When Ding Yi left, the curious Hermione couldn't help but ask, "Madam, who was that gentleman just now?"

"That's Professor Chris. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Lady Morkin replied with a smile, "It's your associate professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts this academic year. ”

Ding Yi's name is still a little difficult to pronounce in foreigners, just like foreigners are used to giving a Chinese name when they come to China, so yesterday Dumbledore asked him if he had an English name, and Ding Yi casually thought of Chris, Chris Ding. It's just that I didn't expect the news of the wizarding world to spread so quickly, and it was only a day's work, as if the whole world knew that he was an associate professor of Hogwarts' Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

Coming out of Mrs. Morkin's shop, Ding Yi looked back at the small figure in the store, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"That's right, school will start in two days. Ding Yi muttered to himself.

......

September 1st is a day that has no special meaning for most people. But for children, presumably most ordinary children don't like this day very much.

Because September 1st is the day the school starts.

However, unlike ordinary school children, in King's Cross Station in London, England, some people dressed strangely appear in this station on this day.

Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, this is a platform that has been enchanted. Ordinary people can't see or enter this platform, only wizards or people with wizarding talents can enter this special platform.

And this is also the starting point for the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to start this magical path.

Every year, the arrival of new students always makes the platform extra lively, and there are buzzing voices everywhere, some children running around on the platform, and a few scolds from adults from time to time.

Everything is full of youthful vigor.

And in a certain freshman car, a pair of eyes full of longing for the future are watching everything outside the window.

"That's the life I'm supposed to have. Harry said to himself.

......

Hogwarts Dining Hall.

Today is the first day of the new school year, and the entire restaurant is lit up by thousands of candles floating in the air.

In the dining room, there were four long tables representing each of the four houses of Hogwarts, and hundreds of senior students from the four houses sat at the long tables and watched the scene.

Four long tables were lined with glittering gold plates and goblets, and on the top of the dining room was a long table for the professors.

Professor McGonagall brought the first-year students over there and had them line up in front of all the seniors, with the professors watching them behind their backs. The candlelight flickered, and hundreds of faces staring at them were like pale lanterns. The ghosts also mingled among the students, shimmering with a hazy silver light.

Many timid freshmen were frightened by this scene, and they were so nervous that they didn't even know where to put their hands.

Ding Yi was also sitting at the long table where the professors were sitting at the moment, looking at the freshmen in front of him, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Sitting on his left and right were Professor Flitwick and Professor Snape, Ding Yi was supposed to sit next to Professor Quirrell, but he really couldn't stand the smell of Quirrell wearing that scarf to hide Voldemort's aura...... It's like a large number of football players wearing unwashed socks piled up in a small sealed space for a few weeks before the smell wafts out when they are opened, Ding Yi is afraid that he can't help but throw him a death curse, so he strongly asks to change his seat.

He would rather see Snape's paralyzed face than smell the slightest smell of Quirrell.

"It's like this every year, and the new students are always nervous, but they're good kids and will quickly adjust to life at Hogwarts. Flitwick sat on a high chair and smiled as he looked at the freshmen in front of him.

Ding Yi glanced at him and said with a smile, "Professor Flitwick, I heard that there is a special freshman among the freshmen this time, is that so?"

"Yes, his name is Harry Potter, and he is a very special child!" Flitwick said with a look of excitement on his face, "I have a hunch that Harry will shine at Hogwarts just like his father!"

Ding Yi clearly felt that when Flitwick said the name "Harry Potter", Snape, who was sitting on the other side of him, exuded an incomparably cold aura on his whole body.

"Professor Snape, do you think so too?" Ding Yi deliberately turned his head to look at Snape and asked with a smile on his face.

Ding Yi saw Snape's two hands clenched tightly under the table, and a pair of eyes burst out with a very terrifying murderous aura at that moment.

He almost gritted his teeth and answered Ding Yi's question.

"Maybe. ”

Ding Yi guessed that if it weren't for the unsuitable environment now, Snape would definitely sneer at Harry at this moment.

You know, James Potter played him enough back then, and he also robbed Snape of the woman he loved most in his life. If Jaime were still alive, Snape would have been more than willing to throw him a death curse.

