Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Hearing the screams in front of him, Marx stared at his toes and looked ahead.

I saw a black and white translucent humanoid apparition on the wall on one side. Marx carefully licked it. This is probably a bunch of ghosts.

They talked to each other and slid lightly over the room, and Marx vaguely heard the word “Peeves.”

“…I said, what are you doing here?” A ghost wearing a wheeled wrinkled tights seems to have just discovered the following First Year new students.

“new student 哟!” Another chubby cultivator smiled at them and said, “I think, is it ready to be tested?”

Some students are silently nodded, and no one speaks.

“I hope you can get to Hufflepuff!” said the cultivator. “I used to read that house.”

“Now move forward,” next to the cultivator, a sharp voice said, “The separate house ceremony is about to begin.”

Professor McGonagall returned, and the ghosts fluttered across the opposite wall, and they disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

“Now, it’s a single line,” Professor McGonagall said to First-year students. “Follow me.”

Marx was in the back of the team. After a while, he left the room with the students in front of him – there was no way, who would let him be behind at the beginning?

Here is the dinning hall of Hogwarts. The students of other grades have been sitting around the four long tables. Thousands of candles above the table are floating on the long table, and the whole dinning hall is brightly lit.

On the four tables, there are glittering gold plates and high-legged goblets. The seniors look at their new students and talk about what will go to their house and which may not.

On the table at the top of the dinning hall, there is another long table, which is the seat of the teachers. Professor McGonagall took them there, letting them line up in the ranks of all Seniors, and the teachers stood behind them quietly.

The candlelight in the air flashed slightly, and the faces of the Seniors were somewhat white. The ghosts that I saw just now were mixed with the faint silver light among them. Everyone pointed their attention to this side. .

Marx looked bored at the top of the ceiling that had been applied to the magic, the dark background of the ink, dotted with countless flashing starlight, in the faint magic smoke as magical – he even found a few on it A more familiar constellation.

“There was magic applied there, it looks like the sky outside, I read it in “Hogwarts, A History.”” Marx vaguely heard a slight voice coming from a distance, which sounded like Hermione.

Professor Ge put a four-legged stool in front of the First Year new student, and Marx took his eyes back from the ceiling and landed in front of him. He saw Professor McGonagall put a spiky wizard cap on the stool, hat patched, worn old and dirty. To be honest, when he thought that he would put this hat on his head, he felt uncomfortable.

Seeing that Sorting Hat was put down, the faint voice in the dinning hall immediately became absolute silence, and they all knew that the main event came.

Sure enough, hat twisted a few times, a crease opened and closed like a mouth, it began to sing a song.

“You may not think I’m pretty , But don’t judge on what you see , if you can find a smarter hat than me , I’ll eat myself .”

Hear here, Marx’s corner of the mouth twitched.

“You can keep your bowlers black , Your top hats sleek and tall , I am the magic hat for Hogwarts testing, naturally superior to your hat high-end…”

Sorting Hat sang in a whispering tone, and Marx had already turned his eyes back to the ceiling, which was much more interesting than that.

Until everyone started to applaud, Marx came back to his senses and followed a few shots. Several new students who were familiar with it were already discussing with the students around them.

“Maybe I can go to Gryffindor,” a little boy with long black hair around Marx lowered his voice and said to him, “My father said, I have always had the courage to eat a whole Flobberworm when I was a child!”

“Are you called Bell Griers?” Marx hearing this toughly swallowed.

“Who is that? My name is Kona, Michael Kona, you can call me Mike.” The little boy Michael licked his head.

They were chatting with each other, and Professor McGonagall took two steps forward and gently spread a roll of parchment in his hand.

“Who is calling my name now, whoever puts on hat, sits on the stool and listens to the separate house.” She said, “Hannah Abbott!”

A little girl with red cheeks and two golden hair buns stumbled out of the queue and put on Sorting Hat. The hat was obviously too big for her, and she covered her eyes.

Marx looked at this little girl who was losing her heart and thought it was really interesting.

She sat down, and after a while, she listened to Sorting Hat and shouted, “Hufflepuff -!”

The person on the right table applauded Hannah and welcomed her to sit at their table. The fat cultivator ghost at the long table also happily waved to her.

“Susan Burns.”

