The scene was very chaotic for a while, and most people were still immersed in the shock that the Sorting Hat had actually changed the genre. For the first time in all their years of schooling, they knew that the Sorting Hat had lit up a tree of skills in addition to its dry singing. And a few of the active people started their performances early - of course, it's mostly the fools from a long table.

"It's incredible, you managed to save our ears Brandi!" George looked at the front of the Sorting Hat and bowed triumphantly, banging on the table and screaming exaggeratedly. "Do you know how much syrup cake I have to eat less every year because of the cliché of the broken hat......

In the same tone as the old lady, she hummed the sorting song that had not grown for nearly a thousand years, and she didn't have any points in her heart when she sang it. Didn't it think about how desperate it was for us Hogwarts flowers to wait for dinner to begin? ”

Alas, I hugged my emaciated self in distress. How many times have I almost collapsed on this last hurdle before dinner. ”

"Oh, come on, Fred... Are you flowers? Angelina glared at Fred amusedly, "It's disgusting that I don't even want to eat." But Brandi, well done...... The song is also very good. ”

It was a long time before order slowly returned to the auditorium. It seemed to be the first time Professor McGonagall had heard such a short and succinct sorting song, and she forgot to speak for a moment, until Professor Sprout coughed desperately behind her, and she hurriedly picked up the parchment and stepped forward.

"My freshman who reads the name, sit on a stool and put the Sorting Hat on your head, and it will lead you to your respective houses—then, Mallory Anderson."

The Sorting began.

"You say, will Salph come to our academy too?" Hermione lowered her head and whispered, "And her best friend named Luna, why do I think that temperament is weird." ”

Hearing the news about Brandi's sister, Parvati quickly pricked up her ears and squeezed over.

"Wouldn't it be nice for you to just say that the gods are chattering...... In fact, she is indeed quite inexplicable, and her speech is also reversed. Of course, she's still a good girl at heart - as for the Sorting House, huh. Brandi smiled sheepishly, "I've done it in private!" Gryffindor should be a no-"

"Ha, that crazy stupid girl has been assigned to Ravenclaw~" Parvati suddenly pointed ahead excitedly and began to slap desperately.

I really didn't expect that there would be a day when a silly girl said that someone else was a silly girl...... Brandi turned her head amusedly, trying to see which hapless kid it was—huh?

He was so stunned that he couldn't speak.

It's Luna, how did she get sorted into Ravenclaw?

Didn't you discuss it all with the Sorting Hat? Bath incense health care one-stop exchange for two Gryffindor places! Damn broken hat, you dare to let me go with a pigeon! Brandi was furious.

One by one, the number of new students decreased. With Luna's experience, Brandi was not in the mood to chat this time, and he nervously looked at the cowering Salph on the stage, for fear that the Sorting Hat would break her and send her to Hufflepuff - but the broken hat didn't seem to be as bad as he thought, and when Salf trotted past, the hat almost touched her head and screamed, "Obviously, Salph, perfect Ravenclaw!" ”

There was a burst of applause and cheers at the long table in Ravenclaw, and they seemed very happy to accept such a lovely little girl. Sharf looked at Brandi pitifully, and her expression looked like she was about to burst into tears......

But that's not bad, at least Luna and she can keep an eye on each other. Brandi was relieved to see them grouped together, and he glanced at the Sorting Hat with an unkind face, and the Sorting Hat laughed wildly.

Brandy, Brandi's face was gloomy, and his fingers poked at the table.

By the time Harry and Ron showed up in the tower, the dinner had already ended, and in order to satisfy Hermione's pent-up desire to preach, Brandi and the three of them were holding their eyelids fighting up and down, waiting in the common room—the same was true for the vast majority of Gryffindors, who seemed to have seen the front page of the Daily Prophet, and the lounge was packed.

As soon as the fat woman unscrewed the hole open, a number of hands reached out and dragged Harry and Ron in. For a moment they thought they were going to be dragged to court – they were excited to rush up and pat them on the back and shoulders as if they had just won the House Cup for Gryffindor.

"Wonderful!" Lee Jordan shouted, "That's amazing! What a wonderful way! drove a speeding car and hit the beating willow, and people have been talking about it for years! ”

It wasn't until they were about to fly into the sky that the two idiots noticed Hermione, who was not happy at all at the edge of the crowd, and seemed to be about to squeeze over to teach them a lesson. They couldn't laugh at all, and quickly gave Brandi a look, and rushed up the stairs of the dormitory with a casual excuse.

"Why are they avoiding me?" Hermione said angrily to Brandi and Parvati. "Do I look that scary?"

