[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Hogwarts has probably never welcomed such a group of embarrassed first-year students in the thousands of years since its establishment.Each of them was drenched, and some are still unconscious to this day.They walked through the gates of the wizarding school in disorder, and the anticipation and excitement on the train earlier today seemed like a lifetime ago.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione supported Neville, who still hadn't regained consciousness, from three directions, making him barely stand upright.Just now when they came ashore from the lake, they had to lift Neville up, carried him ashore, and walked straight up the steps to Hogwarts Castle on the cliff, which made the three of them sweat profusely in no time, and they all began to pant .But none of them dared to stop, the flames in the dark sky and the light splashed by the spell were right behind them, they ran forward as if fleeing for their lives, no one dared to take a breather at the risk of being drawn into the flames of war again .

They fled into Hogwarts in embarrassment, and came within the range protected by the school's magic.The flames of war that were close at hand seemed to have finally faded away a little bit. In the joy of the rest of their lives, they looked at each other and felt a kind of collapse with lingering fear.

"Damn," gasped Ron, his freckles seeming to be pale, "don't tell me it's our sorting exam, I can't believe Fred and George are being subtle. "

"Of course this is not a sorting test. Has your brain been soaked in the lake water for too long?" Beside them, a person interrupted and said angrily.His pale blond hair was completely wet, and was now dripping water against his cheek, but this was insignificant compared with the water dripping from his body. It is certain that he must have been thrown overboard just now. Had a good soak in the lake for a while.

Harry followed the voice, and thanks to the very few people he had contact with before, he quickly remembered who this person was.The freshman from the pure-blood family who was talking badly in Diagon Alley, just fell into the lake and was still struggling with the cost of the robe he was wearing.Visible to the naked eye, such unexpected incidents destroyed his well-groomed hairstyle and his expensive school gown, his already pale face appeared even paler, and his voice was a little weirdly high-pitched, obviously affected a lot frightened.

"It's all clear!" he cried, a blush of horror and excitement appearing on his pale face, "this is Dumbledore's plot - he wants to kill us! How dare he! He must not know that my father is who--"

Harry stared at him like everyone else, wondering too, so who was his dad, an Auror?Committed to discovering all danger and evil in the world, and then eradicating them?If not, it would be difficult for him to understand what his father's identity could do.Uncle Eli said that Hogwarts with Headmaster Dumbledore was one of the safest places in England, and the person who attacked them just now was able to break through the outer defense line of Hogwarts. It has been falling rapidly.

"I kind of know who his daddy is," Ron whispered in his ear. "His daddy must have been a pompous humanoid peacock who taught his son the trick of opening his tail so that he holds his head up every day." Walking around, can't speak human language, can only call Dad."

Although Harry was preoccupied, he was still amused by Ron's complaint for a second.Hermione next to her also looked like she wanted to laugh, but probably felt that it was impolite to laugh at a classmate she had never met before, so the corners of her lips could not help but curled up, and then she quickly pressed the corners of her lips restrainedly, concealing Cleared his throat.

In an occasion where everyone is too quiet, this kind of laughter seems a bit abrupt.The boy who had just spoken turned to look at him, and Harry and he briefly exchanged glances, the other's eyes fell on his face, then suddenly moved up a few seconds later, to his forehead.

"A lightning-shaped scar, are you Harry Potter?" He said suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, and even the frightened emotion was suppressed a lot, he looked him up and down several times with vaguely curious eyes Eye.

"The man who attacked us was looking for you just now, wasn't he?" he asked, staring at him inquisitively for two seconds before reaching out to him, "I'm Draco Malfoy, you must have heard through the name of the Malfoy family."

He tried his best to make his movements appear calm and elegant, but with the appearance of dripping water all over his body now, the effect was really compromised.Harry quickly withdrew his gaze, feeling that it would be impolite for him to laugh again now.

But he didn't seem to have heard the surname mentioned by his uncle or his father and godfather.Is it famous?he should know?Harry was a little puzzled in his heart, and then he heard Draco Malfoy on the opposite side say: "You have been hiding before, haven't you? I heard that no one can find you, so you must have lived all these years." Not very well. If I were you, I would complain to Dumbledore in the first place, he did not treat you accordingly, and failed to keep you safe when you came to Hogwarts to study, he is now sure It’s just getting old and confused, my dad said that he is actually not qualified for the important position of Hogwarts headmaster these years, and he is only relying on his power to support him..."

Harry suddenly understood why he hadn't heard the name Malfoy before.He interrupted the other party, trying his best to be polite but also implicitly said: "I'm sorry, my aunt and uncle, father and godfather, cousins ​​and cousins, our whole family thinks that Dumbledore is the best headmaster."

Draco Malfoy stared into his eyes for a few seconds, then he slowly withdrew his hand and swung it a few times in mid-air to express his disdain.

"Okay." He said with a drawn out voice, "It can be seen that the hardships you have suffered all these years have made your brain not develop fast enough."

"It can be seen that you are very proud of your brain." Ron sneered next to him, and said bluntly, "You really don't understand the wisdom of Harry and his family, some people's brains are much smaller than others .”

Draco Malfoy looked at him, his eyes narrowed slowly.

"I know you." He said slowly, "A red-haired Weasley comes into Hogwarts every year. Your family reproduces as fast as a mole. This is how nouveau riche families have. Inheritance, all you can do is have children."

"Professor!" Hermione's sudden voice interrupted Ron and Draco Malfoy's angrily looking at each other. She tiptoed overjoyed and waved her hands desperately in the direction of the stairs, "Professor—McGonagall professor!"

The freshmen who looked at each other and were at a loss also looked in that direction. The older witch in a dark green robe strode down the steps. She looked capable and neat, but at this time her tense face became more serious, which made the freshmen They flinched unconsciously.

