Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

514. Chapter 511 Slave Labor

    A few seconds later, Professor McGonagall placed a three-legged stool on the ground in front of the new student.

    Also placed a tattered, dirty, patched wizard hat on the stool.

    Everyone looked at it, and for a time, the auditorium was silent.

    Then, a crack near the brim opened like a mouth, and the hat suddenly sang.

    This time, Sorting Hat described the story of four founders working together to create Hogwarts.

    The qualities of the four of them, and the four qualities they value, are different qualities that the young wizard should have.

    Gryffindor is looking for unparalleled courage, Ravenclaw is extraordinary intelligence, Hufflepuff is hard work and hard work.

    And Slytherin looks at teenagers who are eager for power and strength and ambitious.

    These lyrics are so cleverly designed that I don't know how Sorting Hat came up with it.

    When it was finished, there was a warm applause in the auditorium.

    Professor McGonagall immediately unfolded a large roll of parchment and looked seriously at the young wizard in front of him.

    "When I call my name, whoever puts the hat on my head and sits on the stool."She said to the new first years, "When the hat announces the college, go to the appropriate table."

    Under the auspices of Professor McGonagall, the new first years of nervousness were divided into four houses.

    As soon as they put Sorting Hat on top of their heads, it immediately yells out the name of the college that the young wizard should go to.

    This year's branch ceremony went very smoothly, and Ivan remembers that it took a long time.

    As a legendary magical artifact, Sorting Hat has a part of the thoughts of four founders.

    It can use a spiritual spell to instantly see the hidden ideas inside a young wizard and judge accordingly.

    Ivan suspects that if any young wizard masters a mental protection spell like Occlumency and is stronger than Sorting Hat, its magic won't work. Of course, there have been no such young wizards so far.

    "Dennis Creevey !"Professor McGonagall shouted.

    Dennis Creevey stumbled forward and was always caught by Hagrid's Mole fur coat.

    It happened that at this time, Hagrid sneaked into the auditorium from outside the door behind the faculty desk.

    Hagrid is twice as big as an ordinary person, and his head is at least three times as many as an ordinary person. Long black hair and black beard are tangled together.

    His appearance is a bit scary, which often makes people have the wrong impression.

    But everyone who knows him knows that Hagrid actually has a very loving heart.

    He blinked at Ivan, sat down at the end of the faculty's desk and watched Dennis Creevey wearing Sorting Hat.

    The crack on the brim opened and shouted, "Gryffindor!"

    Colin gave a sigh of relief and began to force the leader to slap his palms.

    In the applause of everyone, Dennis was happy to shine.

    He took off his hat, put it back on the stool, and hurried over to sit with everyone.

    "Colin, I fell into the lake!"He sat down in an empty seat and said with a pointed voice, "It's so wonderful!" There is something in the water that caught me and pushed me back to the boat! ”

    "so cool!"Colin said that he was as excited as his brother. "Probably giant squid, Dennis!"

    “Whoa!Dennis cried.

    He was just thrown into a stormy, unfathomable lake and was introduced by a huge lake monster.

    He feels that this is an experience that no one can dream of even dreaming.

    If he knew that Ivan was about to get ready to go to the lake to communicate with Merpeople, I don't know what to think.

    The branch ceremony continued, and the men and women of the men and women had different degrees of fear on their faces, one by one to the three-legged stool.

    The team slowly decreased, and Professor McGonagall had finished reading all the names on the list.

    "Oh, hurry up."Ron shouted and rubbed his stomach with his hand.

    “Ron, the branch ceremony is much more important than eating.”Nearly Headless Nick said dissatisfied.

    "You are a dead person, of course."Ron retorted.

    Nick looked a little unhappy, not answering his words, but instead whispering to Ivan.

    Finally, as Kevin Whitby was screamed at Hufflepuff, the ceremony was finally over.

    Professor McGonagall picked up Sorting Hat and the stool and took them away.

    Professor Dumbledore stood up and looked at all the classmates with a smile, opened his arms and made a welcome gesture.

    "I only have two words to tell you."His thick voice echoed in the auditorium, "Eat!"

    In the next second, the empty plate in front of everyone suddenly filled the food with magic.

    Every young wizard began to eat and eat, and Nick sorrowfully glared at them to put food on the plate.

    Ron's words seem to be very touching to him. He has not tasted the food for hundreds of years.

    "You are lucky, and the party tonight is almost ruined!"Nick stared at the big steak in front of Ivan. "The kitchen was out of trouble earlier."

    "Why, what happened?"Harry asked vaguely, his mouth full of food.

    “Nature is Peeves in trouble.”Nick said, shaking his head, which made his head shake dangerously. He quickly pulled the wheel wrinkle up a little and covered his neck. "It’s arguing about it. You know, he wants to participate. banquet. Oh, this is impossible. You know that his deeds are completely uncultivated. When you see something you eat, you throw it around. We held a ghost meeting, and Fat Friar advocated giving him this opportunity, but The Bloody Baron strongly disagreed, and I think he is very sensible to do so. ”

    The Bloody Baron is a Slytherin's ghost, a skinny, dumb ghost.

    His body was covered with silvery blood, indicating the horrible experience before his death.

    He is the most powerful of all the ghosts, and in Hogwarts, only he can really control Peeves.

    "No wonder, we think Peeves seems to be angry about why, he throws water polo everywhere in the hall."Ron said sullenly, "What did he do in the kitchen?"

    “Oh, it’s still the same,” Nick shrugged and said, “It’s a mess, it’s a mess. The pots and pans were thrown everywhere, and the whole kitchen was flooded with soup. House elf are scared of the six gods…"

    When! ! !

    Hermione knocked over her tall gold goblet, and the pumpkin method was constantly poured over the tablecloth.

    The white linen was stained with a piece of orange, which was several feet long, but she ignored it.

    Ivan was awful, letting Hermione know that Hogwarts had house elf, and she must have to mention the theory of treating little elf.

    For a while, Hermione talked to Ivan about it, and she thought she needed to do something for the house elf.

    Hermione's thoughts can't be said to be wrong, but it doesn't work. Ivan doesn't know how to persuade her.

    When Hermione is determined to do something, then it will not change easily, and will surely stick to it, no matter how difficult the road ahead.

    Ivan has a deep understanding of this. It is useless to know that it is useless to persuade her to give up. She can only choose to support.

    “There is also house elf here?”Hermione looked at Nick in horror, "Is it in Hogwarts?"

    That goes without saying.Nick was a little surprised by her reaction. "The little elf in any house in the UK is not as much here, there are more than a hundred."

    "I have never seen it!"Hermione said incredulously, "I thought only Dobby was…"

    "Hey, they rarely leave the kitchen during the day, don't they?"Nick said, "I will clean up and clean up at night, and look after the stove." I mean, you shouldn't see them, the sign of a good house elf is that you don't even know his existence, right? ”

    Hermione stared at him, his eyes widening, as if Nick said something terrible.

    "But are they taking the money?"She asked, "Do they have holidays? Also, they have sick leave, allowances, and everything else? ”

    Nick giggled, he smiled too much, and the wheel was wrinkled and his head rolled down.

    I was hung by the dead skin and muscles that were still attached to the stomach one or two inches.

    "Sick leave and allowance?"He put his head back on his neck and re-fixed it with a wheel-shaped wrinkle collar. "House elf doesn't need sick leave and allowance!"

    Hermione looked down at the almost unmoved food on her plate, then placed the knife and fork on the plate and pushed the plate away.

    "Slave labor!"Her breathing became very heavy, and she said disgustedly, "This meal is like this. Slave labor, I know what is going on. It turns out that what we eat every day is shameless."