Hogwarts Abnormal Raiders

After the moving singing, it’s finally time to get down to business.

At this time, Professor McGonagall glared at Li Qiaodan, who felt guilty.

Obviously she also heard those irrelevant explanations, but she had no choice but to say that although this guy was a bit of a charmer, he was really good at enlivening the atmosphere.

Professor McGonagall's favorite sport, Quidditch, always needs Li Jordan to help explain the game.

Then, she announced loudly:

"Whoever's name I call later will put on his hat and wait to be sorted."

Then she took out a roll of parchment and stared at the contents on the parchment with her presbyopic eyes wide open.

After a few seconds of silence, she turned the parchment.

Well, she took it down.

"Hannah Abbott"

Come, come, come, she really came, that blacksmith, bah, the iron-clad little girl with two pigtails stumbled towards the Sorting Hat.

Malfoy looked at that figure and felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

Yes, the Iron Throne is yours and no one can take it from you.

"Hufflepuff"

The people sitting at the long table on the right immediately stood up, applauded and cheered for Hannah, and welcomed her to sit at their table.

Yes, I finally found a passable-looking elementary school girl, and she must be a little more enthusiastic.

Just like that, Professor McGonagall called the names one by one in alphabetical order of last name.

..............

"Seamus Finnigan."

"Gryffindor"

Wuhu~The demolition genius appears.

"Hermione Granger."

"Gryffindor"

Harry and Ron's strongest thighs are the real protagonists, right?

"Neville Longbottom."

"Gryffindor"

The child of destiny who will not explode until the last moment

Everything went as written in the book, and everyone went to where they were supposed to go.

The trajectory of fate has not changed in any way because of Malfoy's little pebble.

Seeing that Goyle and Crabbe were sorted into Slytherin one after another, Malfoy suddenly felt a little melancholy.

They are three people, and I am also three people. Why can't we compare?

After thinking for a while, Malfoy finally understood.

I have a principal protecting me.

I'm so isolated and helpless

"Draco Malfoy"

Malfoy, who was lamenting that life was not easy, suddenly heard his name, was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly walked over to meet Professor McGonagall's gaze.

Looking at the Sorting Hat with a strange smell on the corner stool, Malfoy hesitated for a while.

Good guy, this smell is so strong, refreshing.

In the original book, Malfoy had consequences as soon as he touched the hat. I hope nothing will happen to me here.

If someone suddenly said "Azkaban" or something like that, it would really scare someone to death.

Regarding the Sorting Hat's Legilimency, Malfoy, who had secretly learned Occlumency at home, actually... didn't have much confidence.

Travelers agree that time travel is the biggest secret and cannot be leaked.

So Malfoy also worked hard to learn Occlumency.

But since he never had anyone to practice with, Malfoy didn't know how effective his learning was.

For this reason, he specially asked Lucius to catch a Boggart for testing, but he succeeded in confusing the Boggart, and set one of his Two-dimensional wives as the most feared object, and then... ...Ahem, no need to elaborate.

I hope I can pass the test this time too.

Malfoy carefully placed the hat on his head.

First of all, it's not green. Secondly, it doesn't seem to be as fast as expected.

After brushing away the little spider that accidentally fell off his hat, Malfoy had to wait quietly for the sorting result.

The Sorting Hat, which seemed to be asleep, suddenly moved:

"Ha, it turns out to be the little guy from the Malfoy family. He should be a standard Slytherin."

Sorry, I just took a nap. After all, you know that sorting is a physical job.

These damn wizards never thought of taking care of the old guy

This can be seen from the fact that they never clean me up, and they can't even satisfy my occasional desire to sing a few songs.

Oh, forget it, why are I telling you this? By the way, which college do you want to go to?

I noticed that you seem to have a lot of fantastic ideas in your little head

What, Azkaban?

No, no, no, we don’t have that option, and we don’t recommend you go there. What do you think of Ravenclaw?

There seems to be what you're looking for.

Well, if there is no hidden ambition, then I should go to Hufflepuff.

No, what is that? Wearing a steel hand with a shield in the left hand and a hammer in the right hand, fighting strange creatures.

A good imagination and a unique sense of adventure, that's Gryffindor

No, wait, I saw it, what a cunning plan.

It's so despicable, I almost made a mistake, Slytherin is the only place for you."

The Sorting Hat, which had been whispering in Malfoy's ears for a full minute, finally shouted: "Slytherin"

Malfoy breathed out a sigh of relief, and his mind was so wild that he almost stopped.

Just as he was about to stand up and leave, Professor McGonagall held him down.

