[HP] Noble

A tall black-haired witch in emerald green robes stood in front of the gate. She looked older, and her serious expression made her wrinkles deeper.This professor is a bit fierce, Scorpius thought.

"Professor McGonagall, will be in charge of your Transfiguration classes for seven years, little Fuzzies," said Hagrid gruffly.

"Thank you for your introduction, Hagrid." Professor McGonagall said with a tense face, "Come with me next."As she spoke, she opened the door behind her. The interior of Hogwarts was built of large stones, and there were blazing ghost flames on every section of the wall. Scorpius noticed that someone was whispering behind him "These flames have been burning for thousands of years," and the curly-haired girl standing next to him let out a disdainful snort, apparently overhearing the conversation.

The ceiling was pitch black, so high that you couldn't see the top.On the front is a luxurious marble spiral staircase, which spirals all the way to the upper floor.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you enter the living room, you must first confirm which college you have entered. Classification is a very important task. ceremonies, because the House is like your home at Hogwarts while you are at school. The dormitories, the lessons, the time in the common room will be memories you will remember forever - including after you graduate, and you will miss them all."

"Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history and has produced outstanding wizards and wizards. During your studies, outstanding performance will make your house Winning extra points, and any violation of the rules will of course reduce the points of your college.At the end of the year, the college with the highest score will get the college cup-this is the highest honor, and the color belonging to your college will be used as the main decoration color It lasted until the early spring of the second year." ① "Oh, I know you! Professor McGonagall! My dad said—" An excited voice came from the dark crowd of freshmen, "You are the dean of Gryffindor long!"

Scorpius noticed that the serious Professor McGonagall's facial muscles were relaxed and almost smiled, but she still chose to nod slowly: "It's like this, if anyone here enters Gryffindor, I think the next seven Years will be with me and Gryffindor."

……

After passing through countless ghosts, most of them are also drifting towards the direction of the banquet hall.When passing by freshmen, most ghosts stop to introduce themselves and are happy to have a chat or two with the freshmen.

Passing through the foyer, the magnificent banquet hall unfolded in front of them.

There were four huge long tables in the hall—they were already filled with other year students in different colored school robes around them at the moment, and Scorpius remembered that his father had told him that the Slytherin table was always at the end. On the left, fix your eyes there, green and silver are clearly the dominant colors of Slytherin, as all the students wear uniforms of that color.Then, in the sea of ​​green, he saw a head of dazzling platinum hair in the middle.

The arrival of freshmen has attracted the attention of most students.

Draco Malfoy was apparently among them.He tilted his head slightly, and lazily looked towards the door through the neatly placed silver cups and the silver tableware with snake totems. Unexpectedly, almost immediately, he was in the same pile as the freshmen. A pair of bright black eyes looked at each other.After a pause, Draco nodded almost imperceptibly without losing noble etiquette. A second later, Draco looked away indifferently.

It's him.Scorpius rolled his eyes silently in his heart, yes yes, how could he not be a Slytherin.

A four-legged high stool was placed in front of the teacher's seat in the center of the hall. Professor McGonagall walked up from the group of freshmen and said a few words to the bearded old man sitting in the middle. When she came back, she Takes an extra battered wizard's hat and puts it on the stool.

There was no sound in the noisy restaurant just now.

Scorpius swears that the hat seems to move, making a movement like taking a deep breath.Then Scorpius watched with a green face as it began to writhe on its own.There was a crack on the edge of the hat, and finally, it started to sing: that was more than 1000 years ago,

I have just been woven into shape,

There were four famous wizards,

Their names survive to this day:

Brave Gryffindor, from the barren swamp,

Fair Ravenclaw, from the peaceful river,

Kind Hufflepuff, from the open valley,

The shrewd Slytherin came from that quagmire.

They share a dream, a wish,

At the same time, there is a bold plan,

To bring up young wizards,

That's how Hogwarts was founded.

