Travel from Hogwarts

"Three more knocks. It seems that everyone in the magical world has a soft spot for three!" Drink couldn't help but complain.

Sure enough, the door was opened again, but this time it was not like the stone bricks splitting in Diagon Alley, but naturally, as if it was slowly pushed open by a pair of big hands.

After the door was pushed open, Drinker looked in through the door. The foyer was very large, very exaggerated. If compared with Gringotts, it was about half and a half Gringotts. The two were actually similar in size, but the environment was really heavenly. Different places.

The decoration of Hogwarts is made of stone walls. This style will give people a very ancient, long-standing and heavy feeling. In contrast, the decoration of Gringotts is modern.

The stone walls of Hogwarts are very old, and cracks have even appeared in some places. The stone walls are surrounded by blazing torches, and the hall is also brightly illuminated by these torches. The ceiling here is very high, higher than the ancient ones. The ceiling of the pavilion is much higher. (Gringotts: Are you polite?) The road directly in front is a luxurious marble floor and stairs. From here, you can see how many materials were used in the construction of Hogwarts. , there are three stairs, the one in front is very high and seems to lead directly to the tower upstairs.

"Go this way," Professor McGonagall took the lead, leading the young wizards up the stairs. In fact, this scene was very similar to the Young and Dangerous movies that Drinker watched in his previous life. Professor McGonagall did have the aura of the boss, but she was behind The little wizards don't have the temperament of gangsters.

They followed Professor McGonagall to the second floor along the stone paved floor, and then zigzagged to a double-decker staircase.

They stopped here, and at this time, Drink also heard buzzing voices coming from the door on the right.

"Oh? Is the auditorium on the right?" Drinker thought in his heart. He was still looking forward to the auditorium.

When they got here, the other little wizards seemed to have guessed it, and some familiar little wizards began to whisper. Neville also turned his head at this time and wanted to ask Drinker to say something, but Drinker refused.

"Quiet children, get in line first!" Because everyone was rushing in, the position of the little wizards now seemed particularly chaotic. They were almost all rubbing shoulders and crowded together, so It was normal for Professor McGonagall to ask them to organize their team.

About a century later, the little wizards lined up. Drinker saw Professor McGonagall's face getting colder and colder. He was afraid that the other party would say that you are the worst class I have ever taught.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall is not that kind of wizard. She is a gentle person. If Professor Snape were here, he would scold them severely.

"Well, first of all, on behalf of all the teachers at Hogwarts and Principal Dumbledore, I welcome you to Hogwarts." After everyone stood up, Professor McGonagall also began to mobilize before the meeting.

"The opening banquet is about to begin, but before that, you must first sort out the houses." Finally, the point came. When they heard that they were going to be sorted into houses, all the little wizards were very nervous. Drinker especially paid attention. Look at Ron, and sure enough, he is now scared to death and his face is a little pale. It seems that the twin brothers' joke has worked.

"Determining which college you will each enter is a very important ceremony, because while you are in school, the college is your home. Here, you will take classes with your classmates and stay in the college's dormitory together. Let’s spend our spare time together in the common room of the college.” Professor McGonagall continued, but obviously, the little wizards did not focus on these few sentences.

"The names of the four houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history, and each house has cultivated many outstanding witches and wizards. "Professor McGonagall continued, but Drinker remembered that the order of the four houses should be Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin, and now Hufflepuff has gone to Ravenclaw. Going forward, it seems that it is the effect of his little butterfly again.

"During your studies at Hogwarts, all your performance will be recorded. Excellent performance will give you extra points for the house you are in, while illegal behavior will deduct points for your house. At the end of the year, the four major houses There will also be a year-end College Cup party, in which the college with the highest score will receive the College Cup, which is a very high symbol of honor. So I hope that no matter which college you are assigned to, you can bring glory to your college." Professor McGonagall continued said.

"Okay, now I will give you a few minutes to tidy up your appearance. Later you will hold a sorting ceremony in front of all the teachers and students in the school. Now I am going to report to Professor Dumbledore. I will come to pick you up when everything is ready. "Professor McGonagall said again.

"Please remain quiet while you wait," she added.

After she left the room, she heard sounds of relief from around her. Now in front of the professor, everyone felt a little palpitated.

