Chapter Seventy-Four: Unlucky
Ivey reached out and pinched two handfuls, well- it felt great.
"Smack" Betty knocked off his mischievous hand with a blank face
"Hahaββ, forgot it wasn't visible," Ivy smirked
Betty glared at him
"Ivey, what are you doing?" Seeing his movements, Hermione asked. She didn't think otherwise. Only Ivey, a dirty-minded fellow, could be so obscene.
"Ha-it's okay, I want to introduce you to a new friend." Ivy replied awkwardly
"Friends? Who? Hermione didn't question it
"Tell Beste to come out," he said to Betty
In Hermione's puzzled eyes, a black cat appeared on Betty's lap. At this moment, Best was lying on Betty's lap on all fours and yawning.
Hermione's eyes lit up, "Cat~"
He reached out and touched Best's head and scratched its chin again.
"Meow~" Best turned over comfortably. The two ladies stroked its soft belly again.
"Where did you get the cat?" He said enviously
"Do you remember that egg?" Betty reminded
"You said Best was the black egg!" Hermione was surprised, "But the cat is viviparous?" β
"Do you want me to remind you, Hermione. You're a witch," Ivey said
"Oh, yes, magical creatures are always unusual." Hermione quickly accepted the assumption and happily petted the cat.
When they reached the door of the auditorium, Best was back in the void, and Hermione was still reluctant. But there is no way, in order not to cause trouble, it is better not to let others know about Best's existence for the time being.
"You like cats so much, go back and buy one." Ivey suggested
"yes," Hermione excited, "next semester." When the time comes, go to Diagon Alley to see if there are any special cats."
"Let's go to the academy first." It's best to sit with your own house for the sorting ceremony
"Okay, I'll wait for Ron and Harry"
The three separated
"Hello, Mike, Justin, Hannah, and Susan haven't seen each other for a long time, are you all okay~" Ivy greeted several friends at the same time
"Betty, Ivey," Hannah beckoned
"What? Any inside information? The two sat down
"No, we're discussing Lockhart's speech about Voldemort." Susan's cheeks flushed with excitement
"You're also a fan of him?"
"Of course! No one wouldn't adore him," and before Susan and Hannah could speak, Mike shouted.
Seeing that the discussion between the three of them was in full swing, Ivy shook his head helplessly. It is very unwise to argue with brainless fans.
As the students entered the arena one after another, the professors also took the main podium. But Snape's place was vacant, and it seemed as if the others hadn't arrived yet. Ivy glanced at the Gryffindor table. Sure enough, they were still as late as in the original book. It seems that the two of them didn't do what Hermione suggested, or didn't do it entirely.
glanced at Hermione, who also happened to look over. Shaking his head slightly, the two of them hadn't arrived yet, and Ivey could only shrug his shoulders. Seeing that her face was getting darker and darker, Ivey decided to make something delicious to visit the two unlucky ones after the banquet.
At this point, Dumbledore stood up. He tapped the goblet with a spoon and said, "Everyone, be quiet."
The noisy hall immediately fell silent
"We'll talk later, now we need to welcome the first year students."
After speaking, he tapped the cup again, and the door of the auditorium opened. Professor McGonagall leads a group of freshmen into the auditorium
"There's a lot less people this year," Ivey said, looking at the team that was significantly smaller than their class.
"It's normal. The number of new students depends mainly on the number of Muggle wizards. The wizard family is relatively stable, and the descendants are basically wizards, with at most one or two squibs. But there are only dozens of wizarding families, how many students do you expect them to contribute~ Muggles, on the other hand, are different, whether they have magical talent or not is purely a matter of fate. When there are more people born, the base number goes up, and the proportion will naturally go up. β
After explaining, I was afraid that he wouldn't understand, Betty also gave an example: "Like London, tens of thousands of newborns are born every year, and if you're lucky, you can produce three or four with magical talents." If it's not a coincidence, there won't be one. β
After the two finished talking, the college hat also finished singing. The sorting ceremony officially began.
"Colin Creevey!" A young boy with mid-parted blonde hair ran up
"Gryffindor!"
There was a round of applause from the audience
"Ginny Weasley!"
"Gryffindor!"
"Luna Lovegood!"
"Ravenclaw!"
.......
"No Slytherins?" Betty was slightly surprised
"Really. It's a pity - Harry and Ron would have been able to keep their mouths peeled if they were there. Ivey laughed
But they didn't know that Harry and Ron had actually arrived. At the beginning of the Sorting House, they arrived. It's just that I've been outside, looking through the window.
The two were the same as the original book, and the car broke down because of the long flight distance. After barely reaching the school, he ran headlong into the beating willow and was beaten badly. Ron's staff snapped as well. When he finally got rid of the beating willow, the car also lost his temper, threw down the luggage of the two directly, and ran away.
