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The auditorium is still as splendid and magnificent, and it has been specially decorated for the banquet of the new semester. Hundreds of candles float above the table www.biquge.info the pen, the fun and the pavilion, illuminating the golden plates and goblets.

The four long college tables were already filled with twittering students. At the top of the auditorium there is a fifth table, where faculty members sit one by one, facing their students.

It was much warmer here, and Wang Yong, Susan, and Ginny scattered out into their respective tables in the various colleges. Wang Yong and Xue sat together as usual.

Davies was promoted to the role of captain of Quidditch this year, and Rodgers graduated, so he took over the position, but it didn't work, and there was no such competition this year. Qiu Zhang was also promoted this year, and specially came over to show off her prefect medal to Wang Yong.

"I'll borrow the prefect's bathroom, let's take a bath together!" Wang Yong raised his eyebrows, revealing a hint of a thief's smile.

But there is no doubt that she was taught a hard lesson, but apparently she was not angry, "Think beautiful!" But there was a charming smile in the corner of her eye.

Taking a bath with his senior sister, such a wonderful delusion slowly unfolded in his mind, and his eyes were filled with the light of desire.

He glanced to the ghost of Ravenclaw beside him—Lady Gray, who had rarely attended the opening dinner, sat there dignifiedly, his eyes shining with a twinkle in his eyes, yes, there were problems that really needed to be solved.

After a while, the usual sorting ceremony began.

The door to the auditorium opened, and everyone fell silent. Professor McGonagall led the long line of first-year students to the top of the auditorium. The first-year students were much worse than the seniors, and it was as if they had swam from the lake instead of on a ferry.

They stood in a row along the staff's desks, paused and faced the whole school. They were shivering because they were cold and nervous.

The coat was too large to wear on him, and he looked as if he were under a black circus fur tent. His little face protruded from the collar, and he looked terribly excited.

At this point, Professor McGonagall placed a three-legged stool on the ground in front of the freshmen, and placed a tattered, dirty, patched wizard's hat on top of the stool. The first-year students stared at it in amazement. Others looked at it too. For a moment, there was silence in the auditorium. Then a crack near the brim of the hat opened like a mouth, and the hat suddenly began to sing:

That was more than a thousand years ago.

I've just been woven into shape,

There are four famous wizards,

Their names have survived to this day:

Brave Gryffindor, from a barren swamp,

Beautiful Ravenclaw, from the tranquil riverside,

Merciful Hufflepuff, from the open valley,

Shrewd Slytherin, from that quagmire.

They share a dream, a wish,

At the same time, there is a bold plan,

To nurture young wizards into talents,

Hogwarts School was founded in this way.

These four great wizards

Everybody builds his own college,

They are in the students they teach

There are different ideas about the talent valued.

Gryffindor believes that the bravest of the people

deserves the highest reward;

Ravenclaw felt that the minds were the smartest

Always the most promising;

Hufflepuff felt that the most diligent and hard-working

to be the most qualified to enter the college;

And power-hungry Slytherins

I like ambitious teenagers the most.

The four great wizards in their living years

personally pick out the proud protégé,

But when they sleep in the Nine Springs,

How do you select the best in the student pool?

It was Gryffindor who came up with the solution,

He plucked me off his head,

The Big Four have all injected me with thoughts,

From now on, it is up to me to pick and evaluate!

Okay, put me on the head,

I've never looked at it,

I want to look at your mind,

Determine which house you belong to!

The singing of the Sorting Hat ceased, and applause erupted in the auditorium. Wang Yong listened to the singing of the Sorting Hat with a smile on his face, it was a familiar experience, he was back at Hogwarts, to be honest, the longer he stayed here, he did experience Harry's feeling, and he regarded Hogwarts as his home.

There is no other world calculating each other, but a relatively peaceful school life, which makes his mind very relaxed all the time.

At this point, Professor McGonagall unfolded a large roll of parchment.

"When I call someone's name, they put their hat on their head and sit on a stool," she said to the first-year students, "and when the hat announces the house, they go and sit at the corresponding table." ”

"Stuart Ackley!"

A boy stepped forward and could be seen shaking from head to toe. He took the Sorting Hat, put it on his head, and sat down on the stool.

"Ravenclaw!" The Sorting Hat shouted.

Stuart Ackley took off his hat and hurried to a seat at the Ravenclaw table.

Wang Yong also applauded, and the first freshman of this year belonged to Ravenclaw.

One by one, the freshmen were assigned to one college after another in a nervous and excited mood.

After that, it's time for the opening day, from the main meal to the final dessert pudding.

Then came Dumbledore's usual speech.

"That's it!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Now that we've all eaten and drunk, I must ask for everyone's attention again, and I have a few announcements to make. ”

"Mr. Filch, the janitor, wants me to tell you that this year there are a few more items that are forbidden in the castle, which are screaming balls, toothed saucers, and combo darts. The whole list of about four hundred and thirty-seven items can be seen in Mr. Filch's office, and those interested can check it out. ”

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times.

He continued: "As before, I would like to remind everyone that the Forbidden Forest on the other side of the field is not accessible to students, and Hogsmeade Village is not allowed to be visited by students below the third grade. ”

"I'd also like to regret to inform you that there will be no House Cup Quidditch this year."

Wang Yong looked at Davis with great interest, he had just shown off his captaincy to him, and now he stayed there with his mouth wide open.

Dumbledore continued, "This is because a big event will start in October and will continue throughout the school year, taking up a lot of the teachers' time and energy - but I'm sure you'll all have a lot of fun with it. It is my great pleasure to announce that this year at Hogwarts—"

Just then, there was a deafening thunderclap, and the door to the auditorium slammed open.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black travel cloak. Everyone in the auditorium turned their heads to look at the stranger, and suddenly a fork of lightning struck the ceiling.

The lightning illuminated the man's face as if it had been carved out of a rotten piece of wood, and the carver had only a vague idea of what a human face should look like, and he was not very adept at using a carving knife. Every inch of skin on his face seemed to be scarred, his mouth was like a crooked gap, and the place where his nose should have bulged was gone. And the most terrifying thing about this man is his eyes.

One of his eyes was small, black, and shiny; The other eye was large, round like a coin, and a vivid bright blue. The blue eye moved and motioned without blinking, up and down, left and right, completely unrelated to the normal eye—and then, when the blue eye rolled over and burrowed into the man's head, one could only see a large white eyeball.

The stranger walked over to Dumbledore. He stretched out a hand, which was as scarred as his face. Dumbledore shook his hand and whispered something. He seemed to be asking the stranger about something, and the stranger shook his head without a smile and replied in a low voice. Dumbledore nodded, motioning for the man to sit in an empty seat to his right.

The stranger sat down, shook his head, shook his long gray hair from his face, and pulled a plate of sausages over his mutilated nose and sniffed it. He took a knife from his pocket, poked it through one end of a sausage, and ate it. His normal eyes were staring at the sausage, but the blue eye still kept rolling around in its sockets, looking at the auditorium and his classmates.

"Allow me to introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher," Dumbledore happily broke the silence, "Professor Moody. ”

Normally, when a new teacher arrives, everyone applauds, but now there is no teacher or student applauding except for Dumbledore and Hagrid. Dumbledore and Hagrid slapped their hands a few times, and when they noticed that the applause was lonely echoing in the silent Great Hall, they lowered their hands in amusement. The others seemed stunned by Moody's strange appearance and stared at him intently.

Wang Yong was playing with his fork while observing Moody's, and yesterday he saw the news of the spraying of the garbage can in Moody's Residence, and it seems that Barty Crouch Jr. still succeeded.