Rebirth of HP

As in memory, there was a mist under the night.After getting off the train, Harry, Draco, Blaise, and Pansy walked over there under Hagrid's voice.It has to be said that Hagrid's huge figure is still very recognizable in this foggy night.

"First-years! First-years, come here!" Across the crowd, the half-giant gamekeeper Hagrid's bearded face smiled after seeing a certain boy, "Oh, Neville, How are you? Come here. Come on, come with me, are there any first-years? Oh, watch out for your feet, okay! First-years, come with me!"

The freshmen followed Hagrid down a rough path lined with dark, dense woods.Everyone was quiet. As the heir to the Big Four, Harry knew that the process of entering the Hogwarts castle through the dense forest and crossing the lake for the first time was a ritual that was recognized.Because there is a very advanced spying spell in this dense forest, if it is a squib or an ordinary person without a trace of magic power, it will be sent away.

Harry restrained himself and tried to make Hogwarts less exciting, after all, he was the official master of Hogwarts Castle.As the recognized owner of the castle, when he officially returned to the castle, there were twelve bells to greet him.Harry didn't want such a spectacle to appear, so when he walked in the dense forest, he had already made an agreement with Hogwarts.

"Turn this corner, and you're about to see Hogwarts for the first time," Hagrid called back suddenly.

Before Harry could react, there was an extremely exclamation of "Oh!"

It turned out that a black lake suddenly opened at the end of the path.On the hillside on the other side of the lake stands a very majestic and majestic castle. The windows on the castle are shining brightly or darkly under the starry sky.Looking at the castle on the other side, Harry felt a rush of excitement and pride——

The calm tone of ancient Roman style is perfectly integrated with the sharp and exquisite Gothic style, the luxurious and exaggerated Baroque style, and the exquisite and cumbersome Rococo style.This castle has witnessed the ups and downs of thousands of years of ups and downs, and it is timeless.Even after so many years, Hogwarts is still the same, majestic buildings, strong academic atmosphere, strong magic barrier...

Yes, this is Hogwarts!

Harry boarded the boat, and he and Blaise sat in the boat, only he could hear the blessing of the mermaid from underwater.Slightly closing his eyelids, a smile appeared on his face.

Hogwarts, in the name of the heir and guardian, I promise you that I will not allow anyone to sully your honor!

At this moment, a soft halo appeared on Harry's body, from silver to blue, from blue to yellow, from yellow to red, and then dissipated.Blaise, who was on the same boat as Harry, had no idea what was going on and just looked at Harry in surprise.Harry didn't explain either, he knew that this was the response and recognition given to him by the four Hogwarts colleges.He just smiled at Blaise and motioned him not to ask for now.And this scene was only a momentary event, and no one else noticed.

"Heads down!" Hagrid yelled as the first boats approached the cliff.Harry didn't bow his head at all, he knew that Hogwarts would not hurt its own master.After the boat had carried them through the ivy tents that covered the face of the cliff, the boat reached the shore.

After disembarking, Hagrid led them up a tunnel in the rock until they finally reached a flat, damp meadow in the shadow of the castle.Harry heard Hagrid find Neville's Rifle and return it to the Longbottom boys, prompting whispers from some of the children.Harry didn't say much, just followed the three friends and quietly climbed up a section of stone steps.Everyone gathered in front of a huge oak door.Hagrid raised one huge fist and knocked three times on the castle gate.

The door opened instantly.Vice-principal McGonagall, dressed in emerald green robes, stood in front of the gate.Professor McGonagall thanked Hagrid with a serious expression, and opened the door to reveal the scenery behind it.The gorgeous dome, the historically heavy stone wall, and the blazing torch lead the freshmen through a luxurious marble staircase leading directly to the upper floor.Then I walked along the stone floor until I was taken to a small empty room at the other end of the hall.

"Come here and gather. You will be sorted soon. Hogwarts has four houses, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Once the house is determined, all of you will Represents the entire college." Professor McGonagall said seriously, Harry has never rejected Professor McGonagall, she is a fair professor, a good teacher, a good dean, and later a good principal.Then, she left a room full of panicked young wizards to leave the small room and walk into the hall—this was also a routine examination.

After Professor McGonagall entered the hall, Draco walked over to Harry and stood up, then asked in a low voice, "Harry, you haven't said which college you want to enter?"

He knew Harry didn't like attention, which was typical of Slytherins.His father had already told him that if his friend entered Gryffindor, he could no longer be friends with him.Thinking of this, Draco couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"No one will know the answer to this until the sorting ceremony is over, will they?" Harry also whispered.

Several teenagers standing not far away looked at Neville Longbottom. Among them, the one standing closest to Longbottom was the red-haired Ron. Harry heard him say: "Neville, Harry Potter Te should be in the same class as us, right? Why hasn't anyone seen him?"

"My mother said that he was dead... killed by the mysterious man's subordinates." A boy with light brown short hair said tremblingly.

Harry had heard someone say he was dead, and looking back, Harry recognized the boy—Seamus Finnigan.After defeating Voldemort, he graduated from Hogwarts. After a long time, I heard that the half-blood wizard went to Muggle University to study for a few years, and I never heard of him again.

When Draco heard someone say that Harry was dead, he couldn't help being furious. Harry was still here, and he was so good, how could someone say he was dead? ——That group must be Gryffindor idiots, or Hufflepuff idiots.

Thinking of this, he wanted to go up and scold a few words.

Heartbeat is action.But Harry tugged at his robe: "Draco, listen, I don't want to be a rare animal surrounded by people."

Little Bojin looked at his friend, the anger in his heart was extinguished when he saw the cold green eyes, and then he showed a smirk——

"As Malfoy, it's necessary for me to say hello to 'one of the saviors,' isn't it?"

The little noble is very satisfied that his friend has stronger self-control than himself, and has the ability to hold him back—this is a friend.Blaise and Pansy wouldn't do this since they were young, they would just protect themselves and then advise themselves afterwards.

Seeing that little platinum had calmed down, Harry nodded with a smile, and then played with his pocket watch while watching the play.

"Harry, you are so rare, Draco is so rare..." Blaise complained under his breath.

"Slytherins are allowed to watch the show, but they won't make a fool of their companions." Harry's light words made Blaise and Pansy deep in thought.

"Are you Neville Longbottom?" Harry heard Draco drawling in aristocratic tones, "I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Then, the name caused Ron Weasley to cough slightly.Draco was immediately offended, so Draco looked at him with half an eyebrow raised: "You think my name is ridiculous, don't you? You don't have to ask me to know who you are. My father told me that Weasley The family has red hair and freckles, and there are too many children to support."

"I've heard about your family, too," said Ron darkly. "Your family are Death Eaters."

"It's better to be a blood traitor since childhood than your family!" Draco said fiercely, and then turned to Neville, who was trembling, "This is the savior...'one'? Longbottom? You know, some Wizarding families are much better than other families, so if you mix with blood traitors like Weasley, you will be affected."

After finishing speaking, Little Platinum turned around and walked towards Harry.

"You..." Ron's face was already the same color as his hair, but before he got angry, Professor McGonagall patted him with a parchment roll and stopped him to the other side.

"Okay, come with me!" He glanced at Ron for some reason, and then led a group of freshmen into the Hogwarts Great Hall.