Chapter 9: Banquet, Eagle Ring, Prank

Harry's sorting took a long time, so long that every college was crowded with people, and everyone strained their necks to look at the little wizard covered by the sorting hat.

Until the end, the sorting hat seemed to compromise, and announced Harry's belonging with a long and almost desperate moan: "Gryffindor."

At that moment, the whole Gryffindor was boiling, and the shouts led by the twin brothers of the Weasley family resounded throughout the restaurant, "We have Potter! We have Potter!"

Although other colleges were disappointed, they still applauded in a friendly way to express their congratulations.

Except for Slytherin, from the dean to the newly assigned first-year students, all put their hands in their hands and looked frost-covered.

But Harry felt that the excitement on the scene had nothing to do with him. He took off the sorting hat and stood up. Harry looked at the last seat of Ravenclaw from afar, and fell into a kind of melancholy loss.

Gretel, who was enthusiastically consulting with Ms. Grey about whether the magic world in the eyes of ghosts was different from the magic world in life, also paid a little attention to Harry and felt his gaze.

"???"

Others may think that Harry is just observing other colleges, but as the center of view, Gretel can clearly tell that he is actually looking at himself.

"What's going on with these two? Fortunately, I came to Ravenclaw." Gretel was thankful for his wit.

Fortunately, Harry knew that he had become a part of Gryffindor. Under Percy's guidance, he sat at the long table of Gryffindor.

The little wizard's emotions always come and go quickly. Although he couldn't be in the same college with the cool guy, he was very satisfied that he finally had a home, and he hadn't been assigned to the most disliked Slytherin, which was enough to make him happy for a long time.

Draco Malfoy and his followers left a really bad impression on Harry. Coupled with the black sea of ​​Slytherin when everyone was celebrating just now, Harry sincerely hoped that he would never have anything to do with Slytherin.

There were only three people left in the long sorting team, and Lisa Dupin became Gretel's classmate.

Ron, with his red hair, inherited the tradition of the Weasley family and became a brave Gryffindor. Fortunately, he didn't look at Ravenclaw, otherwise Gret would really feel like he was going to explode.

When Blaise Sabini fell into Slytherin, the sorting ceremony of the 91st-level wizard was successfully completed.

Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment and left with the sorting hat, but Gret found that compared with before the sorting, the professor's attitude towards the pointed wizard hat seemed less friendly.

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"Well, welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start a new school year!" Dumbledore smiled and stretched out his arms, as if hugging all the students.

"Well, before the banquet begins, I'll say a few words: Idiot! Crybaby! Scum! Twist! Thank you all!"

Gret stared at the plates in front of him with wide eyes, watching them suddenly filled with food. To be honest, compared with the tempting food in front of him, he was more curious about the principle and essence of this magic.

However, he had no reference books at hand, and he couldn't rush to the stage to ask Dumbledore for advice, so, Grett, the foodie, started.

To be honest, this meal was the best meal Grett had ever had since he traveled through time.

St. Mary's Welfare Home would not let the children starve, but with the economic level of the welfare home, it was impossible to provide such a sumptuous meal.

Even if he had improved the recipes of the welfare home, a good cook could not cook without rice, and it could not compare to the juicy veal, charred roast chicken and countless steaks at Hogwarts.

Until everyone finished eating, the food piled on the table disappeared in an instant, without even a trace of residue or a drop of broth left, and pudding, dessert and ice cream appeared so abruptly.

Really unable to suppress the desire to explore, before everyone stopped and the dessert on the table disappeared, Grett suddenly reached out and took a small cup of ice cream.

It seemed that because of his sudden behavior, the plate was stuck for a moment when it disappeared. If he hadn't been concentrating, he wouldn't have noticed it at all. After all, Sally Dupin's plate next to him was still smoothly removed.

"You haven't finished eating yet?" Sally Dupin asked in surprise. She clearly remembered that Gret had stopped eating ten minutes ago.

"No, I just suddenly wanted to have some more dessert."

Quickly swallowing the little ice cream in the cup, Gret carefully placed the high-footed open cup containing ice cream on the table.

Swish~

The speed at which the cup disappeared was like a child who had finally received New Year's money from his parents. The highlight was a quickness to prevent regret.

Gret roughly guessed that the magic was related to the house elves in the kitchen, and decided to find time to sneak into the kitchen to study it.

The restaurant gradually returned to silence, and the planner of the savior creation plan, the world's strongest white wizard, the headmaster of Hogwarts, the great Professor Dumbledore, began to set up a targeted trap.

Apart from the annual reminders of "Do not enter the Forbidden Forest", Filch's reminders, Quidditch and other trivial matters, Dumbledore specifically reminded, "If you do not want to suffer an accident, painful death, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

Grete clearly heard that Dumbledore put emphasis on the words "corridor on the right side of the fourth floor", and did not explain it as the reminder of "Do not enter the Forbidden Forest" because of the ferocious beasts, which caused Gryffindor to whisper to each other.

Heh, thick eyebrows and big eyes use a dirty trick to attack Gryffindor's treasure, right?

Grete is once again glad that he is a Ravenclaw, a wise Ravenclaw.

"Everyone chooses their favorite tune, ready, sing."

Facts have proved that even the wise Ravenclaw can't do everything well, especially the school song, which has no unified melody at all, and it is difficult for anyone to sing it well.

Grete swore that compared to the level of this group of people, the children in the choir of St. Mary's Welfare Home seemed to have become the stars of tomorrow.

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The prefect of Ravenclaw doesn't seem to be a talkative person. Except for explaining necessary things to the first-year wizards, he basically doesn't speak much.

It's more like thinking about something, but most Ravenclaws are always like this, so Ravenclaws always seem a little isolated from the world.

The Ravenclaw common room is located at the top of the Ravenclaw Tower on the west side of the castle. It has the best view in the entire Hogwarts. This benefit was created by Rowena Raven, the first head of Ravenclaw. Crow arranged it himself.

After all, the entire Hogwarts floor plan came from her hands.

"This is our common room. Unlike other colleges, our door does not have a password. You can only enter the common room by answering the question of the eagle ring. Otherwise, you have to wait for others to open the door for you or sleep in a sleeping bag. Of course, as a Wise Ravenclaw, you probably won’t be able to answer the question.”

After saying this, the prefect rang the eagle ring, answered the question of which came first, the fire or the phoenix, and went straight in.

If it was such a simple question, Ravenclaw would certainly not be unable to answer it, but Gretel noticed that there were many sleeping bags hanging on the wall next to the eagle ring.

Grete decisively realized that these sleeping bags were prepared for some unlucky people. After all, the possibility of sleeping together for seven years without causing mischief was almost zero.

He could already imagine that on a dark and windy night, a late returner was stumped by a question specially provided for the eagle ring, and got into his sleeping bag pitifully.

Of course, this person will definitely not be him. He will just become the mediocre man behind the scenes who secretly provides questions in the dark and windy night.

Extraordinary wisdom is mankind's greatest wealth.

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Ron: Harry, you know, it was obviously me first...

Harry (knocked him out with a stick and put his hands on his hips to wipe his sweat): I just want a friend who is full of wisdom. Am I wrong?