"Alright, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore raised his wand and flicked it, and a text twisted from a golden ribbon floated in front of everyone.

Members of the Hogwarts choir also appeared, including the prefect next to Albert, and the choirs in the front row were holding toads in their hands.

As Dumbledore waved his wand, the teachers and students began to sing the school song to their own beat.

Albert was also among them, his mouth open and closed, pretending that he was singing.

There's no way, the song is very secondary, and it's sad that the professors in the teacher's seat have a little stiff expressions, obviously a little reluctant.

It's okay for children, but a group of adults are singing this kind of school song, and they feel ashamed!

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts ......" Next to Albert, the funny Weasley brothers are singing to the melody of "Funeral March", and the beat is completely out of step with the others, and several new students around them are looking sideways.

“...... We will study hard until we turn into dung. After the song was finished, the two were still singing slowly, and Albert suddenly felt the urge to cover his face and pretend that he didn't know them.

After the final note of the song ended, Dumbledore asked everyone to go back to rest.

The entrance banquet finally ended, and everyone rushed up, causing traffic congestion in an instant.

Now, Albert somewhat understands why the newcomers are being placed at the front.

If you follow a student from another grade, you might be in the wrong place. It's not too beautiful to think of a Gryffindor student who accidentally followed the wrong line and ran to the Hufflepuff common room, only to find out that he had gone to the wrong place.

"Newcomers, come with me. "Leading the way for the Gryffindor newcomers is the prefect, the one who has just taken the stage.

He led everyone through the noisy crowd, out of the cafeteria, and after ascending the marble staircase, separated from the freshmen of the other houses.

The new party walked through the corridors and around the castle, not the legendary moving staircase.

There are portraits hanging in the hallways, with characters whispering to new students as they pass by, and portraits greeting them.

The prefect leads the freshmen through the castle, and you never guess where the entrance is?

There was a closed wooden door in front of them, but they passed through the stone door on the other side, some of which you need to touch in the exact position to open for you, and some of which were hidden behind the drapery, or behind the portrait. But that's not the worst part, because there's a bad luck trap staircase right now, which looks the same as a normal staircase, but when you get to a certain step, you need to step over it, or you'll get your foot stuck in it.

For newcomers who have just arrived here, it is a disaster.

"You're alright!" Albert reached out and pulled Lee Jordan out.

"Not good. Lee Jordan said angrily, "I was just taken aback, I really don't understand what the school is doing with so many strange things?"

"I think it's funny, right, George. ”

"I think so too. ”

"These are the old defenses, and now they are a great feature of Hogwarts. Albert explained, "Keep up, I don't want to get lost." ”

I don't know how long I walked, but when Albert felt a little sore in his legs, they finally reached the eighth floor, through a long hallway, to the end. There hung a portrait of a very wealthy woman, undoubtedly the legendary Fat Lady, the gatekeeper of the Gryffindor Tower.

"Password?" she asked.

"Nonsense. With that, the portrait opened like a door, revealing a circular hole in the back.

He didn't rush in, but turned to the newcomer, "You must remember the password, you can only enter the lounge if you say the command to the fat lady, the current password is gibberish." ”

With that, the prefect led everyone through the hole in the wall, which was the Gryffindor common room.

It's a big, old round room with a lot of sofas. In the corner of the room, there was a roaring fire in the fireplace, and a large amount of firewood was placed next to it, and several people were sitting on the sofa chatting, and when the newcomer came in, he looked over and waved at the newcomer.

"You're lucky, tomorrow is Saturday, which means you don't have to go to class, this is a rare opportunity, I suggest you get acquainted with the castle during these two days, the environment of the castle is more complicated than you think, if you don't want to get lost, it's best to find out the location of the classroom quickly. After speaking, the prefect pointed to the two doorways, "The girls go over there, and the boys go with me." ”

After greeting the other prefect, he led Albert and the others into another door, down a narrow spiral staircase, where they encountered many doors, and the prefect introduced them to the freshmen's rooms, bathrooms, and bathrooms.

Of course, the washroom and bathroom are communal, but thankfully the bathroom has a cubicle, thank goodness.

As for their respective rooms, they need to find their own rooms, and there are special name markings on the doors.

Albert and the twins live in the same room as Lee Jordan, and there are only four people here.

The room was not big, with four beds with curtains and their respective luggage next to the bed.

Albert easily found his suitcase and yawned and pulled his pajamas out of it to change into himself.

"In the future, please advise. Albert greeted the other three with a smile.

"Lots of advice. The four looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to explore the castle, will you go?" Albert took his camera from his suitcase and retreated to the door to take a picture of his bedroom.

"Of course. Remember to call me in the morning. The twins looked at each other and spoke in unison.

"What about you?" the three of them looked at Lee Jordan in unison.

"Of course, go with us. "The black guy obviously doesn't want to be left alone.

"Good night. ”

Lying in bed, I was already very sleepy, but I still couldn't sleep. Every time Albert went to an unfamiliar place, he was prone to insomnia.

The others were apparently not bothered by him as much, and they were well fed and drunk, and they fell asleep not long after they lay down in bed.

Albert turned to the side and opened his quest panel, where his original exploration progress had reached 3%.

I don't know how much it will be to walk through the castle tomorrow, he flipped through the list of his skills, which was several pages long.

Most of them are only level 1, and a few have not yet mastered it.

Looking at those skills that were still at level 0, Albert suddenly felt the urge to spend experience to upgrade them to level 1.

This is all a broken habit left over from playing games in the past, and it will always habitually fill up the skills.

Albert took a deep breath and closed the panel, lest he accidentally spend all his hard-earned experience, which could be related to his later life.

In a daze, Albert fell asleep, and he had a dream in which he saw his previous self flipping through a book. He still remembers that it was his first encounter with the Harry Potter book.

"Is all this a dream?"

No, it wasn't a dream, it had been confirmed again and again the moment he opened his eyes again and again after he died.

This is not a dream.

I always feel like the author of the fanstory, creating another Harry Potter fanstory of my own. It's just that this time, he can't unscrupulously depict the content of YY he wants like the author.

Ah, Wenqing is a disease.