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The students were talking to the people sitting next to them, and the whole auditorium was buzzing, and Evan knew exactly what they were talking about.

What he didn't expect was that the Sorting Hat was actually the same as he thought, or did the four founders themselves have this kind of worry.

Is it really right to artificially classify new students and affect their fate for the rest of their lives?

Evan thought he could ask the four founders themselves with this question, and it was hard for others to say, but if he could get the time turner that the Titan said, he would definitely go back a thousand years ago to meet Lady Rowena Ravenclaw, and he would have to get the key to the secret treasure from them.

In addition, Evan is also more concerned about the final progress of her and Gryffindor, has the relationship between the siblings ended up?

As it stands, Gryffindor has no descendants, and Ravenclaw has only one daughter, Helena Ravenclaw.

Helena uses her mother's last name, and no one knows who her father is.

Anyone can possibly do it, and while Gryffindor is highly likely, it doesn't need to be disguised, and it shouldn't be given a Ravenclaw surname.

The Gryffindors are well-known pure-blood wizard families, if not as illustrious as the Ravenclaws.

This matter is full of suspicions, and Evan even wonders if Ravenclaw and other wizards gave birth to children, and then the other party suddenly disappeared, or died because of something, and this person's identity is particularly sensitive and inconvenient to be announced.

Gryffindor had to be alone to silently guard the mother and daughter, and they never took ......

Although this possibility is very unlikely in terms of Ravenclaw's own status and strength, it is difficult to say.

Evan felt that he should write this story down, and as a novel, it would definitely be welcomed.

Next to him, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were discussing the Sorting Hat's warning.

"I've never seen that hat like this?" said Harry, feeling different.

"It's a bit off-topic this year, isn't it?" Ron said, raising an eyebrow.

"That's true!"

Usually, the Sorting Hat only describes the different qualities that the four Hogwarts houses value and its own task of sorting students, and it is not remembered when it tried to give advice to the school, which never happened.

"I wonder if it warned before?" Hermione said, her voice slightly uneasy.

"Yes, yes!" said Nick, who was almost headless, poking his head at Hermione through Neville, "The Sorting Hat feels it is a moral duty to give the school a proper warning, it is the Overseer of Hogwarts, and in a way represents the four founders. If it deems it necessary, it will alert the school and remind everyone to pay attention. ”

"Oh, has this really happened in history?" asked He, with keen interest.

"Yes, it's not a lot, but every time the Sorting Hat gives an early warning, something big happens to the school, I remember one eight centuries ago, when I had just arrived at Hogwarts and the whole school was going to close......"

"Quiet!" he could say before he was interrupted by Professor McGonagall.

She was waiting for the list of first-year students to be announced, and now she glared at the classmates who were talking to each other with a very stern gaze.

Nick, who was almost headless, hurriedly pressed a transparent finger to his lips and sat up straight.

The buzz in the auditorium came to an abrupt end, and everyone turned to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the four tables with another frown, then looked down at the long piece of parchment in her hand and said the first name aloud.

"Euann Abercrombie. ”

This is a little boy with two surprisingly large ears, the most nervous in the crowd just now.

He looked panicked, stumbled forward, and put his hat on his head.

Thanks to his two surprisingly large ears, the hat didn't slip off his shoulders.

The Sorting Hat pondered for a moment, then the crack next to the brim opened again, and he announced loudly, "Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor classmates applauded in unison, and as Fred and George stood up to greet them, Euann staggered over to their table and sat down, looking at the look on his face as if he wished there was a hole in the ground for him to get into, and no one was staring at him again.

"Ron, we, as prefects, should have the freshmen by our side so that we can mentor them. Hermione said hurriedly, remembering the incident, and she stared at the frightened little child, "You too, Avan, the student council president must lead by example. ”

Slowly, the long line of first-year freshmen shortened little by little.

At Hermione's insistence, Evan and Ron had to sit a few of the new students assigned to Gryffindor.

Next to Evan was a little girl named Kate, who had short golden and bright blue eyes, which was cute, but she was so shy that she blushed whenever she spoke.

She never seemed to think that as soon as she entered the school, she would sit next to a big figure like the president of the student union, and she was almost suffocated with excitement.

At the long table, the other freshmen who had just been assigned to Gryffindor all looked at Kate with envy.

The little girl was nervous and answered Evan's questions honestly, very cooperative......

Evan knew from the conversation that Kate was also from a Muggle family.

She knew little about the wizarding world as a whole, and listened to Evan's introduction to the school with a look of adoration.

In the center of the auditorium, Professor McGonagall kept reading the names of the students, who seemed to have more students this year than in previous years, and everyone was cooing with hunger.

In the end, Rose Zeller was assigned to Hufflepuff.

Professor McGonagall picked up her hat and stool and strode away as Professor Dumbledore stood up.

"Welcome to our new students!" Dumbledore said in a loud voice, his arms outstretched, and a big smile on his lips, "Welcome! Welcome to our old students, welcome back!

There was appreciative laughter and applause in the auditorium, and Dumbledore sat down upright.

He threw his long beard over his shoulders and didn't let them get in the way of his plate.

Everyone looked at the table expectantly, and the delicacies suddenly fell from the sky, and the five long tables were suddenly piled with large pieces of beef, pies, plates of vegetables, bread, jam, and pots of pumpkin juice, groaning from the rain.

Evan heard a low exclamation from Kate beside him, looking at the food incredulously.

"Captain Evan, how did you conjure up all this food?" she said in surprise, "is it magic?"

"Not exactly, the food still has to be made by yourself, the house-elves in the kitchen make them first, then put them on the corresponding long table downstairs, and use a diversion charm or something like that to send them up.......," Evan said halfway through, and suddenly stopped.

Looking at Kate's confused expression, he realized that he had to explain to her what a house-elf was first.