The Necromancer of Hogwarts

Time passed quickly on the train, and in the evening, the tall spire of Hogwarts appeared in the sight of the little wizards.

Xiang Yu had no intention of looking at the rioting children. When the Hogwarts Express stopped, he followed the guidance and walked straight into the Hogwarts auditorium.

This is the first time since he came to this world that he came to the prestigious Hogwarts. It has to be said that he is a little regretful, but today he can finally feast his eyes on it.

Compared with the Horror Castle in Romania, the Hogwarts castle is older and more comfortable. It lacks the cold elegance and has a bit more warmth.

"I feel that Hogwarts is indeed a very comfortable place to live." Xiang Yu nodded.

At the entrance to the auditorium, a voice rang out, "Professor Zaicek, can the environment of Hogwarts still impress you? Because I'm really worried that Hogwarts is different from where you usually stay. It won’t look luxurious enough.”

Let me mention here, Xiang Yu’s surname in the magic world is Zaicek, which is Zuo Wei’s surname.

Xiang Yu's heart moved slightly, and he looked there calmly. An old man with white beard and hair and glasses was looking at him.

The last time we met was when Xiang Yu first came to this world. Thanks to Dumbledore, Xiang Yu saved his life and was not sentenced to death on the spot. He was able to escape from Azkaban and walk his own path.

This time, Xiang Yu had completely changed his appearance, and Dumbledore didn't seem to recognize him.

"It's an honor, Professor Dumbledore." Xiang Yu bowed slightly to show respect, "Hogwarts is a very comfortable place. It's an honor to teach here and share a little knowledge with the children."

"I hope I didn't come too late and didn't keep the professors waiting."

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. "It's still a while before the dinner starts. Professor Zaicek, please come to the podium. The children will soon start the sorting ceremony. This is quite interesting."

Xiang Yu smiled and looked at the rostrum, where professors he was familiar with or unfamiliar to were sitting one after another.

He stepped onto the podium, said hello to the professors, and then sat next to Snape.

"We meet again, Professor Snape. Outside, we had a great time cooperating on the potion sales at Dilong Store, and here we can become colleagues again."

Snape twitched his lips and gave Xiang Yu a forced smile.

A few people nearby exchanged pleasantries, and the children outside began to enter one after another.

Xiang Yu leaned on the chair and admired the sorting ceremony below.

He changed many things in the wizarding world, but some things remained the same.

For example, at this year's sorting ceremony, the first one to come out was still the little blond girl named Hannah Abbott, and she was still sorted into Hufflepuff.

For another example, Hermione is still the first one of the main characters in the original book to be sorted.

But there are different things.

This time, the Sorting Hat was silent on Hermione's head for a long time, as if hesitating.

Hermione heard the Sorting Hat whispering in her mind "Weird... some things have changed, but some things have stayed the same. This is so weird, weird, weird, messed up."

"Even the wise Sorting Hat can't see how things will develop."

Hermione tried her best to endure the chattering of the Sorting Hat in her head, but she really hated being exposed to sight for so long.

"Hey, let's discuss whether we can hurry up. Wise Sorting Hat, you must know that if you are remembered by the professors on the first day, it will be very troublesome to do anything in the future."

"Find me a place with few things to do, no group interaction or troubles, where I can read freely and finish my homework easily. I heard when I came here that Ravenclaw is quite suitable, so maybe this is the place. "

The Sorting Hat muttered, "Are you sure? In Gryffindor, maybe you will achieve greater things."

Hermione said lazily, "People with talent will achieve success wherever they are."

The Sorting Hat sighed and immediately shouted "Ravenclaw!"

Hermione walked to the long table in Ravenclaw, and then used her abundant experience to immediately disappear into the dark crowd, completely covering up her presence, holding a book and reading with great pleasure.

Soon it was Malfoy.

The Sorting Hat muttered again for a while, "It's so weird, it feels the same as that girl did to me."

Not long after, the Sorting Hat called out "Slytherin!"

Malfoy didn't take it seriously and walked towards the Slytherin table.

Part of the Slytherins looked at him with envy and admiration in their eyes, but another part of them looked at him with resentment and disdain.

"The Malfoy family has become very popular in recent years, and their wealth and power have become even more amazing."

"By trying to please Squibs and making noises that make nobles feel ashamed, haha, the Malfoy family has also fallen. How can they deserve to be called nobles?"

Facing the many malicious looks, Draco snorted and glanced at Harry Potter.

Looks like he's going to be busy in Slytherin for a while.

If he couldn't deal with people like Slytherin who were hostile to him, then he wouldn't have the shame to trouble Harry Potter.

Finally, when there were not many people left, Harry and Ron were called up one after another.

"Oh, it still smells familiar."

"Children, there is a shadow of danger hanging over your future."

"But there are also good things. You have been attacked, which gives you a better ability to face the dangers ahead."

Without any incident, both Harry and Ron were sorted into Gryffindor.

Although this made them happy, the Sorting Hat's cloudy words also made them a little worried.

Harry has been thinking in his mind, what is the danger that the Sorting Hat said he would face?

Could it be from the mysterious man who killed his parents?

He subconsciously looked at the podium, and at this time, waves of pain came from the scar on his forehead.

Harry's eyes met a certain professor on the rostrum, and the pain became more intense.

He quickly turned his eyes, feeling a storm in his heart.

"Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape, they're both looking at me."

Harry added mentally.

"But I think Professor Snape is a good person. He knows my mother. So, Professor Quirrell doesn't like me anymore. But why?"

He turned his head and asked Percy who was sitting next to him.

"Do you know how old Professor Quirrell is this year?"

Percy frowned and thought for a moment, "Not sure, but it shouldn't be very big. He just became a professor at Hogwarts not long ago."

Harry nodded slightly and thought, "Then there should be no conflict between Quirrell and my parents."

"Then why do I feel the malice coming from him? Even the scar hurts?"

"After eliminating all possibilities, there are not many choices for the truth..."

Harry took a deep breath.

"I hope my instincts are wrong, but I need to start learning how to protect myself first."

"I also know Professor Snape. Maybe I can learn some magic to protect myself from him."

On the second day of enrollment, Harry found out where Professor Snape's office was and came here.

"Professor Snape, I want to learn magic from you."

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