The four great wizards

Each builds his own academy,

in the students they teach

Valuable talents vary.

According to Gryffindor, the bravest

deserve the highest reward;

According to Ravenclaw, the most intelligent

always the most promising;

Hufflepuff felt that the hardest working

are most eligible for admission to the Academy;

And the power-hungry Slytherin

I like those ambitious teenagers the most.

The living years of the Four Wizards

Pick out the best students by yourself,

But when they sleep in Jiuquan,

How to pick out the talents among the students?

It was Gryffindor who figured it out,

He took me off his head,

The Big Four have injected me with ideas,

From now on, I will choose and evaluate!

Well, hold me well on the head,

I never looked away,

I want to see your mind,

Find out which academy you belong to!

The last sound fell, and the audience applauded. The Slytherins didn't seem to be very enthusiastic. Rather than applauding, it might be better to say that they were stroking their palms.When the palms became sparse and finally disappeared completely, Mag walked forward with a roll of parchment and announced: "The sorting will start below. Whoever's name I call will come forward, sit on the stool, and bring Sorting hat, sort after listening."

"Angel Cupid."

A little boy blushed and staggered up to put on his hat. After a while, the hat announced loudly: "Gryffindor!" The little red lions at the table on the far right were applauding loudly and cheering enthusiastically.

"Biro Kesent."

"Hufflepuffs!"

"Astoria Greengrass."

The girl next to Scorpius froze, and immediately relaxed and raised her jaw in the next second, and walked forward steadily. Almost as soon as she put on the sorting hat, the hat announced loudly: "Slytherin!"

There was a burst of reserved applause from the long silver-green table.

"Scorpius Great!"

"What—?! Damn it!" Draco was completely surprised when he heard the word 'Scorpius', and he cursed under his breath, causing the one next to him who was stretching his neck to look with interest on the train. The little boy ran towards Pansy in the Sorting Hat and looked away. She heard the muttering of the platinum noble next to her, turned her face to look at him in doubt, and asked in a pretentious tone, "Oh, what's wrong with you, Draco?"

"Scorpius - that's my name for my son! It should belong to a Malfoy!" Draco lowered his voice annoyed with a tinge of pink on his pale face.

"Pfft, Merlin!" Pansy sneered softly, and Blaise Zabini, who was sitting to Draco's right, started to join in the snickering, and Draco looked even more annoyed, staring darkly at the teacher. In front of the banquet, there was a boy who was sitting upright on a tattered stool and wearing that tattered hat.

The Sorting Hat had remained completely silent throughout the small conversation at the Slytherin table.

...actually it was having a tangled conversation with Scorpius.

Sorting Hat: "Not a Gryffindor, you lack the courage to take risks, and you don't have a high degree of enthusiasm for others."

Scorpius: "...How about Slytherin? I heard my whole family is there."

The Sorting Hat: "No, I don't think you fit in there. I guarantee those treacherous Slytherins will tear you to pieces, let me see - you have some ancient magic from another continent that will make you Your academic achievement is higher than many people, you have a practical and studious heart, and on the surface, you are a Ravenclaw-"

Scorpius: "Come on, I know you still have to say 'but'."

The Sorting Hat: "But I noticed that you can't even speak English well."

Scorpius: "...that's Hufflepuff."

The Sorting Hat: "You thought Hufflepuff was a recycling bin?"

Scorpius: "...well, well, you won - are you trying to tell me I can drop my hat and pack up and go home now?"

Sorting Hat: "Don't be depressed, children, there is always one that suits you. Since you insist that the old Gretel family is all Slytherins, then—Slytherins!"

...so in the end it was Slytherin.

Scorpius put down his hat silently, and walked towards the long silver-green table amid applause.He deliberately didn't notice an indigestible groan from red-haired Ron Weasley across the hall as he yelled something at someone next to him "I'll just say he's a Slytherin !", Oddly enough, Scorpius didn't see Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.