"Good evening, meeting for the first time, I am the vice-headmaster of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall."

She nodded to Hermione Granger who called out her name, and introduced herself to them.Her eyes flicked from each of them, and landed on a few people who were still unconscious, passing by one by one, and the wand tapped on each of them one by one, finally bringing them all to life, which shocked all the other first-year students. They were all in high spirits, and finally felt a little sense of security that the school brought them.Professor McGonagall nodded at them and took a deep breath.

"You're late," she said, "but, of course, the circumstances are special and understandable. . . come with me."

The freshmen walked obediently, but Harry didn't move immediately. Professor McGonagall looked at him. Harry swallowed nervously, his voice a little hoarse.

"Is there any problem out there now?" he asked, genuinely nervous, "I mean, is there anything we can help with... if……"

Professor McGonagall stared at him for a moment, and his eyes also fell on his forehead for a moment.Harry couldn't tell what she was thinking from the corners of her tight lips, but he somehow felt that her aura seemed less serious and terrifying than before.

"You need to be sorted normally, even in a situation like today." She finally said, "It is a great help that you can enter the school normally, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, all of you, stand up Two rows, follow me."

They lined up obediently in two rows and followed Professor McGonagall to the Hogwarts auditorium.Candles hang in abundance in the Great Hall, and the ceiling above faithfully reflects the sky outside Hogwarts.Tonight was supposed to be a fine day of stars and thin clouds, but now it was dominated by fire and flashes of spells.It can be seen that the senior students of Hogwarts have never experienced such a battle, and most of them also looked uneasy. Harry had no time to pay attention to other things. He only saw that almost at the same moment they entered, the people in the auditorium Several people at a table suddenly stood up.

Dorothy, Fred, George, Percy... Harry saw his cousin, and Ron saw his brothers.The moment Harry saw his cousin, he remembered his aunt's request last night, which made his heart tremble.But at the moment his cousin is sitting here peacefully, nothing happened, just worried enough for him, he grinned at his cousin, turned his eyes and saw the cousin on another long table was also watching Looking at him, this made his heart suddenly settle down a lot.

Ron on the other side obviously calmed down a lot after seeing his brothers.He even began to notice Hermione, who was visibly becoming nervous beside him, gave her a hesitant look, and said without words: "I guess you are Gryffindor, you were... very brave just now, I Think so."

"What's the levitating spell? Yudi—no, Yuka—what did you say?" Hermione's murmur of trying to remember the spell was interrupted by him, and she looked up at him irritably. A few seconds later Only then did he realize what he was saying, "You mean... well, I mean, thank you."

She looked less nervous, but it was hard to tell who was more subtly awkward now, she or Ron, each looking in one direction and neither looking at the other.

Harry looked away from the two of them, feeling his stomach get screwed more and more as he walked closer and closer to the end of the hall.He couldn't help thinking about it, if he hadn't been sorted in Gryffindor... most of the people around him were Gryffindors, except for his cousin Isaac, but if Ravenclaw only accepts Gryffindor For someone like Sack, he felt completely hopeless... What if he was sorted into Slytherin?Will his dad be disappointed?But the Head of Slytherin is Uncle Severus...

Harry couldn't help but glance over at the headmaster's desk, and caught Snape's eyes off guard.He was so shocked that he quickly looked away, and couldn't help but start to think wildly in his heart, thinking that maybe things wouldn't be as bad as he imagined, at least he would definitely learn.But those who think he's the savior will probably be disappointed if he's not a Gryffindor.He knew the whole world thought he was...

"You have many things on your mind, boy," said the hat to him in the darkness after he had put on the hat, "and they mingled and cluttered up your thoughts. And the boys when they put me on You can't help but start thinking wildly, but your thoughts are a little heavier. Want to go to Gryffindor? Indeed, everyone thinks you belong there."

"Do I really belong there, then?" Harry couldn't help asking it eagerly.

"That's a little hard to say," the hat sings. "Of course, lots and lots of Gryffindor traits, but also eager to prove yourself. I think Slytherin will bring you glory too, boy, than you in Gryffindor got more."

"Get more?" Harry froze for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "What?"

"Fame, status, power, wealth..." Hat said slowly in his heart, his voice seemed to have an invisible charm, "It's all within your reach, child, yes, that's right."

"But...but I don't think I need that much?" Harry grabbed his cuff without any hesitation or hesitation, and said in his heart, "I didn't think... I didn't want to Those things... I want my mother to wake up, I want our family to be reunited, and I want no one to tear up other people's happy families in the future. Are these thoughts a bit too big? Tonight, I think about the turmoil outside Stop sooner, and Headmaster Dumbledore returns safely."

"Okay." After a brief silence, the Sorting Hat said to him, "I see your heart, and every word is the truth."

"Harry Potter—" The hat opened its wide brim and opened its mouth.

"—Gryffindor!"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He took off his hat, and everyone at the Gryffindor table cheered him. He ran to sit next to Dorothy, and smiled slightly as he looked up at the staff table. Leng.

An old man with a gray beard sat on the main seat that had been vacant until he put on the sorting hat. He wore half-moon glasses, and there was some trustworthy and calming power in his blue eyes.With a smile on his face, he applauded softly in the applause of others, noticed his gaze, picked up the wine glass, and raised it to him from afar.

Harry hadn't seen him before, but he was inexplicably certain that the man in front of him must be Dumbledore.

The sky that was faithfully reflected in the ceiling had returned to calm, and the stars twinkled silently above his head.Harry pursed his lower lip, the heart that had been raised on the boat seemed to have finally come to fruition, he finally grinned and smiled easily for the first time this night.

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Thanks to Della Fred for being a natural couple, not for Gu Caiwei, and for being too aggressive~