Advancing to the second year, Neville didn't feel anything special, but it was still quite interesting to sit in the audience and watch the first-year freshmen trembling in line for the sorting house. ☆ → ☆ → point ☆ → small ☆ → said,

The enchanted ceiling was lit with stars, countless candles rested in midair, and below it were four long tables filled with people, golden plates and goblets glittering.

The freshmen walked into the auditorium in a long line of fear, Luna and Ginny among them, the former as calm as usual, with no nervousness at all.

In fact, Neville had already told Luna the whole process of the sorting ceremony, so it would be a problem if he couldn't calm down at this time.

However, Ginny, who also knew about it, was just as nervous as the other freshmen, even shivering, and Neville couldn't figure out what was going on.

Meanwhile, Professor McGonagall, who wears glasses and has her hair tightly tied up in a bun, places the famous Hogwarts Sorting Hat on the stool in front of the freshmen.

Neville had a stack of books in front of him, and he rested his head on the pile of books, his expression tired, looking even more tired than losing goblins in a race against giants.

"Hmm, Harry, aren't they here yet?"

As soon as he said that, Neville couldn't help but yawn, it stands to reason that he should be worried about Harry and Ron by now, but he just wants to go to bed early.

"Something must have gone wrong with them. ”

Hermione spoke in a natural tone, not at all worried about nervousness, and even as she spoke, she didn't take her eyes off the book she was holding.

Neville admired Hermione very much now, because he wanted to sleep without even finishing a book, but Hermione had not only finished the stack, but had already begun to read it a third time.

"Well, hopefully they're okay. ”

Neville said, tilting his head to look at Snape, who was sitting at the guest of honour with a gloomy expression, and muttered, "You shouldn't be deducted points for being late for the school dinner, right......?"

Dumbledore sat in the center of the guest of honor, his long silver beard and half-moon glasses glistening in the candlelight, and it was hard to imagine that he was an old man who was already one hundred and eleven years old. Similarly, sitting on the very edge, Hagrid, with a bear's waist and thick beard, is holding a glass and gulping down his drink, and you can't tell that this is an "old man" in his sixties.

As for Professor McGonagall, well, Neville only knew that she was no younger than Mrs. Longbottom, who was born in 190.

But then again, it seems that many of the teachers at Hogwarts are still single, and it seems that almost none of them have started a family.

Is this the secret of longevity?

Snape got up and left the guest of honor, and Neville didn't notice it until minutes later. It was the end of the sorting ceremony, and Snape returned to the hall to find Professor McGonagall, and the two of them whispered something.

The Great Hall was unusually noisy, and Neville could only see the two men's lips move, and Professor McGonagall's face was very ugly, and Snape finally led her out of the Great Hall.

"Looks like Harry, they've been found. Neville sighed and said, "Looks like they were really caught by Snape." ”

"They're in big trouble. ”

Hermione's book was changed to the Daily Prophet at some point, and she put the newspaper up and said angrily, "I really don't know what they think, those two fools were spotted by Muggles when they were flying in the sky in Mr. Weasley's modified flying car!"

At this time, even Neville knew how troublesome things really were, and Hogwarts had a very light penalty for being late, but for some things...... Neville can name at least five violations that would result in direct expulsion.

“......”

Neville didn't know what to say, he had a knife and fork in hand, and he had no appetite for the table full of delicacies. He could only pray in his heart that Harry and Ron would be okay, and when he saw Snape go and return and take Dumbledore with him, he knew he could only wait quietly.

Life is always more exciting than fiction, to paraphrase the phrase that wizards often use to laugh at themselves.

You never know if the next weird bean smells like boogers.

By the end of the dinner and the story of Harry and Ron, Gryffindor and the school as a whole, Neville and Hermione couldn't figure out what those who were planning to celebrate were thinking.

"Percy, don't you care?"

Hermione found the prefect of Gryffindor, who is also Ron's third brother, and she was not afraid that Percy would abandon his father-in-law for personal gain, because he had always had a bad relationship with Ron, George, and Fred.

"I can't control them. ”

Percy's answer disappointed Hermin, the Gryffindor common room was set up like a drinking party, everyone enjoyed the revelry that came with the beginning of the school year, and everyone agreed that it would be a good year.

Neville knew that Harry and Ron hadn't been punished, and he felt much more at ease, and there was plenty to eat here, so he got himself a large plate of food and ran to the window to make up for the lack of food at the dinner.

"Are they all crazy?"

Hermione walked over to Neville and poured bitterness at the only person she could confide in.

“...... They obviously did something wrong, but now they are being treated like heroes, what the hell is wrong with this world!"

"Well, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay to be happy. ”

Neville's answer sounded like a coping to Hermione, full of perfunctory meaning, and she was very dissatisfied.

"You also think they're not wrong?"

"There must be something wrong, but ...... Wait a minute. ”

Neville's mouth was full of food, and it was then that he realized he needed to get something to drink, so he ran back and poured himself a large glass of juice.

When he returned, he realized that half of the bowl of food he hadn't eaten was gone.

“......”

Glancing at Hermione, who was still huffing, Neville couldn't help it. However, he felt that Hermione was a little too sensitive, and that there were things that he didn't see, and that was a big deal to hide to the side, out of sight and out of mind, which was not very good.

"Actually, they're just so happy. ”

Neville spoke his mind, knowing that Hermione was angry and would definitely refute it, so he continued before Hermione, "Even if it wasn't for Harry and Ron's trouble, they would still find other reasons to celebrate, like welcoming new students or something. ”

"There was nothing like this last year!"

"Well, not because of the welcome of new students, but I'm sure they'll always find a reason. "It's like in 'Travels with Ghouls,' where Professor Lockhart goes to a village where people raise their glasses for a lot of things......

Hermione knew more about Lockhart's book than Neville, and almost as soon as Neville said it, she called up the fragment's reading memory.

Cheers to friendship, toast to someone's marriage, toast to this year's good weather, toast to someone's divorce...... Even for that ghoul, you can still toast.

So what is the reason for today's party?

Is it really Harry and Ron driving a flying car to make a big splash?

"If you don't feel like you can party with them, go back to sleep. Neville put down his empty glass and stretched, "Out of sight, out of mind...... As for Harry, I think they're rejoicing too soon. ”

Neville hadn't forgotten who Harry had the most impact on what they had done, and since the Daily Prophet had already published the news, Mrs. Weasley would have seen it.

This is really big news. **