Chapter 377 Sixth Grade

"First graders go here!"

The senior students have already left on their own under the leadership of the prefects, leaving the freshmen standing nervously on the platform. Ogg's shouts came from the night, and the others had not yet arrived, but the bright light of the night lights had already illuminated The group of anxious children.

The castle administrator's lines are the same every year, and may even be passed down from generation to generation, and this line has successfully become the first impression of every freshman at Hogwarts about their fantasy student days, and they consciously line up The formation, led by Ogg, walked towards the darker and more solitary Black Lake, and walked down the forest path. Some children were calm, while others realized that when they saw the light, the magic world was very important. The door has been opened for them.

"Come on, four people in a boat, don't be crowded."

Ogg patiently directed the freshmen to board the boat. Adele, who was in the team, looked at the row of small sampans floating on the water, and suddenly the shadow of the azure blue boat on the Atlantic Ocean appeared in her mind.

"I heard that the freshmen need to work together to defeat a giant monster!" From the dark lake surface, the students were chattering and discussing. It seemed to be a little boy, and his tone was full of worry and excitement. "Let's report what you are good at first." Magic, little wizards like us must have complete tactics in order to fight against such a powerful enemy!"

"What a fool," Adele said disdainfully in her heart, "Alphad told me that the content of the entrance examination is to pull out the sword in the stone left by King Arthur!"

She rolled up her sleeves and boarded the small wooden boat confidently.

"Be careful..." she murmured in her heart, holding onto the side of the boat tightly, "I heard that every year freshmen at Hogwarts will be killed by giant squids in the Black Lake—"

"Wow!"

The sound of water suddenly rose, and a towering water column rushed straight from the water beside her. The next second, a thick squid's tentacle wrapped around her waist.

...

"Did you buy a hairpin for Adele?"

In the auditorium, Nelson looked at Adele's hairstyle, and curiously asked Walburga, "That little crab looks real, and it can still move."

"What?" Walburga turned his head, "I didn't buy it."

"Isn't that a real crab anyway?" Tom squinted and said, "Looking at the size and color, it should be a crab."

Mag, who was leading the team, scanned the students in the auditorium and noticed the gazes of Nelson and his group. She turned around and saw the little crab squatting on top of Adele's head stubbornly waving its pincers, trying to push herself Freed from the tangle of hair, he flicked his wand discreetly and plucked it from Adele's head.

After a little reorganization, she led the team to the staff table, saluted Dumbledore, turned and walked out of the auditorium.

"Is Professor McGonagall going to bring in the troll?" The little ones who were deceived were eager to try.

Soon, Mag took the sorting hat and a three-legged stool and walked up to the wooden platform built in the center of the auditorium. The position of the sorting hat was exactly the same as it had been for many years.

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oh!

my dear children,

Allow me to send you an old whine,

Don't think I'm just a dirty hat,

But years ago my look was the most fashionable,

Even in the moment, I am effervescently beautiful!

You want to ask me why?

Because I'm a thinking hat!

Four founders pumped their thoughts into my head

so that I can after their death

pass on the karma to their successors

Ravenclaw is a wise lady,

She always thinks,

The inside of the mind is better than the outside beauty,

Of course she was right,

So lean more towards those smart seedlings.

Gryffindor is a brave ride,

In his opinion,

Tenacious courage is the most powerful support,

Bravely swinging the sword to charge,

Light up the surging flames for those warriors.

Hufflepuff is a gentle lady,

she said to me,

Mutual recognition is the best medicine for people,

To be a kind gentleman,

She will open her arms to every seeker of knowledge.

Slytherin is a cold gentleman,

in his mind,

A man without ambition is just a joke,

If you're an activist,

Slytherin will teach you the best.

Wizards!

The sea is calm, the sky is high and the sky is clear--

but under your feet,

Still the dark vortex howls in the dark wind!

Wizards, I am not alarmist,

To live in sorrow is the way to survive.

