"Looks really good." The ghost with the wheeled wrinkled collar looked at the Hariche steak and said sadly.

Harry asked the ghost, "Aren't you going to come for a little bit?"

"I haven't eaten in four hundred years." The ghost said, "I don't need to eat them, but of course I miss their beauty." I guess I haven't introduced myself yet, have I? Mimsy – Sir Nicholas of Boltington, the resident ghost of Gryffindor Tower. ”

"I know who you are!" Ron suddenly said, "Two of my older brothers told me about you - you're the 'Nick who almost lost his head'!"

"I think I prefer you to call me Sir Nicholas of Mimsy." The ghost looked a little cramped, but the pale brown-haired Seamus Finigan interjected, "Almost headless? How could you almost lose your head?"

Sir Nicholas seemed angry, and it seemed that he did not want to talk about the subject.

"It's like this." He said impatiently. He grabbed his left ear and pulled it down. His head staggered and slipped off his neck and onto his shoulders as if he were hinged. It seems that someone cut off his head, but not completely. Nick, who was almost headless, was very happy to see their stunned expressions. He flicked his head back to his neck, cleared his throat, and said, "Alright, new Gryffindor classmates!" I hope you guys can help us win the House Cup this academic year, okay? Gryffindor has never won in such a long time. Slytherin has won six in a row! Barrow the Bloody Man is unbearable - he's the ghost of Slytherin. ”

Harry looked over to the Slytherin table and saw a terrible ghost sitting at the table, staring with glazed eyes, withered and stained with silver blood stains on his robes. Barrow the Bloody Man happened to be sitting next to Malfoy, who was not very happy with the seating arrangement, and Harry was happy to see it.

"How did he get blood all over his body?" Sidian was particularly interested.

"I never asked." Nick, who was almost headless, said stiffly. The new students, who had been eating and drinking for a while, began to eat dessert after the main meal

By the way, it's my own

These situations will play out here in Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff, as for Slytherin, since they are all pure-bloods, almost all of them know each other, so they don't communicate much, and they eat silently and maintain the so-called aristocratic etiquette.

And what is very special today is that in the face of the heir of the super family, the north, their group of self-righteous wizards all admire the north.

Although the story of the North is not as good as that of the four sages, it is also a family of equal status at the same time, and Hogwarts is still the land of people.

According to the Codex, the North held a pact with Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Helga Hufflepuff, as well as portraits of the four of them.

The happiest person at the Gryffindor table was Harry, and his Chinese friends from the school had all entered Hogwarts, although not all of them were in the same house, but it was so bad to be together.

Harry was talking to Sazuri beside him right now.

Saori was flushed, and his eyes were watery as he chatted with Harry, making the boys on the side throb, and the girls expressing jealousy, this girl was so cute.

In fact, they didn't know that it was Hideyoshi

Next to Harry sat Ron, who was following Neville to tell all sorts of crazy stories about himself riding a broomstick, which was blowing.

His twin brother smiled when he heard his little brother's blowing, although they usually like to play tricks on Ron, sometimes they still give him face, and besides, the twins also like to blow this thing.

Yao Shunyu, as a member of the traversal group, sat silently next to the twins, watching the development of the situation, he had been paying attention to Mo Yi at first, and it was expected that he had entered Slytherin.

Although Slytherin is not all bad guys, everyone who has read the original Harry Potter books knows the Slytherin selection conditions.

Talented

Capable of

Ambitious

I want to express myself

And there is a scheming This piece Rao Shunyu thinks is a bit of a problem, thinking that Malfoy's two henchmen are completely inintelligent, and they were finally burned to death in the room where they are scheming.

When they were all finished and started chatting, Professor Dumbledore stood up. 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."

Harry laughed, but there were only a handful of people laughing.

"He's not serious, is he?" Harry asked Percy quietly.

"Impossible," Percy said, frowning at Dumbledore. "Strangely enough, wherever we were not allowed to go, he usually gave the reason, for example, that there were many dangerous beasts in the woods, and that was well known. I think he should at least make it clear to our prefects. ”

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore exclaimed. Harry noticed that the smiles of the other teachers seemed to freeze.

Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a long ribbon of gold flew out of it, twisting 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,

Teach us knowledge,

Whether we are old people

Or a child who falls on his knee,

Our minds can accept some interesting things,

Because now our minds are empty,

Filled with air, dead flies and trivialities,

Teach us something valuable,

Give us back to us what we have forgotten,

As long as you do your best,

Leave the rest to ourselves,

We will study hard,

until it turns into dung.

Everyone sang the school song seven by one. Only the Weasley twin brothers continued to sing to the slow melody of the Funeral March. Dumbledore commanded the last few bars for both of them with his wand, and when they were finished, he applauded the loudest.

"Music," he said, rubbing his eyes, "is more glamorous than anything we've done here!" It's bedtime time. Let's go back to the dormitory. ”

North got up and remembered that he didn't have to follow the kids to the basement, and that there was one more thing to do, and North beckoned to Marcus Flint, the Slytherin prefect, to come over.

To be continued