I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Although Harry thought the girl was crazy.

He was eager to verify whether it was his hallucination, and pulled Ron to point to the horses.

But the answer was obvious, but Ron couldn't see it.

This made Harry think he might need to go to the school hospital.

"You won't go crazy or anything, I can see them too."

A trance voice sounded, it was Luna, she was putting her hand on the scary-looking horse.

That didn't reassure Harry, because being like a crazy girl wasn't a good thing.

Maybe I really want to go to the school hospital to see.

The carriage moved, its wheels creaking on the dirt.

Harry began to worry about Hagrid again.

The three little ones were in a car with Ginny and Luna.

Staggeringly, people's minds are drawn to the distance.

Crookshanks was a little restless, and jumped onto Luna's lap opposite him.

Its paws were facing Luna's pocket, looking for something.

"Crookshanks." Hermione hurried to carry Crookshanks back.

Looking down, she saw Luna's shoes and said apologetically, "Crookshanks is restless, your shoes?"

Luna didn't care very much, she looked down at her shoes, her voice was ethereal as if she was singing, "The shoes John gave me, it never played hide-and-seek again."

Luna's words were always so confusing, and Hermione could tell that it was from John.

Harry and Ron also noticed that the shoes were different from the others.

"Cool." Ron said subconsciously when he saw the cool pattern.

"It's beautiful," Luna said, "and it doesn't hide."

"Hiding without shoes." Hermione retorted, Crookshanks was still a little restless, so Hermione had to grab it harder.

"It's okay," Luna said in a trance, "it's just looking for the horned snoring beast."

"Horned Snork?" Harry leaned closer to Hermione, wanting her answer.

But Miss Know-It-All didn't know what it was this time, she shook her head again and again.

"puff."

It sounded like someone farting, and several people in the car subconsciously covered their noses, except Luna.

She had a normal look on her face, and there was a little guy on the stopper necklace she was wearing.

Crookshanks issued a warning sound, and the eyes of the three little ones were drawn to it.

"This is?" Hermione dared to bet, searching through the memories in her mind, she couldn't find anyone like this one.

The Horned Snork grabbed Luna's necklace and slid through her hair.

Being watched by so many people, it got nervous and made the same farting sound again.

The horned snoring beast disappeared in full view.

"Harry, your shoulder." Harry was looking for it when he heard Ginny's reminder.

He looked sideways, and saw that the horned snoring beast was grabbing its own robe with its two paws.

"It likes you." As soon as Luna finished speaking, the Horned Snork moved again, onto Hermione's shoulder. "I was wrong, it doesn't like you."

The appearance of the curved-horned snoring beast made the cabin a bit more like a research conference.

Luna held it in both hands, and the Horned Snoring Beast appeared in Luna's hands with a puff.

"What is this?" Ginny asked her girlfriend.

"Curved-horned snoring beast." Luna said in a trance with her eyes curved, "it's very timid."

Ron reached out his hand to touch it, and the horned snoring beast immediately looked like it was about to fight, with a cold light shining from its two horns.

Ron was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand, "It's not good at all."

Harry tried to touch it, only to see the crooked snoring beast trembling slightly.

"puff."

The Crooked-Horned Snork disappeared, and Harry looked around, but he didn't see it in the carriage.

...

"John?"

Daphne blinked, looking at the little guy popping out of John's shoulder.

John smiled, reached out and touched the crooked horned snoring beast's head.

"The little guy is quite accurate."

The horned snoring beast jumped into John's small bag, and after a while, it came out with its head on the dragon fruit.

Malfoy leaned over, pointed his finger at the horned Snork's head, and flicked it.

The horned snoring beast rolled around a few times and mooed at Malfoy angrily.

Malfoy was grinning very nastyly, looking very underwhelmed.

John was speechless. This guy is probably able to defend his place on the Hogwarts Hate List this semester.

The carriage stopped in front of the oak gate, and the Horned Snork sat on Malfoy's head and refused to get off.

To scare Malfoy, he just cut his hair in the middle.

Whoops, what are you doing—

Fortunately, the horned snoring beast didn't stay for long, and after a sound of farting, the horned snoring beast disappeared.

"It's gone?"

Malfoy touched his head cautiously, the remaining dragon juice made him look unhappy.

"To its owner." John snapped his fingers, and the dirt from Malfoy's hair was blown away by the wind.

Walk through the foyer into the auditorium.

The auditorium is full of college dining tables, the dome is the dark sky, and candles are floating above the dining tables.

John looked up at the teaching desk. Hagrid was absent, and the oversized chair was put away and replaced with a normal one.

The sexy girl with tall red lips was wearing a linen windbreaker and had big wavy hair. She subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette, but finally held back.

Ozzy Heard.

Another location, the little pink lady, Dolores Umbridge.

She sat next to Dumbledore and talked with Dumbledore, with a sense of superiority and pride in her expression.

Although he was suspended from his duties, Dumbledore would not be absent from such banquets as the start of school.

Dumbledore talked to Umbridge with a smile, and didn't seem to care about being excluded.

In the distance, John made eye contact with the old man.

For a split second, John looked away.

Sitting at the Slytherin table, Daphne sat to John's right.

There was room to his left, no one was sitting.

Malfoy looked at that position, his eyes darkened.

Daphne too, they didn't say anything.

As students entered, the table became more crowded.

The bloody Barrow floated over and said in a deep voice, "I've heard it all. If he's at Hogwarts, he must be a Slytherin."

"Thank you." John whispered back.

The bloody Baron nodded and floated to the other side.

After a while, almost all the people arrived.

Harry, a difficult household in the past, was not late for the sorting ceremony.

The woman who took Hagrid's place at Hogsmeade came in, and she went straight to Hagrid's place and sat down.

The unlucky first-year freshman was led in by Professor McGonagall in shock, and the long line stopped.

Professor McGonagall brought out the Sorting Hat and the stool, but the Sorting Hat still looked sloppy and dirty.

It seems that the idea of ​​the Weasley twins washing the Sorting Hat while they are at school is out of the question.

Under everyone's gaze, the Sorting Hat began to sing:

"Long ago I was a new hat,

Hogwarts hadn't been built yet,

……

Slytherin takes wizards like himself,

Scheming, pure blood..."

John narrowed his eyes when he heard this. The Sorting Hat seemed to want to reveal a different message.

The Sorting Hat over there is still singing.

"There was a time,

The school looked like it was dying.

Countless quarrels, countless strife,

Former good friends turned against each other.

Then finally one morning,

Old Slytherin left suddenly.

Though the strife had subsided by then,

He's still frustrating us..."

It seems to be warning something, the more the Sorting Hat sings, the louder it becomes.

It reminds Slytherin, and makes the Slytherin students focus on it.

"The enemy outside the school is watching.

We must be united internally,

Otherwise everything will fall apart from within.

I have told you frankly,

I have sounded the alarm for you...

Now let's start sorting. "

After singing, John heard the sound of Malfoy's fist hitting the table.

"What does it mean? To imply that Slytherin has let Hogwarts down?" said Malfoy darkly. "Or does it mean we're going to split?"

Daphne also had a bad complexion, or in other words, the students who understood the lyrics felt something was wrong.

John glanced at the Sorting Hat. This ancient alchemy seemed to be pointing to something.

Is it a warning to unite?

The return of Voldemort, or something else?

John narrowed his eyes, fingering the ring.

...