Crisis is everywhere,

Wizards, remember the teachings of the founders,

Take up your courage,

use your wisdom,

fuel your ambitions,

Embrace your allegiance,

Hogwarts is your eternal support!

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"This sorting song is really getting worse every year, but it's still a novelty. At least the order of the four founders has changed." Tom clapped his hands perfunctorily, and gave the most pertinent evaluation, "If it thinks for a whole This year is at this level, I suggest that Hogwarts should change to a better-looking hat."

"Old wine in a new bottle, suppressed for the sake of rhyme, it is a model of passive sabotage," Nelson nodded, "so sometimes it is very important to look beautiful, especially when the inside is relatively ordinary."

He raised his head, and vaguely felt the Sorting Hat glared at him.

Alphard was almost so hungry that he knocked on the plate. Finally, after the Sorting Hat sang this year's sorting song, McGonagall announced that he was entering the segment that everyone loved to see—the sorting.

"Nelson."

Nelson raised his head and found that the friends around him were staring at him, as if expecting him to dance in front of Dumbledore to perform a little swan.

"I won't predict, thank you," Nelson resolutely refused before they asked, "Even in the next time, I will still be a foreigner who can't understand English."

"Okay." Alphard winked and pulled a sentence in French, "Where do you think the first branch will go?"

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

Nelson shrugged. A sentence in Chinese sent Alphard into a blind spot of knowledge, but he turned his head and discussed the content of the sorting song with Tom. The aggrieved Alphad once wanted to bite the towel.

"Gnar, what do you think it means by the dark vortex?"

"Aren't you used to it? You've been at Hogwarts much longer than I have." Nelson spread his hand, "It may be the hat with the most sense of urgency in the world, seeing through plots to destroy the world every day... ...But what it says is not unreasonable, after all, it is indeed a truth that has been tested by history.”

"That makes sense." Tom nodded, "After Haierbo's death, I became even more uneasy. I always felt that if such a well-known dark wizard died so easily, there must be a bigger crisis waiting for us. "

"What does it mean to die so easily?" Nelson grabbed the back of Tom's neck and shook it slightly, "I took a lot of effort to send him away."

"Isn't that easy for you?"

"What you said makes sense." Nelson let go of Tom's hand, and even smoothed his wrinkled neckline intimately. "The analysis is good. I can talk more about it later."

The chatter in the corner did not affect the branches in the center of the auditorium. When the freshmen rushed to their colleges, there were only a few people standing there to be assigned.

Soon, Mag called Adele's name.

"Adele Wertning!"

Dumbledore sitting on the staff table also sat up straight when he heard Adele's name.

The little blond witch walked towards Meg nervously, and the Slytherins who heard her surname all looked at Nelson—Wildening, this surname is too rare in England.

But Nelson didn't notice their gazes. He and his friends were watching the reception of the branch, even more nervous than Adele herself.

"Relax, kid."

Mag led her to sit on the three-legged stool, and slowly put the hat on top of her head.

"Huh... Hufflepuff!"

The Sorting Hat even uses a rather difficult tongue, God knows how a hat can make such a sound.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the long table in the Badger Yard. Dumbledore smiled and applauded. Looking at the long table of Slytherin, Nelson and his party had different expressions.

"What a pity." Walburga shook her head, she really liked this little girl who was like a porcelain doll.

"Why Hufflepuff?" Alphard was a little dissatisfied, "She can use the Levitating Charm at home, and it's Nelson's family, so she should come to Slytherin!"

"That's pretty good too," Tom shrugged, "Don't look down on Hufflepuff, why don't I find a Hufflepuff dropout to play two tricks with you to try Hufflepuff's quality?"

Nelson, who cared the most, let out a long sigh of relief, smiled and nodded to Adele, "Hello Hufflepuff, hello Hufflepuff."

He said "very good" twice in a row, which shows that he is quite satisfied with the result.

Adele hid her frustration in her heart, took off her hat, bowed to McGonagall, and ran to Hufflepuff's long table.

