Hogwarts Abnormal Raiders

After this strange handover, Professor McGonagall lost her expression.

She opened the door, and a luxurious foyer like Gringotts appeared. The stone walls were surrounded by blazing torches, the ceiling was so high that you could barely see the top, and even the floor was as smooth as a mirror, filled with the atmosphere of capitalism.

Malfoy: Tsk, tsk, tsk, when I get rich, I will also...wait, my manor doesn't look bad either.

Everyone followed Professor McGonagall cautiously until they were taken to a small empty room near the hall.

Everyone rushed in, rubbing shoulders and huddling together, staring nervously at everything around them.

"Cough cough."

Professor McGonagall was about to speak, but was caught off guard.

In the crowd, a little girl with two pigtails suddenly burst into tears. She was so sad.

She quickly stepped forward nervously and asked:

"What's the matter, little one? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

The little girl cried intermittently:

"Professor, we...must take off our clothes and be locked up with spiders. I'm so scared, wuwu..."

The bumpy journey and weird atmosphere along the way finally broke the little girl's psychological defense, and it finally broke out at this moment.

Professor McGonagall frowned and didn't understand.

"How is that possible, little guy, who did you hear this from? Hogwarts is a magic school, not a prison designed to torture people."

What's going on? Hogwarts' reputation has fallen to the same level as Azkaban.

What kind of bastard is spreading such ridiculous rumors?

Professor McGonagall was angry and confused.

"But, on the train...that's what everyone said."

The little girl wiped her tears and said with choked sobs.

Malfoy, who was standing not far away, covered his forehead in embarrassment and silently hid in the crowd.

Merlin's underwear, I was just joking. Who spread the word?

Is it possible that everyone on the train knows?

Malfoy secretly glanced at Goyle and Crabbe next to him.

The two little fat guys shook their heads innocently, we didn't do anything.

Professor McGonagall touched the little girl's head and said gently:

"Little guy, what's your name?"

"Hannah Abbott."

Professor McGonagall nodded and stood up.

She put her wand to her throat and cast a loud spell, "Quiet."

The little wizards who were noisy because of panic were immediately shocked by this momentum, and everyone stood there staring at Professor McGonagall.

The head witch wearing a purple gauze hat said with a serious face:

"Listen, little Hannah, and you little guys, no matter what ridiculous legends you heard on the train, it doesn't matter. It's best to forget them. Now, what I want to tell you is, Sorting is definitely not as scary as you think. It is a very important ritual and will definitely not cause you any harm. Are you clear?"

The little wizards nodded blankly, stunned by Professor McGonagall's powerful aura and unable to say anything.

Malfoy nodded, thinking of Professor McGonagall's Animagus form.

Looking at it this way, it turns out that there is indeed a cold and domineering cat owner style in it.

Professor McGonagall nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"While you are at school, the college is like your home at Hogwarts. You will have classes with other students in the college, stay in the college dormitories together, and spend your free time together in the common room of the college, Hog. Watts is a place full of love and the safest place in the wizarding world, so you don’t have to worry about that at all.”

Haha, the safest

I have reservations about that, Malfoy groaned inwardly.

"In addition, the names of the four houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history and has produced outstanding witches and wizards. You all During your time at Hogwarts, your outstanding performance will earn your house extra points, while any violations will cause your house to lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the highest points will win the House Cup.

This is a high honor, and I hope you can bring glory to the college no matter which college you are assigned to.

The opening banquet is about to begin, but first we have to go through the sorting ceremony. All the teachers and students of the school will be present. I suggest that you tidy up and be energetic while waiting. "

Professor McGonagall said this and glanced at Neville's cloak and Ron's nose.

The two people being cared for looked at each other and sorted themselves out in a tacit understanding. This scene of loving each other looked very harmonious.

Malfoy noticed that Mr. Savior was trying hard to smooth down his hair, and everyone else was nervously adjusting their clothes.

He himself looked at the ground indifferently.

Just kidding, when it comes to image, you have never lost in this life, okay? I am not targeting anyone, everyone here...forget it, keep a low profile.

Professor McGonagall asked the little wizards to wait here for a while and then went out first.

Seeing this scene, Harry suddenly approached Ron and whispered:

"Ron, now is a good opportunity."

Ron looked embarrassed, looked around, and said reluctantly:

"Please forgive me now in front of so many people."

Harry advised: "Don't worry about them, they are about to be sorted into houses. Now is the best time. If Hermione is sorted into another house, it will be inconvenient to communicate in the future."

After saying that, without giving Ron time to react, he shouted in Hermione's direction:

"Hermione, Ron has something to tell you."

This time, everyone's attention was attracted.

Hermione was startled when she was suddenly cueed. She had been secretly reciting the spells she had read, but when she was interrupted like this, her memory felt messed up again.

She looked over angrily and saw Harry winking at her, while Ron next to her looked as pale as a frosted eggplant, and she suddenly understood what was going on.

Hermione ignored it, rolled her eyes, and turned away.

At this time, no one knew each other, so when no one responded, they started talking to each other again.

Harry and Ron took the opportunity to sneak up to Hermione.

Ron rubbed the back of his head and said awkwardly:

"Well, Hermione, I'm sorry about what happened on the train. You know, I didn't mean to say that. I just wanted to show my attitude. Harry and I are really good wizards and will never look down on you." Yes, I swear, can you forgive me?"

Hermione's face was sullen, and it took a while before she said:

"I know that you and Harry are not that kind of people. This is my problem. I just haven't figured it out yet."

Harry heard this and said happily: "Well, Hermione, we are friends now, right?"

Harry had a good impression of this enthusiastic little girl who had repaired his glasses. He had never had friends since he was a child, so he cherished people who were kind to him.

Hermione smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yeah."

Harry reached out his hand excitedly, smiled and shook Hermione's hand.

Ron also laughed happily and also stretched out his hand. Unfortunately, halfway through, he found Hermione's hand retracted and she just nodded politely to him.

He retracted his hand awkwardly and nodded in response.

Driven by fate and invisibly witnessed by all the little wizards, the future Iron Triangle of Hogwarts initially established a friendship.

This will be a highlight in the "history of modern magic", but it's a pity that there are no cameras to record this historic scene.

At this point, Hermione and her two useless men are about to officially set sail. What an exciting moment.

But this warm scene did not last long.

Because, a discordant voice intervened.