Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

"I have another question, Mr. Bones." Dumbledore looked at Soul after comforting Professor McGonagall.

"Please forgive an old man for worrying, because in the magic world, in addition to the Patronus Charm, there are other, dark spells that can kill a Dementor."

Professor McGonagall had obviously thought of something, and her face was a little moved.

Soul knew now he had to show it to the two professors.

"Of course it can only be the Patronus Charm, Professor." Suer took out his wand and recited the spell.

He summoned the Patron Saint, but it was just a shadow. The magic power required by the actual Patron Saint was really huge for Sur at present.

The one summoned now appears to be, although not as powerful as the one on the train, enough to kill a dementor.

But this proof is enough.

The silver-white badger circled around the small room, then disappeared into the tip of Sur's staff.

"Very good, Mr. Bones." The wrinkles on Dumbledore's face unfolded at this moment, and Professor McGonagall also had a smile on her lips. For her, who has been left in the minds of students as a stereotype, this is a good sign. Rare.

"I learned this magic from Professor Flitwick last school year." Soul explained naturally without waiting for Dumbledore to ask the next question, "Well, of course, Professor Lockhart also gave it to me. Every little bit helps.”

"Gilderoy?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

"Well, he gave me a note, allowing me to borrow a book about the Patronus Charm from the library." Sur cleverly replaced the word "billion" with one. The word is different and the meaning is different.

Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully, glanced at Soul with unknown meaning, and then smiled.

"Third-year student, you can learn the Patronus Charm and materialize it. Your talent is far stronger than I imagined, Mr. Bones."

Hey, why does this sentence seem familiar? Oh, yes, I also said something like this last year.

"It's almost time. We should go to the auditorium. Those children must be waiting very anxiously." Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall.

"Oh, by the way, I think outstanding students should get the rewards they deserve."

"I think this is a matter of course." Professor McGonagall smiled and nodded. "Then, I will prepare for the sorting ceremony first."

"Mr. Bones, you come with me."

The two looked at each other mysteriously and reached a consensus. Soul also guessed it. He silently followed Professor McGonagall out of the room.

In fact, Soul doesn't really want house points. Well, it's of no great use, except that he will get a lot of cheers from the Hufflepuff badgers, and that he may become the leader of the badgers in the next period of time.

emmm....Kids King?

But he is an adult and wants more substantial rewards.

But what about the sense of collective honor? What if he could win a cup for Hufflepuff this school year?

"Mr. Bones, please tell Miss Granger and Mr. Potter later and ask them to wait for me where I am at the end of dinner."

Professor McGonagall whispered as she led him towards the auditorium,

"Okay, we're here, go in."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall." Suer whispered, pushed open the closed door of the auditorium and walked in.

The auditorium was already full. As they passed the Gryffindor table, Harry and Ron looked aggrieved and didn't know what was going on.

Soul relayed to them Professor McGonagall's request for them not to leave in a hurry during dinner, and then explained to Hermione in a low voice that Professor McGonagall brought her there not as a reprimand but as a compliment.

"Then I'll go to Hufflepuff first."

Hermione nodded, keeping her eyes on Soul until Soul sat down on the long Hufflepuff table near the podium.

"I think we have to find an opportunity to teach Malfoy a lesson," said Ron. "What do you think about letting him make a fool of himself in class? Hermione, Hermione?"

Ron shouted several times, but Hermione didn't respond.

So he raised his hand and swept it in front of Hermione's eyes.

"What?!" Hermione slapped Ron's hand away angrily.

Dumbledore and the others had just called him one of them, not Harry. This made Soul somewhat strange, but he soon didn't take it to heart. On the way to the Hufflepuff table, there were many people. The upperclassmen pointed to themselves and whispered to each other.

When he just arrived at the Hufflepuff table, the little badgers applauded vigorously, causing "We all heard that you killed a dementor, didn't we?" Justin wore a Top Hat excitedly stood up from his seat and put his arm around Sur's shoulders.

