Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the Hogwarts Auditorium, all the students took their seats one after another, and students of different ages sat unevenly on the four long tables.

Qin Weijie and Irina were sitting on the long table in Ravenclaw. The two did not chat at this time, but looked back from time to time.

Sitting behind the two was a pale Tom.

At this time, Tom's eyes were dull and dull, and his white face became even more pale.

Tom has always had this expression ever since he learned that the nameplate he picked up at random was the 'key' that the Eye of Danath was searching for, and that the 'key' was still integrated with himself.

In fact, thinking about it, there are strange guys who want to catch him and kill him for no reason. No one will be too calm about this.

At this time, Qin Weijie inexplicably wanted to interview Tom's feelings. After all, Qin Weijie lived under this threat all the time last semester. Speaking of which, the two of them had a tacit understanding of the same fate.

But on second thought, it might be a little immoral to fall into the trap at such a time. Qin Weijie chuckled and was eager to pat Tom on the shoulder. After all, our young master Qin has never been virtuous towards Tom.

However, before Qin Weijie's hand touched Tom's shoulder, Principal Dippet on the auditorium's rostrum stood up and motioned all the students to be quiet.

For a while, Qin Weijie's outstretched hand hung awkwardly in the air. Many people looked at Qin Weijie, and several teachers in the presidium in front of the auditorium also looked at him. Qin Weijie scratched his head and pulled his hand back obediently.

Principal Dippet did not give any speeches, but announced the start of the sorting ceremony. Then, Professor McGonagall walked into the auditorium with thirty or forty first-year freshmen from the foyer. The entire auditorium was silently watching the sorting ceremony. progress.

At this moment, on the left side of the auditorium, the short and fat Slughorn stabbed Dumbledore beside him, and whispered: "Albus, are you sure that Vijay is not your Gryffindor child? A student? With his ability to cause trouble, few people would believe that he was not a student of Gryffindor.

Why don't you have a chat with the Sorting Hat after the sorting session is over to see if he got drunk last year and assigned this kid to the wrong house? "

"Oh, that's a good suggestion, Horace...but I think it's better not to come to Gryffindor for this kid," Dumbledore replied witty.

"why?"

"Last year he was quite restrained in Ravenclaw, and he almost blew up the foyer and the corridor on the second floor. If he came to Gryffindor, I think the tower of Gryffindor and my office would be more expensive. Rebuilt."

Dumbledore said jokingly, but Professor Slughorn seemed to be serious at this time, thinking about Dumbledore's words solemnly, and nodding seriously from time to time.

"By the way, Albus, what happened on the train today should also be related to Vijay's child?" Slughorn asked in a low voice.

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It can be said that, but the real danger is your proud disciple."

"what's the situation?"

Dumbledore briefly explained the situation, and then told Slughorn not to spread the word. Slughorn was also wise and nodded with a chuckle, and said no more.

But just a moment later, before the sorting ceremony was over, Slughorn couldn't help but ask: "That child... Vijay, what is Vijay's grandfather's attitude towards this matter? He really doesn't care about that anymore. child?"

"I don't know. Anyway, the principal said some time ago that there is no need to take care of Vijdo in the future. This is what the Marquis of Welfare meant."

"But this child is still in danger right now, is the Marquis of Welfare really so cruel?"

Slughorn said, his brows unconsciously showed anger. Although Professor Slughorn usually looks a little philistine, he is still a good person, at least he really cares about students.

After that, Slughorn and Dumbledore stopped talking, mainly because Headmaster Dippet gave them a slightly dissatisfied glance just now, and the two remained silent.

Not long after, the sorting ceremony was over. There were 39 students enrolled this year, 8 students finally entered Gryffindor, 9 students entered Slytherin, 15 students entered Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw only enrolled seven students this year.

Since the seats on each academy's long table are arranged in order of grade, the first graders sit in the direction closest to the rostrum, which is convenient for them to return to their places quickly after the sorting ceremony.

Then, and so on, next to the first-year freshman sits the prefect and the second-year students, followed by the third-year, and the last hand of the long table is usually the seventh-grade senior and sister who is about to graduate.

Of course, the seating arrangement is not static. Rules are dead and people are alive. Some senior students want to watch the sorting ceremony up close, so they usually switch places with lower-grade students.

For example, last year, Sister Sparett was worried about Elena's state, so she took the initiative to sit at the front of the long table in order to comfort Elena as soon as possible.

Most of the students were still seated in sequence according to the school's regulations, just like Yiliana and Qin Weijie at this time, they were both sitting at the front of the long table, and there was almost a freshman seat in front.

At this time, there are seven students in the freshman's seat, and the vacant three positions are also filled by Qin Weijie and other second-year students under the greeting of the prefect~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Qin Weijie happened to be next to a freshman at this time. A first-year girl, the girl looks ordinary, wears a pair of glasses that are very inconsistent, and sits very cautiously on the bench, with a looming tear on her cheek.

The girl is very sensitive, like a frightened kitten, the slightest sound will cause her caution and panic.

Elena sat across from her, and when she saw the girl smiling so restrained, she stretched out her hand and introduced herself: "I'm Elena Rufaen, second grade, nice to meet you. What's your name?"

The girl raised her head slightly and stammered timidly, "Peach...Myrtle Eli...Sabe Warren..."

"puff"

Hearing the girl's name, Qin Weijie stumbled and choked on his own saliva instantly.

Myrtle! ? Weeping Myrtle?

This Nima is one of the more scenes in the Harry Potter series...a ghost.

But the child is not dead right now, but later...

Just thinking about Qin Weijie's unconsciousness, he turned around and looked at Tom behind him. At this time, Tom was still full of bitterness and hatred, completely unaware of Qin Weijie's gaze, let alone the strange girl sitting back to back with him.

Qin Weijie looked at Tom for a long time, and after a long time Tom turned his head to look at Qin Weijie. The moment he met Qin Weijie's eyes, Tom showed a touch of grievance and sadness, and looked at Qin Weijie pitifully.

Qin Weijie sighed and turned around, scolding inwardly: "Grass! This idiot will make people fearful in the future!? Rowling, you may have misunderstood him... The words are a bit misunderstood, and this melon can still make people feel scared!?"

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