The happiness of HP

Apollo and Artemis put down their hoods obediently. They all looked at the students around them curiously, and then looked up to find the familiar Madam Pomfrey with a smile. Madam Pomfrey seemed to have noticed them immediately returned a smile.They looked at the students around them who were half a head taller than them, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless.But soon, the two of them were attracted by the broken hat on the four-legged stool in front of them.

"Oh, Apu, that hat is so dirty, don't you want us to clean it?" Artemis whispered in his brother's ear.

"Probably not, such a dirty hat requires at least hundreds of cleaning spells, which is millions of times dirtier than the clothes we stained when we were naughty." Apollo also frowned.

And the two children who were lowering their heads and whispering to their ears did not notice the surprised expressions of the old professors above them.

Severus could hardly hold back his own magic just now, because he almost saw another himself and his dead mother the moment the two children lowered their hoods and looked up.And those green eyes, those were Harry's eyes, not Lily's.Lily's eyes were light lake green, and Harry might have looked like Lily when he was young, but since he was 13 his eyes had grown darker, so deep that he had forgotten Lily unconsciously.Those eyes were pure emeralds, Harry's colour.Oh, just now, who were they smiling at?Severus suppressed the anticipation in his heart, thinking that Harry might not know that he was still alive, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.He has completely ignored the red hair that might have caught his attention 20 years ago, and a pair of black eyes are staring at the two children, oh, are they shorter?This discovery made him feel uneasy again, yes, he didn't even know if Harry was still alive.It is very dangerous for a wizard to conceive the next generation alone. If these two children are here, let alone they are twins, they may be orphans from the moment they are born.He watched the two of them start to frown and whisper something, had they found themselves, felt that his attitude was too cold, and even felt that he was too chilling for them-not appearing in their lives for 12 years?Severus was a little unsure whether he could be a good father, whether he still had that qualification?He really didn't know if they would welcome him after 12 years of absence from their lives?

Severus looked at the two children, all speculation drowned out for a moment.And then, he began to take a closer look at the two children: except that they were a little shorter, their complexions were not too good, and their skin was a kind of bluish-white. , but he also noticed that their faces were still bloody, at least they were well taken care of.

"Well, Severus, the shortest boy really looks like you," Flitwick whispered. "You were like that when you were a kid, but you're definitely not that short. Oh, he won't be named S Nep?"

"No, his surname is Prince." It was Madam Pomfrey who spoke.

"Oh? He is Mr. Prince that Minerva asked you to pick up today?" Flitwick asked curiously.

"Yes. A very outstanding child. He and his sister are both very outstanding." Madam Pomfrey's words attracted the attention of many professors in the professor's chair. The professors were talking, and it was hard to hear what they were saying, especially if the professors kept their voices down.

"It's rare to hear you praise a child, Poppy," said Flitwick.

"Oh, Felius, the two of them can almost recite the 1659 edition of Charms by heart, and can use three-fifths of the spells in it. On the train, I saw them explain the most difficult two of them. Article." Madam Pomfrey remembered the two children jokingly "showing off" on the train, and she felt that it was necessary to publicize it to the professors.

The 1659 edition of "Spells" is the last time in 500 years that there is a public collection of black magic spells. Among them, the two most difficult spells are "Witchcraft's Love" and "Magic Star Shine". Basically, it can explain this. The wizard of the two spells has a very deep understanding of the spell structure.

"Really?" Flitwick wondered.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask yourself." Then she found that Severus was also listening carefully, so she couldn't help becoming angry, and said, "They are children born to wizards, and their father impresses me very much. Having a baby with a partner and bringing it up so well."

"Bobby..." Severus wanted to ask her if she had met the children's father.

However, at this moment, the freshmen saw that the dirty hat was twisting, and a slit like a mouth was split in the brim of the hat-the hat began to sing:

This is Hogwarts,

I'm a test hat,

long, long ago,

Slytherin sent me to Gryffindor,

when they were still friends.

The four founders of Noble Academy,

It was thought that they would never part ways.

Because the same purpose unites them,

Their desires are so identical:

To build the best magic school in the world,

Let their knowledge pass on and continue.

These four great wizards,

Each builds his own academy,

Ideas vary about the talents they value in the students they teach.

Gryffindor of scarlet and gold,

With passion like a flame,

Brave, energetic, adventurous,

Here the true knight rises;

A Hufflepuff composed of khaki and jet black,

As solid as the land,

Upright, loyal, undaunted by hardships,

The scales of justice never tilt here;

Ravenclaw of sky blue and bronze,

With freedom like the wind,

Witty, learned, quick-witted,

Outstanding scholars sprout here;

Slytherin of green and silver,

With the same compatibility as flowing water,

Shrewd, determined, self-preserving,

Graceful glory takes shape here.

