It's not a sorting hat, it's a motorcycle.

It's unconventional.

At first, the senior students were in the mood to watch the fun, but soon, they couldn't laugh at it, and their eyes were full of envy.

Dumbledore took the long list and read the first name.

He walked up, dazed.

Dumbledore motioned for him to climb onto the motorcycle.

The equipment of an adult, for a child, was a little bulky, and it took him a lot of effort to climb up.

The Sorting Hat communicated with him, and after a few minutes, shouted "Hufflepuff!" ”

It flew up, hovering the ceiling with the little wizard in a circle, and landed on the Hufflepuff table.

The headlights flickered, shining on the Hufflepuff prefects.

He immediately understood, stood up, raised his wand, and with a flick of it, the stool turned into a step, just at the feet of the little wizard.

The badgers erupted in a loud cheer.

In the midst of the cheers, the little wizard's face flushed, and he stepped on the steps excitedly, snapped and fell, and fell to the table with a rolling belt.

"Welcome to Hufflepuff." The prefect helped him to his feet and spoke softly.

The seniors are fine.

Junior students, especially second-graders, were so envious that they were about to cry.

When they entered school last year, they all wore old, old hats - and there was a strange smell, potions, herbs, dragon dung.

This year's sorting ceremony was pretty cool.

They will also be delivered to the dining table of the college in person.

The Sorting Hat is a whim, but the little wizards love it.

The only problem is that it takes a bit longer, and this year's opening ceremony took longer than in previous years.

Wait for the last little wizard to divide the academy.

The Sorting Hat carried him to a stop at the Slytherin table.

Malfoy stood up, waved his wand, and conjured ornate, turquoise steps, adorned with silver snake prints.

If you want to talk about the sorting ceremony, the most tired are these prefects.

At first, it was all right, the Hufflepuffs were very simple people, and they conjured wooden steps.

Gryffindor is a boisterous academy that conjures up steps paved with bearskins.

Since then, things have taken a turn for the worse.

Slytherin can't be worse than Gryffindor.

The other two colleges don't compare, but if they are too much worse than others, doesn't it seem that their own colleges are not good?

Dumbledore walked back to the teacher's seat.

The Sorting Hat was headlighted: "Albus, can I go?" Buckbeak is still waiting for me. ”

McGonagall sighed.

Dumbledore nodded, and before he could finish it, the Sorting Hat thudged and left the side hall, the cacophony of tires rubbing against the ground echoing in everyone's ears.

"Looks like our Sorting Hat is having a good time right now." Dumbledore laughed.

It caused a burst of laughter from the students.

Dumbledore waved his hand and motioned for them to be quiet: "Before school starts, there are two things to say. ”

"First of all, Mr. Filch is very old, so we have found someone to share the burden of a job that was a bit heavy for him."

"Let's Welcome"

"Mr. Gellert."

At the end of the teacher's seat, beside Filch, an old man stood up, his hands trembling uncontrollably, his expression kind, most striking of which were the blue jewel-like eyes.

The little wizards gave lukewarm applause.

Dumbledore didn't stop him, and let the applause completely die down before continuing: "The second thing, the new year's Defence Against the Dark Arts"

The Gryffindor was already cheering.

They didn't see Snape.

Is that annoying guy finally going to get out of this castle?

"It's still Professor Snape." Dumbledore said, and Gryffindor hung his head for a while, and even many badgers sighed in disappointment.

"It's just that at the end of last school year, in order to solve some troubles, Professor Snape heroically volunteered to die, suffered a lot of injuries, and is still recuperating in St. Mungo, and will not be able to return to Hogwarts until November."

"And again, Defence Against the Dark Arts will be taught by Professor Remus Lupin."

A lion cub wailed, "Professor Lupin, why can't you always be in charge, isn't that disease cured?" ”

"By the end of this year, my baby will be born." Lupin smiled heartily and replied to him, "I have to return to the family and take good care of the children." ”

Gryffindor cheers for Lupin.

Dumbledore waved his hand: "As for the rest"

"I assure you that this is definitely the safest, most peaceful, and nothing will happen year."

Another lion cub shouted, "Professor, you said the same thing last year. ”

But last year.

Hogwarts was smashed.

"There's always some surprise, don't you?" Dumbledore laughed, "Not this year. ”

"Besides, our dear Mr. Potter, there is only one final year of classes left at Hogwarts."

Almost everyone.

All eyes were on the Gryffindor table, including Malfoy, but Harry wasn't there.

"Alright." Dumbledore clapped his hands, "It's getting late now, and last year, you're all already comfortable in bed." ”

"Let's eat!"

The opening dinner ended lively.

Ron was the busiest of all, and someone would always come up to him and ask him why Harry hadn't come.

He also went out of his way to explain that Harry was attending a wedding reception for someone very important to him.

Harry and Hermione didn't return until the third day of school.

Back at Hogwarts, they threw themselves into the heavy grind of their studies – Year 7 was a crucial time for Hogwarts students, as they faced the NEWTS exams. While most jobs in the wizarding world are based on the number of owls certificates, there are better ones and easier to get better treatment.

At the end of October, the Quidditch tournament kicked off as scheduled.

The new Quidditch pitch gives students a better viewing experience if Harry hadn't caught the Golden Snitch in the opening three minutes.

In November, Snape returned from St Mungo.

His complexion was as weak as ever, and during his time in the hospital, only his body was repaired, but not his heart, and his mouth became more and more tricky and strange in the years of recuperation.

At Christmas, Hermione returned home after a long absence, taking Harry with her.

Mr. Granger had a hard time liking Harry, but after hearing Harry say that after graduating from Hogwarts, he would study with Hermione for an ordinary person's college degree, his attitude changed a lot.

After being drunk by Harry, he even wanted to pull Harry and call him brother.

The newts exam wasn't a big deal for Harry and Hermione.

As Dumbledore said at the beginning, at the opening dinner, it was a very peaceful year.

By the time everyone was sitting in the auditorium, preparing for the school year's dinner.

I was suddenly shocked.

Nothing happened, but they felt empty in their hearts, like they had lost something.

Tomorrow, the last two chapters will be over~

(End of chapter)