“Hufflepuff -!” hat shouted again. Susan quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.

Separate house continues, the hat is skillfully changing one after another, and it seems that every semester is pondering these boring things to pass the time.

Not surprisingly, Harry Trio was assigned to the Gryffindor, who was courageous and discouraged; Anthony and Lisa met on the train to Ravenclaw, and of course Ernie was assigned to Hufflepuff.

Michael, who was swallowing the Flobberworm around Marx, didn’t go to Gryffindor as he thought, but was also assigned to Ravenclaw house. It can be seen that he is actually a bit unwilling.

“Marx · McLorne.”

Finally, it was my turn, Marx hearing this, immediately stepped forward, took Sorting Hat, and hesitated and put it on his head after hesitating.

“Hey… looks like you are reluctant?” Sorting Hat twisted and said dissatisfied.

“In fact, I hope that you can take a shower for yourself.” Marx does not deny that he can roughly understand his thoughts, and it is best to tell the truth.

“Well, I think so, but I can’t climb the bathroom myself, right?” Sorting Hat twisted again, and the erect hat tipped down. “But every headmaster can’t think of this, they too busy.”

After a little complaining, it once again restored its original vitality and picked it up from the ground.

“Well—-it’s hard, it’s very difficult,” Sorting Hat said. “It’s reasonable to say that you have to go to Ravenclaw, where the atmosphere allows you to absorb the essence of knowledge more fully; but your cleverness and overall situation are Slytherin can get a more thorough training…”

“What about Gryffindor and Hufflepuff?” Marx asked curiously.

“Ah? Gryffindor! Do you think it is possible?” Sorting Hat asked directly in a strange tone.

“Well, in fact, I think so too…” Marx curl one’s lip, helpless said.

At this time, Sorting Hat suddenly twisted himself, licked the wide brim with a hat, and then said, “Well, Hufflepuff, yes, yes, that’s right… you have to go there, This should be the most correct choice.”

Well, it doesn’t wait for the Marx opening, just pull the scorpion yelled: “Hufflepuff -!”

Marx put his hat back on the four-legged stool and walked over to Hufflepuff’s long table with full of doubts, and sat in the applause of the Seniors.

“Welcome! Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start a new school year! Before the banquet, I want to say a few words. That is – stupid! Cry nose! Residue! Screw!” Marx stopped to speak with a tall man. Senior’s conversation, looking up at the talking Dumbledore, “Thank you all!”

After Dumbledore sat down again, everyone began to applaud.

“What do you mean?” Marx turned his head and asked Sen to his side.

“I don’t know, probably the professor is just showing his sense of humor.” Senior shrugged and said that he didn’t understand. “Follow the fun, don’t worry too much.”

At this time, a lot of food suddenly appeared in the empty gold plate on the long table. Roast beef, grilled chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausage, steak, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea sprouts, carrots, gravy, and ketchup soup are all dazzling.

“What is this?” Marx reached over a plate, “Mint hard candy?”

“Professor Dumbledore liked this recently.” Senior slammed the meat on the lamb chops and explained with a vague voice, “He always shares his favorite sweets and drinks with everyone.”

Marx shrugged after listening, then pushed the plate with mints far away.

“Marx, are you not hungry?” Not far away, Ernie curiously watched Marx smack the roast beef in his mouth and asked.

“Oh, actually, I have eaten a lot.” Marx laughed, obviously, while betting not too ugly, he bet on efficiency.

“I want to see Ernie, he is keeping the style!” A senior Sister who looked a little carefree, laughed at Hehe and started Marx’s joke.

“Ah! It was seen by Senior Sister,” Marx said, not to be annoyed. Instead, he made fun of himself. “Otherwise, how can you let Senior Sister talk to me! I mean, beautiful women like Senior Sister.” ”

The Senior Sister didn’t expect to be joked by Marx. After the completely unprepared cheeks became red, he still said reluctantly: “Aiya, this is not bad, you are a little boyfriend, Senior Sister, I booked!”

“Hey! Charlotte, you are finally ready to marry!” Another girl next to her smiled and glared at her, seeming to be her good friend.

In the snoring of the students around, Charlotte couldn’t stand it anymore, and quickly lowered his head and forked a piece of baked potato from his plate into his mouth. The beautiful face looked redder.