Connor's Hogwarts

"The first-year wizards will get off the train first! No need to bring your luggage, the school will send your luggage to your dormitory! The first-year wizards will go first."

The train has arrived at the station, the prefects shouted over and over again in the passage. The four Connors had already changed into wizard robes and followed the crowd out of the car.

"Freshmen, look here! Freshmen, look here! Freshmen, follow me!" shouted a burly figure wearing a coat and carrying a lantern.

Rubeus Hagrid, everyone who has watched Harry Potter knows him. Connor looked at Hagrid's huge body curiously. The hybrid giant was only that big. He didn't know how big the real giant was. And the weather was not cold. Ah, isn't Hagrid hot in such a thick coat?

Hagrid left with the new students. The group walked on the steep path. Hagrid's loud voice shouted: "I am Rubeus Hagrid! The keykeeper and gamekeeper of Hogwarts. Nice to meet you." You, first grade wizards!”

The little wizards whispered and did not dare to speak loudly.

"Where is he taking us?"

"Charlie said we have a test at the beginning of school! He's not going to throw us into the forest, is he?!"

The Weasley brothers grabbed Connor and whispered softly. Connor smiled and didn't answer them. They ran to talk to Digory again.

"Turning this corner, you will soon see Hogwarts for the first time." Hagrid called back.

A black lake suddenly opened up at the end of the narrow path. On the high hillside on the other side of the lake stands a majestic castle with towering spiers and windows twinkling under the stars.

"We're going to take a boat there. Each boat can't have more than four people!" Hagrid said loudly, pointing to a group of small boats moored on the shore.

Connor got into the same boat as the twins and Diggory.

"Are you all aboard?" shouted Hagrid, who was taking a boat each. "Okay... let's go!" A group of small boats immediately sailed forward across the mirror-flat lake.

As the boat moved forward, everyone remained silent and stared at the huge castle high into the sky, their eyes full of yearning. As they approached the cliff on which the castle stood, it seemed to tower above them.

"Look down!" Hagrid shouted as the first boats approached the cliff.

Connor's eyes did not move, but many little wizards lowered their heads. The boat carried them through the ivy curtain covering the front of the cliff, to a hidden cave entrance, and went in.

Then it was discovered that only Hagrid had to bow his head. The little wizards blushed, and the only sound left in the cave was Hagrid's laughter.

They moved along a dark tunnel, seemingly under the castle, and finally arrived at a place similar to an underground dock, where the little wizards disembarked one after another. Climb a set of stone steps and gather in front of a huge oak door.

"Is everyone here?" Hagrid raised a huge fist and knocked on the castle door three times. The door opened, and a tall black-haired witch wearing dark robes stood in front of the door. Connor was a little excited and wanted to run over and hold Mag's thigh now and ask how to cast the transformation spell.

"First year, Professor McGonagall," Hagrid said.

"Thank you, Hagrid. Leave it to me when you get here." Professor McGonagall said, leading the little wizards through the front hall and to a door. Connor heard the messy discussion behind the door and wanted to come. Inside is the auditorium hall.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you go to the restaurant to sit down, you must first confirm which house you are entering. Classification is a It is a very important ceremony, because 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 time together in the common room of the college. Spend your spare time."

"The names of the four houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history. I hope that no matter which house you are assigned to, you will be able to contribute to the house." To win glory.”

"In a few minutes, the sorting ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. I suggest that you tidy up and be energetic while waiting." Professor McGonagall glanced at the group of young wizards in front of her and nodded.

"When the other side is ready, I will come to pick you up. While waiting, I hope you will keep quiet."

Professor McGonagall opened the door and entered the hall. Then the little wizards began to chatter, and Fred said to Connor: "Oh my god, do you want to test your spell-casting ability? I don't even know a few magics!"

George also said: "Connor, save us!"

Connor comforted him with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry, the school will never let us fight with dragons. I think the most it will do is let us deal with giant monsters or Acromantulas or something like that."

After listening to Connor's words, the little wizards became even more frightened, and some of them turned pale with fright. Connor took the opportunity to count the number of young wizards in their current session: one, two, three, four. Emmm, not more, not less, exactly five. ten people.

At this time, a scream suddenly came from the little wizard. It turned out that the ghosts came out. The translucent ghosts passed by in groups. They didn't pay much attention to the little wizards and went straight through the closed door and entered the hall.

But the little wizards were still frightened, and some even started sobbing. Connor's lips curved into a pleasant smile, and just as he was about to lick the fire again, Professor McGonagall was back.

Professor McGonagall looked at the pale little wizards with some confusion and said, "Now, line up in a line and follow me."

The little wizards lined up in a hurry and followed one by one. The first thing they saw when entering the hall was four rows of long tables representing the four academies. An unknown magic was applied to the ceiling of the hall, allowing them to see the stars, and floating objects floating under the stars. Thousands of candles lit up the entire hall.

Professor McGonagall led the little wizards to the teacher's desk. There was a small bench there, and the Sorting Hat was sitting quietly on the bench.

There was silence in the restaurant. Then the hat twisted. A wide slit opened in the brim of the hat, like a mouth - and the hat began to sing a strange song: "Gryffindor favors the past, cowardice is not Gryffindor; Slytherin in the Chamber of Secrets" Strengthening oneself and foresight are for Slytherin; Ravenclaw climbs the ladder of knowledge, and the clever wise men are finally crowned; Hufflepuff, the saintly heart who treats the world, awards the golden cup to the kind sages... I will You choose the right academy, I never make mistakes, created by the four greatest wizards..."

Connor did not listen to the hat singing. He was observing the professors on the teacher's bench to confirm their identities. The old man with the white beard was Dumbledore, the old bat Snape, and the short one was Professor Flitwick.

There are only a dozen seats on the short teacher's bench. It is quite hard for a dozen teachers to teach three to four hundred students. Connor is still thinking wildly, and the Sorting Hat has finished singing over there.

At this time, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in his hand and said: "Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

"Roger Davis"

Connor watched with respect as this pirate-like man (x) boy came out and slowly put on his hat. After a moment, the hat opened its mouth and shouted: "Ravenclaw!"

Then the little wizards were called up one by one.

"Cedric Diggory"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Connor Lake"

Soon, Connor's name was read. When Connor's name rang out, the discussion among the little wizards was obviously much louder. It seemed that Connor was very famous among the little wizards.

Connor picked up the Sorting Hat, put it on slowly, and then heard the Sorting Hat's whisper in his ears: "Hmmmm, interesting, very pure blood, very courageous, kind-hearted, and has a very outstanding character." Talent, where should I assign you?"

Connor had expected the magic of the Sorting Hat, but he still couldn't help but wonder curiously: "How did you rely on the Sorting Hat to judge this?"

"Huh? I am the crystallization of the wisdom of the founders of the four colleges. Advanced magic has been cast on me. Please forgive me for not being able to explain more specifically here. You are the first person in so many years to ask me this during the branching process. Little wizard with questions...that's really interesting, I think I know where you should be assigned."