"Are you okay, Neville?" Drinker looked at Hermione and Neville. Hermione looked very nervous. Drinker heard her mumbling incessantly, as if she was reciting a curse, because Several of the Drinkers can do it too, but compared to Hermione, Neville is obviously more nervous.

His face was full of uneasiness and even a little fear. Seeing his appearance, Drinker was wondering whether to tell him the truth about the sorting. He was a little worried about Neville.

"I'm fine," Neville tried his best to smile at Drinker, but that smile made Drinker even more worried.

"How can they accurately assign us to which college?" Ron's voice sounded at this time, and he spoke loudly and did not shy away from it.

"Damn it," but Hermione was interrupted by the voice and cursed secretly, then blocked her ears with her hands and continued to recite.

Seeing this scene, Drinker felt helpless. He wanted to tell the truth but was afraid that Dumbledore would pursue him later, so he stood there awkwardly.

"Don't be nervous, Drinker. My uncle told me that all you need to do is knock down the little goblin during the sorting." At this time, after seeing Drinker's expression, Neville actually comforted him.

"..." For a moment, Drinker felt even more embarrassed. He didn't know what to say.

"Thank you, Neville, and thank your uncle for me too!" Drink said awkwardly.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the front. Drinker looked around and found that Master Malfoy was standing at the front, seemingly saying something harsh.

"Harry Potter, you really chose to hang out with people like Weasley. I'm very disappointed in you," Malfoy walked directly to the front, then stared at Potter closely and said fiercely.

This scene also made all the young wizards who were whispering turn their attention to him.

"Harry Potter?"

"Which one is Harry Potter?"

"Harry Potter actually came to school!"

"The rumors on the train turned out to be true!"

For a time, the focus of the young wizards has changed from the Sorting Ceremony to Harry Potter.

"Good guy, lifelong enemies are no joke. The young master is indeed Harry's lifelong enemy. This operation is really confusing!" Drinker looked at the eldest young master who was exuding the aura of a king and the somewhat angry Harry. Lipot was laughing silently in his heart.

Because this is so much fun.

"Shut up Malfoy, do you still want to get a beating?" Ron was the first to retort. He was completely used to not being Malfoy, and Malfoy had just insulted him again.

"Oh, are you very proud, Ron, as Potter's little follower? Yes, your family must be so poor that they can't afford to eat. Look at your robes, you dare to wear them out." When Malfoy saw Ron's reply, he immediately intensified and threw a combination of insults in Ron's face.

Ron was so angry that he wanted to rush up and beat Malfoy, but in the end he did not do that, because at this time, Master Malfoy was not only followed by one person, but seven people, five men and two women.

"You're a young master, I have a lot of followers," Drinker complained in his heart. He was looking at me purely as a spectator. In fact, Drinker still liked Malfoy very much.

Apart from being handsome, the young master is not bad in nature, but the first-year young master is a bit crazy. As a child, it is understandable. He is spoiled by his family now, and he will be fine when he gets a few beatings from society.

At this time, Ron clenched his fists and stared fiercely at the people in front of him, as if he wanted to remember their names.

"Malfoy, you went too far. Apologize to Ron. You shouldn't insult Ron like this. He is not my follower, but my good friend," Harry said at this time. In fact, he also wanted to yell at him like Malfoy. A meal, but today is the first day of school, and he doesn't want to make too much noise.

"Apologise, give it to him, this is impossible. If you are not convinced, you can rush up and hit me, try it," Malfoy continued to say wildly.

This time, Harry didn't speak, she didn't know what to say.

"Hahaha," Malfoy and his seven followers all laughed across from Harry.

"This is Harry Potter, Harry Potter the Savior, a coward?" Malfoy shouted.

"He is so cowardly," said a very beautiful little girl behind Malfoy.

Drinker also frowned slightly at this time. He felt that Malfoy had gone too far. Just when he was about to stop him, Professor McGonagall appeared.

"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Jones, (five names are omitted here,)......what are you doing here?" Professor McGonagall said sharply, her voice sounded, and Malfoy and his party dispersed. .

"Professor, I am getting acquainted with my classmates. Okay, now that we are very familiar with each other, I will go down now." Professor McGonagall came, and Malfoy naturally couldn't do anything, so he had to go back Below, but out of sight of Professor McGonagall, Malfoy glared at Harry fiercely.

"Not again," Professor McGonagall warned, while Malfoy was a little angry.