Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

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Aisha smiled and sat on the teacher's seat of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, waving in the direction of Iger with a smile, and Iger returned a big smile.

"It's great, we finally have a normal-looking Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher..." Harry grinned across from Iger.

Elsa is on the right with Snape, and on the left is Professor Flitwick. At this time, Professor Flitwick is happily talking to Elsa with her head raised. It seems that Elsa is very interested in becoming a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. Yes.

Even Professor Sprout was chatting enthusiastically with Elsa across Professor Flitwick. Of course, with Professor Flitwick's height, she could look at Elsa as long as she turned her head.

"Oh, come on..." Ron sighed. "I'm starving, I feel like I can eat Buckbeak raw now..."

"You can negotiate with it. If I remember correctly, you eat the most crucible cake at noon, and neither Ginny nor I eat it." Hermione frowned.

Ron was a little embarrassed: "Boys, when you grow up..."

"Iger is also growing, and he doesn't eat that much." Ginny snorted.

"He's a demon, but with a body, wings, tail, horns..." Harry added, then laughed.

The door of the auditorium opened, and everyone became quiet. Professor McGonagall led a group of freshmen to the front of the auditorium.

"When I saw them, I felt that the rain just now was nothing. Did they fish from the lake?" Ron muttered softly.

A group of budding freshmen shivered at the curious eyes of the old students, and I don't know if they were scared or frozen...

Professor McGonagall put a triangle stool in front of the freshman, and put the tattered sorting hat on the triangle stool. The first-year freshmen blinked and stared at the torn hat. Iger also grinned and waited for the Sorting Hat's new song this year. For a while, the auditorium was silent.

Finally, as soon as the crack near the brim opened like a mouth, the Sorting Hat suddenly sang:

That was over a thousand years ago,

I've just been woven into shape,

There are four famous wizards,

Their names have survived to this day:

Brave Gryffindor, from the barren swamp,

Beautiful Ravenclaw, from the quiet riverside,

Merciful Hufflepuff, from the open valley,

Smart Slytherin, from that quagmire.

They share one dream, one wish,

At the same time, there is a bold plan,

To cultivate young wizards into talents,

That's how Hogwarts School was founded.

The four great wizards

Each one builds his own academy,

in the students they teach

The talents that are valued vary.

According to Gryffindor, the bravest

should receive the highest reward;

Ravenclaw thinks the smartest

always the most promising;

Hufflepuff felt that the hardest working

are most eligible for admission to the College;

And the power-hungry Slytherin

I like those ambitious teenagers the most.

The four sorcerers in their living years

Personally select the best students,

But when they slept in Jiuquan,

How to pick out the talents among the students?

Gryffindor figured it out,

He took me off his head,

The Big Four have injected me with ideas,

From now on, it's up to me to choose and evaluate!

Well, buckle me well on the head,

I've never seen it before,

I want to see your mind,

Find out which college you belong to!

At the end of the singing, there was warm applause in the auditorium.

"This year's work isn't bad, isn't it?" Harry grinned and slapped.

"Fortunately, after all, he's just a hat, and he has a whole year to come up with a song..." Iger nodded.

For the next sorting ceremony, Iger was a little bit lacking in interest.

"Look, Iger, Harry." Not far away, Colin whispered to Iger and Harry: "That's my brother, Dennis Creevey."

Iger turned his head to look, and a dog boy in a Hagrid's mole fur coat stumbled and sat on the stool.

"Gryffindor!" the Sorting Hat yelled.

Iger slapped this song with a chuckle, and Hagrid, who happened to walk into the auditorium, couldn't help laughing and slapped his big fan-like slap.

As soon as the boy sat down, he and Colin said something excitedly, and then the two pointed in the direction of Iger.

"Oh... hurry up..." Ron looked hungry.

"I think the sorting ceremony is more important than eating." Nicole said softly, leaning on the table.

Ron immediately retorted: "Of course, you are dead, of course you will say that."

Nico shrugged noncommittally: "I hope the freshmen in Gryffindor this year are good people."

"We're sitting here with the devil, the Queen Mother of the West, and the first in age. What kind of talent do you want?" Harry looked at Nick and grinned, and Nick burst into laughter.

Finally, the sorting ceremony is finally over.

Dumbledore stood up cheerfully, his eyes swept across the arms of the students below, and made a welcome gesture: "I only have two words to say to you... eat!"

"Okay, okay!" Harry and Ron nodded frantically, holding knives and forks in their hands, and rushing up like a wicked dog the moment the food appeared on the golden plate in front of them.

In front of Iger was a large pot of steaming chicken soup. Iger gracefully filled Hermione's bowl with chicken soup, reaping the little girl's admiring eyes.

Nicole looked sadly at the way Harry and Ron were eating, and kept talking about Peeves' messing up in the kitchen earlier.

"The whole kitchen was flooded with soup, and the house-elves were so scared..." Nico said.

Hermione hummed dissatisfiedly: "I will liberate them all one day!"

"Your focus is really peculiar Mrs. Morrissey..." Seeing Hermione blushing, Nico said faintly: "I personally feel that you may be the strangest freak in Hogwarts for a hundred years..."

Speaking, Nicole noticed Iger next to Hermione, and then looked at Hermione apologetically: "Sorry, you're not..."

Iger: "…"

As the desserts gradually disappeared from the students' stomachs, the last crumbs on the plate disappeared, and the plate became clean again, Dumbledore stood up, the original auditorium The noisy humming inside stopped suddenly, and the only sound in the auditorium of Nuoda was the howling wind and the beating of heavy rain outside the window.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at the students below with a smile: "Now we have all eaten and drank enough... I must ask everyone's attention again, and I want to announce a few announcements."

"First of all... Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to tell you that there are several more items banned in the castle this year, namely screaming yo-yo, wolf tooth flying saucer and combo boomerang. The whole list includes about four hundred and three Seventeen items can be found in Mr. Filch's office, and those who are interested can check it out."

Speaking, Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times: "Of course, due to some special reasons, everyone can still play some interesting things this year, such as... um... The things from the Poison Egg Magic Trick Workshop can be purchased and used this year. Yes, but I still want to remind everyone to abide by the school rules and not to play pranks in the hallways and classrooms."

The twins cheered, and a group of teachers in the teacher's chair looked very strange, and Iger grinned.

This is really hard for Dumbledore...