The vice principal stared at him with sharp eyes:

"Mr. Malfoy, your ability to tell stories is very good, but pranks should be limited. You must know that the Weasley brothers were severely imprisoned by me. If you want to experience it, I will ask Professor Snape to tell you Take extra care of me, you know what I mean?"

"I understand, Professor McGonagall"

Malfoy understood that this was a warning about the rumor incident, and immediately stood at attention, expressing his resignation.

"That's good." Professor McGonagall nodded.

Malfoy wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard the sound of the Sorting Hat.

It was so subtle that only I could hear it.

"Little guy, Occlumency is pretty good."

Malfoy suddenly broke down in cold sweat.

With a gloomy face, he glanced at the Sorting Hat with complicated eyes, and then walked towards the Slytherin table under Professor McGonagall's doubtful eyes.

The magic artifact that has existed for more than 2000 years is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Yes, after all, it has been buffed by the Big Four. How come it only has two functions: Qa Ge and Sorting?

Still careless

Malfoy is full of thoughts, but for now he can only take one step at a time.

I made up my mind to find an opportunity to have a good talk with this shabby hat later.

But whether it was the probing from the hat itself or the probing from the person behind the hat, Malfoy was a little unsure...

Thinking of this, Malfoy secretly looked at Dumbledore's position.

But he happened to catch Dumbledore's thoughtful gaze, and Old Dumbledore gave him a mysterious smile...

Now Malfoy was completely uneasy.

Malfoy took a deep breath, calmed down, and pretended that nothing happened.

When he reached the long table belonging to Slytherin, several people immediately stood up and shook hands with him. Their enthusiasm made Malfoy feel like he had met a long-lost brother.

As he sat down, Malfoy couldn't help but sigh, magic is really everywhere in Hogwarts.

This long table, no matter how many students there are every year, can always be seated is proof of this.

Unfathomable, unfathomable.

"Harry Potter."

When Professor McGonagall called out this name, there was an immediate buzz among the people in the restaurant.

Everyone looked up, hoping to see his appearance clearly.

This is the topic of a hot person. People always care about everything about this person.

A good person hopes that his performance will be worthy of his reputation, but a not-so-good person will look forward to the collapse of his character with a kind of malicious intent.

But no one cares what he thinks.

When Mr. Savior was sorted into Gryffindor due to his strong personal will, he showed a happy smile.

George and Fred shouted happily: "We have Potter, we have Potter"

Malfoy pouted, yes, you have Potter, and at the same time, you also have Voldemort.

Congratulations to all of you, the next seven years will be thrilling.

You will experience a different "wonderful" life

Trolls, basilisks, dementors;

Werewolves, dragons, big black dogs;

And that little lackey of Voldemort, you have it, I have it all...

Let me go and start singing.

At this time, there were only three people left waiting for assignment.

Among them was Ron.

Not surprisingly, he was naturally assigned to Gryffindor.

The Iron Triangle combination cannot be without one person.

When the last little guy named Blaise Zabini was sorted into Slytherin, Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment, picked up the sorting hat and left.

Then Albus Dumbledore stood up.

He looked at the students with a smile on his face and stretched out his arms to them, as happily as a hundred-year-old child.

"Welcome, welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year.

Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words. "

Just like what is written in the book, after Dumbledore said that strange sentence that no one understood, he announced the start of the banquet.

Looking at the dazzling array of delicacies that suddenly appeared on the table, Malfoy couldn't help but smile.

I remember the opening ceremony when I was in school in my previous life. A group of people stood on the playground under the bright sun, listening to the opening remarks of the school leaders who were already tired of hearing:

"In the golden autumn of September, the autumn breeze brings coolness, and we are ushering in again..."

That makes one feel sleepy and helpless.

So, is this the happiness education of capitalism? Love it.

"Do you know what the principal's words mean?" a young wizard suddenly asked.

"I don't know, I always feel like he's a little crazy." These were Crabbe's words.

"It's probably some kind of blessing, don't worry, let's eat first." These were Gower's words.

"I know."

Malfoy enjoyed the delicious sausage and confidently explained the nonsense:

"Don't you understand what the principal means? You'll know just by connecting these words.

What I mean is, you idiots, don’t blame me for not saying it before. When you get here, just obey the rules. If anyone dares to make a mistake, humph, even if you cry in my place, you can’t make it to class. Be serious, if any of you fail the exam, your grades will be like scraps, be careful and I will tear your heads off."

Everyone who was eating: "..."

At first they thought the principal was a little crazy, but they didn't expect that there was an even crazier person sitting next to them.