~Gryffindor~"

The table in the second row on the right shouted Gryffindor like a slogan, very rhythmically.

"George Weasley!"

It's George's turn!

George and Fred looked at each other, shrugged, spread their hands, and walked up.

Before Professor McGonagall put the sorting hat on George's head, he started to shout, "Oh, red hair! You can tell he is from the Weasley family at first glance! Your family has never been outside Gryffindor." Where’s the wizard!”

But the Sorting Hat still patiently touched George's hair and shouted, "Gryffindor!"

There was another revelry at the Gryffindor table.

"Fred Weasley!" followed by Fred.

Fred took a deep breath and tried his best to clear his mind, leaving only the words Gryffindor. He repeated them repeatedly, and then sat on the small stool.

However, the Sorting Hat seemed a little impatient and rolled his eyes, "Another Weasley, there are actually two this year! You don't have to think about it to know!"

When Professor McGonagall tried to put the Sorting Hat on Fred's head, the Sorting Hat shouted: "Gryffindor!"

"Gryffindor! It's Gryffindor!" Fred was ecstatic. The most important thing is that the Sorting Hat doesn't even bother to use Legilimency!

The most thrilling level since time travel has finally been passed!The stone on Fred's chest suddenly disappeared, and he returned to his usual unruly nature, running and jumping, and high-fiving George who was already sitting at the Gryffindor table.

After all the first-year students were sorted into different houses, the entire auditorium was noisy. Professor McGonagall sat next to Dumbledore, picked up the golden spoon on the table and tapped the glass.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

The students who were sitting closer stopped talking, and the students who were further away stopped talking when they saw that the classmates next to them had closed their mouths.

Professor McGonagall said: "Please pay attention!"

Then Dumbledore stood up next to him, "Before the banquet begins, I want to say, idiot! Cry! Residue! Screw it! Thank you everyone!"

"What is he talking about?" Fred was a little strange.

Percy next to him looked at Dumbledore and said, "Ignore him. Dumbledore is like this, making people confused."

Dumbledore waved his hands, and the originally empty four rows of dining tables were filled with all kinds of food!

There were boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, mashed potatoes, steak, lamb chops, pork chops, and for some reason, peppermint candies.

"Wow! So much delicious food! If it were available every day, I wouldn't want to go home to eat!" George's eyes widened.

"The British really like to eat potatoes!" Fred thought to himself.

But Fred, who had hardly eaten that day, didn't care so much anymore. He put his hands together, a pork chop in one hand, and a large chicken drumstick in the other, and started gnawing directly.

The aroma of meat, sweetness, saltiness, and sourness filled Fred’s mouth. This is one of the greatest happiness in life!

Just as Fred was eating enthusiastically, an almost transparent figure suddenly appeared on the table, startling everyone. The chicken drumsticks in Li Jordan's hand were so frightened that they dropped on the table.

Fred could vaguely see that this was a man dressed like a medieval man, with some gray hair and a ceremonial robe like a skirt.

"Who are you? Why are you scaring us all of a sudden!" Li Qiaodan was startled and seemed a little angry.

"Me? I am the ghost of Gryffindor, Sir Nicholas of Mimsy Porpington, and I apologize if I have frightened you." After the ghost said this, he seemed to want to take off the hat on his head and salute.

But he has no hat!Just as Fred thought this, the ghost grabbed his head, pulled it off his neck, and saluted!

"what!"

There were cries and howls on the dining table, and the first-year students were frightened and panicked.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to bring my hat, haha!" Sir Nicholas put his head back on his neck.

Fred and George gave Sir Nicholas two thumbs up with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

After having enough wine and food, the food remnants on the table flashed by and slowly disappeared.

There was another "ding ding ding~" on the high platform, attracting everyone's attention.

"Before everyone goes to bed, I have something to say," Dumbledore said loudly. "First-year students, please note that the woods on campus are strictly prohibited for students. Also, the administrator, Mr. Filch, also asked me to remind everyone. , please do not cast magic in the corridor during class; the review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester, and any students who are interested in joining the college team please contact Mrs. Huo Qi."

"Then, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore shouted.

However, the smiles of all the teachers on the high platform froze instantly, including Professor McGonagall, who was sitting next to Dumbledore. Their expressions were frozen, their little eyes twinkling, and they didn't know what they were thinking.