Harry Potter: We are all descendants of our ninth uncle!

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"Not in my place, but in front of your roommates and classmates!!!"

Professor McGonagall emphasized: "After all, it's not me who lives with you and your pets!!!"

"Okay, Professor McGonagall."

Li Xian smiled and nodded.

"Also, Professor Lin!"

McGonagall's eyes fell on Ninth Uncle Lin Zhengying, who had deliberately remained silent throughout the whole process: "Professor Dumbledore, let me tell you again, the ghosts in Hogwarts coexist with us... They are extremely Some guys don't have any bad intentions except for being naughty, so please treat them kindly."

"I have read the history of your school."

Uncle Jiu nodded. Although when he knew this, it was difficult to accept an environment where humans and ghosts coexisted, but under the guidance of his daughter Lin Azhi, he still chose to accept it.

"But please tell those ghosts that we in Maoshan are incompatible with their attributes! So they..."

"I'll tell them to stay away from you."

"Thank you."

The two old guys looked at each other suspiciously.

really......

Dumbledore was right, some ideas cannot be changed easily.

Professor McGonagall just smiled at this and had to admire Dumbledore's foresight.

At the same time, Uncle Jiu also realized... It seems that Dumbledore must have spent a lot of time understanding him and the Maoshan he represented!

Afterwards, the two of them, led by Professor McGonagall... arrived at the Great Hall of Hogwarts. It is also home to the Hogwarts restaurant.

It is magical, wonderful and magnificent, and it is also a place where various banquets are held.

There are four long tables, representing the four colleges respectively. There is another long table on the table at the top of the restaurant, which is the old teacher's seat.

Thousands of candles floated in mid-air in the auditorium; the roof was enchanted to look like the sky outside.

At this moment, the ceiling has changed into a starry sky that is almost in sync with the outside world.

"Students, this is Professor Lin who was specially hired by Hogwarts from the East to teach you Eastern Maoshan Studies!"

Uncle Jiu calmly followed Professor McGonagall's introduction and walked to an empty seat at the old teacher's bench to sit down.

The position was just to the left of Dumbledore, separated by two people.

Although there is not so much emphasis on the order of seats here, in Uncle Jiu's eyes, this position is just right, showing respect without being too intimate.

While Uncle Jiu was sitting down... the eyes of the entire auditorium were fixed on him.

After all, the news that he became famous in one battle still retains a lot of popularity. And the Maoshan Studies course he represents is one of the main topics discussed.

In some ways, it even takes away more than half of the halo of the protagonist Harry Potter.

As Uncle Ninth took his seat, Professor McGonagall continued to preside over the sorting ceremony.

The first-year students had been standing there for a long time, looking at the sorting hat in Professor McGonagall's hand with complicated and impatient eyes.

Following Uncle Jiu, Li Xian, who didn't attract much attention, stood quietly at the back of the crowd.

"Hello, Li Xian! We meet again..."

"Hello! Neville, how is your grandmother recently?"

"It's good. I didn't have time to thank you last time. My grandma asked me to bring you a gift. I will give it to you after the sorting is over."

"Thank you, then I'll be disrespectful!"

Li Xian responded to Neville with a smile!

After Gringotts, Mrs. Longbottom asked an owl to write a letter to Uncle Jiu and Li Xian to express her gratitude.

As for the gift Neville mentioned, Li Xian's intuition told him... that Neville should probably forget about it in a while.

After the Sorting Hat finished his song, the audience burst into applause. Hat bowed to the four dining tables one by one, and then lay still on the four-corner stool.

At this time, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in her hand:

"Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting..."

"Hannah Abbott!"

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Freshmen stepped forward one by one, passed the sorting hat, and were assigned to different houses.

Susan Bones, Terry Boot, Mandy Bloch...Hermione Granger.

As each new student's branch was confirmed, cheers of applause erupted from the table of the representative branch.

With the emergence of the name "Harry Potter", the second character of much attention in this scene appeared.

For a time, the restaurant was crowded with people, and everyone looked up, hoping to see his appearance clearly.

After a short wait, the Sorting Hat shouted the words "Gryffindor" as before.

Just when he excitedly rushed to the Gryffindor table and breathed a huge sigh of relief. Of course he didn't notice that he got the loudest cheers. And it lasted a long time...

Naturally, no one noticed Li Xian who came on stage for the sorting ceremony right after him, and no one even heard the words "Ravenclaw".

So just when Li Xian thought he could walk to the table where Ravenclaw was sitting in such a low-key manner...

Suddenly, Professor McGonagall stopped him.

When he heard the words "Ravenclaw", Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief: That's great! ! ! This guy wasn't sorted into Gryffindor! ! ! If he is assigned to our college, I don’t know how much trouble he will cause...

She subconsciously looked at Harry, Ron, Hermione and other freshmen who were assigned to her own house... and nodded with satisfaction, because they all seemed to be more obedient children.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Li Xian!"

It was only then that everyone in the auditorium noticed this handsome young man with a pure oriental face. In addition to Uncle Ninth and Dumbledore, even Ravenclaw's headmaster, Professor Filius Flitwick, was paying attention to Harry Potter the whole time and did not notice that the last one had just been assigned to his own house. new life.

"Any questions? Professor McGonagall?"

Li Xian looked at Professor McGonagall in confusion.

"Is such that......"

Professor McGonagall turned to Dumbledore and said: "Professor Dumbledore, regarding Mr. Li Xian bringing a zombie into the school, for the sake of student safety, I have some questions that need to be confirmed on the spot."

"Zombie? What zombie?"

"Is it a resurrected zombie?"

"Isn't that the product of dark magic?"

"Why is this guy carrying a resurrected zombie?"

There was a buzz of discussion in the auditorium immediately.

Li Xian explained: "Sorry, our zombies in Maoshan are different from the zombies you know as resurrected zombies!"

"Oh?"

Professor McGonagall said: "Then you have to ask our Defense Against Dark Arts teacher..."

Soon someone's eyes fell on Professor Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

Because Professor Quirrell boasted more than once that his hat was a reward for defeating the resurrected zombies, but many of his students doubted this because the hat smelled of garlic and was originally used to protect against vampires. , and when asked how he defeated the resurrected zombies, the professor immediately changed the subject.

But such a question should not be difficult to answer for teachers who teach Defense Against the Dark Arts courses.

Just when Professor McGonagall asked the question "Professor Quirrell, are the resurrected zombies a product of black magic?"

Professor Quirrell started performing again in front of the public. He stammered for a long time and couldn't say a word clearly. Professor Snape, who was sitting next to him, glanced at him coldly, his eyes full of indifference and indifference. Disdain...

Snape immediately stood up and explained on his behalf:

"The resurrected zombie is a very famous product of black magic, invented by the magicians of Voodoo, the primitive religion of West Africa. In the final analysis, it is a zombie that can walk, a zombie that looks like a human but is actually lifeless and soulless. The walking zombies. They cannot feel pain and are not afraid. They are often used as weapons by dark wizards. Although there is no evidence that such zombies really exist..."

When he said this, Snape once again glanced at Professor Quirrell who was still performing:

"But wherever there is Voodoo, there are stories like this circulating. And our Professor Quirrell said that not only did he see a resurrected zombie, he even won a victory! I believe he can tell the truth from the false!"