Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Thinking back, Cyril looked at the group of little buns in the audience, and began to talk about his conjectures with the wizard beside him: "Now I feel more and more that the possibility of little Harry going to Slytherin is very high, Sne Professor Pu."

As Cyril said, her paw restlessly covered the wizard's thigh under the tablecloth.

Well, he admits, sitting here as a full-fledged teacher for the first time got him a little excited too.

The kind that is so excited that it dances and can't control its paws.

Sitting behind the long table, the black-haired black-eyed wizard silently grabbed the haunting claw from under the tablecloth and squeezed it hard.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, I'll be quiet immediately." Cyril immediately begged for mercy in a low voice, trying to pull back the haunting claws.

Snape was unmoved.

After a while, Cyril felt that his numb paws seemed to be loosened.

The white fox boy didn't dare to act like a demon again, stuck out the tip of his tongue indiscriminately, and then sat upright.

……

Professor McGonagall took out the Sorting Hat and placed it on the high stool in front.

"Old"'s patch cap slowly cracked a big hole and twisted.Cleared his throat and began to sing.

The singing is as exciting as ever, hitting the soul directly.

"..."

In an instant, the whole audience fell silent.

Cyril guessed that the noisy freshmen were probably intimidated, and the students in the remaining grades simply didn't want to compete with the hat for louder voices at this time.

Hat's song is the same every year, and there was thunderous applause after singing.

The Sorting Hat bent its tip in every direction—bowed.After completing the set, I stopped moving.

Professor McGonagall took out a long piece of parchment: "Line up! Those whose names are called stand at the front, sit on a chair, and put their hats on their heads."

There was another small commotion among the freshmen.

Harry heard a little red-haired boy standing in the back, complaining softly to another chubby boy who looked nervous: "I'm going to kill George, he told me the sorting ceremony was about fighting dragons, Whichever college's emblem you grab belongs to that college!"

After the red-haired boy finished speaking, the surrounding laughed. Harry blinked his big green eyes and stared curiously at the red-haired boy's nose—the tip of the other's nose seemed to have something dirty on it.

The red-haired boy felt Harry's gaze and turned around.It happened to meet the emerald eyes unexpectedly.Probably because Harry's gaze was too serious, the red-haired boy's face quickly turned red from bottom to top.

"Hi...?" The red-haired boy greeted embarrassingly with one side of his mouth puffed out.

"Hi..." Xiaoha with black hair and green eyes waved his paw in embarrassment.

Draco was chatting with Goyle behind him, and he didn't pay attention to Xiaoha's movements for the time being.

Finally, Xiaoha silently took out a handkerchief from his pocket (Syril prepared a dozen for himself, saying that every gentleman should have a handkerchief), carefully handed it to the red-haired boy, and then pointed to his nose shyly tip.

The red-haired boy's face was completely the same color as his own hair.With one hand and one foot, he took the handkerchief from the boy with exceptionally beautiful eyes, and mechanically began to wipe the tip of his nose.

Seeing that the other party accepted his kindness, Harry narrowed his eyes with a smile: "My name is Harry."

The red-haired boy pinched the handkerchief in his hand, stared at the other's cute face, and replied, "I'm Ron."

"See you later, Ron."

After Harry finished speaking, he was pulled back by Draco who had withdrawn from Goyle, and the two continued the unfinished topic just now.

The red-haired Ron silently stuffed the fine-quality handkerchief into the pocket of his second-hand robe.

……

"Listen Harry, it looks like you just need to put that broken hat on your head, and see you in Slytherin later." Xiao Longbao continued to poach the wall while holding on tight.

"Didn't you say you were going to take an exam?" Harry blinked with his pure blue eyes open.

"Brother Cyril lied to me."

Xiao Longbao curled his lips, but his tone was not that angry, probably because the reality is much better than imagined.

"It's better than exams. Actually, I haven't memorized all of "Thousands Use of Herbs" ("Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Herbs")..." Xiaoha pouted.

"You said you memorized "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Kinds"?"

Suddenly, a little girl with brown and fluffy hair came by. Her tone was urgent, and her chocolate-colored eyes sparkled.

Xiao Ha was taken aback, he sighed for a while, and replied in a low voice: "I only watched less than two-thirds of it, and I didn't remember many of them."

"My God! I only saw half of it. Although I have memorized everything I've seen, I didn't watch the second half at all. What a disaster!"

The girl scratched her curly hair, looking completely broken.

Xiao Longbao took a wrong step back, and seemed to feel that this was very imposing, so he stretched his foot back silently.

The gray-blue eyes were also a little round because of the sudden appearance of the bluffing little witch.

"...Can you memorize everything you've seen?" Harry's eyes were filled with reverence.

"Yes, I like reading books. These books are very interesting. I have never read such an interesting book before." The brown-haired little witch replied happily.

"Ravenclaw..." Xiao Longbao muttered silently.

"Sorry? What did you say? Ravenclaw?" the little brown-haired witch asked back with big chocolate-colored eyes.

Draco Dragonball cleared his throat and replied in a drawl, "With all due respect... ma'am. You must be a Ravenclaw."

