Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

On September 1991, 9, the weather was sunny and the night was slightly cool.

The Hogwarts Castle, located on the cliff beside the Black Lake, ushered in their annual freshman induction ceremony. The castle shone under the night sky with countless windows shining with light. Looking from a distance in the night, it seemed like Wearing a coat embellished with stars.

In the bustling auditorium, bursts of applause and cheers rang out as the patched, shabby and old sorting hat kept calling out the name of the college.

The long list was also getting shorter at this moment, maybe an hour or maybe longer, but when Professor McGonagall lowered her hand, everyone knew that this year's sorting ceremony should be over.

“Tuk Tuk Tuk~”

The sound of the knocking on the door was clearly transmitted into the auditorium hall. Dumbledore, who had just stood up, had not had time to announce the start of the dinner. This little accident attracted people's attention.

The students started talking about what happened. In the past, Sorting Day at Hogwarts had not been interrupted.

Even Dumbledore was a little surprised. He raised his hand and waved gently, and the door of the auditorium slowly opened.

The students also stopped whispering. They looked at the door curiously, waiting for the visitor to appear.

"Please forgive my intrusion, Professor Dumbledore."

A middle-aged man, about 40 to [-] years old, walked into the hall with a boy wearing a black hood and cloak.

"It seems that the sorting ceremony has just ended?"

The man saw the Sorting Hat and the Four-legged Stool that had not been taken away, and dinner had not yet started. He came at the right time.

"I wonder what urgent matter you have here?"

Dumbledore adjusted his half-moon glasses, but his eyes stayed on the young figure wearing a black hooded cloak.

"I sent this child to Hogwarts in order for him to catch up with the sorting ceremony. Five days ago, an extremely abominable kidnapping and murder occurred. This child was the only survivor we found during the raid on the dark wizard's stronghold. Or, his treatment at St. Mungo's was delayed for some days, so he couldn't catch the train to start school, but I can't let him miss the sorting ceremony that only happens once in his life."

A trace of doubt flashed through Dumbledore's eyes. No one was absent from this year's admission list, and all the old students from previous years were present without any omissions. This somewhat unexpected situation made Dumbledore feel a little bit confused. Surprised.

"Can you tell me your name, kid?"

Dumbledore stepped off the high platform where he was standing, walked up to the man and boy, and asked kindly.

"My name is Rollo, Rollo Selkas Sorrowwind."

The boy took off his black hood, revealing his black hair and a pair of amber eyes.

Just as the Auror said, Rollo was found in a basement similar to a prison when the Auror raided the dark wizard's stronghold five days ago.

At that time, his body suffered severe injuries, and countless signs of torture were all over his body. According to the therapist at St. Mungo's, the number of bones in his body, [-], almost doubled. He had never seen anyone who could He could still survive despite such severe injuries.

Fortunately, there are not many traumas caused by magic spells. Most of them are physical injuries. Although such injuries are serious, with the help of magic potions and magic spells, the broken body can be put back together. .

The only uncertainty is that the group of dark wizards used vicious magic such as the Cruciatus Curse on the child. Coupled with his shattered skull, the boy is likely to have uncertain sequelae after being rescued. In the wizarding world, the brain is still an extremely mysterious organ.

Then when the boy woke up, the therapist's guess became a reality. The boy forgot many things. Except for his own name, he couldn't even recall everything about his past life.

But the boy's optimism and strength impressed everyone who met him. The therapist also tried his best to help the boy recover quickly. But even so, in order to allow him to fully recover from his injuries without leaving any sequelae, When the treatment ended, it was already the afternoon of September [-]st.

Auror Tom, who led the team to rescue him, took the boy to Diagon Alley quickly, purchased first-grade textbooks, bought him a wand and school uniform, and went to Gringotts to handle the inheritance procedures for him. , and finally rushed to Hogwarts.

"Rollo Serkas Sadwind?"

Dumbledore repeated his name. Dumbledore, who was lost in thought, raised his hand. A simple, thick and huge book appeared next to him. With the tap of his wand, this huge book appeared. The book turned quickly, but in the end, the page where the book stayed was actually blank.

"It seems that no one in your family has ever attended Hogwarts, and even your name has not been recorded in the Book of Admission."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Auror Tom, who had brought Rollo here, with some confusion.

"Maybe their family chose to attend something other than Hogwarts?"

Although Tom was a little surprised, there was more than just one magic school in Europe: Hogwarts. Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were together with Hogwarts, the three major schools of magic education in Europe.

