Directly in front of the professorship, the tattered and old sorting hat began to babble again.

It begins to count silently every year after the freshman sorting is over, and looks forward to singing at the sorting ceremony the following year.

To this end, after the ritual is over, it begins to meditate on the lyrics of the following year.

On weekdays, it spends its days in the corner of the headmaster's office eating ashes, if it doesn't have the more precious Gryffindor sword hidden in its body.

It should be dropped in the Hogwarts warehouse where magical items are kept.

It's going to drive it crazy, and it's going to be around that bunch of magical objects that don't have intelligence and can't communicate.

It's hard to believe that, as a chatterbox, Gretel went in and out of Dumbledore's office so many times without hearing it.

So Glitter felt that Dumbledore must have cast a spell on it.

No one can stand a hat that harasses his ears twenty-four hours a day.

Even if that person was Dumbledore, it was no exception.

This year's freshmen look unlucky, the weather tonight is stormy, but they don't look like they've been blown by the wind and rain, it's more like they've taken a dip in the black lake.

As a drenched little wizard stood in front of the Sorting Hat, Glitter heard it exclaim.

"Poor little one, you must be cold.

Take me up, and you'll be able to warm up with the hot broth when the sorting is over. ”

The Sorting Hat's first guest of the year is a young wizard named Ackley, who has been sorted into the wise Ravenclaw.

After taking off his hat, the young man trembled with excitement, and the senior students of Eagle Academy also sent their blessings in due course.

"Gretel, look at this kid, he's about to faint with excitement."

In the midst of the congratulations, Terry leaned over to Gretel and whispered.

Gretel tilted his head, how could he think that this little guy was frozen, and the child's lips were a little white.

As Ackley walked by, Glitter took out his wand and waved it lightly, giving the child a 'dehydration' and 'warmth'.

This kind of little trick can be said to be easy for today's Gretel.

As the spell took effect, the blood on the child's face finally struggled to rise.

"Thank you."

Ackley was stunned before Terry's finger was prodded and recognized as the owner who had helped him.

It wasn't until Gretel smiled and nodded imperceptibly that Ackley ran to the last seat of Ravenclaw with gratitude.

This kind of little spell, when Gretel studied his state during the holidays, he didn't know how much he figured out.

For him, there is no need for a spell at all, as long as he waves his hand, the magic will be completed according to his ideas.

In the end, it was Peneloti's suggestion that learning more of Gretel's unique magic might allow the members of the organization to understand something more useful.

Coupled with the help of others, Glitter took time out of the holidays and summed up a lot of things.

The fluctuations of the spell, on such a serious occasion, were surprisingly striking.

Whether it was the rostrum or the four major colleges, many people looked over.

Dumbledore had no sorrow or joy, and after a glance, he refocused his gaze on the little wizard in front of him.

Professor McGonagall paused before calling out the next name for him to come up and wait for the Sorting House.

Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick each gave Gretel a smile.

Gretel also noticed his dean, and quietly held out his thumb to praise him.

Professor Snape frowned and glared heavily at Gretel.

"Yes, I'm going to be sprayed by the professor again."

Gretel sighed that in the past two years, Professor Snape would remind him vaguely from time to time.

Tell him not to jump around in front of Dumbledore's eyes, and be careful when the White Lord has his hands free to clean him up.

And after Remus Lupin left, the position of Night's Watch was vacant, and on top of it was a black-haired, hook-nosed wizard.

But the shriveled cheeks made him look even thinner than Filch had been.

Sitting in the corner next to the rostrum, he impatiently played with the wand in his hand, and a pair of gloomy eyes kept shooting along the tables of the four academies.

Glitter thinks he's looking for a thorn in the head, so he can use the first fire to make himself stronger.

In addition, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor 'Mad-Eye Moody' has a magic eye that spins around in his eye socket, and he is vicious, even in the face of the students, he has not eased in the slightest.

