Harry Potter's Cousin Dudley at Hogwarts

"what!!!"

While Dudley and the others were waiting, suddenly several people screamed loudly from behind them.

And there were more and more screaming people, Dudley and the others turned around, and saw some translucent or milky white figures emerging from the wall behind them, whispering to each other and flying past the freshmen.

"That--that's..."

Dudley felt the weight of his sleeve, and turned his head to find that Ron was pulling his sleeve.

"Ghost!"

"Dudley, do you think people really turn into ghosts after death?" Although Harry was also a little scared, but there were more screams around him, and he was not so scared.

"Probably!" Dudley looked at the ghosts whizzing by, thinking that these ghosts gave him a lot of inspiration, as if studying the principles of research must have greatly improved his card production.

The ghosts passing by Dudley couldn't help shivering, and suddenly felt that some evil eyes were staring at them, and they all flew away from Dudley at a faster rate.

"Malfoy, are you okay?" After the ghosts dispersed, Harry realized that Malfoy had been holding his arm.

"It's okay, why is there something wrong with this young master? It's not because you're afraid to support you, Potter." Malfoy noticed that his hand was holding Harry Potter's arm, and immediately let go of his hand.

"Oh." Harry looked at Malfoy for a while, not believing that he was so enthusiastic, but his face was already pale, so he couldn't see anything.

"What are you looking at, why the hell isn't it ready yet." Malfoy watched Harry stare at him.

"What? Are you intoxicated by this young master's beauty?"

"Hehe." Harry couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and turned his head away from Malfoy.

"What? Guilty? Potter."

"You talk too much."

"Damn Potter, you—" Malfoy fumed.

At this time, a stern voice sounded, "Everyone is quiet, everyone is moving forward now, the sorting ceremony is about to begin."

It turned out that Professor McGonagall was back, and she directed the actions of the freshmen.

"Now everyone listen to my instructions and follow me in a single row." Professor McGonagall walked in front and shouted at the freshmen.

Follow Professor McGonagall through the corridor of the foyer and into the magnificently decorated auditorium.

Dudley could see that the older students were already sitting at the long tables, four long tables, with countless lighted candles floating above them to light them.

Even through the candles, Dudley couldn't see the ceiling of the Great Hall, only the twinkling stars.

There was another long table on the table in front of the four tables. Looking at the adults, Dudley felt that it should be where the professors sat, so the four long tables below might be the students from the four colleges.

Professor McGonagall asked the first-year students to stand in a row facing all the senior students.

Feeling that everyone in the auditorium was looking this way, hundreds of eyes were staring at him, and Dudley inexplicably had a strange thought that he felt like a piglet.

Sure enough, he still didn't like the feeling of being watched by a group of people.

Professor McGonagall placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students, and put a worn-out wizard hat with a patch on it.

Then Dudley saw the wizard's hat move, split open, and start singing.

In an instant, Dudley felt he was being attacked by the noise, the singing was really ugly, and the square dancing aunt in the previous life made people feel harsh.

After the wizard hat sang, the audience began to applaud. Seeing that everyone was applauding, Dudley had no choice but to clap his hands too.

"It's finally over, it's so ugly." Dudley couldn't help complaining to Harry.

"Yes, Dudley." Harry nodded in agreement.

"Now whoever I call by name comes up and sits on a stool and puts on a hat."

After the applause of the audience stopped, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward with a roll of parchment.

"Hannah Abbott!"

Dudley, a little girl with two blond braids, left the queue and went up.

"Hufflepuff," the hat called out shortly after putting it on.

At this time, the people at the table on the right began to applaud and cheer Hannah as a sign of welcome.

One by one freshmen were called by their names, and then they were sorted into various colleges.

"Hermione Granger!"

Then at last there was someone they knew.

Hearing the hat calling her name, Hermione quickly ran up to sit down.

"Gryffindor!" shouted the hat.

"Hmph, what a bad luck!" Ron snorted when he heard that Hermione was assigned to Gryffindor.

"What's the matter? Ron, you hate Miss Granger?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Hate? That's okay, I just don't like the way she preaches from above." Ron scratched his messy hair.

"Haha, Harry, Ron just hates Xueba." Dudley laughed.

"Dudley!!" Ron, whose mind was pierced, expressed dissatisfaction.

"Dudley Dursley!" Dudley's name was quickly called.

Dudley went up to sit and put on his hat when Dudley heard a small sound.

'Clever, brave, loyal, but lazy and unmotivated, Gryffindor! '

The loud Gryffindor at the end made Dudley, who listened carefully to the small voice, feel his head buzzing.

"Draco Malfoy!"

When Malfoy went up and passed Harry, "Potter, I'll be waiting for you in Slytherin."

Then swaggered up to sit and screamed, "Slytherin!" just as the hat touched his hair.

Seeing Malfoy coming down to look at him, Harry couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Slowly the freshmen went up one by one, and Harry felt more and more nervous as he saw that there were fewer and fewer people around him.

Finally, "Harry Potter!" The name was quickly called.

The nervous Harry didn't notice that because of his name, everyone in the auditorium stretched their necks to look at him.

Dudley, who was sitting below, saw Harry take a particularly long time to put on his hat.

Time passed by second by second.

"Gryffindor!"

Hearing that Harry had been assigned to Gryffindor, Dudley thought everyone at his table was crazy and yelled.

"Harry? Are you all right?"

Seeing Harry coming down, Dudley hastily offered him a seat, seeing Harry's expression was in a trance, and he was flustered.

"Here, try this, it should be better." Dudley took a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Harry.

"Dudley?"

"Come back to your senses?" Dudley asked, seeing that Harry was back to normal.

"Phew - I'm scared to death, I'm so nervous." Harry took a few deep breaths.

"What's wrong?" Dudley asked curiously.What the hat put Harry through.

"I was almost assigned to Slytherin by that hat. It said a lot to me, saying that I was brave, talented, and eager to prove myself. I didn't know it, but it knew it all. "Harry looked around and whispered into Dudley's ear.

"Fortunately, I'm smart, and I kept shouting in my head to go to Gryffindor. I didn't expect the hat to agree with me to come to Gryffindor." Harry took the chocolate Dudley gave him and ate it into his mouth.

"You hate Slytherins that much?"

"That's not true, but you've all come to Gryffindor. Well, if I go, I'll be alone."

Harry thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"Damn Potter!"