HP Magic Biography

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What will happen next, presumably everyone present is a bit uncertain.

As a repertoire, the Hogwarts school song is naturally indispensable, especially if the Sorting Hat can still make a sound.

The teachers and students of the whole school waited with bated breath. Then the slit at the edge of the hat opened like a mouth, and the Sorting Hat sang:

old when i was new

hogwarts just opened

founder of the noble school

Although never separated:

come together for a common goal

they have exactly the same ideals

That's creating the best wizarding school in the world

and come together to build and teach based on what they have learned

The four friends decided to separate from each other and thought they would be separated

Where can I find such a friend?

Slytherin or Gryffindor?

Unless it's twins like Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw?

So why is it so wrong?

Why do friends fail?

Why am I able to speak here?

The whole sorry, sad story.

We only teach those whose ancestry is the purest, said Slytherin.

Ravenclaw said: We teach only those who are wisest.

Gryffindor said: We only teach the bravest.

Hufflepuff said: I teach everyone, and I treat everyone equally.

When first revealed, these differences caused skirmishes, with each creator having a floor to admit whoever they were happy with.

For example, Slytherin only records pure blood and looks like him.

The most cunning and those with the best minds were all given to Ravenclaw.

The bravest and most daring must go to Gryffindor.

Hufflepuff is an excellent college, and the rest of the colleges will do their best to teach students.

This is the strong and true friendship between the Academy and its founders.

Hogwarts is really harmonious and happy for several years, they quarreled violently and revealed each other's faults without mercy. Conflict, and finally on the third day Slytherin left.

Although fighting has died out, it leaves us with big problems.

If there is no fourth ancestor, how can this house fit? They once figured out how, so the sorting hat is here, you all know the total score, I put you into the college, because this is my job... But this year I walked away and leaned in Listen to my song, even though I am blamed by you, I still worry about this song.

Even though I have to write new songs every year to complete the task, I still don't know how to divide it, maybe I will be scared in the end.

Read the signature knowing the danger, the warning of history is in sight, Hogwarts is in crisis, the sworn enemy from outside, we must unite, otherwise the inside will collapse I must tell you, I must warn you. Classification begins now.

The hall erupted in cheers when the Sorting Hat went still again, although this was the first time in Fan Lin's memory that the Sorting Hat's song had been mixed with complaints and rumors.

All the people in the hall were exchanging views with those sitting next to them, and Fan Lin clapped his hands like everyone else. He was very clear about what everyone was talking about. It can be said that he knew more details, including Harry. Yes, about Voldemort, or about Reaper?

Harry obviously also noticed the difference, probably because of experience, which made Harry very sensitive to these things.

It's a little different this year, isn't it? Ron raised his eyebrows.

You're so right, said Harry, nodding, agreeing with Ron's words.

The Sorting Hat is usually self-limiting, describing only the different qualities of the four houses and its own role in the classification. Harry never remembered it advising the school before sorting.

I wonder if it warned before? Hermione sounded a little nervous.

Yes, indeed, Sir Nicholas leaned over to talk to Neville, (Neville kept shrinking back, because it was indeed very uncomfortable for a ghost to talk to you at close range.)

Whenever it feels it does, it does its honorable duty to warn the school.

The Sorting Hat was left behind by the four founders. It can be said that they worked together. According to the original standards, each of them could not be weaker than Dumbledore. This is the lowest estimate. Fan Lin looked at the Sorting Hat and said, Just relying on a little magic power at the beginning, it has lasted for at least a thousand years.

Professor McGonagall was reading out the first-year list, which gradually reduced the number of people discussing quietly.

Sir Nicholas made an obvious silencing motion, and sat stiffly until the whispering had ceased altogether.

As the last complaining student from the four tables stopped, Professor McGonagall looked down at the long piece of parchment and called out the first name.

Abercroby, Euan.

It was the terrifyingly long boy Harry had noticed earlier, and he stepped forward hesitantly and put the Sorting Hat on his head; on the shoulders. The Sorting Hat considered for a few seconds before the rift opened again and called, Gryffindor!

Harry clapped along with the rest of the old Gryffindors as the boy walked up to the Gryffindor table and sat down, the boy looking as if he wished there was a hole in the floor for him to slip into and never wanted to lift again. stand up.

Slowly, the long line of first-year freshmen decreased.

Between the reading of names and the decision made by the Sorting Hat, several people could clearly hear Ron's stomach growling loudly.

In the end, Zeller, Ross was sorted into Hufflepuff.

Then when Professor Dumbledore stood up, Professor McGonagall put away the Sorting Hat and stool and took them away.

No matter how much Harry felt bitter about his headmaster lately, it was comforting to Harry in a way to have Dumbledore in front of everyone.

Thinking back on Hagrid's absence and the presence of those savage Nighties, Harry felt that his long-envisioned return to Hogwarts was full of unexpected and strange events, as written in a familiar song.

But for now, at least, things are going according to plan: their headmaster addresses the students before the commencement banquet.

To our newcomers, said Dumbledore in a loud voice, his arms outstretched and a smile of delight on his face, you are welcome. To our old ones— Welcome back! There was supposed to be a speech time, but now there is no more! Let's go!

As Dumbledore sat down gracefully and swung his long beard over his shoulders to keep it from falling onto his plate, the hall erupted in admiring laughter, and a loud cheer - now that the food had arrived Already, so the five tables were feasting on pies, assorted vegetables, bread, sauces and mugs of pumpkin juice.

Great, said Ron, moaning wistfully in his voice, grabbing the food from the nearest plate and beginning to pile it on, as Nearly Headless Nick looked at him with another wistful look. he.

What did you say before sorting? Hermione asked the ghost. About the hat warning?

Oh, yes, Nick said, looking pleased to have a reason to turn his back on Ron, who was gobbling baked potatoes with almost insane frenzy. Yes, I've heard the Sorting Hat warn several times before, usually when it perceives a long-term and great danger in the school. Of course, its advice is always the same: unite and Be strong on the inside.