It was already dark, and the train slowed down and gradually moved into the mountains and woods. Phoenix also knew Blaise Sabini, whose mother had been married seven times, each of whom had died a strange death and left her a large inheritance. And the clever Theodore Nott.

The train slowed down and finally stopped. The cold of the night caused Melinda to hug Phoenix's warm body tightly, and the half-blood giant Hagrid shouted, "First-year freshmen!

In the midst of the crowd, Melinda was keenly aware that one of the girls had been watching Phoenix, but he was predicting to Draco that someone they knew would be sorted into that house, and he didn't notice it. Melinda looked at Hermione haughtily, as if asserting her sovereignty, and Hermione looked at her without fear.

"Turn this corner and you'll soon see Hogwarts for the first time. Hagrid shouted back.

At the end of the narrow path, the majestic castle is unfolded, and the windows twinkle under the stars, like Hogwarts welcoming them.

Phoenix, Draco, Melinda, and Theodore, in a small boat, paddled across the calm lake, silent, gazing at the towering castle. After disembarking from the ship, Hagrid led them to the gate, where a solemn-looking witch was already waiting for them, and her first impression was that it was difficult to deal with. They followed Professor McGonagall down the stone floor. Bringing everyone into a small, empty room, Goyle and Crabbe used their bodies to squeeze out a place where Phoenix was comfortable in a crowded environment.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, the opening feast is about to begin, but before you can take your seats in the dining room, you must first decide which house you are going to. Sorting is an important ritual because the college is like your home during your time at school. You're going to have classes with your classmates in the house, you're going to live in dorms together, you're going to spend your free time in the common room—" Professor McGonagall said some of the rules of school, and finally asked everyone to tidy up their appearance and leave the room.

Everyone was whispering, mostly guessing how to sort them, when a group of ghosts streaked across the room, talking about something. Causing several people to scream, Harry leaps three feet high, and Draco mocks Harry for being a coward in his not-so-flute words.

"Now in a row," Professor McGonagall said back to them, "follow me." ”

Enter the auditorium after passing through a large door. The rest of the academy was already sitting around four long tables, above which thousands of candles fluttered in the air lit up the cafeteria. Four tables are lined with glittering gold plates and goblets. Professor McGonagall brought the first-year students to the faculty seats, hundreds of faces staring at them like pale lanterns. The ghosts also mingled among the students, shimmering with a hazy silver light.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year freshman, a wizard's hat that was patched, worn out, and dirty. While everyone in the auditorium was staring at it, the hat twisted, and the brim of the hat cracked a wide slit, like a mouth—and the hat began to sing:

"You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge people by their appearance.

If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,

I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hat jet black and shiny,

Keep your high-capped caps smooth and structured.

I'm a Hogwarts test hat,

Naturally, they are taller than your hats.

Any thought hidden in your mind,

can't escape the golden eyes of the magic hat.

Put it on and try it,

I'll tell you which house you should be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is bravery buried in the bottom of your heart,

Their courage, courage and boldness make Gryffindor stand out;

You may belong to Hufflepuff, where the people are honest and loyal,

Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest, unafraid of hard labor;

If you are shrewd, you may get into the wisdom of old Ravenclaw,

Those who are wise and learned will always meet their fellow believers there;

Maybe you'll go to Stetelin, maybe you'll make sincere friends here,

But those who are cunning and insidious will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

Put me on! Don't be afraid!

In my hands (even though I don't even have one) you are absolutely safe

Because I'm a thinking hat!"

After the hat finished singing, the audience applauded, and it bowed to the four tables one by one, and then stood still.

Professor McGonagall had taken a few steps earlier, parchment in hand.

"Whoever I call by name now will put on his hat, sit on a stool, and wait for the Sorting House," she said, "Hannah Aibo!"

The little girl, with a ruddy face and two blonde braids, stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat that just covered her eyes. She sat down. There was a pause - "Hufflepuff!" The hat shouted.

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

One by one, the freshmen were assigned to their own colleges. Draco, Daphne, Melinda, Breis, and Theodore were all sorted into Slytherin. Hermione went to Gryffindor.

"Harry Potter!"

As Harry walked forward, there was a sudden buzz in the auditorium. The Sorting Hat couldn't figure out where he would be assigned to that house, and everyone was watching to see where the Star of Salvation would go.

The Sorting Hat finally stopped writhing after a few minutes, shouting, "Gryffindor!"

Everyone in Gryffindor cheered, and the Weasley twin brother shouted, "We've got Potter! We've got Potter!" and Dupin was sorted into Ravenclaw, and Ron went to Gryffindor.

"Phoenix Peverell!"

The whole auditorium once again resounded with a buzzing whisper, Slytherin and Ravenclaw were the most talkative, and the people from the other two houses were a little confused.

"Son of the Phoenix, Harry," Percy explained to Harry in confusion, "he was born with a phoenix that took the initiative to recognize the Lord, the phoenix is a gentle but extremely powerful magical creature, only wizards with great magic can be recognized, and many people think that he will surpass Dumbledore to become the great wizard of the next century." ”

Phoenix put on the Sorting Hat, and a small voice rang in his ears: "Yes, it can't be wrong-"

The Sorting Hat shouted, "Slytherin!"

The long Slytherin table, like boiling water, gave everyone a standing ovation. Everyone scrambled to shake hands with him and introduce themselves, but he didn't hear the names of several people.

When the Great Hall regained its calm, Dumbledore stood up, looked at the students with a smile on his face, and said, "Welcome! Welcome to Hogwarts to start the new school year!" That's it: stupid, crying nose, screwing, screwing, thank you. ”

Draco clapped his hands and said, "What do you mean by that?"

Phoenix drew his wand and spelled out Dumbledore's words in the air:

Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

Many people in the auditorium stared at the words in the air, waved their wands, and the letters automatically reversed places, and some of the same letters coincided: Merlinteamo!

Everyone suddenly realized, Phoenix looked at Professor Dumbledore, smiled and raised his glass to toast at Phoenix, so that he had to rush to return a glass.

Eventually, the pudding disappeared, and Professor Dumbledore asked everyone to sing the school song. Phoenix noticed that the smiles of the other teachers seemed to freeze.

Dumbledore flicked his wand, and the wand floated out of golden ribbons, transforming into lines of text.

"Everyone chooses their favorite tune. Dumbledore said, "Ready, sing!"

The scene is unbearable, oh no, it's unbearable. Slytherin, including Phoenix, "read" the school song at a very fast pace, and everyone sang the song in a scattered manner. Only Weasleyga's twins continued to sing to the slow melody of "Funeral March."

"Let's go back to the dormitory. ”

The Slytherin first-year student followed the prefect to the basement.