Feeling the rising momentum of Hermione, Brandi's hair stood on end, and for the first time he felt that it was so difficult to tell a lie with a clear conscience. He rubbed his nose and glanced at Parvati. The two tacitly sensed each other's thoughts, so they smiled sweetly at Hermione.

"Good night, dear Hermione~"

Then he ran away into the dormitory with his tail between his legs. Hermione was left alone, sulking in the break room.

………………

Harry and Ron never imagined that they would escape Hermione's fate, but they would never be able to escape for the rest of their lives.

From breakfast the next day, the two of them began to fall into bad luck. Hermione was still haunted by what Brandi thought she was preaching horrily, so she sat down directly across from them early in the morning, their piercing eyes sweeping them to the point that they couldn't eat. Originally, Sharf was still excited to come to Brandy...... However, seeing the war-like atmosphere here, Ravenclaw's sanity still made her honestly retreat.

Immediately after that, the daily postman flew in, and it stands to reason that nothing will come in the mail on the first day of school. But in addition to the two Muggle and wizarding newspapers that Hermione ordered, there was also a red envelope.

It was sent by Ron's Errol...... Seeing the letter, Ron almost knocked over the teapot in his hand, his expression like he had been given a critical illness notice.

"Oh, don't do that—it's a howling letter."

As the envelope was opened, Mrs. Weasley's deafening Hedong lion roar rang out throughout the auditorium. Brandi let go of his buzzing ears and found Harry and Ron sitting dumbfounded, as if they had been knocked dumb by a troll's stick...... When Professor McGonagall sent the timetable here, neither of them consciously reached for it.

"Well, don't think I'm going to sympathize with you, Weasley......" Professor McGonagall glanced at Ron and set his class schedule on the table, "You have to pay the price for what you don't do but brains, know your father-"

She sighed.

"By the way, ...... Cloth," she wisely rephrased, "Mr. Barton, you'd better go to the Headmaster's office after breakfast, Professor Dumbledore has something to look for you." Of course, you'll have to get back as soon as possible, and this year's herb class isn't in the first greenhouse – don't get lost. ”

"Oh, okay, Professor." Brandy figured that Professor Dumbledore might want to ask him about Manson Manor, so he took the timetable and nodded to Professor McGonagall.

After breakfast, Brandi hurriedly said goodbye to the others, and the shouting letter seemed to have done a good thing—Hermione seemed to think they were pitiful enough, so she was as friendly as before, and her attitude towards Brandi had changed slightly. At least she was no longer coldly ignoring people, but snorted unreasonably. Brandi didn't know if it was a sign of forgiveness......

He ran all the way up to the eighth floor to the principal's office. As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't wait.

"Professor, I've been to Wright's house, and I've seen there—"

He stopped suddenly, and Dumbledore sat behind his desk, his tired expression for the first time. Behind the crescent lenses, Brandi clearly saw faint dark circles under his eyes and a somewhat puzzled look...... Wright's little thing shouldn't have bothered him like this.

Brandi...... I have something to ask you. Dumbledore waved his hand and motioned for him to lean over. I heard the Sorting Hat say, you know Miss Strange? ”

"Scrange?" Brandi was stunned for a moment, before realizing that it should be Selph. "Oh, yes, Professor. She's supposed to be me, well, a sister in another sense......" He hesitated, deciding that it was better not to explain this kind of thing to Dumbledore at home.

"Sister......" Dumbledore knocked unconsciously on the table, "Brandi, do you know that every little wizard is not recruited by Hogwarts by accident. From birth, your name will be entered into the Hogwarts roster if you are qualified as wizards...... All we have to do is send you an offer of admission in 11 years' time. ”

Brandi scratched his head, "But Professor, what does this have to do with Selph?" Didn't she also receive an admission notice? ”

"That's where I wonder." Dumbledore frowned, "Miss Scrench is different, I'm very impressed, Brandy, I've looked at the roster from eleven years ago, and I remember every name there clearly—Ginny Weasley, and Luna Lovegood—but without her, her name was added to the roster all of a sudden, just a few days before we handed out the offer. ”

"What?" Brandi's mouth opened wide in surprise, his mind going blank. Only vaguely remembered what Dumbledore had told him repeatedly. "The powerful protective charms on the roster doom only the most powerful wizards to leave their mark on them—I'm not suspecting Miss Scrange of ulterior motives, on the contrary, the Sorting Hat thinks she's too pure to have any bad motives. But this incident is obviously not a coincidence...... Who the hell is trying to send your sister to Hogwarts—"

"So, stay vigilant, Brandi. You and Miss Scrange are both ......."