I shall sort you into each house,

Because my duty cannot be changed.

any thought hidden in your mind,

Can't hide from the golden eyes of the devil's hat,

Well, hold me well on the head,

I never looked away,

I want to see your mind,

Find out which academy you belong to!

Come put on me!Don't be afraid!

Never panic!

You're absolutely safe here with me...

After singing, the Sorting Hat bowed to the four tables. The students below gave a lot of applause, and the professors on the stage also started to applaud.

"Oh, Apu, you want me to wear such a dirty hat?" Amid the applause, Artemis' expression changed.

"It's okay, Al, I'll just wash it for you later." The brother who knew his sister was a clean freak said in a low voice.

"Oh, brother, I don't want to be separated from you." Artemis felt that he and his brother had been together since birth, and if they were separated, they would miss it even for a second.

"I guess, the professors will take into account our personal wishes." Apollo comforted his sister.

"Then," Professor Shacklebolt took a few steps forward after the Sorting Hat sang, spreading out the roll of parchment that he had been holding in his hand. "Whoever's name I call now, put on the hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

There are only 43 little wizards this year.After the war, 12 years have passed, but Hogwarts students still haven't recovered to the level before the war.

"Enol Carson."

A brown-haired, crew-cut boy ran up in a panic, and Professor Shaker put a hat on for him.The hat barely shaded his brown-black eyes, and he was visibly restless sitting on the four-legged stool.

After a while, the Sorting Hat called out: "Gryffindor!"

The farthest table on the left and the long table with the largest number of people burst into cheers, and the professors on the stage also applauded.

"Apollo Prince."

"Brother..." Artemis worriedly held his brother's hand.

"It's okay, Al." Apollo smiled gently, and then walked onto the stage calmly. The moment he walked out of the crowd, Professor Shaker's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and the professors on the stage They were all a little surprised, because those eyes were so much like someone, and at the same time, the old professors felt that the face overlapped with the appearance of one of their colleagues when they were young, and Neville Longbottom and Blaise Zabini froze.

With a confident smile, Apollo bowed politely to Shaker to show his respect.The etiquette of the two children was taught by Harry for many years and Harry took them to live in the elves for several years. The elegance and etiquette of the elves are enough to nurture a child who is not very sensible.

"Oh, look, that man looks like the legendary Slytherin." A Gryffindor commented.

"No, that must be a Slytherin!" said another Gryffindor.

"Could it be that the evil Slytherin is about to revive again?" a Gryffindor said worriedly.

This sentence caused Professor McGonagall to give the children a vicious look, and the Gryffindors fell silent.

Apollo sat on the four-legged stool, and then he was put on the sorting hat, which blocked his sight. After waiting for a while, he heard a voice——

"Well, yes, integrity, wit, no lack of bravery, and more importantly, enough shrewdness and calmness... Well, where should I put you?" The voice was very small, "How about Slytherin, child?"

"What can I get there?" Apollo asked in his heart.

"So, what do you want? Child." The Sorting Hat asked.

"The ability to protect the family, sir. I want to be the glory of my father, I want to protect my sister, and at the same time, I hope to be my father's reliance when I grow up." Apollo replied in his heart.

"Oh, good boy. Then, Slytherin will teach you more, but then you will be under a lot of pressure and you need to work harder. How about it, boy?" said the Sorting Hat.

"My father said that pressure is motivation, and I will work hard."

"So, Slytherin?"

"Yes, if my wish can be fulfilled there, it will be Slytherin." Apollo thought to himself.

"Son, I have one last piece of advice for you: don't lose your way. So, have you decided?"

"Yes, I decide!"

"Oh, then—" the hat raised its voice and announced to the hall, "Slytherin!"

The entire hall was so silent that one could even hear a needle drop on the ground.

Slytherin?It turned out to be Slytherin! After 12 years of silence, there was finally a student. Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, and Madam Pomfrey all stood up spontaneously, applauding this precious Slytherin.And some children from the Slytherin family sitting in Ravenclaw also started to applaud. This child is the hope of Slytherin, and at the same time, he has done something they dare not do.

And Severus sat blankly on the seat and watched the child take off the magic hat with ease, handed it to Professor Shacklebolt, and then the wand was already in his hand at some point, the child gracefully Greetings from the professor's seat.

Then the child put away the wand, when—

"No, I don't accept this student into Slytherin!" Amid the applause, Severus's silky voice seemed particularly abrupt.