Alan takes Anne and the four twin brothers to find a compartment in the crowded train - which is not easy, especially when the car is full of excited freshmen wandering around. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for Percy's long time since he disappeared - in George's words - Percy was ambitious, and he had his eyes on the prefect's position.

Although Alan didn't understand what the relationship between the two was, he nodded approvingly - unlike the optimism of the twin brothers, Percy worked very hard during his time in the Burrow - it was clear that the two elder brothers, who were both prefects, had put a lot of pressure on him, and he was desperately trying to be a prefect.

Of course, Alan wouldn't tell him like a fool that you could be a prefect - in fact, Percy was almost the proudest of Weasleys, and he didn't trust people's words.

After buying enough snacks, they quickly got into small talk, which had become the norm in the Burrow, and the only regret was that the two children they used to joke about were no longer there - young wizards like Ginny and Ron, who knew nothing about Hogwarts, were the perfect listeners - because no matter how much they bragged, the two little wizards had a yearning look on their faces.

As for Anne, since she had already been to Hogwarts herself, several people were embarrassed to brag to Anne - after all, bragging could not be done in front of anyone who knew the truth.

The second-year and first-year students use completely different vehicles, so Alan and the others have to watch Anne follow Hagrid's footsteps along the other path with a group of young wizards - Alan suspects that this is a disadvantage for the new students - after all, Hogwarts is the most spectacular when viewed from the lake.

With the flow of seniors, Alan and the others were taken to the carriage - if the strange-looking creatures could be called horses.

Ignoring the strangely shaped Thestrals, Eren climbed into the carriage as calmly as any other wizard - only those who had witnessed death could see them, and Eren didn't want to look so unique.

After getting off the bus, they quickly put together a line at the request of the dean—whispers and speculations, of course—and they discussed who this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor would be and how long he would last.

Of course, this behavior was quickly stopped by the deans - they were placed in their own house seats in the cafeteria, ready for the new blood.

However, the students were talking about the new face in the teacher's box before the new students came in - if I guessed correctly, this would be the newest Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts - he was a big man with a full beard and a round belly - but his smiling face made the whole person look not funny at all, but rather gave the impression that the professor was a natural optimist.

At this moment, the professor was frantically drinking the mead in front of him—and in the laughter that drew almost the attention of the entire auditorium, Alan noticed that he had drunk a dozen large glasses of mead—which was not a small amount.

It was evident that he was very popular among the professors—for almost every professor had been amused by him, and even Alan had seen Professor Snape without the slightest displeasure—which was not an easy task, especially the latter.

However, before Dumbledore was introduced, everyone could only stare at the new professor and fantasize about his teaching methods. You know, every year Hogwarts' Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers are in the same nature as the lottery, and what they can learn in the next half of the course is all a matter of luck - but judging from this situation, or maybe they get the lottery?

Soon their attention was drawn to the newcomers—a group of young wizards hurried out of the Great Hall under Professor McGonagall's guidance, each with two big words of unease written on their faces.

At this moment, Alan finally understood why Hogwarts had made such a move to conceal the method of sorting - it was really cool to watch those little wizards here, how could such a fine tradition be abandoned?

The sorting ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner, and then it was not long before Anne arrived—unlike the other young wizards' fears, she casually put her hat on her head.

Almost as soon as Anne buttoned up her hat, a shout came out of her hat - "Slytherin!"

Slytherin?

The entire auditorium burst into an uproar.

You know, Alan is also a well-known person in the whole school, and he took Anne to school in almost all the students to see.

Even a few professors in the know were sure that Hufflepuff would get a gifted little witch, but at this moment, the destined Hufflepuff was actually chosen for Slytherin?

What are you kidding?

Professor Snape smiled for the first time - he was still happy that little Hufflepuff had been deflated by the troublemakers, especially since he was one of the three professors who were in the same company at the time, and knew very well that this was a young girl with potential.

I don't know which Slytherin reacted first, and there was a whistle and applause.

However, something even more shocking was to come—after the Sorting Hat called out the name, Anne bowed to the professor and hurried to the student table—but alas, it was Hufflepuff's.

Ignoring the slytherin's ridicule and applause, Anne ran straight to the Hufflepuff table, and at the sound of her request, the stunned young wizard beside Alan made room for a dumbfounded look and sat down in another chair with a mistaken expression.

That's right, just as the whole school was confused, Anne did it like a new Hufflepuff freshman, waiting for the food to arrive.

Not to mention them, even Alan was confused - he didn't know why he came here suddenly!

"What's the matter, brother? Why don't those people continue?" the question from Anne brought him back to his senses a little - Anne looked innocent as if nothing had happened.

By this time Professor McGonagall had arrived—"Miss Anne, please go back to your house desk." ”

"What is that? Why are they with my brother"—Anne gestured to the tables of a few young wizards who had just been enrolled in Hufflepuff—"and I can't?"

Alan couldn't help but pat himself on the head—and then he remembered that he hadn't told Anne about the difference between the four houses—in fact, he and the twins barely talked about the inter-house affair so as not to cause unnecessary conflict.

"Well, Annie, tell me, what did the Sorting Hat say?"

"What it said about pure blood, superb talent, persistent expectation, etc., I told it at the time to hurry up。。。。。。 Anne looked innocent.

Professor McGonagall's face was very bright—but it was definitely not comparable to Professor Snape's—especially when Professor McGonagall told her the reason.

But the Sorting Hat's decision can't be changed - it's been the rule at Hogwarts for thousands of years.

And so, in Slytherin's extremely aggrieved looks, especially Professor Snape's wonderful look, the sorting ceremony continued.

PS: The previous chapter was a failure, Rowling loved Weasley so much that I re-read the description of the Burrow in the original book in order to write it better, and it turned out that I had to delete even what I had written, so I had to do that.