if i am not me

The oak doors opened, and the magnificent marble staircase of Hogwarts was looming in the dim light of flickering torches.Behind the door, McGonagall, wearing emerald green robes, was just as Harry remembered, looking at a group of freshmen standing on the steps with a serious expression.Looking at this professor who was very respected in the past with extremely complicated emotions, Harry's eyes were a little cold.

He always thought that the injury had healed with the passage of time as he wished, but it was not until he faced it again that he suddenly discovered that the indifference in the past was only due to deliberate forgetting-understanding does not mean forgiveness.

"Freshman, Professor McGonagall." Hagrid walked up to McGonagall, pointing at the timid little guys with his big finger like a pot lid.

"Thank you, Hagrid. Leave it to me when you get here." McGonagall nodded to Hagrid, raised her hand to signal them to follow her, and went up the stairs.Following her, the group walked through the stone-floored corridor to the front of the hall. According to the custom, they were arranged in a small empty room at the other end of the hall.Everyone rushed in, rubbing their shoulders and squeezing their backs in this small space, looking nervously at the surrounding environment.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," McGonagall said. "The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you go to the hall to take a seat, you must first confirm for you which college you are going to enter. The classification is a This is an important ceremony, because the house is like your home at Hogwarts while you are at school. You will attend classes with other students in the house, live together in the house dormitory, and share the house common room together Spend your spare time."

"The names of the four colleges are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each college has its own glorious history, and has also cultivated outstanding wizards and wizards. In Huo During Gewarz's time, your outstanding performance will earn your house points, and any violations will make your house lose points.At the end of the year, the house with the highest score will win the house cup, which is very high I hope that no matter which college you are assigned to, you can win glory for the college." She said so much in one breath, but there was still no sign of stopping.

"In a few minutes, the sorting ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. I suggest that you tidy up yourselves and be more energetic while waiting."

Her eyes wandered over Ron's face, and Harry realized that Ron's nose, which had been wiped clean before, had been stained with dirt at some point.

"I'll pick you up when it's ready over there. Please keep quiet while waiting." After speaking, Mag left the room without looking back, leaving the freshmen to look at each other.

Her departure undoubtedly relieved the freshmen, but what followed was deeper panic and anxiety. Ron bit his lips worriedly, and whispered to Harry, "Fred told me about the sorting test. Hurt us a lot, but I think he was joking. What do you say...?"

Showing the same expression as Ron, Harry sighed amusedly from the bottom of his heart—these twins are really afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Ron thought his voice was quiet enough, but he didn't know that his words were heard clearly by the people in the room.For a while, everyone around was in danger.Hermione began to recite the spells she had memorized, not sure which one to use.Draco's face was also a little pale, and his tightly pursed thin lips proved Lucius' silence.

Suddenly, several screams broke the silence, and two dozen pearly-white, translucent ghosts slid across the air above the room, whispering to each other while keeping an eye on the freshmen who were terrified by them.

"Freshmen!" A short, fat and friendly ghost smiled at them, "Are you preparing for the sorting ceremony?" It was a fat monk.

Several freshmen in the back row nodded silently, their eyes unconsciously revealing shallow fear and deep curiosity.

Facing the children's abruptness, the fat monk was still smiling, "I hope you can be assigned to Hufflepuff! I used to go to that college." Just after finishing speaking, McGonagall, who returned to the room, shouted loudly, "Follow me! Come on, the sorting ceremony is about to begin."

The freshmen immediately began to move forward, and Hermione brushed at her tousled curls, while Harry hurriedly produced a handkerchief and handed it to Ron, pointing to the tip of his nose.

Soon, they entered the hall, and everything was still the same as they remembered—thousands of candles floated in mid-air, illuminating the entire hall, the roof was a bright night sky twinkling with stars, and the four long tables below It was full of seniors wearing pointed hats.

"There's a spell here," said Hermione, staring up at the ceiling, her low voice reaching Harry's ears, "to make it look like the sky outside, I read about it in Hogwarts, A History." .”

Listening to Hermione's simple explanation, Harry's gaze involuntarily drifted to Dumbledore who was sitting at the head of the teacher's chair.The old man's sharp eyes are perfectly hidden behind the half-moon-shaped mirror frame at this moment, and the kind smile on his face makes people want to get closer to him.But Harry knows the meticulous mind and chilling scheming behind the smile. Harry Potter used to regard Voldemort as his sworn enemy, but now, he is most afraid of this old man with a bow on his beard. .

At this time, Mag put the tattered and dirty sorting hat on the four-corner stool in front of the hall. The sorting hat twisted the brim amid the exclamation of the freshmen, and began to speak:

You may think I'm not beautiful, but don't judge by appearances, if you can find a more beautiful hat than mine, I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hats black and shiny, and your top hats smooth and crisp, and I am the Hogwarts test hat, so I am naturally superior to your hats.

