For a moment, Cedric felt that he understood the pain of sniffing, especially the inheritance of shaking and crying.

"Professor Snape, this is an item we acquired ourselves." Cedric tried to reason with Snape.

"What did you get yourself?" Snape said coldly: "Thestrals are the public property of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and you can't take them privately. ”

"However, we exchanged it for equal value." William explained, "We fed the Thestrals food, and they promised to give me tail feathers, a fair exchange, even if I went to Professor Dumbledore. ”

"What did you feed it with? Don't give Thestrals any garbage, they're all precious magical creatures......" Snape sniffled, his face changing suddenly, "Your dragon's blood?" ”

William nodded honestly.

"Dragon's blood is such a precious item, you feed it to Thestrals? Do you know how many potions can be brewed in a drop of dragon blood? Snape was so angry that he had been sick with stomach problems for years.

William and Cedric were dumbfounded, this fancy face-changing was really powerful.

"In view of your wasteful behavior, I will apply to the principal to disqualify you from using the fire dragon." There was a dangerous glint in Snape's eyes.

"Now, give me the tail feathers!" Professor Snape walked back around.

Just then, the door opened, and Professor McGonagall walked in with a group of young wizards.

William: They were still trying to reason with Professor Snape.

Professor Snape dragged a long voice, like a viper, "If you want to miss the sorting ceremony, I don't mind taking you to my office to discuss ...... life."

The group of young wizards kept turning their heads to look at the three strange combinations, and Snape suddenly stopped talking, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He turned his gaze to the group of young wizards, staring at someone suddenly, his breath getting colder and colder.

William said stiffly: "Don't talk about the office, it's just to make trouble with the principal, I'll reason with you, don't you miss the sorting ceremony, let's go, professor?!" ”

"Where to go? I don't have time to deal with you now, get out! ”

Snape glared viciously at William and Cedric, the Thestrals' tail feathers he had just wanted now without even looking at them, and turned and walked down the hall, as if he was going to the sorting ceremony.

Cedric looked confused.

William was thoughtful.

In the previous academic year, he had read many memories, and he had seen a letter from Professor Snape to someone, and he knew that Professor Snape liked a girl.

Now that I suddenly saw the girl's son, I didn't know what the old man, Professor Snape, was feeling.

This is probably the reason why he is not in the mood to deal with the two.

William even suspected that he had deliberately come to find fault with someone, just to get a glimpse of someone in advance.

William wanted to know if Snape's feelings for Harry were in love with the house and Wu, or if he hated it?

William and Cedric soon walked into the hall and returned to their respective tables.

Qiu asked worriedly, "What's going on?" ”

"It's nothing, Professor Snape asked me if I had any medication for baldness, and he's very distressed right now."

William is not afraid of breaking the law at all.

He didn't keep his voice down, several students were talking to each other, and it seemed that the rumor would soon spread to every corner of Hogwarts.

The wind is very noisy tonight.

Soon, another year of separation, a group of young wizards walked in under the leadership of Professor McGonagall.

Sitting here, William could see Hermione sandwiched between a group of people, staring nervously at the ceiling, muttering something unknowingly.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year freshman, and placed a wizard's hat on the stool.

The Sorting Hat was still worn-out as always, patched, worn out, and dirty.

The eight-eyed spider had a beautiful web on its hat, like a white curtain.

The Sorting Hat seemed to be pleased with the decoration as well.

There was silence in the restaurant. Then, the hat twisted. The brim of the hat cracked a wide slit like a mouth, and the Sorting Hat began to sing:

You may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge people by their looks. If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine, I can eat myself......

At the end of a long, stinking song, the audience applauded, and the Sorting Hat bowed to each of the four tables, and then stood still.

William felt that such a monotonous song was a bit boring, so it would be better to give it a suona next time...... As the so-called suona is the king of the world's musical instrument, the suona sounds, and the whole play ends.

Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, a roll of parchment in her hand. "Whoever I call by name now puts on his hat and sits on a stool and waits for the Sorting House."

"Hannah Abbott!"

A ruddy-faced little girl with two blonde braids stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat that just covered her eyes. She sat down.

There was a momentary pause......

"Hufflepuff!" The hat shouted.

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

After that, a few more people, and soon Hermione.

Hermione almost ran to the stool and hurriedly buttoned her hat to her head.

The hat hesitated for a long time before finally shouting:

"Gryffindor!"

Gryffindor was one of Hermione's two options, not disappointed or happy, just some inexplicable loss.

When it was Neville's turn, he ran too fast and fell on the road.

Everyone laughed.

McGonagall stared in a circle of death, and all sounds were gone.

This pause lasted longer than Hermione's.

During the entire process, Neville's Rifle sneaked out of his pocket again, and at a glance it caught eye on the spider that had been webting in front of Neville's eyes.

The Sorting Hat suddenly cried out loudly, begging Rifle to keep a spider under his mouth.

Professor McGonagall scrambled over before snatching the nearly eaten spider from Cliff's mouth.

The Sorting Hat shouted angrily, like a plague god, "It can only be Gryffindor!" ”

After that, Malfoy was assigned to Slytherin, and Ron and Harry Potter were both assigned to Gryffindor.

The whole branch is finally over.

Albus Dumbledore stood up, he looked at the students with a smile on his face, and stretched out his arms to them, as if nothing made him happier than seeing the students in one place.

"Welcome!" "Welcome to Hogwarts to start the school year!" Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words.

That's it: stupid! Cry! Residue! Wring! ”

"Thank you!"

He sat down again, and everyone applauded and cheered.

(Seventh Update, Excessive Chapter.)

There must be a lot of people saying the original text, but this chapter has to be there, because the classic quotes of Hannah and Dumbledore cannot be lost, which is the traditional art of Harry's fandom.

Try to avoid this in the future.

On a question, a reader suggested that Hermione be assigned to Ravenclaw, but it seems to me that Hermione was a standard Gryffindor at heart.

I like Hermione because of her experiences, her adventures, and going to Ravenclaw is her second autumn.

Of course, this is William's story, not Harry's, and there will be no so-called nanny text, the first volume has already changed the world beyond recognition, and this story will be the same.

Less than 200 words, no charge. ）