"How do you know?" Suer followed him and sat down next to Moen. He didn't admit or deny it. It spread so quickly?

"Gryffindor Longbottom said that the dementor passed by our carriage and didn't come in. It scared us to death and Morn fainted."

"Isn't it just a dementor..." Moen's face turned a little red and he muttered a few words that were inaudible, "Who fainted?"

He also wanted to say that if the dementor dared to enter their carriage, he would...

At this time, the door of the auditorium was completely opened, and Professor McGonagall led a group of first-year wizards in.

The buzz in the auditorium suddenly disappeared, and everyone stared closely at the group of anxious first-grade children who came in.

The Sorting Hat routinely sang the song it had prepared for a year. To Soul's ears, it only changed a few words from last year's song.

"Vogt May", Professor McGonagall picked up the list.

"Gryffindor!"

(There is no water here, just sauce.)

The sorting ceremony was over, and the wizards who were promoted to seniors gave a warm welcome to the freshmen who were assigned to their own colleges.

Professor McGonagall packed up the Sorting Hat and Triangle Stool and left. Dumbledore stood up from the main seat and prepared to give a speech.

He knocked on the golden goblet and looked at the students in the audience with a smile.

"It's a new school year again. I'm glad to see new faces in the castle. I also welcome you back to Hogwarts to go to school! I have a few things to tell you all. These things are very important. , so I thought it would be best to clarify this before your brains get muddled from your feast."

Dumbledore looked around and saw that everyone's attention was focused on him, and nodded lightly with satisfaction.

"You must have seen that there are several dementors. They are appointed by the Ministry of Magic to perform official duties in the school."

"What I want to tell you is that when they are around, no one is allowed to leave the school without permission. No tricks, tricks or disguises can fool the Dementors." As he said that, Dumbledore looked in the direction of Gryffindor. Take a look.

"At any time, do not joke with your own life. The nature of dementors means that they will not understand excuses and begging for mercy."

"Therefore, I remind everyone sitting here not to give them any reason to harm you."

After speaking, Dumbledore paused and looked around the auditorium with a very serious expression. No one moved or spoke at this time.

"Okay, let's change the topic to a more pleasant topic." He said, "I'm very happy that we have two new professors this school year."

"First of all, it was Professor Luping, who readily agreed to my request to serve."

There was sparse applause from the audience. This was thanks to the previous two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors who only knew how to make things difficult. The young wizards had no expectations for this course.

Soul noticed that Professor Snape on the stage showed a look of hatred. Oh, by the way, Lupine hung out with Harry's father when he was a student, tsk tsk.

"Second, there is our Professor of Magical Zoology, Rubeus Hagrid. Due to the heavy teaching workload, I asked him and Professor Graplan to share the courses for the third and fourth academic years and the fifth and sixth academic years respectively. The seventh grade is also taught by Will. Taken by Professor Mina Graplan.”

The applause was much louder this time.

"Okay, one last thing." Dumbledore spread his hands to signal the little wizards to be quiet.

He looked around, a smile on his face.

"I'm very happy that there is a student who is willing to come forward when his companions are in danger." Everyone on the Hufflepuff table reacted and looked at Soul, except for the first-year students. Somewhat inexplicable.

"Sul Bones from Hufflepuff!"

"Mr. Bones bravely pulled out his wand when the dementor broke into the carriage he was in, and successfully 'driven' the dementor out of the train without injuring any of his companions in the carriage. "

Dumbledore blinked in the direction of the Hufflepuff table.

"Therefore, I think that this year's special contribution award must be given to Mr. Bones, and, in addition, Hufflepuff---plus one hundred points!"

The loud applause from the Hufflepuff table nearly brought the Great Hall to its knees.

"here you go!"

"It's beautifully done."

Gryffindor and Ravenclaw also applauded, and someone at the Slytherin table also praised Soul's behavior.

Soul had to stand up and bow.

Dumbledore looked at the warm atmosphere, his wrinkles softening.

"Okay, there are so many important things, let's have a banquet."