"Maybe." Dumbledore put away the huge magic book that was almost half a man tall. "I'm just a little curious. His name was not recorded in the collection. Children born in Europe can learn magic as long as they are talented. Names were recorded at birth, including those who ended up choosing Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.”

Hogwarts has a long history that ranks among the best in the entire wizarding world. Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are much inferior to Hogwarts in this aspect.

"So Professor, what do you mean is that he cannot study at Hogwarts?"

Tom asked with some confusion.

"No, of course not. Hogwarts welcomes every little wizard to attend."

Dumbledore paused, then took Rollo's hand.

"I was just sighing for a magical magic. There must have been a very powerful wizard in your family ancestors. He cast a powerful magic on your surname. It was so powerful that it was a magic prop left by the four giants of Hogwarts. I can’t even read your names.”

"As the Headmaster of Hogwarts, I am of course very happy to see a descendant of such a powerful wizarding family come to Hogwarts to attend school. This should be my honor."

"Would you like to join the Hogwarts family, son?"

Dumbledore bowed slightly and asked kindly.

Rollo did not answer immediately. When Dumbledore said the above words, Rollo suddenly felt enlightened.

He seemed to have somewhat figured out his current life situation. He originally thought that he was just an ordinary time traveler, and he never cared about his family. After all, he knew nothing about it.

During that attack, his parents, whom he had never met, were no longer there. The first thing he saw when he woke up was the white walls of St. Mungo's hospital room, and the only information about his family was when he inherited the Gringotts vault. Got a startling glimpse.

Rollo subconsciously grabbed the necklace hanging on his chest. This was the weirdest thing he got from the vault. There was a weird magic ritual sealed in the vault. After he completed the ritual to confirm his identity, Then he got this broken soul pendant called 'Heart of Fraternity and Protection'.

When Rollo heard Dumbledore's words, he finally remembered some records related to this strange surname.

This memory comes from his previous life, one...several books that suffered 404 misfortune.

He is the mother of all beasts!The powerful demigod who created many new races with his own power!

Possessing unique XP and super affinity to non-human beings, no matter whether they are cold-blooded creatures or hot-blooded creatures, whether silicon-based creatures or carbon-based creatures, as long as they are inhuman beings, they cannot escape the gentle touch of Emperor Beifeng. Intoxicated under his body, becoming one with it.

When recalling the origin of the surname of this writing gentleman named Biantai, pronounced biantai...

Rollo's heart collapsed and he swallowed endless wails.

But that's it...

Rollo placed the broken soul emblem necklace in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

"I just want to be a veterinarian who is an expert in the protection of magical creatures...How did I become the descendant of a beast X madman?"

Even Dumbledore, who was very close, didn't hear clearly the muttering in a very low voice. He subconsciously said, "What did you say, child?"

This sentence pulled Rollo's chaotic consciousness and heart about to collapse back from the boundary line of the abyss.

"Feel sorry."

Rollo's expression was dull and he spoke in a numb voice.

"I remembered something not so good....I'm sorry."

This heart-wrenching look made Dumbledore soften a little. He put his hands on Rollo's shoulders, and saw the despair in those numb eyes.

"Don't worry, this is Hogwarts. As long as I'm here, no one will hurt you again, I promise."

Dumbledore thought that Rollo was remembering the terrible experience before when he was absent-minded. Although Auror Tom only briefly mentioned "extremely abominable murder", the weight of this description was already heavy enough.

Behind the half-moon-shaped lenses is a pair of clear blue eyes. Although Dumbledore has an old face and gray hair, these eyes that contain infinite power can still bring people unprecedented peace of mind.

As long as he lives, he is the most powerful white wizard who can single-handedly suppress the entire England.

After feeling the kindness conveyed by Dumbledore, Rollo nodded subconsciously, and he was brought to the front of the Sorting Hat.

"Welcome our last classmate today, Rollo Selkas Sadwind."

Dumbledore spoke loudly, smiling and looking at the students who showed curious eyes.

"Perhaps a little welcome round of applause is needed at this time?"

Under his leadership, although the little wizards didn't know exactly what happened, they still cheered warmly and whispered about the origin of this mysterious boy.

Rollo sat on the four-legged stool, and the dirty sorting hat was gently placed on his head.

But the moment the hat touched him, the Sorting Hat's unusual behavior caused all the students in the room to shut their mouths and watch the hat in silence as it began to twist.