Once Kyle was seated, Professor McGonagall walked over to the triangular stool.

The cheers in the auditorium gradually subsided.

Professor McGonagall picked up her hat.

"Whoever I call now, he puts on his hat and sits on a stool to wait for the Chamber."

"Hannah Abbott!"

A ruddy-faced little girl with two blonde braids stumbled out of the queue and put on her hat.

After a moment's pause—

"Hufflepuff!"

The people at the table on the right applauded Hannah and welcomed her to Hufflepuff.

Susan Bones, the second house, was also sorted into Hufflepuff, and to the applause, she quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.

The rest of the Sorting House proceeded in an orderly manner, and Hermione and Neville all went to Gryffindor.

Malfoy also went to Slytherin as he wished.

And Harry and Ron, who are also Gryffindors, unsurprisingly.

Kyle noticed that Dumbledore in the guest of honor looked particularly happy, clapping his hands, and even grabbing the House Cup at Harry without concealment.

"This old bee."

Kyle pouted, he knew Dumbledore was going to give Harry a hanging, but it was a bit too much to be so blatant.

Compared to Dumbledore, Professor Snape was not so happy.

But instead of looking at Harry, he squinted and stared straight at the Sorting Hat, as if he was going to pull out a bottle of potion and pour it on the broken hat in the next second.

As soon as the last freshman was sorted into Slytherin, Snape got up and tried to help Professor McGonagall get the Sorting Hat back.

But it was rejected.

"Thanks, Severus, but the list of freshmen needs to be placed in the designated spot, you may not find it." Professor McGonagall gave him a puzzled look, then rolled up the parchment and left with the Sorting Hat.

Dumbledore stood up, smiling as he looked at the crowd and stretched out his arms to them.

"Welcome!"

He smiled and said, "Welcome to Hogwarts to start the new school year!" Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words. ”

"That's it: stupid! Cry! Residue! Wring! ”

"Thank you!"

As Dumbledore sat down again, a large amount of food appeared on the empty plate.

"Oh, I hate carrots......"

Mikel looked at the vegetable soup in front of him and said to Ryan next to him, "Can we change seats?" ”

Ryan, who was nibbling on the cob, shrugged his shoulders indifferently and got up to switch places with Mikel.

He is not a picky eater, he eats everything.

"Kyle, do you know what the Headmaster just meant?" Cedric asked, confused.

I don't know why, he always felt that Dumbledore just now gave the impression of being a little crazy, like that kind of old wizard with a clear mind.

The words spoken are also obscure.

"I don't know." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "Probably what we think of the other three houses." It's like smart Ravenclaw, don't they always think that people from other houses are stupid? ”

"Is that so......"

Being reminded by Kyle like this, Cedric quickly thought of the meaning of the other three words, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "That makes sense." ”

There was a lot of speculation about Dumbledore's words, but no matter how plausible, it was only speculation after all.

No one knows what he really thinks.

The only person who could possibly know was still in Newmengard at this time.

……

Everyone was so happy that at the end, the last few pieces of pumpkin pie on the golden plate were gone.

After a delicious feast, Dumbledore stood up again.

"Now that everyone is full and full of drinks, I want to say a few more words to everyone."

"First of all, Professor Quirrell, whom we are familiar with, has volunteered to fill the void of Defence Against the Dark Arts.

and Professor Kerry Di Bubbaghi, who will be our new Professor of Muggle Studies. ”

Two wizards, a man and a woman, stood at the guest of honor, one cowering and the other beaming.

The auditorium burst into applause.

But almost all of that applause went to Professor Keredi Bubbagi.

As for Professor Quirrell, he was completely stained with her...... It's just a professor for a year, what's there to welcome.

Not far from Kyle, a senior student staggered, "You actually applied to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor...... I hadn't noticed Professor Quirrell so brave before. ”

After the applause, the two sat back down.

Dumbledore continued, "Attention first-year students, that wooded area on the school grounds is off-limits to any students.

You have to remember that if someone invites you there, even if it's the professor you know best, don't agree, it's important. ”

As he said this, Kyle felt a myriad of eyes suddenly turn to him.

This left him speechless for a while.

Good guys, is this a public execution?

Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't waste much time on this, and continued, "Also, Mr. Filch, the administrator, also wants me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the hallway between classes.

Don't bring the magical plants in the greenhouse back to the castle either, especially those that are dangerous. ”

Dumbledore's shining eyes glanced at Kyle.

The corners of Kyle's mouth twitched, but he quickly calmed down.

Although he didn't know how Dumbledore knew, it didn't matter, he gave the Headmaster this face, and he wouldn't move the plants that came from the greenhouse this semester.

"The Quidditch player review will take place in the second week of the term, so students who are interested in joining the student team should contact Ms Hooch."

"Finally, I must tell you that anyone who does not want to suffer an accident and die a painful and tragic death should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

Kyle couldn't help but laugh, the traces of fishing in this sentence are simply not too obvious, and he still uses a straight hook, but he didn't expect Voldemort to believe it.

He didn't think about it, if Dumbledore didn't have a backhand, would he just tell everyone where he was?

No, Voldemort is just a geist now, using Professor Quirrell's shared brain, and it's normal for it to go down occasionally.

"He's not serious." Mikel's face turned a little pale.

"Unlikely." Cedric shook his head and said, "At least it won't be as serious as he said, if Hogwarts really has such a dangerous place, I'm afraid it would have been completely sealed long ago." ”

Later, after everyone had finished singing the school song, Dumbledore announced that he could go back to rest.

Kyle didn't move, and turned to look at Gryffindor's table.

It's time for someone to make good on the offer.

"Oh...... Damn it! ”

"I thought he had forgotten."

Fred and George sighed, and threw a toffee into their mouths with bitter faces as Harry and Ron stared at each other.

"Wow......"

"Oh~~"

In the midst of shock and laughter, Fred and George tapped their tongues three feet long and clicked around the table.

This bet is not in the contract, they added it themselves.

Because they have to be careful not to step on their tongues, Fred and George always twitch when they tap dance, and they look very magical.

"Oh~~"

There was laughter and cheers again.

Even Dumbledore was fascinated by their unique looks and unique dance moves, and watched them with interest.

Only Professor McGonagall stood there with a grim face, her mouth almost pursed into a line.

Jumping once last year wasn't enough, and coming again this year?

(End of chapter)