The train slowed down and finally stopped.

Albert scooped up the napping Tom, stuffed it back into the cage, and surged towards the car door with Fred, George, and Lee Jordan.

Everyone descended to a small dark platform, although it did not rain at Hogwarts this time, but the cold of the night still made Albert tighten his robes.

Behind the curtain, a lamp flickered above the students' heads, and a familiar voice could be heard in the distance, Hagrid was greeting the freshmen in the first year, and it was his task to take them across the lake.

"Let's go!" Fred beckoned everyone to follow the crowd.

The four of them moved little by little with the flow of people, and after passing through the dark platform, they walked a short distance, and hundreds of horse-drawn carriages were waiting for them.

Albert picked a carriage with no one in it, and when the four of them got on board, the carriage followed the long convoy towards Hogwarts Castle.

Halfway through, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were talking about Harry Potter again, and Albert didn't bother to get involved, leaning against the window and looking at the brightly lit castle in the distance.

The carriage finally stopped at the foot of the stone steps in front of the oak gate, and Albert got down from the carriage and ascended the stone steps, and as he was about to enter the castle, he saw Professor McGonagall calling him by the oak gate.

"Mr. Anderson. ”

George, who was chatting with Fred, stopped and looked at him curiously.

Professor McGonagall stopped Katrina and motioned for the two to come with her.

She led the two into the room next to the auditorium, closed the wooden door, and when she was sure that no one was eavesdropping, she took out two timers from her pocket and handed them to each of them.

"It's a time turner, wear it around your neck, and one turn means an hour. Professor McGonagall warns, "Once you go back more than five times, that is, after five hours at a time, it will have a bad effect on the body. ”

"Time and time again, I know how to use it. Albert nodded his head to indicate that he knew.

Katrina, who was next to her, glanced at Albert and agreed to show that she understood.

"Good. Before leaving, Professor McGonagall reminded again: "Don't let anyone else know, and don't use it for learning about the unexpected." ”

"We promise. Albert and Katrina said in unison.

"Alright, you guys go to the banquet, I'm going to welcome the new students. Professor McGonagall strode away.

Albert put the time-turner in his leather bag and walked with Katrina towards the auditorium.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan had already left him a slot in the front row, and the front row was in high demand, and everyone wanted to see the legendary Harry Potter up close.

"That should be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Albert's gaze fell on the chair, and next to Snape was the famous young man with a ridiculous scarf on his head, his face seemed slightly pale from nervousness.

"Professor Quirrell. Without thinking, Percy recounted the news he had just received from Nick, who was almost headless.

"It doesn't seem to be as reliable as the first two Defence Against the Dark Arts professors. Albert whispered, "By the way, did they find Professor Smith?"

"Unfortunately, no. Percy had apparently forgotten last year's Professor Smith, "The whole of Britain has been searched almost once, but no one has been found." ”

"Everybody said he might have been murdered. Lee Jordan muttered quietly.

"The risk of becoming a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is really high, I hope this one can leave smoothly as well. Albert sighed duplicity. After seeing Professor Quirrell with a ridiculous scarf around his head, Albert guessed that Voldemort must have possessed the back of his head.

Didn't Dumbledore really notice it?

It's hard to say!

If he hadn't known something in advance, he probably wouldn't have noticed it himself, and he would only think that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had a scarf around his head was ridiculous.

However, when Harry Potter, Voldemort and Dumbledore actually attended a banquet together, there was an inexplicable joy when they thought about it.

"It's not as serious as you say, and while no Defence Against the Dark Arts professor has been able to teach for more than a year over the years, many of them haven't had any serious accidents. Percy reassured.

"Admittedly, this class is a bit of a cult. Albert muttered, "I think something will happen to this Professor Quirrell if he doesn't resign early." ”

"Don't curse him anymore. Fred reached out to hide his face.

"I think if something really happened to Professor Quirrell, it would be because of what you just said. George couldn't help but complain.

"Shut up, it's not easy for Professor Quirrell to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. "Lee Jordan felt that Professor Quirrell was going to be finished in the end.

The auditorium fell silent suddenly, and everyone looked at the freshmen who had just entered the hall of the auditorium, trying to find the figure of the legendary Potter.

Albert found it, and it was actually easy to find information next to the red-haired Weasley, and the slightly emaciated black-haired boy with glasses was Harry Potter.

The whispering in the auditorium began to cease, and soon fell completely silent.

Then, the sorting hat in front of the freshman began to sing:

You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge people by their appearance.

......

......

Because I'm a thinking hat!

It's a new song again, and this time the Sorting Hat actually bowed to the four tables one by one after singing.

Albert felt his face twitch and raised his hand to applaud with the others.

When the applause died down, Professor McGonagall began to take a roll call. The first was a blonde girl named "Hannah Abbott" who was assigned to Hufflepuff.

As for the little girl who helped Neville find the toad, it turned out to be Hermione Granger, and unsurprisingly was sorted into Gryffindor.

"I thought she was going to be sorted into Ravenclaw. Lee Jordan muttered.

"The boy who lost the toad was also sorted into Gryffindor. George looked sideways at Albert, and he felt that he really didn't want to compare his predictions with Albert.

"I thought he was going to be in Hufflepuff. Fred turned to look at Albert and asked, "How did you know he was going to Gryffindor?" ”

"Guess. ”

When Professor McGonagall called out to Malfoy, Fred said with a look of disgust, "This guy will definitely be sorted into Slytherin." ”

Sure enough, as soon as Malfoy's head touched his hat, the Sorting Hat called out Slytherin.

"You know him. Albert asked knowingly.

"The Malfoy kids, the nasty ones, the ones they look down on Muggle-born wizards. Actually, I'd love to know what he's going to look down on you. George suddenly laughed maliciously, "I think you can completely despise him." ”

Albert glanced at Malfoy, who was welcomed by the Slytherin students, and muttered, "A little kid who has been spoiled by his family." ”

"I like your assessment. Fred gave a thumbs up.

"Harry Potter!"

As Professor McGonagall shouted the name, there was a sudden buzz in the auditorium.

"She's calling Harry Potter?"

"Is that Harry Potter?"

In order to get a clear picture of the legendary Harry Potter, the cafeteria was crowded, many people craned their necks to see Potter, and some students even stood up and looked over there.

This scene gave Albert a sense of star-chasing.

In a moment, the Sorting Hat called out Gryffindor.

The Gryffindor's long table immediately erupted in the loudest cheers.

Percy, who was sitting in the front row, stood up and shook Harry's hand, with a sense of leadership.

"Look, at Gryffindor. Albert whispered.

Neither Fred nor George heard him, and they were shouting, "We've got Potter!

However, Albert did notice Lee Jordan's "true" mouth shape.

He looked back at the guest of honor, and his gaze fell on Dumbledore, who was raising his glass slightly, as if satisfied that his savior was not crooked.