But this did not prevent the two from discovering the new Slytherin and dancing excitedly.
"You deserve it, these insidious guys better not be able to accept students for the rest of their lives!" Ron shouted happily
"That's right! It's time to ban Slytherin House! Harry was also very excited
"I really want to see how ugly Snape's face is now! Haha-" Ron smirked
"I'm looking forward to that when you say thatββββ wait!" The schadenfreude laughter came to an abrupt end. Harry leaned against the window trying to get a good look at the main table
"The seats are empty! Where's Snape? Harry said suspiciously
"Maybe he's seriously ill and won't be able to attend classes for some time." Ron folded his hands and wistfully
"Maybe I left because I didn't become a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher." Harry followed his train of thought and said expectantly
"Maybe he was fired, after all, no one likes him." The more Ron thought about it, the more excited he became, and it seemed that he was ready to set up two cannon fights.
"Perhapsβ" A cold, long-pitched voice suddenly came from behind him, "and he's waiting to hear you explain why you didn't take the bus to school." β
Harry and Ron were startled by the sudden sound. Turning quickly, they found Snape's long, black-robed figure standing behind them. The grim smile on his face seemed to indicate that the two were in a bad situation.
"There's a reason for that, Professor, we wroteβ" just about to argue
"Shut up" indifferently interrupts them to "follow me"
Snape led the two of them down the hallway and straight into the basement. When I opened a door, the smell of decay came to my face.
"Get in!" Snape commanded, pointing to the entrance
The two unlucky eggs shivered into the room. This was Snape's office, a circular space with shelves along the walls, piled high with bottles and jars, and all sorts of disgusting stuff floating inside the containers. Harry even thought that this room was even more terrifying than the dark magic goods shop in Boginbock.
"Professor Snape, we've sent us a letter earlier that says we might be late. The reason is also said. Harry spoke cautiously
"Really? But I don't remember the letter that there was an explanation for your injury to Willow," Snape dragged his tongue, feeling like he was going to eat the two of them.
"Actually, that tree hurt us more," Ron couldn't help but blurt out
"Shut up!" Snape scolded, "Do you know how precious that beating willow is!" It's older than you're all years old! β
Snape calmed down and said in a slumped voice, "You may not know yet~" as he spoke, holding the newspaper on the table between two fingers, "You've been seen!" He displayed the newspaper headline in front of the two men: Ford Anglia could fly, Muggles were shocked.
"About six or seven Muggles saw your car flying in the sky. I remember your father was in the Office for the Prohibition of Muggle Artifacts - hehe- I'm really worried about him~" Snape looked at Ron and smirked.
Harry and Ron are now like characters from a funny comic. The pestle is painted in situ and the style is black and white, and there are clouds floating overhead.
"Although it was reported in advance, the way it was handled was very bad. Even if they don't expel them, they will definitely be punished heavily. I'm sorry you're not a Slytherin student, and I've even figured out how to punish you. ββββ wait here, I'm going to get the person who has the power to punish me, and I'm not allowed to touch anything!" β
Snape left, and they were the only ones left in the room. The two of them glanced at each other, and both saw each other's pale faces. They knew who Snape was talking about, and Professor McGonagall, though fair, was just as harsh.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Professor Snape returned. It was Professor McGonagall who followed, and she looked at them silently with a blank face. With what Harry knew about Professor McGonagall, it was a precursor to an impending outburst.
Professor McGonagall suddenly picked up her wand and lit the empty fireplace. "Rub-" The flames lit, and the cold room immediately became warm.
"Minerva, there are a lot of precious materials in the room, and you need to stay in a cold and damp environment." Snape's face was slightly gloomy, he didn't like this environment.
"Sifrans, I promise for a while."
"I hope so"
After dealing with Snape, Professor McGonagall looked at them
"Sit"
The two honestly sat down on the fireside chairs
"Originally, after I received your letter, I thought that I could finally save my mind once. Now it seems that I am thinking too much. The first sentence made the two embarrassed
"If you can think of sending a letter to the school, it wouldn't be hard to ask Hogwarts for help. Whether it's Ms. Hooch picking you up with a broomstick, or my apparition, I'm sure it's much more enjoyable than bumping into a beating willow. Not to mention being seen by Muggles. Professor McGonagall said flatly
Ron and Harry would have regretted not listening to Hermione
Snape, who was watching the play next to him, also interjected, "With all due respect, I'm surprised that Weasley's empty head could think of writing to us." β
"Severus, I'm educating my students." Professor McGonagall said calmly
"Sorry"
"Knock Knock"
At this moment, there was a sudden knock at the door. Snape opened the door, and Dumbledore walked in. Harry and Ron didn't dare to look at him, and both bowed their heads guiltily.