But as Professor McGonagall called out the name of the first freshman, the Sorting Hat fell silent. Placed on a little girl's head, it wasn't long before the Sorting Hat shouted, "Hufflepuff." ”

One freshman after another was assigned to their own house at the sound of the Sorting Hat.

Soon it was Yang Su's turn to pay more attention to Hermione, not because of how good-looking and cute she was, to tell the truth, looking at the little girl with front teeth in front of her was not quite in line with Yang Su's aesthetics.

The reason why she received Yang Su's attention was mainly because her grades in the original book were really good. This little girl from an ordinary family is much better than his savior friend. Coupled with her serious learning attitude, although there are still some shortcomings, she is indeed a good seedling.

After watching Hermione enter Gryffindor without surprise, it was the reckless Lombat Neville who walked up and put on his hat. The Sorting Hat was lost in thought, not how bad Neville was. Every student who makes it to Hogwarts is the hope of the wizarding world, and the Sorting Hat is embarrassed by not knowing how to sort this guy with such a different identity and personality into that house.

Born as a pure-blood wizard, he was supposed to be sorted into Slytherin. But at the same time, he was impulsive and reckless, with a full Gryffindor aura.

Eventually, the Sorting Hat made a decision and shouted, "Gryffindor." ”

Neville, who had been anxiously waiting for a long time, thought he was going to be sent home, but when he heard the sound of the Sorting Hat, he happily left his seat and ran towards the Gryffindor table. Soon, however, he slowly walked back to the sound of Professor McGonagall and the laughter of the students in the hall, taking off his hat from his head.

The Sorting Hat is actually very responsible, he chooses the students' homes through the students' profiles, personality and willingness, and of course there are also new students that he doesn't like, such as Draco, the son of Lucius Malfoy, the school's director. Before the arrogant pure-blood boy had put it on, the Sorting Hat shouted loudly, "Slytherin." ”

Malfoy, after having found his home, ignored the Sorting Hat's look of disgust, wiped his hands, and walked into the Slytherin table to sit down with his younger brothers.

Soon most of the new students were assigned to their own group by the Sorting Hat, until Professor McGonagall shouted, "Harry? Potter"

The students on the field were caught in whispers. The Sorting Hat fell into thought as Harry stepped forward and put on his hat, the fragments of his mouth expressing his hesitation as to which house Harry was going to go.

"Not going to Slytherin, right?" Harry didn't hear him, but the Sorting Hat asked Harry in a small voice, "Have you made up your mind?" You can be great, you know, in your thoughts, Slytherin can help you to glory, there's no doubt about it—isn't it? Well, now that you've made up your mind, you'd better go to Gryffindor!"

The Sorting Hat's voice went from subtle to normal, and then the last Gryffindor finished speaking, and cheers erupted from the Gryffindor House benches. As Harry walked to the bench, Prefect Percy stood up and shook his hand tightly. The Weasley twin shouted loudly, "We've got Potter!" We've got Potter!"

At this time, Harry, who was sitting on the bench, finally calmed down and looked at the guest of honor on the high platform. The closest to him was Hagrid, the Warden of the Forbidden Forest, who caught Harry's gaze and gave him a thumbs up. Harry grinned in return. Then there was Dumbledore sitting on a large golden chair and Yang Su next to him. The only teacher Harry knew was Professor Quirrell, who had a purple scarf around his head.

He seemed to be chatting with the teacher next to him at this time. Harry felt a dull pain in his forehead as he looked at the two of them, especially when he saw that the professor who was chatting with Professor Quirrell seemed to be staring at him intensely.

As the last freshman put on his Sorting Hat and entered his own house, 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 come together. "Welcome!" He said, "Welcome to Hogwarts to start the new school year!" Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words. That is: "Stupid! Cry! Residue! Wring! Thank you!"

Listening to Dumbledore's words, Yang Su didn't pay much attention to it, and looked at the food that appeared in front of him and began to eat. In his previous life, Yang Su was also obsessed with Harry Potter for a period of time, and he also deliberately checked the meaning of this sentence, but unfortunately he did not get an accurate official statement. Maybe it's just to show off your personality.

There were no surprises during dinner, and everyone was focused on eating their food. Every time a piece of food is taken away, an identical piece of food will appear on the plate instantly.

Time flies, and the banquet to welcome the new students is coming to an end. Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The restaurant is also quiet. "Oh, now that everyone is full and drunk, I want to say a few more words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I would like to make a few points to note with you. ”

"First-year students are aware that the woods on campus are off-limits to students. Some of our old classmates should also remember this. ”

Dumbledore's glittering gaze swept toward the Weasley twins. "Also, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to do magic in the hallways between classes."

"The Quidditch player review will take place in the second week of the term. If you are interested in joining the college team, please contact Mrs. Huo Qi. ”

"Finally, I must tell you that anyone who does not want to suffer an accident or a painful death should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

All the senior students had heard Dumbledore say these warnings, but there was one thing that was no, the last warning that even the prefects of the various houses had just heard.

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore exclaimed.

At this time, the smiles of Yang Su and his colleagues froze instantly, and Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a long golden ribbon flew out of the wand, twisting and coiling lines of text like a snake over the high dining table. "Each person chooses their favorite tune." Dumbledore said, "Ready, sing!" So all the teachers and students sang loudly: Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us knowledge, whether we are old people who have lost our heads or children who have broken our knees, our minds can accept some interesting things. Because now our minds are empty, full of air, dead flies and trivialities, teaching us some valuable knowledge, giving back to us what we have forgotten, you just have to do your best, and leave the rest to ourselves, and we will study hard until we turn into dung. ”

Yang Su and the professors beside him had no feelings about this school song. After the recitation was done as fast as possible, only Hagrid and Dumbledore were still singing in the guest of honor. No, only Hagrid was still singing, and Dumbledore was now watching with great interest as the Velles brothers sang the school song to the tune of the funeral march. and waved his wand in the last few bars of their command.