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

"Whoever I call by name now puts on his hat and sits on a stool and waits for the Sorting House." She said, "Hannah Abbott!"

A ruddy-faced little girl with two blonde braids stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat that just covered her eyes. She sat down. A moment of pause –

"Hufflepuff!" The hat shouted.

The people at the table on the right applauded Hannah and welcomed her to their table. A chubby ghost also waved happily to her.

"Susan Pence!"

"Hufflepuff!" The hat shouted again. Susan quickly ran over to Hannah and sat down.

"Terry Bout!"

"Ravenclaw!"

This time, the second table on the left clapped and applauded. When Terry joined them, several Ravenclaw students stood up and shook his hand.

Mandy Bloe was also assigned to Ravenclaw, and Lavender Brown was the first new Gryffindor, and the farthest table on the left erupted in cheers and boos from the boys, who looked like twins.

Millicent Persted then became a new Slytherin student. At this time, the applause was much smaller, because the applause of the other three colleges became thin.

The Slytherins applauded extremely reservedly, and unlike the other houses, no one made any other moves.

"Justin Finchrie!"

"Hufflepuff!"

Sometimes the hat immediately calls out the name of the house, but other times it takes some time to make a decision. For example, a light-haired brown boy, Seamofinigan, sat on the stool for almost a full minute before the hat announced that he had been sorted into Gryffindor.

"Hermione Granger!"

The lion-headed girl almost ran to the stool and hurriedly buttoned her hat to her head.

"Gryffindor!" The hat shouted, and the little girl happily ran to the long table belonging to Gryffindor and began her career as a lioness.

Sure enough, there was no nickname that the teacher called wrong.

Somewhat bored, Ricardo leaned over to Professor Flitwick and asked in a low voice, "Who are those two twins?" I have a feeling that they are the noisiest at Hogwarts. ”

"Then your instincts are right," Flitwick replied in a low voice, "they're the Weasley brothers, and their ultimate goal is to keep up with Peeves, and McGonagall has a headache for them. ”

"I get it, the two masters who found meaning in Filch's work," Ricciardo immediately reacted, "Thankfully I'm only teaching the graduating class." ”

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and it turned out that a kid named Neville Longbottom had run away with his hat on after the Sorting House, and had to trot back and return the hat to Professor McGonagall.

"Funny kid," Ricardo said with a laugh, "he might need some encouragement." ”

Flitwick smiled and sighed, his eyes darkened: "Poor child, whose parents were demented to rebel against the Dark Lord, have now formed this character. ”

Ricardo stopped smiling, he looked at Neville and was silent for a long time.

He will always give great respect to the children of martyrs, which is why he saved Mr. "Savior" in addition to the reason of Shide.

"Filius," Ricardo said suddenly, "may seem cringe now, but I don't think it's necessarily a change of mind before he breaks out of his cocoon." ”

"Everyone has a fire in their hearts, but those who pass by only see smoke."

"I believe in him, too," replied Professor Flitwick earnestly, "and I believe that one day, Alice and Frank by Merlin will be proud of their children." ”

"Harry Potter!"

As Harry walked forward, there was a sudden buzz in the dining room like the sizzling of small flames.

"Potter, is she calling Potter?"

"Is that Harry Potter?"

There was a crowd of people, everyone looking at him, hoping to see his appearance, and Dumbledore straightened up. Flitwick stood up and whispered "Ravenclaw".

Ricciardo looked around, and Professor Snape was the only one in the professorship—and he couldn't say he was silent—and Ricardo keenly sensed that the old Potions professor seemed to have a little mood swing?

It's really a myth of the ages. You know, Ricciardo had never felt Professor Snape's emotions before, and even when he was cynical, he was highly calm.

Ricardo understood that he would be numb to a group of students with brains like a sagebrush, especially since he was teaching a potions class like chemistry.

Even the Celestial Empire only opened chemistry classes in the third year of junior high school when students had a certain amount of basic knowledge, and it was really not easy for them to memorize one potion formula after another when students didn't understand why they added this and that.

However, Snape actually broke the defense while looking at the Savior? What's the amazing story here?

Suddenly, Snape's eyes moved and he met Ricciardo, who smiled awkwardly at him and turned his gaze to Harry Potter.

"Well, now that you've made up your mind, you'd better go to Gryffindor!"

The Sorting Hat shouted the last name to the entire dining room. Ricardo noticed that Harry's legs were shaking slightly, but he was determined to walk towards the Gryffindor table.

"We've got Potter! We've got Potter!"

The Gryffindor's cheers were earth-shattering, Prefect Percy stood up and shook his hand tightly, and the Weasley twins raised their wands as if to learn from Ricardo to fire, only to stir up a small fire at the tip of the wand.

Flitwick grinned, "Aha? It's kind of expected......"

Harry sat down across from a ghost with a wheeled collar, looked around, and smiled at Ricardo when he saw him.

Ricardo smiled back and continued to watch the Sorting House.

"Kassandra Wore!"

Wore? Ricciardo suddenly remembered that Snape had told him when they first met that there was information about enchantment in the Vorray family.

Is it her family? Ricardo looked closely at the girl who stood gracefully among the freshmen. Apparently Slytherin, she sat in the first place in her first year, waiting quietly beside two identical-looking boys.

As if feeling something, the girl moved her gaze to the professor's chair, glanced at Ricardo and looked away, the corners of her mouth curled.

Ricardo's pupils narrowed slightly, interesting.

This is a proud family, and it will not be easy to obtain information on enchantments.

Finally, the Sorting House is over. Professor McGonagall quickly put away the parchment, picked up her sorting hat and walked out of the cafeteria, glaring at Ricardo in passing.

She was really afraid that the new professor would make some more trouble......

Albus Dun Brido 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's it: stupid! Cry! Residue! Wring! Thank you!"