Myriad Realms Store Owner of Harry Potter

"Hannah Abbott!" Professor McGonagall called out the first name.

Sure enough, this is the iron Hannah Abbott mentioned in various fan novels in the previous life, Ryan complained. However, sorting by the initials of the surname should indeed be her first branch.

I saw little girls with flushed cheeks and two blond braids stumbled out of the queue, putting on their sorting hats.

Ryan thought that at the end of the story, Hannah Abbott became the owner of the Leaky Cauldron and married Neville Longbottom, and then look at this little girl who is a little rash. An excitement to participate in history arises spontaneously from the bottom of my heart.

Hannah sat down on the stool, and after a while the Sorting Hat called out in a long tone, "Hufflepuff—!"

The people at the table on the right applauded and cheered Hannah, welcoming her to sit at their table, and the fat monk ghost at the long table waved happily to her.

"Susan Burns."

"Hufflepuff—!" Susan quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.

The sorting continued, and Ryan noticed that the hat changed to a different tone every time a person's name was pronounced. It seems that the usual life of a hat should be very monotonous, which is really a poor hat.

Before he could read his name, Ryan began to guess which academy he would be assigned to.

Slytherin is definitely not possible because of pedigree. As for Ravenclaw, Ryan, who is a scumbag, said that it is estimated that people look down on him. So the possible houses are Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

The atmosphere of these two academies is quite good, but after seeing Hermione being assigned to Gryffindor, Ryan began to lean towards Gryffindor in his heart. After all, having an acquaintance with a super scholar is better than not knowing anyone at all.

Finally, when Neville Longbottom returned the hat to Professor McGonagall, Lane's name was pronounced by Professor McGonagall.

So he put on the hat that probably hasn't been washed since the school was founded in AD 993.

Communicating with hats is a very novel thing, even though Ryan has experienced two lifetimes, he has never encountered such a thing before.

After the hat was put on his head, Ryan heard a small voice saying, "Although I think your thoughts are a little rude, I would like to thank you for your concern, but the life of the old hat is not as boring as you think. I If I can feel your kindness and courage, then I will decide."

Before Ryan could react, the subtle voice turned into a loud shout: "Gryffindor."

Ryan took off his hat and put his hands on the stool respectfully, though the hat was dirty and torn and covered in patches. But he is more representative of Hogwarts than this magnificent castle, because of the wisdom injected by the Big Four, making it a representative of the spirit of Hogwarts.

After bowing to the professors, Ryan walked over to the long Gryffindor table and sat beside Neville.

Soon Harry Potter was assigned to Gryffindor just like the original text, and everyone on the table stood up and applauded.

When Professor McGonagall returned from placing the Sorting Hat, Dumbledore stood up from the large golden chair in the center of the teacher's seat. He looked at the students with a smile on his face and stretched out his arms to them, as if nothing made him happier than seeing them all together. "Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to Hogwarts for the new school year! Before the feast, I want to say a few words. That's it: Idiot! Cry! Scum! Screw! "Thank you!"

He sat down again. Everyone applauded and cheered. Ryan looked at Hermione across from him and asked, "What does the principal mean?" Hermione replied a little confusedly: "I haven't seen it in the book, this may be some special welcome word in the magic world. ."

Neville interrupted them by his side at this moment: "Don't think about that for now. Hurry up and eat. Don't you feel hungry?"

Ryan saw the empty tableware just now,

Filled with all kinds of food, he took some boiled potatoes, pea shoots and tomato sauce with chicken according to his usual dinner habits. Even after living in the UK for ten years, Ryan is still not used to eating a lot of meat at night. Fortunately, at home, his adoptive father is also of Chinese descent, and his family's diet has some Chinese style.

By the time everyone had almost eaten, the rest of the food disappeared from the plate. The plates and forks are as clean as ever. After a while, the pudding came, and there were ice creams of all flavors.

With the help of Dessert, the conversation went smoothly. Ryan and Hermione kept asking Prefect Percy some academic questions, and the lively atmosphere continued until Dessert disappeared.

With the disappearance of the last dessert, all kinds of tableware disappeared, and the table became as clean as it had just been set.

The restaurant returned to silence, and Professor Dumbledore stood up again: "Everyone, I think everyone is full. Then, I would like to raise a few precautions for you.

First of all, first-year freshmen should pay attention to the fact that students are not allowed to enter the woods on campus. Some of our old classmates should also keep this in mind.

Dumbledore's shining eyes swept over the Weasley twins.

Secondly, Mr. Filch, the administrator, also wanted me to remind everyone not to use magic in the hallway between classes.

"The vetting of Quidditch players will take place in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in participating in the academy team should contact Mrs Hooch.

Finally, I have to tell everyone that those who do not want to suffer an accident or a painful death, please do not enter the corridor on the right on the fourth floor. "

Hearing this sentence, a few freshmen laughed, but most of them kept quiet. Because most students know that Dumbledore, as the headmaster, never lies about safety.

Ryan knew that this was the level of the Philosopher's Stone at the end of the semester. But this thing had nothing to do with him, after all, these things were prepared for Harry and Voldemort, and he, an outsider, tried his best not to get involved.

Although the Philosopher's Stone is very precious, taking it to the Myriad Realm Grocery Store to meet customers who need it will definitely be able to exchange a lot of good things. But thinking about that thing being stared at by Dumbledore, Ryan gave up a bold idea. After all, he didn't want to be regarded as an enemy by the most powerful white wizard.

Dumbledore paused, let everyone digest the news just now, and then said loudly: "Okay, everyone, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Almost all the teachers were stiff.

Dumbledore flicked his wand lightly, and a long golden ribbon flew out of the wand, twisting and coiling like a snake above the high dining table.

"Each one chooses his own tune," said Dumbledore. "Get ready, sing!"

Ryan felt a little embarrassed, but he still followed the tone in the movie footage he had seen. Sing the whole song.

When Dumbledore announced that bedtime had come, the Hogwarts opening ceremony was officially over.