"why?"

"Ravenclaws are books...shelves."

It was probably because Harry and several pairs of eyes around him looked at him, which made Xiaolong feel more burdened as an idol, and finally swallowed the word "nerd" back in good faith.

"Really? I didn't even know about it. You mean Ravenclaw will have extra books?"

The little brown-haired witch stared at Draco eagerly.

"...Well, one of my brothers said it." Draco, who was stared at very uncomfortablely, turned his face away and snorted as a response.

Fortunately, at this moment, Professor McGonagall began to read names: "I repeat! Now whoever I call the name will come up and put on the sorting hat. Sit on the stool. The sorting hat will sort you."

Then immediately after, she read aloud: "Hannah Abbott!"

"Look, Bowen's sister!"

Cyril put his hands on the table, his chin was supported by the clasped hands, and he immediately turned around and introduced to the wizard beside him.

Snape glanced at the ruddy girl with the blond double ponytails with his dark, unwavering eyes, and snorted.

After a moment's pause, the Sorting Hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!"

The table on the right, headed by Bo Wen, stood up and applauded enthusiastically. The little girl put down her hat, staggered down, and jumped directly to her elder brother.

Cyril smiled and clapped.

Then two or three more students were assigned to Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

"Hermione Granger!"

The little girl who endorsed the book took a deep breath, then muttered something, and walked towards the Sorting Hat with her head held high.

The little girl took a little longer than any of the previous ones, and Harry could see her whispering something as he stood below, and then the Sorting Hat writhed over her head for a moment.

"Ravenclaw!"

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, showing a cute smile after the scene - the curvature of her mouth was really cute when she smiled.Putting his hat back, he threw himself into Ravenclaw's arms.

Harry felt a little nervous, and looked back at the little friends around him. Draco's skin was already fair, but now he looked pale.

Harry had to suppress his nervousness, and patted Xiao Long Bao's arm: "Come on, I hope we get together."

"Harry, if I don't get into Slytherin, my dad will probably stew me."

Xiao Longbao said with a disheveled face, as the number of classmates around him decreased, Draco could no longer maintain the previous wanton and unrestrained, and began to cowardly.

"Then I'll accompany you to Slytherin. Anyway, I think it's fine to go to any house, as long as there is a house that wants me." Harry reassured generously.

"I'm sure I'll go up first, I'm M, you're P, behind." Draco's face only warmed up by 5.00%.

"Then I'll go wherever you go. Anyway, my parents... You know, they shouldn't have any demands on me."

At critical moments, Harry was extremely reliable.

"it is good."

Xiao Longbao managed to calm himself down for a while, then hit Harry on the shoulder with his fist - this is what he learned from Harry when he went to the amusement park last time.

"Draco Malfoy!" Professor McGonagall yelled.

Xiao Long Bao grinned: "See you later."

"Come on, see you later."

Draco stepped stiffly onto the stool.

Cyril poked the wizard next to him: "It's coming! It's coming!"

Snape frowned slightly, and pulled his dishonest hand off: "Pay attention to your manners, what suspense is there in this kind of sorting?"

Sure enough, Xiao Long Bao had just put the hat on his head, maybe the hat hadn't touched his hair yet, but everything happened very quickly.

"Slytherin—!"

Snape pulled a smirk and led the applause.

Xiao Long Bao showed a relieved smile, put the hat back on its place gently, then gave little Harry a look in the audience, Shi Shiran walked towards the Slytherin long table, completely different from the previous stiff .

Then after going through Knott, Parkinson, Patil's twin sisters, and Boxers, finally, Professor McGonagall shouted with extra force: "Harry Potter!"

Harry walked forward.

The whole of Hogwarts was like a pot of water about to boil, and the humming was endless.

"Which Potter? Is that the one?"

"Harry Potter?"

"Merlin, he's in school!"

"Potter is here, Professor McGonagall is calling Potter!"

The sorting hat was a bit too big, and when it was on the head, it almost blocked Harry's vision, and he vaguely saw that the entire auditorium was crowded with people.

Tension suddenly swept through the blue-eyed boy's body, and he felt something clutching his stomach.

A very thin voice came from the ear: "Ah...Harry Potter."

The sound was like the last straw, and little Harry trembled with fright, almost screaming who was talking.

"Oh, don't be afraid. I'm the Sorting Hat," said the voice in a drawl.

"Sorry... I was taken aback just now, I didn't mean to... Which college do I want to go to?" Harry asked in his heart.

"It's okay... Your branch is very difficult... I can see that you are very brave, but you are also very talented, you are not bad, but you really want to prove yourself... Do you cherish your friends?"

"Yes, I want to be in the same house as Draco. Slytherin. My most admired brother was also in Slytherin."

"Don't you think about Gryffindor? Both your parents succeeded there."

Harry didn't know what he thought of, and the corners of his mouth curled up softly: "...I don't have many friends, but all of them are very kind to me. I want to go to Slytherin."

"Slytherin can make you a true friend, and Slytherin will help you go to glory! Then—" [Note] "—Slytherin!"