With Glitter as an example, many members of Gretel's team in the four academies stood up.

As long as you can warm up this group of little ones who are about to freeze as soon as possible, there is no problem with a little exposure.

Of course, they are not stupid, and those who stand up are all graduates of this year.

As Glitter mentioned in every meeting after he had the power to protect himself: "As long as I don't officially carry the banner, even Dumbledore can't kick me out of Hogwarts at will."

That man is coming back, and from now on, we need to spread our wings properly. ”

The little wizard who was warm didn't mention it, when the four academies came out from time to time after a sentence of dehydration, dehumidification and warmth carried with him.

Dumbledore turned his eyes back in shock, it was the headmaster, who was somewhat on his body, smashed his lips, and ignored the movement around him.

Professor McGonagall was somewhat affected, and her hands looked stiff as she rolled the parchment.

Professor Sprout froze for a moment, looked at Dumbledore, didn't pay attention to anything, and smiled as another little wizard ran towards the Hufflepuff table.

Professor Flitwick looked at Gretel curiously, anyway, he believed that Gretel would definitely not be a scourge, which was determined by three years of getting along.

Snape's eyes were full of shock and reproach, and Gretel suspected that he could drown himself with his spit if it weren't for the opening ceremony.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s Moody is consistently frowning, without any sign of revealing his identity.

The new gatekeeper looked at the expressions of the people present, and silently turned his gaze to others, no longer staring at Gretel's dazzling target.

Someone made a move, and Glitter was willing to take a break, anyway, he just couldn't stand this group of little guys being frozen.

Strength is the confidence to speak, if it were two years ago, he would not have done much, at that time, he had no ability to jump off the chessboard.

——

"Gretel, don't really worry about Dumbledley?

Forget it, we all support what you decide to do anyway, so let's talk about why you didn't catch the train today. ”

After the opening ceremony, Gretel curled up on the bed in the dormitory and started a message with Penelope.

Early in the morning on the 1st of September, Glitter packed his things and prepared to head to King's Cross Station.

As he stepped out of Diagon Alley and was about to apparition to the station, he saw the owner of Flolin's cold drink shop.

He looked a little anxious, very different from the calm appearance he usually had.

It is said that he is in such a hurry, and it is normal for him to choose a faster illusion shift.

But he simply put on a phantom charm and rode onto a magic broomstick.

Glitter knew the level of Florin Apparition, and as a well-known Diagon Alley shopkeeper in Great Britain, he often used Apparition to deliver goods to customers.

Today's unusual behavior caught Gretel's attention.

Curious about Florin's identity, Glitter simply put his things away and followed straight up.

Follow Florin all the way to the sea, a small reef.

Looking at the water stains on it, this kind of reef obviously only shows its small tip after the tide is low.

Doorkey, there is even a portkey hidden in this kind of place.

Gretel was sure he wasn't exposed, but Florin confidently screamed at the sky where Gretel broke his figure.

After some conversation, Gretel learned that Florin was from Kunlun, the most mysterious and extraordinary gathering place in the world.

In order to quickly dismiss Gretel, Florin threw Gretel an identity credential, a delicate bronze sword with the word Kunlun engraved on the sword.

"When you have time, you can come to Kunlun, you are on Kunlun's invitation list."

……

"Kunlun?" Penelope almost rushed to the door of the boys' dorm and called Gretel out of the dorm.

Grett looked at Penelope with some surprise, he had only heard of Kunlun's name, and he still heard Vladimir's introduction when he was in Godot Town, and Daulson's craftsmanship was achieved in Kunlun.

However, in the entire Godot Town, only Daurson is familiar with Kunlun, and because of the protection of some kind of contract, Daurson cannot reveal Kunlun's situation to others.

Penelope soothed his emotions before explaining to Gretel.

Her father, when he was young, almost had the opportunity to study in Kunlun, but for some reasons, he failed to take shape in the end.

It was also the regret of Mr. Criveat's life, and as a result, Penelope was full of fantasies about that mysterious place since he was a child.