No idea hidden in your mind can hide from the golden eyes of the magic hat. Put it on and try it, and I will tell you which college you should be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there are hidden bravery, whose daring, boldness, and boldness make Gryffindor outstanding;

You may belong to Hufflepuff, where the people are honest and loyal, where Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest, and they are not afraid of hard work;

If you've got a shrewd mind, you might end up in wise Ravenclaw, where the wise and learned always meet their kind;

Maybe you will enter Slytherin, maybe you will make sincere friends here, but those cunning and insidious people will do anything to achieve their goals.

Come put on me!Don't be afraid!

Never panic!

You're absolutely safe in my hands because I'm a thinking hat!

After singing, the Sorting Hat bowed to the four tables one by one amid thunderous applause, and then stood still.

"So, we just need to wear this hat..." Looking at the tattered hat, Ron gritted his teeth and said, "Damn Fred, he said it as if he wanted us to fight a giant." .” Having said that, his tense mood was visibly relieved.

Mag still had that serious expression, shaking the parchment in her hand, she walked to the Sorting Hat, "Whoever's name I call now, put on the hat and sit on the stool, waiting for the sorting——Hannah .Aibo!"

As soon as the words were finished, a rosy-faced little girl with two golden braids stumbled out of the queue and put on her hat.After a moment's pause, "Hufflepuff!" the hat called.

"Next,……"

In this way, the freshmen were assigned to the colleges they should go to one by one, each table welcomed the freshmen in their own way, and the atmosphere was quite peaceful.until……

"Neville Longbottom!"

As the round-cheeked Neville walked forward, there was a sudden humming and whispering in the dining room like the hissing of a small fire.Including Harry's freshman team, almost everyone's eyes fell on the chubby boy.

Harry stared at Neville, he was still the same as he remembered, with round cheeks and a simple and honest expression, the only difference was that the original inferiority and cowardice in his eyes were replaced by confidence and firmness.He was no longer the shy, crying Neville Harry had known, and now he was the little "savior" who had survived as the "Boy Who Lived".

The Sorting Hat stayed on Neville's head for a long time, so long that everyone almost forgot to breathe before it announced loudly, "Gryffindor!"

Shocking cheers erupted in the hall, but then turned into roars of laughter.Harry gave a fake cough to cover up, but couldn't help it in the end, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".Maybe he had to correct what he just said, Neville was still Neville, his forgetfulness hadn't changed at all anyway.

The kid just trotted to the long table in Gryffindor wearing the hat when the Sorting Hat called out his house, and finally had to trot back again amidst laughter and return the hat to the complicated-looking Mai grid.However, this did not affect the excitement of the Gryffindors. On the contrary, their enthusiasm seemed to be even higher.

But no matter how lively it was, the sorting had to continue. In the following time, Drake entered Slytherin without any suspense.Seeing this, Ron curled his lips and muttered, "I knew..." When Hermione was sorted into Gryffindor, his brows furrowed without hesitation, making Harry look secretly funny.

"Harry Johnson!" Suddenly hearing his name, Harry couldn't help trembling slightly, took a deep breath to calm down his nervous mood, and then he walked out of the freshman queue!

Putting the hat on his head, a voice sounded in his head. "Well, very talented, and very smart, has great courage and ambition, and knows how to hide..."

He squinted his eyes indistinctly, and just when he wanted to express his opinion, "—Slytherin!"

what?

Eyes widened in disbelief, Harry tried hard to swallow the exclamation in his throat, and walked towards the long Slytherin table as calmly as possible.There were still a few empty seats at the long table, and Harry came to sit down next to Drake, only then did he notice that Drake was looking at him suspiciously.

Of course Harry knew where the doubt came from, because now he was also troubled by the same doubt, hooked the corners of his mouth, and Harry grinned pretendingly calmly, "What?"

"I thought you would be Gryffindor or Ravenclaw." The calm statement made Harry feel that he also had such straightforward moments.

"I thought so too." Shrugging his shoulders, Harry thought for a while, and finally decided not to bother thinking about this meaningless question.In fact, it is the same for him to enter any house, but entered Slytherin, does it prove that his previous guess is so reliable?

At that time, Ron went to Gryffindor as a matter of course, and after Blaise Zabini was also sorted into Slytherin, the sorting ceremony was over.

Dumbledore stood up, looked at the students at the long table with a smile on his face, and stretched out his arms to them. It seemed that nothing could make him happier than seeing the students gathered together.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to Hogwarts for the start of the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words. It is - idiot! Sniff! Scum! Screw!"

"Thank you everyone." After saying that, Dumbledore quickly sat down again. Everyone laughed and cheered and applauded. The long-awaited banquet finally began.

Seeing that the originally empty tabletop was instantly filled with all kinds of delicacies following Dumbledore's voice, Harry didn't know whether he should just laugh it off with the crowd or lament Dumbledore's pretending to be crazy. At this moment, a sarcasm A cold snort entered Harry's ears, "This old lunatic."

