v2 Chapter 32： Sorting ceremony

For a moment, Cedric felt that he understood the pain of Sniff, especially the inheritance of shivering and crying.

"Professor Snape, this is an item we got ourselves." Cedric tried to reason with Snape.

"What did you get yourself?" Snape said coldly: "The Thestrals are the public property of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, you can't take them away privately."

"But, we exchanged for equal value." William explained, "We fed Thestrals food, and they promised me tail feathers. It was a fair exchange, and there was a reason to go to Professor Dumbledore."

"What do you feed it? Don't feed the Yestrals any rubbish, they are all very precious magical creatures..." Snape sniffed, his face suddenly changed, "Dragon blood you used?"

William nodded honestly.

"Dragon's blood is such a precious item, do you feed it to Yestral? Do you know how many potions a drop of dragon's blood can make?"

William and Cedric were stunned, this kind of fancy face change is really powerful enough.

"In view of your wasteful behavior, I will apply with the principal to disqualify you from using the fire dragon." A dangerous light flashed in Snape's eyes.

"Now, give me the tail feather!" Professor Snape circled back again.

At this moment, the door opened, and Professor McGonagall walked in with a group of little wizards, Wu Yangyang.

William and they were still trying to teach Snape the theory.

Professor Snape dragged his long voice like a viper: "If you want to miss the sorting ceremony, I don't mind taking you to my office to discuss life..."

The group of little wizards kept turning their heads to look at these three strange combinations, Snape suddenly stopped talking, and he was struck by lightning.

He turned his gaze to the group of little wizards and stared at someone suddenly, his breath getting colder.

William said sternly: "Don't talk about the office, even if it's the principal's place, I'll have a theory with you, why don't you miss the sorting ceremony, let's go, professor?!"

"Where are you going? I don't have time to talk to you now, get out!"

Snape glared at William and Cedric fiercely. The Yestral tail feather he wanted just now didn't even look at it, he turned and walked towards the hall, as if he was going to attend the sorting ceremony.

Cedric looked bewildered.

William was thoughtful.

Last school year, he had seen many memories, and he had also seen a letter from Professor Snape to someone, knowing that Professor Snape liked a girl.

Now I suddenly saw the girl's son, and I don't know how the old man Professor Snape was feeling.

This is probably the reason why he is not in the mood to pay attention to the two of them.

William even suspected that he was deliberately looking for trouble, just to take a look at someone in advance.

William really wanted to know Snape's feelings for Harry, was it a love of the house and the black one, or was it a lingering hatred?

William and Cedric soon entered the hall and returned to their respective tables.

Qiu asked worriedly, "What's going on?"

"Nothing, Professor Snape asked me if I had any medicine for baldness. He is very distressed now."

William is not afraid of breaking the law when he spreads rumors.

He did not deliberately lower his voice, several students were whispering, and it seemed that this rumor would soon spread to every corner of Hogwarts.

The wind is very noisy tonight.

Soon, another year of separation, a group of little wizards walked in under the leadership of Professor McGonagall.

Sitting here, William could see Hermione among a group of people, staring at the ceiling nervously, mumbling something.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students, and placed a top wizard hat on the stool.

The Sorting Hat was as worn as ever, the hat was patched, worn, and very dirty.

The eight-eyed giant spider had a beautiful web on its hat, like a white curtain.

The    Sorting Hat also seems to be happy with this decoration.

The restaurant was silent. Then the hat twisted. There was a wide slit in the brim of the hat, like a mouth, and the Sorting Hat began to sing:

You may think that I am not beautiful, but don't judge people by their appearance. If you guys can find a nicer hat than me, I can eat myself up...  

After a stinky and long song ended, there was thunderous applause, and the Sorting Hat bowed to each of the four dining tables, then stood still.

William felt that such a monotonous song was a bit boring. Next time, I might as well give it a suona... As the saying goes, the suona is the king of musical instruments in the world, and the whole play ends with the sound of the suona.

Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, a roll of parchment in hand. "Whoever name I call now puts on a hat, sits on a stool, and waits for sorting."

"Hannah Abbott!"

A little girl with a ruddy face and two blond braids stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat that just covered her eyes. She sat down.

Pause for a moment...

"Hufflepuff!" cried the hat.

The people at the table to the right applauded and cheered Hannah, welcoming her to their table.

followed by a few more people and soon arrived at Hermione.

Hermione almost ran to the stool and hurriedly put her hat on her head.

Hat hesitated for a long time before finally shouting:

"Gryffindor!"

Gryffindor is the two options in Hermione's mind. She can't talk about disappointment or happiness, just some inexplicable loss.

When it was Neville's turn, he fell on the road because he was running too fast.

Everyone laughed.

McGonagall stared in a circle, and all the sound disappeared.

This pause was longer than Hermione.

Throughout the process, Neville's Ralph sneaked out of his pocket again, and it caught sight of the spider that was spinning a web in front of Neville's eyes.

The Sorting Hat screamed suddenly, begging Ralph to keep the spider under his mouth.

Professor McGonagall hurried over and snatched the almost eaten spider from Leif's mouth.

The Sorting Hat shouted angrily like a plague god, "It can only be Gryffindor!"

After   , Malfoy was assigned to Slytherin, and both Ron and Harry Potter were assigned to Gryffindor.

The whole branch is finally over Albus Dumbledore stood up, he looked at the students with a big smile, and stretched his arms to them, as if nothing would make him happier than seeing them all together .

"Welcome!" he said, "Welcome to Hogwarts for the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words.

That is: Stupid! cry! Residue! screw! "

"thank you all!"

He sat down again and everyone applauded and cheered.

(seventh more, excessive chapter.

There must be a lot of original text, but this chapter has to have it, because the classic quotations of Hannah and Dumbledore cannot be lost. This is the traditional art of Harry and his colleagues.

Try to avoid this in the future.

Speaking of a question, some readers suggested that Hermione should be assigned to Ravenclaw, but in my opinion, Hermione is a standard Gryffindor at heart.

I like Hermione because of her experiences and adventures. She is the second autumn to go to Ravenclaw.

Of course, this is William's story, not Harry's. There will be no so-called babysitting text. The first volume has changed the world beyond recognition, and this story will be the same.

Less than 200 words, no charge. )