Soaring at Hogwarts

"My life also has a limit, but my knowledge also has no limit. If I have a limit, I will follow the limitless, and that's it! If I have become a knower, that's it!"

This passage appeared on the notebook.

From "Zhuangzi".

Zhuangzi, together with Laozi, is called "Laozi and Zhuangzi" and is revered by Taoists.During the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, Zhuangzi was conferred the title of Nanhua Zhenren by imperial edict, and the book "Zhuangzi" was also regarded as the "Nanhua Zhenjing".

The meaning of this sentence is: "Human life is limited, but knowledge is infinite. If you use your limited life to pursue infinite knowledge, you will fall into fatigue; if you continue to pursue knowledge in this way, you will be even more exhausted. !”

"So, how about Slytherin? With your ability and status, you will be very popular there."

"No need!" Ian said firmly. He didn't want to live at the bottom of a dark lake.

"Gryffindor? With courage and determination, it's a great place to make friends."

"Well..." Ian was a little confused.

The Sorting Hat noticed what Ian meant: "Hufflepuff?! I have to say, it's not impossible, but the children there have different personalities from yours, and you may feel out of place..."

"...Hufflepuff if you can."

The notebook reminded Ian of one thing, that is, to pursue wisdom, not knowledge or cleverness.

You can not excel in exams, you can have an average memory, but you can still have wisdom - of course, according to Ian's point of view, it would be great to have some smart knowledge along the way.

If we were to say which one of the four houses has the most "wisdom", Ian thought, it would probably be Hufflepuff.

It is generous without any corners, it is as straightforward as it is bending, it is as clumsy as it is great as it is clever, and it is as indifferent as it is to argue.

Hufflepuff is the most inclusive of all houses and values ​​members' hard work, tolerance, loyalty and fair play.There have been outstanding characters such as Newt Scamander and Bridget Wenlock.

What, you said Hufflepuff is the weakest of the four houses?That's a coincidence, "the weak, the Tao is useful".

"If you so decide," shouted the Sorting Hat, "Hufflepuff!"

Ian heard a burst of whispers, but he ignored them. He just greeted the teachers on the staff bench and sat on the Hufflepuff table on the right.

Those whispers came from some young wizards they knew or didn't know, and they never thought that the wandmaker's apprentice would actually go to Hufflepuff.

The Weasleys were all disappointed. Fred and George were hoping for one more member of the prank team!Ron in the team became even more nervous and worried that he would not be able to go to Gryffindor.

Perhaps because they are leaders in the wizarding world, the Heseltine family has a good relationship with Professor Flitwick, and Haydn would send him gifts every Christmas.

He must have been a little disappointed that he didn't go to Ravenclaw this time, and it seemed so, but Professor Flitwick still gave Ian a round of applause.

Hufflepuff's prefect, Gabriel Truman, stood there and shook Ian's hand, "Welcome to Hufflepuff, Ian Heseltine. I am Gabriel Truman, the prefect. , this will be your home from now on.

If you have any questions, you can come to me, or any of the Hufflepuff seniors, and of course, the Fat Monk. "

Ian found a seat to sit down, and before the sorting was over, he took a look at all the Hufflepuff classmates.

Among the freshmen are Hannah Abbott, Ernie MacMillan, Justin Finch-Leary, Susan Bones, Wayne Hopkins, Oliver Rivers, Roger Malone... Of course, we also saw Cedric Diggory, sitting quite far away from Ian.

When the sorting was completed - Ron and Harry were still in Gryffindor - Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment, picked up the Sorting Hat and left.

Professor Dumbledore stood up with a smile on his face. He opened his arms and said, "Welcome! Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words.

That is: idiot!Cry!residue!screw!

thank you all! "

Ian thought wickedly that if Professor McGonagall was still here, Dumbledore probably wouldn't say these strange things.

The table was filled with food at once, including roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea shoots, carrots, gravy, tomato sauce...

Ian took some pea shoots and put them on his plate.Cloris always put a lot of meat on his plate, but even so, Ian still didn't grow any stronger.

Now that he is at Hogwarts, Ian has the opportunity to eat more vegetarian food and observe fasting.

