Led by Hagrid, the fleet swam under the bridge full of vines in the night, and then leaned to the cobblestone shore, Hagrid took all the freshmen ashore, then checked the boat, and then led all the freshmen through the lawn path to the bottom of the steps of the castle, where people were already waiting. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Professor McGonagall, I've brought the freshmen." Hagrid held the lamp and looked at the man waiting at the steps, who was Professor McGonagall, whom Owen knew.

"Thank you, Hagrid, and leave it to me!" McGonagall nodded at Hagrid.

"I'll leave it to you." Hagrid was very relieved of the school teacher, turned around and left, and when he left, he gave Harry a very covert look, but Harry didn't pay attention to it at all.

McGonagall's face was very serious, which made all the new students daunted, and the idea that this teacher was difficult to deal with rose in their hearts, as for why they wanted to deal with her, it was unknown, Professor McGonagall probably knew what the students were thinking, and gave a few words with a straight face, and then led everyone into the door behind him.

The door of Hogwarts was a heavy stone door, with a heavy sound when it was pushed open, and the lights in the inner aisle were lit, illuminating the entire aisle, very bright, McGonagall led Owen and the other freshmen through the long hallway, and then entered a room, let the little ghosts wait there, and then pushed open a door in the room and went out.

As soon as Professor McGonagall left, the little ghosts were in an uproar, Hermione's lips twitched, and she discussed with Owen and the people she knew, reviewing the spells she had seen in the books, while the other little wizards, even Malfoy, who had scared people before, were a little nervous, and in this nervousness, I don't know who screamed.

"Ahh It's a freshman. With the scream, a pearly white humanoid phantom came through the wall, looking at the little wizards in the room, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"It's a ghost." Many of the little wizards' faces turned white.

"You're waiting for the Sorting House!" One of the monks, a fat ghost dressed as a monk, asked kindly.

"Yes!" Harry replied boldly.

"Good luck getting to Hufflepuff, that's where I graduated." The fat friar replied in the affirmative, and said with a smile, and then talked to the other ghosts, and walked through the wall.

"How did they come to be?" Hermione panicked at first, looked at the ghost that passed through the wall, and couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Magic! This world is a world of magic. Owen couldn't help but smile and replied, the Three Realms and Six Realms are the standard configuration of every world, and it is not strange to have ghosts, but it is a bit fun for wizards to be able to keep their souls in the world, which can be regarded as touching the realm of ghosts and immortals.

In the midst of everyone's astonishment, Professor McGonagall, who had departed, returned, with a roll of parchment in her hand, and told all the students to follow her, through the door behind her, and into a large hall, which was very beautiful and large.

In the hall, there were four long tables, each with different colored tablecloths, filled with students of different ages, and at the end of the long table was the teacher's seat, which was also filled with adult wizards, who were looking over Professor McGonagall's wizard.

In front of the teacher's chair and the four long tables, there was a field, where there was a shabby stool, on which was placed a shabby big wizard's hat, full of quaint atmosphere, very conspicuous, under the gaze of everyone, the hem of the hat broke and moved, and began to sing, the lyrics of which explained his duty, which was to sort the students into the magic hat.

Listening to the song of the magic hat, all the little wizards couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and whispered one after another, Ron gritted his teeth a little, this guy was told by an unscrupulous brother that he was going to duel with the troll for the entrance test, and this guy really believed it, in the whispering language, the song of the magic hat was over.

"Now, then, when I read someone's name, invite him to come here, and sit on this chair, and put on this hat." Professor McGonagall lifted the hat before leaving, and put down the parchment in her hand as she finished singing.

"Susan Bones." McGonagall's voice was loud, and a little girl boldly stepped forward and sat down on the stool, while Professor McGonagall put her hat over her head.

"Hufflepuff." The hat was over the little girl's head, and there was a long silence, and the cracked mast gave a loud shout, and with this sound the students at the second long table on the left applauded, and the girl named Susan Bones hurried to the long table after McGonagall took off her hat, her face flushed, and she seemed a little excited.

"Owen Sterling." McGonagall took her hat, and the second read Owen's name.

"It's your turn, come on." Hermione whispered to Owen, who smiled at her before stepping to the front and sitting on a stool to let McGonagall put her hat over his head.

"Well, strange brains, your mind is different from that of a child." A heavy hat rested over Owen's head, and a soft whisper rose from his ear.

"What's the difference?" Owen's lips moved slightly, and he asked with a smile.

"I can't find a trace of distractions and emotions in your head, it's like a clear lake, it's not brain occlusion, you're a special wizard, let me think about it, Ravenclaw is best for you, maybe Slytherin can too."

"Hufflepuff." Owen spat out a word.

"Are you sure? Hufflepuff may not be a good fit for your type. ”

"Doesn't it have to be appropriate?"

"Well, it's not, you're special, you can go to any of the four houses, I personally recommend you to go to Ravenclaw, or Slytherin, and you can go to Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, how about it?" The Magic Hat tries as hard as possible to place each student in the most suitable house.

"Hufflepuff."

"Oh well! Hufflepuff. The magic hat received an accurate reply from Owen, and the announcement behind the hat became louder, and the corresponding long table immediately burst into applause, and at the same time, the hat on his head was taken away, and Owen also walked towards the table where the applause rang out, shook hands with several seniors, and sat down next to Susan Bones.

"Your branch has been in use for a long time." Susan Bones looked at Owen sitting next to him and whispered to him.

"For a long time? I don't think so. Owen shook his head, it was just a few words.

"Much longer than me, and as soon as the hat fell on my head, it announced that I was coming to Hufflepuff." Susan didn't pay attention to the Sorting House, but chatted with Owen.

"Yes! Another newcomer is coming. Owen blinked, raised his hands and clapped his hands, and there was another newcomer, this girl was very naïve, as long as it was longer than hers, it would probably be a long time. (To be continued.) )