It is said that Kunlun is full of gold and precious stones, rare treasures in the British magic world, everywhere, rare and exotic beasts that are rare in the outside world, and they can only be regarded as ordinary there.

However, Kunlun has rarely had contact with wizards from the outside world since ancient times, and the wizards who can go there are all the best in various countries.

Because of Penelo's introduction, Gretel had a rare dream.

In his dream, he heard a familiar local sound, and in his dream he saw a transcendent wizard who matched the mysterious oriental painting style.

However, why do people ride gourds, and why do flying swords have guardrails on them?

After waking up, Glitter shook his head strangely, leaving the bizarre dream behind.

Originally, at the opening ceremony, he played a hand who was undercover, and Gretel thought he would be targeted.

At worst, Dumbledore will be called to talk to him.

But nothing happened, no one treated him specially, and even the graduates who had no shy sides about meeting with him, Dumbledore did not react.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten what had happened that day, and Gretel's daily life was to attend classes on time, go to bed on time, and pull in the team members from time to time for a nuanced magic teaching.

Counting four school years, Barty Crouch Jr.'s Moody is definitely the professor who is most in line with the status of a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

Others, even Remus Lupin, were confined to their identities and rarely introduced the Unforgivable Curse to Hogwarts students.

In other words, Dumbledore's recruitment of Moody as a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor was aimed at his uninhibited nature.

Glitter even suspects that if the real Mad Eye Moody were to teach, he might be even more radical than Barty Crouch Jr.

In less than a month of teaching, 'Moody' has managed to conquer everyone at Hogwarts, from students to professors.

Not to mention his character, at least his attitude of teaching wholeheartedly conquered everyone.

……

Except for the Potions professor who was angry with Gretel on a daily basis, Severus Snape.

He didn't trust all the Defence Against the Dark Arts professors except himself.

"Don't raise your wand so high when using Blade Shadowless, you're afraid that the enemy won't know you're going to do something to him?

Hide, you know, hide, hide your wand from anyone else. ”

Snape squirted wildly on Gretel's shoulder, and at the same time took the trouble to cover up for him, how to use the blind spot in his line of sight to release his spell on the enemy.

In the Requirement Room, in the corner of the huge training ground, the puppets that had been cut into pieces by the Divine Blade were almost piled up into a hill.

Gretel was tempted to tug at Snape's clothes and tell him that his strength was not the same as before.

But seeing that Snape couldn't hide his worried eyes even though he was furious, he honestly raised his wand again.

The tip of the wand was slightly raised, and a hidden blade flew out of the wand, slicing the puppet in the distance in half.

"Actually, you don't have to be afraid of hurting me, if you have the ability."

From the time he left the Room of Requirement, even though he had slapped himself with a healing spell for an unknown number of times, Snape's steps still seemed a little faltering.

"I don't have much more to teach you, so you won't have to go to my office and confiner in the future."

Snape left only one sentence for Gretel, and a distant back.

The next day, when Glitter returned to the Potions Professor's office, he saw a rare closed door.

He waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the door to open to him again.

——

On October 30th, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrived at Hogwarts.

The triwizard tournament, which is held every five years, is finally Hogwarts' home stadium.

As a landlord, Hogwarts was cleaned inside and out a week ago.

Several not-so-clean portraits, along with their swearing, were stored in Hogwarts warehouses.

According to the professor, if the Triwizard Tournament is not over, they will not see the sun outside for a day.

Glitter didn't know how Hogwarts appeared five years ago, but he felt that both Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were menacing.

First, Beauxbatons' huge air carriage landed at Hogwarts almost on a rampage.

Before the group could calm down, a large ship leaped out of the bottom of the Black Lake, and Durmstrang raised it with the large boat, covering almost the entire Hogwarts mist, announcing his arrival to everyone.

Today's update, I need to sort out the plot behind, good night to all book friends.

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