As the Sorting House ended, Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment and swept it across the Sorting Hat, both vanishing into thin air.

Then, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore stood up

"First of all, let's welcome the new Year 1 students and wish you a wonderful memory of your first year at Hogwarts. Secondly, welcome everyone back to Hogwarts to start the school year. Before the banquet begins, I want to say: stupid! Cry! Residue! Wring! ”

"Thank you!"

As soon as he sat down, everyone applauded wildly and cheered, and as he spoke, the whole table of food fell.

Four long tables are filled with delicious food: roast beef, roast turkey, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, mashed potatoes, potato chips, pudding, and many other quirky foods that belong to the wizarding world.

Everyone began to feast

Facing the table full of food, Ivy was not very interested. Erin's skills are not bad, and she often cooks big meals for him. But how to say it - delicious is delicious, but these foods are not considered meals in Ivey's opinion, at most they are barbecues, and the taste is not comparable.

This is also where the Harry Potter world criticizes. The food here is basically grilled, and it is not grilled with an open flame, but in the form of an oven.

For those who have lived in the Celestial Empire, rice is only delicious if there is soup and water. He misses the roasting, stir-frying, hot pot, and stew in his previous life———— in fact, Ivey's cooking skills are not bad, after all, he works hard in the city, and he still knows some kinds of cuisines, and he does it deliciously. But he was so small that Erin never let him into the kitchen.

Seeing the table full of food suddenly aroused Ivey's chef's soul. At Hogwarts, Erin doesn't care about him, and there are magical ingredients in this world.

Ivy thinks multiple deputy positions are not bad, and he wants to be a cook.

With enthusiasm comes the spirit. Ivey, who has always been a little lazy, also straightened up, and Betty was still strange next to her, why did she suddenly become energetic.

Just as he was brainstorming the production process of some dishes, there were bursts of exclamations from his classmates.

More than two dozen white, translucent apparitions emerge from walls, underground, murals, and dining tables. A chubby, monk-like ghost emerges from the Hufflepuff table.

"Hi freshmen, I'm the Hufflepuff Resident Ghost. I'm glad you got a Hufflepuff, and I used to be a student here. As the words fell, he drifted off into the distance.

"Ah——!h Next door, from Gryffindor, a student's scream. It was a ghost who ripped open his neck.

The banquet continued. By the time everyone had eaten and drunk, the rest of the food was gone. All the grease and soup disappeared, and the plate became as smooth as ever.

Instead, there is dessert. A variety of puddings, ice creams, fruit pies, jellies, fill the table. Even Betty is satisfied, she loves sweets.

"Hello Ivey, I'm Ernie McMillan, you can just call me Michaelan. Our family is in the north of England and is also a pure-blood wizard. Opposite Ivey, a tall and handsome boy with blonde hair took the initiative to greet him.

"Hello, Ivy Shafiq," Ivy replied politely. He has a bit of an impression of this guy, and he is a positive character.

"This is Betty, she doesn't like to talk much, but she's a nice person," she said, patting Betty on the shoulder

"Hello, I'm Betty Ethel" Betty bowed slightly

"Hi, I'm Justin Finchrie, and I'm a pure-blood wizard."

"I'm Hannah Abbott—"

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The new students of the badger house began to introduce themselves. But then again, there were far fewer Hufflepuff students than Gryffindors and Slytherins, five or six. And Gryffindor has 5 boys alone.

"Ivey!" There was a shout from the table behind him

It's Harry, they're it

"You didn't even get a Gryffindor!" Fred couldn't believe it

"yes, that's a pity," Ron echoed "Your abilities are naturally suited to adventure"

"The Sorting Hat can go wrong, too"...

As they continued to complain, Ivy noticed that the badger academy students' eyes gradually turned cold. Including the good-natured Hannah and Susan, their eyes narrowed.

"Hey, why does it feel a little cold, is it that the windows are not closed?" Ron wrapped his clothes tightly and wondered. He didn't know that his death was coming, and he was still talking.

"It's fine, it's not far away anyway, it's not Slytherin, right-" Ivy said indifferently

"Also, not the worst outcome"

The two sides ended their conversation, and Ivey turned back.

"Ivey, do you know Harry well?" Hannah asked

"I know Harry very well. We were in the same elementary school in the Muggle world, six years," Ivey replied

"What is elementary school?" Mike asked

"In the Muggle world, the average child goes to nursery classes at the age of three or four, and elementary school at around the age of six. Unlike Hogwarts, there are very few boarding schools in primary schools, and the main task is to make friends and play. ”

"Doesn't sound good," Mike said

"Hannah, you're also half-blood, don't you know?"

"I've been to the Muggle world, but I've played in the past, never gone to school."

"That's a pity"

"Ahem—be quiet" Professor Dumbledore stood up, and the desserts on the table disappeared.

"If you're all well fed and drunk, I still have a few precautions to explain."

"First-year students are aware that the wooded area on the school grounds is off-limits to anyone. Of course, old students should also remember this. As he spoke, Dumbledore's eyes swept over the Gryffindor students, lingering on the Weasley Twins for a long time.

"Also, Mr. Filch, the Administrator, wants me to remind you not to use magic in the hallways."

"The Quidditch player review will take place in the second week of this semester, so please contact Ms Hooch if you are interested."

"Finally, I would like to warn everyone that if you don't want to die a miserable death, don't enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, there was a low chuckle from the Gryffindor table. Apparently they thought it was a joke made up by the headmaster to make them safe.

"Before we go to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore waved his staff lightly, and the golden ribbon floated into the air and turned into lines of text.

"Everyone chooses their own tune and prepares to sing!"

All the teachers and students sang loudly, and the process will not be described in detail, and it is difficult to describe it in a word.

"Music~ more than anything else! Now it's bedtime. Let's go back to the dormitory."

Everyone stood up, and the students of the four houses huddled together and walked towards the exit.

"Ivey, is that the headmaster said just now, that the corridor on the fourth floor is very dangerous, is it a joke?" The few people who had huddled together chatted again

"It should be true, otherwise it will be directly and explicitly prohibited, just like the forbidden forest. At the very least, he'll have to tell us why," Ivy replied

"Why is there such a dangerous place in school? Hagrid and I said that Hogwarts is the safest in the world," Harry was puzzled

"Just listen to this, don't take it seriously," Ivey complained

"Why?"

Ivy didn't know how to answer him. What do you ask him to say. Yes, Hogwarts used to be the safest place to be. But when you come, Azkaban will probably be safer than here.

"Don't worry, at least Dumbledore is indeed the most powerful wizard!" I can only comfort him like this