"Eat more, child," the fat monk appeared, "Looking at how thin you are, you must be starving."

An unknown senior next to him brought the plate of lamb chops over: "Can't you reach it? Let me help you."

Um...well, don't care about those days.

"thank you very much."

The fat monk began to chat with the new little wizards about his story. He was very dissatisfied with his failure to become a cardinal, and he still felt resentful even after becoming a ghost.

McMillan asked curiously: "How did you die?"

"Those guys in the church don't believe in magic or God's grace!" the fat monk said dissatisfiedly. "They say that my treatment of pox is just to poke the peasants with a stick."

What he didn't say was that he always used to conjure rabbits from the Holy Communion Cup during his lifetime. People in the church would not think that this was magic or a gift from God.

After a hearty and delicious dinner, Dumbledore talked about the things to pay attention to in the new semester and sang a school song that had never appeared again.

Then, it's bedtime.

Gabriel took the little badgers down to the underground corridor, next to the kitchen.

"Here is the kitchen. If you woke up late on weekends and missed breakfast and want to find something to eat, you can go in. The elves will welcome you very much," Gabriel said, pointing to the portrait of the fruit plate at the door. "Just scratch the fruit plate. Just like the pears. But now, let’s take you to the lounge first.”

Walking to a pile of large wooden barrels in the corner of the corridor, Truman introduced: "We don't have a password, but the common room is the only common room that has not been seen by anyone outside Hufflepuff College in more than 1000 years. It is the only common room among all public rooms. The safest room in the lounge.

The secret is here, pay attention, if you want to enter, tap the bottom of the second barrel in the middle of the second row according to the rhythm of 'Helga Hufflepuff'.like this……"

Truman demonstrated it again: "Hul...Ga...Hutch...Patch..."

The lid of the barrel slowly rotates open, revealing a passage leading underground that a person can climb in.

"Oh!" The little wizards were all surprised.

"You must pay attention to the rhythm, otherwise you will be like Sister Tonks, who was splashed with vinegar by the barrel!" Truman emphasized again, "Finally, be careful to keep a low profile and keep this secret, little badgers!"

Climbing into the common room one by one, Ian was delighted to find that he liked this place very much.

Although the Hufflepuff common room is underground, it is not oppressive. Through the circular windows, you can see the grass in the night.

The low hall is equipped with many round soft-seat sofas in the Hufflepuff school colors: yellow and black, all clean and simple.

A badger is carved on the honey-yellow wooden mantelpiece against the wall, and above it is a portrait of Helga Hufflepuff, the founder of the academy, who is happily greeting the new little badgers.

There are many plants decorating the window sill and under the ceiling. Ian has never seen them before. They must be magic plants - there is a sleeping grass snoring softly.

"Those plants were brought by Professor Sprout. Take good care of them. They can bring a lot of color to our lives - our common room is the most comfortable, and the dormitory is underground and very quiet."

There are two perfect circular doors on the wall. The male and female prefects guide the male and female students through respectively: "Okay, it's time to rest. Let's explore our college tomorrow."

Ian found his bunk: a four-poster bed covered with patchwork sheets and hung with warm yellow velvet curtains.

His suitcase is placed next to him. The bedside is a copper lamp that emits warm light. There is also a copper bed heater placed on the wall next to the bed for people with cold feet.

Really comfortable.

Spreading out on the bed contentedly, Ian felt as if he had forgotten something.

Closing his eyes, the notebook appeared, with the writing on it still not disappearing: "If you are brave, you will kill; if you are brave, you will live. Both of these may be beneficial or harmful. Who knows the reason for the evil of heaven? Therefore, the saint is like a saint. Difficult.

The way of heaven is good at winning without fighting, good at responding without speaking, coming without being called, being cautious but good at planning, and the net of heaven is vast, sparse but not lost. "

"Hmm, does this mean...Gryffindor?"

Ian guessed it came to mind when the Sorting Hat said Gryffindor during the Sorting.

"Gryffindor!"

Ian thought about what he had forgotten. Samantha must have thought that he would be in Gryffindor.

"Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow..."