In the live broadcast room:

[Devouring] Jade King: "Ding Yi, this Snape must have scolded you in his heart by now. / snickering"

Nezha: "I have a question, wasn't this Snape a Death Eater before, and why didn't he take the opportunity to kill that James Potter at that time?"

[Flood Wilderness] Bull Demon King: "That's right, what Brother Nezha said is right, if it was replaced by Lao Niu, I would have divided that kid into five horses!"

[Devouring] Luo Feng: "I think, he shouldn't want his beloved woman to be sad." ”

[Devouring] King Zhenyan: "Yes, I think that's the case!"

[Devouring] Seven Sword King: "King Zhenyan, I found that you follow your apprentice's words every time!"

[Devouring] King Zhenyan: "This is called 'heroes see the same thing', what do you little doll know!"

The Three Virgins: "Ding Yi, when will that Transformer start?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva: "Amitabha, the poor monk also wants to see those iron bumps." ”

[Devouring] Zi Kunhou: "What iron bumps, those Transformers are the clansmen of our mechanical clan, and they are all strong!"

[Devour] King Zhenyan: "Mechanical Clan, you are a big-headed ghost!"

......

Seeing that Professor McGonagall was still talking over there, Ding Yi also took the time to look at the barrage sent by the audience in the live broadcast room, which was quite normal at first, but as a result, King Zhenyan quarreled with Zi Kunhou without saying a word. And there is a lot of noise, more and more audiences are joining, and the Flood World will naturally not participate.

But they're going to fan the flames!

Ding Yi looked at this farce, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

Soon, though, things took a new turn.

"Devouring the Starry Sky World 'True Yan King' gave the anchor [1000 power points]. ”

[Devouring] King Zhenyan: "Boy of the mechanical clan, you are a group of poor ghosts, you have the ability to compare with your grandfather and me!"

Although there are not many mechanical viewers in Ding Yi's live broadcast room, there are more than a dozen online.

Seeing that King Zhenyan was so arrogant, he actually said that their mechanical clan was a poor ghost, and he immediately became angry.

"Devouring the Starry Sky World 'Zi Kun Hou' will give the anchor [500 power points]. ”

"Devouring the Starry Sky World 'An Yonghou' gave the anchor [500 power points]. ”

"Devouring the Starry Sky World 'White Ice King' gave the anchor [1000 energy points]. ”

......

More than a dozen tipping prompts in a row instantly occupied most of the barrage area.

Ding Yi also didn't expect things to develop in such a direction, if he still felt crying and laughing just now, he wondered if he would say a few words to mediate.

So now, he won't open his mouth to mediate unless he's stupid!

"Okay, well, hurry up and continue fighting, if you don't dare to fight, you will be a poor ghost!"

Ding Yi's heart is almost happy.

In just a few words, the audience who devoured the starry sky world had already rewarded tens of thousands of energy points.

If all these energy points were absorbed, it would definitely be enough for Ding Yi to ascend one or two levels in the Dao Breaking Realm.

But within a few minutes, the tipping prompts in the live broadcast room stopped.

The number of viewers of the mechanical clan is limited, and it is not as large as the number of Hongmeng. Although most of the members of the Hongmeng did not give rewards with others, even if it was only a part, the number of people exceeded forty or fifty.

Ding Yi took a look, and in just a few minutes, he received more than 70,000 energy points. There are also a lot of other miscellaneous things, but most of them Ding Yi can't look down on, so he directly threw them to the housekeeper of the trading city and let them be sold in the trading city.

And just when Ding Yi was distracted by him, the weird song of the sorting hat had already ended.

Ding Yi also took his eyes off the interface of the live broadcast room and fell on the freshmen in front of him.

Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, a roll of parchment in her hand.

"Whoever I call by name will put on his hat and sit on a stool and wait for the Sorting House. Professor McGonagall had a serious expression on her face, and none of the freshmen below dared to speak, as she began to read their names.

"Hannah Abbott!"

Ding Yi watched with interest as the little girl named Hannah stumbled up, then sat on the stool, picked up the dirty sorting hat, and put it on her head with trepidation.

"Professor Flitwick, can you ask a question?" Ding Yi suddenly asked Flitwick beside him, "Do you know how long it has been since this Sorting Hat has been cleaned?"

Flitwick was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer Ding Yi's question.

After half a ring, he said hesitantly, "Probably...... Never. (To be continued.) )