Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

"Don't be nervous, you have to trust Headmaster Dumbledore, they will be fine.

As for the things you're worried about, the adults will take care of them. Just listen to the principal and sit back down. Eat something to calm your nerves."

Hermione glanced nervously at Dumbledore, then turned to Douglas and asked:

"Professor Holmes, will Harry and Ron be expelled?"

Chapter 15 The Sorting Hat's Unorthodox Rap

Hearing Hermione's question.

Douglas shook his head and pointed at Professor McGonagall, who was leading the first-year students into the hall.

"I'm sorry, Miss Granger, but I think only Professor McGonagall, the Head of Gryffindor, can answer this question for you."

After seeing the first-year students enter, Percy patted Hermione's shoulder and immediately turned around and walked back to the Gryffindor table.

The sorting ceremony was about to begin, and no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't trouble the professors at this time.

What's more, Professor Snape has already gone to look for Ron and Harry.

Although Professor Snape has always been unfriendly to Gryffindor students, it does not hinder his responsibilities as a Hogwarts professor.

Of course, he trusted Dumbledore and Douglas more.

Since Dumbledore became headmaster, no student has ever been in trouble.

Hermione bit her lip and followed Percy back to her seat.

Dumbledore looked at Douglas with interest and said with a smile:

"Douglas, it seems you are still so popular..."

Professor Sprout beside him also smiled like an aunt.

Douglas rolled his eyes at the two old perverts:

"That's because I met the Weasley and Granger families in Diagon Alley yesterday, and we all had a meal together.

That's why Miss Granger subconsciously asked me!"

Back in school, Douglas was pursued by many little witches.

One Christmas, she even secretly gave him a small cake laced with love potion.

If Douglas, who stayed at school at the time, had not given the cake to Dumbledore as a Christmas gift.

He might actually have fallen for it.

Well, as for whether Dumbledore was infected...

Anyway, it was Dumbledore who told him about the love potion, and for this purpose at the beginning of a certain school term.

Dumbledore also specifically emphasized that students are not allowed to use potions on their classmates without the supervision of a teacher.

The sorting ceremony began soon.

Professor McGonagall called the first-year students to the middle of the four long tables.

At this moment, they are the protagonists.

In the flickering candlelight, the hundreds of faces in the hall were like pale lanterns, staring at them together.

In the panic of these little guys.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students as she did in previous years.

Then, on the stool, he placed a pointed wizard's hat, patched, worn, and extremely dirty.

I don't know what I'm going to say

My name is the Sorting Hat

I know my body is a little dirty

But that is the wisdom given by time

I say Gryffindor, you say brave.

I say Ravenclaw, you say Erudite.

I say Slytherin and you say shrewd

I say Hufflepuff, you say loyalty.

The students at the four university deans' tables all shouted excitedly.

Douglas looked surprised. He thought the style of the hat school would change back after he graduated.

When he first came to the principal's office, he taught the students of the Hat Court an unorthodox rap.

Unexpectedly, Fenmaoyuan liked this method from then on.

Although the serious Professor McGonagall strongly disapproved of the Sorting Hat's behavior at first, she was not the headmaster and could only let Dumbledore indulge the Sorting Hat.

Until that school year, when Douglas was one minute late for Transfiguration and was punished with two weeks of confinement.

In subsequent opening ceremonies, Professor McGonagall never stopped this behavior again.

Seeing the confused first graders standing in the middle of the hall, the second graders smiled knowingly.

After all, they had the same expression at the beginning.

After the song, the whole audience burst into applause, and the twins at the Gryffindor table even took the lead in whistling.

The Hat Court bowed to each of the four tables and then remained motionless.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall stepped forward, holding a roll of parchment in her hand.

He said to the first-year students:

"Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

Just as the sorting ceremony was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Douglas suddenly saw two little heads popping out of the window of the hall. In the dim candlelight, he recognized that they were the missing Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.

Then they saw a man with long hair and a strange smile appearing behind them.

Douglas raised his glass toward the window and smiled.

This action also aroused the curiosity of other teachers.

"Severus?"

Ten minutes ago.

Harry and Ron had just survived a plane crash and escaped death under the Whomping Willow.

Dragging the broken box, he climbed laboriously towards the Hogwarts Castle on the grass slope.

This was nothing like the triumphant arrival they had imagined. Now they only felt stiff limbs and cold and painful bodies.

When they were almost at the entrance to the hall, Ron threw the broken box in his hand down the stairs.

He ran to a bright window and said to Harry Potter:

"The party's already started, and hey - Harry, look, they're sorting.

It's such a pity that we missed the singing of the Sorting Hat House. I had hoped that this year I could sing along with the senior students..."

Harry Potter also ran over with a look of regret, and together with Ron, he leaned against the window and looked towards the hall.

Just as the two were discussing why they didn't see Snape in the teachers' seats.

A cold voice sounded behind them.

"Maybe he's waiting to hear you two explain why you didn't take the school bus to school!"

When Harry and Ron turned shakily, Severus Snape was standing before them, his black robes billowing in the wind.

He looked at the two of them with a weird smile on his face.

At this time, Professor Snape raised his head and saw through the window that Douglas was raising his glass and smiling at him in the teacher's seat.

His face darkened and he snorted coldly.

"You guys! Follow me!"

After saying that, he flicked his robe and turned to walk towards the basement classroom.

Harry and Ron followed Snape tremblingly, glancing reluctantly at the warm and bright Great Hall behind them.

Maybe this is the last time I see this auditorium.

The two thought pessimistically.

Before the Sorting Ceremony ended.

Professor Snape hurried to his seat.

He whispered in Headmaster Dumbledore's ear for a while.

After the sorting ceremony.

Albus Dumbledore stood up, looking as energetic as ever despite his age.

He looked at the students with a smile on his face and opened his arms to them, as if this was the happiest day of the year for him.

"Welcome! Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year.

Before the banquet begins, I want to share with you something very happy...

This year, I am delighted to welcome a new teacher to our team.

He is Professor Holmes. It is rare that he is one of the few teachers who has taken the initiative to apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course in all these years..."

Douglas stood up and greeted everyone.

Suddenly, thunderous applause broke out in the auditorium.

The applause first broke out among the senior Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors.

Then some of the senior students from Ravenclaw and Slytherin seemed to say something, although they looked reluctant.

But they still applauded.

The younger students didn't know what was going on.

I had no choice but to follow suit.

In the teachers' seats, only Snape looked as if he had eaten a fly.

Dumbledore waited for the applause to subside, then said with a smile:

"Okay, I think we've finished the important stuff, let's start eating!"

The golden plates and funny cups on the four long tables were suddenly filled with food and drinks.

Douglas glanced at the students' tables and nodded with satisfaction.

Professor Sprout on the side said with a smile:

“Although you have graduated, the school has not cancelled the delicacies you suggested. These are unique to Hogwarts.

Some house-elves from traditional wizarding homes were even sent to learn about this cuisine.”

Just as the two were talking.

At some point, Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Snape had left the table.

Chapter 16 Appointment of Class Representatives

Looking at the dark sky outside the window.

It's already five o'clock in the morning.

Douglas climbed out of bed in his loose pajamas.

Sitting in a Zen room separated by a screen in the bedroom.

This is not only a habit he has developed over the years, but also the reason why he is better than others in controlling magic.

It is meditation.