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In fact, Anthony never woke up in the auditorium.

After being awakened by Madam Pomfrey's potion, he only lasted until Hagrid walked out of the school hospital.

As soon as he went out, a gust of cold wind hit, and his eyes were directly dark, and the person fainted again.

By the time he woke up again, it was the next day.

Early in the morning, on the hospital bed in the school infirmary, Anthony slowly opened his eyes.

His misty eyes slowly looked around, and he was the only one left in the empty infirmary at this time.

The remnants of his memory told him that last night, Hagrid's bastard had fainted from the pain after crushing his arm.

Oh!

Arm!

Anthony hurriedly raised his right hand, and at this time, his right hand, which was full of bandages, had recovered.

Five fingers shook constantly.

It's so flexible!

Isn't it the wizarding world?

Anthony couldn't help but sigh, the potion is really magical!

If this is placed in the Muggle world, he will be dislocated and fractured, and he will definitely be sent to the operating room.

Whether or not you will be able to have a sound arm at that time is a question.

"I remember? I wish there was a sorting house yesterday? ”

Anthony slowly got up from his hospital bed.

He had an intermittent memory, and he couldn't even be sure if he was involved in the Sorting House or not.

It's really embarrassing to spend my first day of school in the school hospital.

I didn't see him in the Black Lake, and I didn't take a boat. He hadn't even seen Hogwarts Castle yet!

Although now he is in the middle of it!

Anthony walked slowly along the wall, slowly heading outside.

He didn't see Madame Bobby Pomfrey, the head nurse. I think there should be something wrong with her!

And just like that, Anthony started wandering the hallway alone.

As far back as he can remember, the school hospital was located on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle.

Going out through the gate, it happened to be the Hogwarts clock.

Descend the stairs next to the bell and you will come to the main entrance of the castle.

At this point, Anthony tiptoed through the marble staircase to the door of the auditorium.

In front of you are four huge hourglasses.

Maybe he was blinded and hadn't woken up yet.

How does that represent the gray sandstone in the Gryffindor and Slytherin red and green hourglasses? Shouldn't it be a gem?

Why is that dim light so weird?

Compared to the other two houses, which have already produced a few gems of various colors, the weirdness of the two houses of Gryffindor and Slytherin is even more eye-catching!

Anthony frowned. After all, I only know about Hogwarts from novels and stories, and I don't know what he actually looks like.

He also didn't know exactly how the house points worked.

His gaze deflected and he slowly looked towards the auditorium.

It was a wonderful, palatial place. Four long tables are neatly arranged in the hall. On the top of the table was a long table, which was the professor's seat.

However, since it was daylight, he did not see the rumored thousand candles floating in the air. and enchanted rooftops.

"Oh! You're awake. ”

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside the doorway, and in front of the dilapidated fountain, an old man was looking at him.

Anthony turned to look.

It's Professor Dumbledore!

Immediately, he walked over curiously, the mountain breeze outside the courtyard was blowing on his cheeks, and the air was filled with the smell of grass.

He took a deep breath and whispered, "Professor Dumbledore? ”

"How's your recovery going?" The old man asked with concern.

"It's already done." Anthony held up his bandaged right hand and said, "It's just that this bandage is too tight for me to take off." ”

"Hmm!" Dumbledore nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a fresh breeze blew on his right arm, and the bandages seemed to melt. It turned into liquid, slowly dripping down his fingertips and falling to the ground.

"It's amazing!" Anthony sighed.

"Alright, Anthony, I think you seem to have lost something very important!" The old man looked at him with a smile, then pulled a wand from his cuff.

Is that...

His wand.

Anthony recognized the wand in Dumbledore's hand at a glance.

"Take it. As a wizard, a wand is your most important thing. The old headmaster handed him back the wand, then patted Anthony on the shoulder, and said, "This is what Harry picked up on the train, by the way, come with me, the hat wants to see you again." ”

"Hats?" Anthony quickly slipped his wand into his pocket, then looked up suspiciously.

"Yes! You're the first person to wear it while you're unconscious at Hogwarts. ”

The headmaster just waved his hand and led him into the castle.

"You... Are you going to re-sort me? "Although he didn't know which house he was sorted into at this time, but listening to Dumbledore, this is to give himself a second division?

What if the results of the two divisions are different.

"Strictly speaking, I don't know." Dumbledore looked down at Anthony and said unexpectedly.

"What?"

Anthony stared at the headmaster of the greatest white wizard in amazement.

You don't know?

What do you mean?

You're Dumbledore!

"I'm not omniscient, Anthony, I'm just an old man who has lived long enough, and there has never been a second Sorting in Hogwarts history, let alone two Sorting Endings with different outcomes."

"Professor, if the two divisions are different, the results are different." Anthony asked slowly.

"This..."

Dumbledore looked at his dark green eyes, and for a moment, he felt as if he had gone back eleven years and had seen him for the first time in France.

Slowly, kindness rose in the headmaster's eyes, and he touched Anthony's head and said, "That... I hope you'll be the one who makes the choice. ”

...

The principal's office is located on the third floor.

Anthony followed in Dumbledore's footsteps through the grand marble staircase beside the Great Hall.

Along the way, he looked around curiously, the wall in front of the foyer was bare, and there were no portraits, but the texture of the bricks and stones further accentuated the majesty and vicissitudes of the surroundings.

The ceiling is so high that the ceiling is barely visible.

Anthony knew it was magical, and it was like the ceiling of the auditorium, visually stretching the grandeur of the castle.

Walk past the palatial marble floor and follow the left-hand side of the school hospital to the end.

Slowly, a whisper came from the front.

Through a circular archway, Anthony's most spectacular moving staircase emerges from Hogwarts.

The four walls were lined with portraits of people, who were looking curiously at Anthony and Dumbledore. Those small voices are what they make.

"It's incredible."

Holding the stone fence beside him, Anthony struggled to look up at the sky with his neck tilted.

It seemed to use magic similar to that of the hall, and it was only nine stories high, but it didn't seem to be able to see the roof at all, and even here he could see the cloud ceiling that didn't appear in the auditorium.

Thick clouds and mist, gloomy and floating at the end of his gaze, kept churning as if the next moment it was going to lightning, thunder, and rain.

"Be careful if you get lost." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Every year a young wizard gets lost in these staircases. ”

"Take a few wrong steps, and you won't be able to find your way at all!"

Under the half-moon eyes of the old principal, a child's evil gaze flashed.

At first, Anthony didn't understand what Dumbledore meant, until he waited up the stairs and looked down at him.

...

Oh my god!

This is the weird design!

Stand up, I promise not to kill you!

As we all know, Hogwarts has an underground, and there is more than one floor, there should be three floors.

Potions classroom.

Hogwarts kitchens.

Hufflepuff Lounge.

Slytherin Lounge.

They're all a few layers down there.

Therefore, standing on the stairs on the second floor, with the blessing of the magic stretch and the magic cloud image at the bottom, it is impossible to distinguish the floor simply by looking at it with the naked eye.

Harry is to blame for being late!

He remembered that Gryffindor was on the eighth floor!

...

It's really the same as Dumbledore said, a few wrong steps and you'll never find your way again!

But fortunately, he had the old principal lead the way this time, and after following his footsteps, after changing the stairs left and right in a chaotic manner, Anthony finally came to the entrance of the principal's office on the third floor.

In front of an ugly giant stone head.

"Chilled lemon juice!" The old headmaster stood in front of the stone head and slowly read out the password.

Then, the stone head suddenly jumped to the side, the wall behind him cracking in half, and a spiral staircase slowly appeared.