Even though Harry thought the girl was crazy.

Desperate to find out if it was his hallucination, he pulled Ron and pointed at the horses.

But the answer was obvious, and Ron couldn't see it.

This made Harry feel like he might need a trip to the school hospital.

"You're not going crazy or anything, I can see them."

A trance-like voice rang out, it was Luna, who was resting her hand on the scary-looking horse.

That didn't discourage Harry, as being like a mad girl wasn't a good thing.

Maybe I really want to go to the school hospital.

The carriage moved, the wheels creaking on the dirt.

Harry began to worry about Hagrid again.

The three little ones are also in a car, Ginny and Luna.

Wobbly makes people's minds go off the road.

Crookshan, a little restless, jumped into Luna's lap on the opposite side.

Its claws were in Luna's pocket, trying to find something.

"Crook Hill." Hermione hurried to pick up Crook Hill.

Looking down, she saw Luna's shoes and said apologetically, "Crookshank Hill is a little active, your shoes?" ”

Luna didn't really care, she looked down at her shoes, her voice ethereal as if she was singing, "The shoes John gave me, it didn't play hide and seek again." ”

Luna's words were always so confusing, and Hermione could tell that it was given by John.

Harry and Ron also noticed that the shoes were different from the others.

"Cool." Ron saw the cool pattern and subconsciously said.

"It's beautiful," Luna said, "and it won't hide." ”

"No shoes will hide." Hermione retorted, Crookshank was still a little restless, and Hermione had to hold on harder.

"It's okay," Luna said, in a trance, "it's just looking for the scimitar-horned snorer." ”

"Scimitar?" Harry approached Hermione, wanting her to give an answer.

But Miss Know-It-All didn't know what it was this time, and she shook her head again and again.

"Poof."

Like the sound of someone farting, several people in the car subconsciously covered their noses, except for Luna.

She looked accustomed to it, and there was a little guy on the stopper necklace she was wearing.

Crook Hill let out a warning sound, and the three little eyes were drawn to it.

"What is this?" Hermione bet she could not find anyone like this one after digging through her own memories.

The scimitar snores grabbed Luna's necklace and drilled it behind her hair.

Being watched by so many people, it was nervous and let out the same fart sound again.

The scimitar-horned snorer vanished in plain sight.

"Harry, your shoulder." Harry was looking for it, and he heard Ginny's reminder.

He looked sideways, and the scimitar-horned snorer was clutching his robe with two claws.

"It likes you." As soon as Luna finished speaking, she saw the scimitar-horned snorkel move again, onto Hermione's shoulder, "I was wrong, it doesn't like you." ”

The appearance of the scimitar-horned snoring beast made the carriage a little more meaningful.

Luna held it in both hands, and the scimitar-horned snorkel popped and appeared in Luna's hand.

"What is this?" Ginny asked her best friend.

"Scimitar-horned snorers." Luna's eyes were crooked, and she said in a trance, "It's timid. ”33

Ron reached out to touch it, and the scimitar-horned snorer immediately looked like it was about to fight, and the two scimitars shone with a cold glow.

Frightened, Ron hurriedly retracted his hand, "It's not good at all." ”

Harry tried to touch it, only to see the scimitar-horned snorer's body tremble slightly.

"Poof."

The scimitar-horned snorer vanished, and Harry searched around, but didn't see it in the carriage.

...

"John?"

Daphne blinked and looked at the little guy popping up on John's shoulder.

John smiled and reached out to touch the head of the scimitar-horned snorer.

"The little guy is pretty accurate."

The scimitar-horned snorer jumped into John's bag, and after a few moments, came out with its head arched over the dragon fruit.

Malfoy leaned over and aimed his finger at the scimitar-horned snorer's head, flicking his fingers.

The scimitar-horned snorkel rolled around a few times, mooing at Malfoy in anger.

Malfoy smiled evilly, looking very unbeaten.

John was speechless, this guy was probably able to defend his place on the Hogwarts Hats Lookout this semester.

The carriage came to a halt in front of the oak gate, and the scimitar-horned snorer sat on Malfoy's head and refused to get down.

To Malfoy's horror, he just cut the mid-hair.

Oops, what are you doing-

Fortunately, the scimitar-horned snorer didn't stay for long, and after a fart sound, the scimitar-horned snorer disappeared.

"It's gone?"

Malfoy cautiously touched his head, the remnants of dragon juice leaving him with a gloomy face.

"its owner." John snapped his fingers, and the dirt in Malfoy's hair was blown away by the wind.

Walk through the foyer into the auditorium.

The auditorium was filled with college tables, the dome was pitch black, and candles floated above the tables.

John looked up at the faculty chair, Hagrid was not there, and the oversized chair had been put away and replaced with a normal one.

The sexy girl with tall red lips was wearing a linen-colored trench coat with big wavy hair, and her hands subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette, but finally held back.

Ozzy Heard.

Another position, the diminutive pink-clad aunt, Dolores Umbridge.

She sat next to Dumbledore and talked to Dumbledore with a look of superiority and pride.

Although he was suspended, Dumbledore would not be absent from such a banquet as the start of school.

Dumbledore laughed and talked to Umbridge, seemingly unconcerned about his emission.

Far away, John made eye contact with the old man.

For a split second, John looked away.

Sitting at the long Slytherin table, Daphne sat to John's right.

His left was vacant, and no one sat down.

Malfoy's eyes darkened as he looked at the location.

Daphne too, they didn't say anything.

As the students entered, the table became more crowded.

Barrot the Bloody floated over and said in a deep voice, "I've heard that if he's at Hogwarts, he must be a Slytherin." ”

"Thank you." John replied in a low voice.

Bloody Barrow nodded and floated to the other side.

After a while, the people were basically there.

None of Harry, who had been in difficulty in the previous sorting ceremonies, was late.

The woman who took Hagrid's place at Hogsmeade Station walked in, and she walked straight to the place where Hagrid belonged and sat down.

The hapless first-year student was horrified and walked in by Professor McGonagall, and the long line stopped.

Professor McGonagall brought out the Sorting Hat along with the stool, the Sorting Hat still looking scruffy and dirty.

It seems that the idea of the Weasley twins washing their sorting hats while they were at school would not come true.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the Sorting Hat began to sing:

"A long time ago I was a new hat,

At that time, Hogwarts had not yet been built,

……

Slytherin receives wizards as he is,

Scheming and pure-blooded......"

John's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and the Sorting Hat seemed to want to reveal something different.

The Sorting Hat over there was still singing.

"There was a time when

The school is dying.

Countless noises, countless fights,

Former best friends turned against each other.

And then finally one morning,

Old Slytherin fled suddenly.

Though by that time the strife had subsided,

He still discouraged us......"

As if to warn of something, the Sorting Hat grew louder the more it sang.

It reminds Slytherin of things and allows Slytherin students to focus their attention on the past.

"Enemies outside the school are eyeing each other.

We must be closely united within ourselves,

Otherwise, everything will fall apart from within.

I have spoken to you bluntly,

I've sounded the alarm for you......

Now let's get started with the division. ”

After singing, John heard Malfoy's fist slamming on the table.

"What does it mean? Implication that Slytherin let Hogwarts down? Malfoy said gloomily, "Or are we going to split up?" ”

Daphne also had a bad complexion, or rather, the students who understood the lyrics sensed that something was wrong.

John glanced at the Sorting Hat, an ancient alchemy that seemed to be mentioning something.

Is it a warning of unity?

Voldemort's return, or is it something else?

John narrowed his eyes and ran his fingers over the ring.

...

Some people died, but not completely......