Soon, the sorting ceremony was over, the troll did not appear, and the persuasion that many little wizards were worried about did not happen. When the last little wizard who was assigned to Gryffindor took his seat, Dumbledore knocked on the door with a smile. Knocking on the dinner plate, a sumptuous dinner appeared on the long table.

"Thank you, Merlin." Without Tom doing anything, a plate of small tomatoes was handed to him, "I hope Hogwarts will eat only tomatoes one day."

"Believe me, unless Dumbledore wants to help you wean off the tomatoes, there's no way he's going to arrange the recipe like this."

"Believe me, I won't get tired of eating it for a year, no, for a lifetime."

Tom mumbled that Nelson had eaten two before he had picked up his knife and fork.

Different from previous years, this time the Black siblings have received unprecedented attention. Schools are often considered to be miniature societies that imitate adults, especially in Slytherin. The changes in their family even made the students' seats change. changed.

During the dinner, Senior Tom cared enthusiastically about the living conditions of the Slytherin freshmen and their vision for the new semester, which received unanimous praise from everyone. Everyone said that if the male student president is not you next year, we will strike.

Soon, the dinner ended in a joyful atmosphere. Dumbledore rang the bell, and the food on the table disappeared in an instant.

"No matter how delicious something is, you must do what you can," he blinked, and his voice spread to every corner of the auditorium, "Because during the seven years you have been studying at Hogwarts, every day's meals will be as rich as today .”

The auditorium quickly fell silent. Everyone knew that the principal was about to speak.

"First of all, welcome our freshmen to join the Hogwarts family." Dumbledore nodded and said loudly, "Every year when I see new students enrolling, I feel as if I am two years younger. If I come to Hogwarts Counting from Gwartz's first year on the job, my current age will soon become negative."

The students let out good-natured laughter.

"First of all, let me tell you a good news. Due to the suspension of the Triwizard Tournament this semester, the Quidditch Cup will be held again. In my opinion, there is nothing more important than watching Quidditch." Dumbledore left and right Looking at the other professors, he waved his hands and added, "Of course, I mean when I finish my studies."

Excited expressions appeared on the faces of many people. They have had itchy hands for a year.

"Fantastic Beasts will move the venue to the Forbidden Forest."

Everyone seems to have no interest in this.

"In addition, Professor Flitwick has passed the assessment of the school board, and from this semester onwards, he will become the official Professor of Charms at Hogwarts," Dumbledore continued before waiting for the students to react, "Flitwick Professor Levy was once a world-renowned dueling master. At his request, we will hold a formal dueling club this semester. Of course, the student organization that previously assumed some functions of the dueling club will not be affected by this, but Professor Flitwick is enthusiastic We sincerely invite everyone to come to the club to exchange experiences.”

The short Flitwick stood up from his seat and greeted the students in front of him. The young and passionate Hogwarts students were always interested in duels, so they burst into cheers. Expressed implicit interest. In fact, they had already felt the charm of duel in Tom's student mutual aid association a long time ago. Of course, for them, the official duel club also represented more students participating in duel practice , which is also a great thing.

"Finally, welcome new students to Hogwarts, and welcome old students home."

Dumbledore nodded and sat down for a while. His welcome speech was not so abstract at this time.

There was silence in the auditorium for a few seconds, and then there was thunderous applause. The opening dinner was over. The new students who entered Hogwarts will explore this unknown and magical world just like Nelson did back then.

"Cuckoo..."

When McGonagall commanded the prefects to take the new students back to the dormitory, Nelson was stopped by a dusty owl in the corridor.

"What's wrong?" Tom asked curiously.

"It's nothing, the people from Penguin sent me a work report," Nelson said with a toothache on his face, "Did they misunderstand me?"

"I feel fine, very much like you." Tom glanced at the contents of the letter, and then led the freshmen away.

Nelson stood in the hallway wondering what was wrong until a smudge of gold appeared in front of him.

"Adele, why don't you follow the prefect?"

Immediately afterwards, a familiar girl appeared from behind Adele.

"Huh? Christian, why are you here?"