Glancing lightly at Draco, who already had a calm face, Harry looked at his small mouth, which was sipping pumpkin juice leisurely, and blinked, maybe, he should use See the boy with fresh eyes.

Picking up some baked potatoes, grilled chicken legs, and well-fried steak, Harry, who had been hungry for a long time, let go of his stomach and ate. He looked up at the Gryffindor table from time to time, and met Ron's eyes. Smile.Or occasionally roll your eyes and scan those familiar figures.

At the teacher's table, McGonagall chatted with Dumbledore in a low voice from time to time, Hagrid raised his wine glass happily, Flitwick stood on tiptoe on a chair trying to fill himself with some thick soup, Madam Pomfrey smiled and said Prout bantering with each other, Tenelawney, Mrs Hooch, Mrs Pince... and finally Quirrell in his ridiculous scarf and, still sulky, Snape.

At some point, the dinner plate gradually became empty, and the already tight stomach was filled with all kinds of delicacies.Dumbledore looked at the noisy hall and stood up. "It seems that everyone is full, so I will say a few more words to everyone." The hall fell silent for a moment, and Dumbledore smiled and began the same opening remarks, "At the beginning of the semester, everyone There are a few things to keep in mind."

"First of all, freshmen in the first grade, all students are forbidden to enter the forest next to the campus. Of course, some of our senior students should remember this well." He said, intentionally or unintentionally, looking at the grimacing twin.

"Again, Mr. Filch, the administrator, would like to remind everyone once again not to cast magic in the corridors between classes. The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Please contact Mrs. Huo Qi. Finally, I solemnly tell everyone that those who do not want to encounter accidents and die in pain, please do not approach the corridor on the right of the fourth floor."

"Okay, that's all we need to remember." After saying this sentence conclusively, the freshmen guessed that the banquet was about to end.However, for some reason, the senior students around him stiffened their smiles after seeing Dumbledore still standing.

"Now before we go to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore said loudly, and following his words, the freshmen found that it was not only the senior students who were stiff, but also those who were talking and laughing easily before. professors.This healthy old man didn't care about the reluctance on everyone's faces. He flicked his wand happily, and a long golden ribbon emerged from the tip, like a snake above the high dining table. The same twist and coil to form lines of text.

"Everyone chooses their favorite tune." Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Get ready, sing!"

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, give us knowledge, whether we're bald old men, or kids with a broken knee, our minds can hold some interesting things .

Because now our minds are empty and full of air, dead flies and trivial things, teach us some valuable knowledge, give us back what we have forgotten, you just do your best, leave the rest to us, we will study hard until it turns into dung.

The chaotic singing echoed in the hall, and in the end, only Fred and George continued to sing loudly to the slow melody of "Funeral March".Dumbledore directed the last few bars for the two of them with his wand, and immediately after they finished singing, Dumbledore gave the loudest applause.

"Music," he said, wiping his eyes, "is more charming than anything we have here!"

It wasn't until he finished sighing that he waved his hand and said to everyone who had already yawned, "It's time for bed now, everyone go back to the dormitory. Prefect, take your freshmen well."

Can't wait to stand up, Harry and Draco walked towards their dormitory behind many Slytherin students.Slytherin's dormitory is located in the Hogwarts cellar. Due to its underground location, although there is less sunlight, it is the only one in the entire school that is equipped with toilets and bathrooms in each house because of its large area. dormitory.However, although there are many rooms, the college still stipulates that students under the third grade must live with five people. For this reason, the students complained a lot, but the rules will not be changed because of this.

After turning so many turns and going down so many stairs, the group of them finally arrived at the door of Slytherin's intricately decorated dormitory.

"Remember, the password is MERPEOPLE! I'll just say it once." The voice belonged to Slytherin's current sixth-grade prefect, and he went straight into the door after speaking, and he really didn't mean to repeat it again.

Harry followed the flow of people step by step and walked in. The layout of the Slytherin common room gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had been here for something before, but the time had passed so long that his memory was a little blurred.

Through the common room, there are two long corridors. There are countless doors in the long corridors, and their names are engraved on the door plates.The prefect led the girls towards the long corridor on the left, while Harry was looking for his name among the many house numbers in a corridor extending from the long corridor on the right.Finally, he saw Draco and their three other roommates in the room at the end of that hallway.The decoration in the room was luxurious and comfortable, but the five four-poster beds were exactly the same as Gryffindor's, except for the flannel curtains that changed from dark red to dark green.

The five people who were tired all day greeted each other casually, and then they all tacitly washed up and went to bed.Putting on his pajamas, Harry lowered the curtains and fell into the soft big bed.

He wrapped the light and warm feather quilt around his body, put aside his chaotic thoughts, and soon fell into a dark and sweet dreamland.