Hogwarts Everything is Three

The train keeps going north, and the weather is still changing. The rain pounded on the car windows one after another, and then the sun came out lazily, and soon the clouds drifted over, covering it again. As night fell, the train lights turned on.

Emily put her forehead on the car window, trying to see the scenery outside the car, but unfortunately it was a moonless night, it was dark outside, and only raindrops were seen diagonally down the car window. It slipped off and was dirty on the rain-drenched car windows.

Instead of cleaning up, Alan handed it over a towel that had been dampened with hot water. Emily wiped off the dust on her forehead and changed into a school uniform robe.

On the platform, the big man Hagrid carrying a magic lamp was especially obvious. He shouted loudly: "First-year freshmen come to me... First-year freshmen..."

"Allen, I want to go to Ravenclaw, what do I do when I wait for the sorting?" Emily hugged Allen, raised her head and asked, her voice seemed a little nervous, it was obvious that she heard other freshmen talk about it. Argument of the branch.

"Don't believe other people's bragging, Emily, the school won't ask you to solve a giant monster now, don't worry, you will know later." Allen relieved his sister, but finally decided to maintain this issue. Tell freshmen how to divide the hospital.

Emily nodded suspiciously, picked up her robe, and the group of first-year freshmen who seemed panicked rushed towards Hagrid.

On the rain-washed dark street outside Hogsmeade station, Allen didn't get on a night horse until he could no longer see Emily's tiny figure.

Harry was also sitting in the carriage, staring at the night skimmer standing between the shafts.

Their shape is somewhat similar to reptiles, with a huge black horse body with no meat at all. The black fur is tightly attached to the bones, and the bones are clearly visible. His head resembled that of a dragon, his white eyes had no pupils, and he supported a long black tail. Wings grew from the bulge between the shoulder bones.

"I really don't understand. These carriages used to be able to walk on their own. Why use these terrible black winged horses to pull them this year?" Harry complained. He felt that these ugly animals were standing still and standing quietly. In the darkening night, it looked very strange and unlucky.

"Walk by yourself?" Allen understood after thinking about it.

Luna, who was already sitting on the carriage, put down her singularity and looked at Harry: "That's Ye Qi, so you have witnessed death in the accident in the last competition?"

Allen looked at Harry who was a little dumbfounded by the question, and explained to him: Only those who have witnessed death can see them. Ye Qi’s sense of direction is amazing. Just tell them where they are. You send it to where you want to go, and they used to be pulling a carriage. "

Even after hearing their explanation, Harry still found this terrifying-looking creature very unflattering.

When Ye Qi drove into Hogwarts and stopped in front of the castle, Harry couldn't wait to jump off the wagon, nodded with Alan indiscriminately, and ran into the entrance hall to go to Ron to share what he had just heard. .

The hall was illuminated by torches, echoing the footsteps of students. They crossed the slab-paved ground and walked to the two doors on the right leading to the auditorium, where the school banquet was held.

As soon as Allen entered the hall, he saw Umbridge sitting next to Dumbledore on the faculty bench. She looked like a senior girl, short and fat, with short **** beige hair. It also wore a very ugly big pink bow, which matched the fluffy pink cardigan she was covering over her robe.

Wearing a dark purple robe covered with silver stars and a matching hat, Dumbledore sat on the golden high-back chair next to her, tilted his head towards Umbridge, who was speaking into his ear. .

When Hagrid returned to his seat, Allen's attention was directed to the hall. Now that Hagrid had appeared, it meant that the freshman must have crossed the Black Lake and came to the castle.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the door to the hall opened, and a long line of frightened-looking first-year freshmen led by Professor McGonagall into the auditorium. Professor McGonagall was holding a stool in his hand, on which was an old wizard hat. The hat was patched with patches, and there was a wide crack beside the frayed brim of the hat.

The buzzing conversation in the auditorium gradually subsided. Freshmen in the first grade line up at the faculty desk, facing classmates from other grades. Professor McGonagall carefully placed the stool in front of them, and then stepped back.

The face of the first-year freshman shone pale in the candlelight. Emily in the middle of the team looked calm, but her tight fist exposed her tension. The Harris family maintained the wizarding tradition well, and no one told Emily how they were divided. And just outside the auditorium, the little wizards who were waiting for the mysterious test to determine which academy they belonged to all kinds of unreliable speculations made her feel more uneasy.

The teachers and students of the whole school waited with their breath held, the old hat on the stool opened their mouths and began to sing the new song it composed: "...The lessons of history warn us that our Hogwarts are facing Danger, the enemies outside the school are watching. We must unite closely within us, otherwise everything will fall apart from within..."

When the Sorting Hat finished singing its new song, applause broke out in the auditorium, but there was a mixture of whispers—usually, the Sorting Hat only described the different qualities valued by the four Hogwarts colleges and its own sorting of students. Mission, and this time, it tried to advise the school.

But when Professor McGonagall reported the list of first-year freshmen, everyone's attention was quickly shifted, and the buzzing in the auditorium stopped abruptly.

Slowly, the long team of first-year freshmen was shortened a little bit. The four colleges had already received many freshmen, and only then did Professor McGonagall call out Emily's name.

Emily showed extraordinary stability and straightened her body towards the sorting hat.

"This is my sister, who is very smart. She has always wanted to come to my college. Yes, it is logical to be assigned to Ravenclaw." Allen proudly showed off to Ravenclaw's classmates. Tao.

Emily has done it on the stool, and she put her hat on her head. Unlike the little wizards who announced the academy without thinking about how long before, this time the Sorting Hat seemed to hesitate for a long time.

Allen couldn't help thinking that she had just won the Quidditch Boutique Grand Prix. When facing her family's questions, Emily also stood up to defend him. He hesitated and said: "Perhaps, she might also be assigned to Gryffindor... …"

After a long time, the crack near the brim of the sorting hat finally opened again, and he announced loudly, "Slytherin!"

The Slytherins headed by Malfoy burst into cheers. Emily dragged her feet reluctantly to join the Slytherins, looking at Alan who was sitting at the Ravenclaw table in pity. .

"Ah... Slytherin... Um~www.ltnovel.com~ My father is also from this academy. He will be very happy when he learns this news." Allen looked a little embarrassed because of his previous boasting, although he was a bit embarrassed before. I know that Emily is very good at using her cuteness to achieve some of her own goals, but Alan did not expect that these qualities will be enough to make her be assigned to the Snake Yard by the Sorting Hat...

Although I regret that my sister cannot be in the same college as herself, Alan was immediately surrounded by the Slytherins around Emily. It attracted attention and saw that Emily was very popular in Slytherin and was taken care of. Very well, even though they knew their purpose was to show Harris well, Alan was relieved.

It took a while for all the new students to be allocated.

"Welcome to our new students," Dumbledore said loudly, his arms wide open and his mouth widened with a big smile, "Welcome! Welcome to our old students—welcome you back! There is too much time for speeches, but not Now. Eat happily!"

There was appreciative laughter and enthusiastic applause in the auditorium, and Dumbledore sat down upright and threw his long beard on his shoulders so that they would not block his plate—the delicious food suddenly fell from the sky, five The long table was suddenly piled up with chunks of beef, pies, plates of vegetables, bread, jam, and pots of pumpkin juice, groaning overwhelmed.

Alan looked towards the Slytherin table, and after a brief period of observation, those Slytherins piled Emily's dinner plate with her favorite syrupy fruit pies. But Emily is not Jin Jialong after all, and cannot be liked by everyone. Alan also noticed that at Slytherin’s long table, whether it was out of jealousy or pretentiousness, there were a few little wizards watching Emily. The look in his eyes is not friendly.