gray eye to gray eye

……

"Thank you!"

I eagerly tore off the wrapping paper, and there was an unavoidable sound of plastic paper tearing. I stuffed the whole piece of chocolate into my mouth, and my cheeks bulged high.

"You can't pay attention, huh?" Draco whispered, poking my arm hard.

The room is full of "buzzing" voices, which is nothing at all!

"Hmm..." I moved my tongue vigorously to push aside the melting chocolate, ready to retort.

"Oh, talking after eating!" Draco pushed me in disgust, and twisted his head to the other side.

Uh, well, as you can imagine, my mouth is full of half-melted chocolate, it is really disgusting to open my mouth, I honestly closed my mouth, and wriggled my teeth quickly.

"That's—" someone screamed from behind.

I looked back suspiciously.

From the wall behind them suddenly appeared a score or so ghosts.These pearly white, translucent ghosts glide across the room, whispering to each other, paying little attention to us first-year students.The ghosts seemed to be arguing about something.

A chubby little friar-like ghost said: "Forgive, forget, I say, we should give him another chance—"

"What's that?" I swallowed the chocolate hard, tugged at Draco's clothes, and asked in a low voice.

"Ghosts, ghosts living in Hogwarts." Draco pulled back his sleeve and replied dryly, reaching out to caress the folds on the sleeves that had disappeared, "Don't touch my school robe, wait Now, do you want to embarrass me in front of the whole school?"

I was surprised to find that Draco was actually nervous.

"Freshman!" At this time, the chubby monk smiled at us and said, "I think it's probably ready to be tested."

My attention was drawn to it, and I dismissed the idea of ​​asking Draco why he was nervous.

Some students nodded silently.

"Hope you get a Hufflepuff!" said the chubby Friar. "I used to go to that House."

"Move forward now," said a shrill voice. "The sorting ceremony is about to begin."

Before I could tell which ghost was speaking, Professor McGonagall returned.

The ghosts floated in file and disappeared across the opposite wall.

"Now, stand in a single file," said Professor McGonagall gravely, "and follow me."

I quickly stood behind Draco.

We walked out of the room, through the foyer, and through a double door at the back into the grand dining room.

Oh, I didn't expect that there was a school that built the restaurant so magically, beautifully and magnificently!

Students from other classes in the house are already sitting around the four long tables. During the summer vacation, I have heard Draco say countless times about the four houses of Hogwarts, especially Slytherin. Candles in mid-air illuminate the dining room.Glittering gold plates and goblets stood on four tables.

There is another long table on the head table in the dining room, which I think must be the teacher's seat.

We lined up facing all the senior students, and the teachers were behind us.

I want to fix my hair again, and I think I might be a little nervous too.

Draco gave me a sneaky tug under his baggy sleeve.

My face tightened, and I tried to stand in the most aristocratic posture.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of us freshmen, and placed a pointed wizard hat on the stool.

The hat was patched, worn out, and very dirty.

Draco frowned quickly.

The dining room suddenly became silent.

Then the hat twisted.There was a wide slit in the brim, like a mouth—and the hat began to sing: "You may think I am not beautiful, but don't judge by appearances, if you can find a more beautiful hat than me, I can put myself Eat it. You can make your bowler hats black and shiny, your top hats smooth and crisp, and I am the Hogwarts test hat, so I am naturally superior to your hats. Anything hidden in your mind Thoughts, you can’t hide from the devil’s hat and the golden eyes. Put it on and try it. I will tell you which house you should be assigned to. You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is bravery buried in the bottom of my heart. Their boldness, boldness, and boldness make Gryffindors stand out; you may belong to Hufflepuff, where people are upright and loyal, and Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest, and they are not afraid of hard work; if you have a smart mind, Maybe you'll go to wise old Ravenclaw, where the wise and learned will always meet their kind; maybe you'll go to Slytherin, maybe you'll make true friends here, but the cunning and treacherous They will do whatever they can to achieve their goals. Come and wear me! Don't be afraid! Don't panic! You are absolutely safe in my hands, because I am a thinking hat!"

After the hat finished singing, the audience burst into applause, and the hat bowed to the four dining tables one by one, and then stood still.

To be honest, so far, this so-called only and the best magic school in the UK has left me with only weirdness!

According to that broken hat, the sub-academy only needs to wear a hat.

I took a peek at Draco, his shoulders were straight, and for some reason, he showed a look of panic, and I swallowed back the words that came out of my mouth.

Then Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, a roll of parchment in hand.

"Whoever I call by name now puts on a hat, sits on a stool, and waits for sorting," she said. "Hannah Abbott!"

I immediately looked in the direction of the hat.

A rosy-cheeked little girl with two blond braids staggered out of the queue and put on her hat, which just covered her eyes.She sat down.There was a pause - "Hufflepuff!" the hat called.

The people at the table to the right applauded Hannah and welcomed her to their table.

Well, that's the Hufflepuff table.

……

"Sharon, Farmily!"

I trotted all the way over.

"Well, show me, show me, smart, oh rich brains..."

A small voice rang in the ear.

I was surprised that this hat could see what was in my mind.

"Oh, of course not, my dear, don't think about it..."

Of course it is impossible, the memory of my previous life is my biggest secret.

I started trying to remember all the things Draco had taught me.

"Okay, okay, cunning fellow, since—" the hat screamed annoyedly, "Slytherin!"

I breathed a sigh of relief, took off my hat and put it on the bar stool, smiled at Draco who was still in line, and walked towards the second table on the right, which was applauding politely.

Next, Goyle and Crabbe were assigned to Slytherin successively.

I applauded vigorously with everyone.

Two tall boys sat down next to me.

"Draco, Malfoy!"

I quickly and eagerly looked over.

Draco walked over in a big way, quickly put the hat on his head, and screamed, "Slytherin!" almost as soon as the hat touched his head.

I grinned.

……

☆, dinner