Ashes of Hogwarts

"It's natural for me to fall into the world. I am a carefree fairy in the sky. I don't care about the world..."

Humming a little tune, Ash shook his head and slowly walked towards Hogwarts.

The last day of August is a heartbreaking day for countless children, but little wizards are certainly not included.

Three days ago, Ash asked Dumbledore for the royal weapon. As he suspected, the lit royal weapon could indeed open the way to the Fire Sacrifice.

Theoretically speaking, Ashes can travel across time and space through the Royal Artifact, but linking to the Harry Potter world is beyond his knowledge.

Of course, Ash was too lazy to think too much. The purpose of his return was simple, to purchase goods.

Just exercise, how can you do it without weights?

He just walked around the high wall twice to gather the necessary equipment.Thirty broad swords and thirty long swords are enough.

He also chatted with the fire prevention girl.

She was obviously a little surprised when she heard that Ash had found a world that could exist forever without the need for fire.

After another sweep of the royal city, this time to buy souvenirs from the Black Soul World, Ash and a few of his only friends got drunk.

He got up on time when the sun rose the next day, smiled and said goodbye to the fireproof woman who seemed to be watching him forever, and Ash disappeared into the firelight.

He made a promise to the young lady that he would take her out of this world after he settled down.No matter what, the fireproof girl is the one who accompanies him in his own reincarnation.

As for boxing champion Andre and the old lady whose ashes are mixed with rice...

Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning.

"Goodbye, Lord Ashes, may you find a haven of rest."

The fire-passing sacrificial site fell silent again.

……

The Hogwarts Express is particularly slow.

As far as Ash, who has experienced the high-speed rail era, the speed of this old train is too slow, it leaves the station at noon and arrives at the station very late at night. This directly leads to Ash, who misestimates the time and arrives early, and is captured by Professor McGonagall.

When he entered the auditorium, Professor McGonagall was directing the house elves to make arrangements.She held a thick stack of parchment in her hand, and Ash could guarantee that Professor McGonagall would be the busiest today.

"Oh, Professor Losric, you came so early." Professor McGonagall was a little surprised.

She took out a piece of parchment from a thick stack of parchment and handed it to Ash, "There will be a special event for the ghosts tonight. Could you please come over? Just give this piece of paper to Sir Nicholas. He will Will know how to do it.”

Ash naturally agreed, although strictly speaking he was not familiar with Hogwarts.

Soon, night falls.

Ash put on a brand new robe that had just been made in his office. He pinned a Sun Warrior badge on his chest and became a helpful Sun Brother.

"Praise the sun!"

For the first time, Ash felt that this line was very convincing.

"Hello, Professor Losric."

A slightly nervous shout came from behind Ash. The person smelled like garlic and had a scarf wrapped around his head to imitate Qiao Feng.

I hate garlic.Ash thought.

The person coming was none other than Voldemort's mount, Quirrell.

He came over with a familiarity, like meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"Hello, Professor Quirrell."

After shaking hands with his mount, Quirrell's expression changed slightly and he took out his hand without leaving any trace.

"The opening ceremony is about to start. I'm really nervous. Look at me, I almost want to go to the toilet."

A poor excuse. Looking at Quirrell running away, Ash almost laughed out loud.

Even Voldemort's poor soul dared to approach him, the hunter of the king's soul. He was so impatient that Ash could even feel Voldemort's soaring resentment.

When Ash arrived at the venue, the opening ceremony was about to begin.

The auditorium was decorated very luxuriously, a decoration unique to the wizarding world.Candles floated in mid-air and illuminated the entire auditorium.The walls are decorated with exquisite reliefs carved from marble.Four large tables tens of meters long were already filled with students, with goblets and golden plates neatly placed on the seats.

Ash's seat is at the top of the auditorium, where the professors sit.

Opening ceremonies are always boring—for professors.Relatively speaking, the little wizard who has been holding back his magic for the whole holiday should enjoy the start of school more than the professor.

Soon, the annual sorting ceremony will begin.The professors finally became interested.

The silly first-year students, led by Professor McGonagall, lined up and stood in front of all the senior students.Their expressions were stiff and tense.

Ash even saw Emma Watson, who was looking at the ceiling nervously, not knowing what she was saying.

It seems that in some aspects, the world is more biased towards movies.

Professor McGonagall took a four-cornered stool and placed it in front of the first-year students, and placed a worn and old wizard's hat on the stool.

Ash swore that even Carolla's old hat was better than this.

There was silence in the auditorium, then the hat twisted, it split wide, and it looked like it had a mouth, and it began to sing.

Ash took a sip of water and silently used silent earplugs without a wand.

"Does it look like this every year?"

Ash asked Professor McGonagall silently, who also made a small gesture. Just look at the shape of his mouth, and no one could hear him anyway.

Professor McGonagall nodded slightly.

On the contrary, Dumbledore smiled cheerfully, and it seemed that he enjoyed the atmosphere.

When the song ended, people on the five long tables applauded enthusiastically, and the Sorting Hat also bowed to the surroundings amid the applause.

Professor McGonagall took two steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in her hand.

"Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting," she said.

"Hannah Abbott!"

Tell me loudly, what is made of iron?

The sound of Mr. Andre working at work appeared inexplicably in his ears, and Ash quickly covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing.

"Hufflepuffs!"

……

Just like in my memory, everything went according to normal procedures.The Iron Triangle entered Gryffindor as usual, no one was left, and no one was missing.

After the last freshman was sorted into Slytherin, Dumbledore stood up from his seat.

"Welcome! New and old students of Hogwarts, welcome to the new school year!"

The noisy discussion in the auditorium gradually subsided, and everyone turned their attention to Dumbledore. He smiled and said: "In the new year, I would like to introduce two new members, Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts: Quilinus Quirrell; and the new course added this year, the professor of the wizard close defense course: Ash Lothric!"

Led by the professors, warm applause erupted in the auditorium.

After standing up to respond to everyone's enthusiasm, Ash suddenly wanted to give a gift to the people here who welcomed him.

So he took out the Youershika Holy Bell.

Under the melodious ringtone, a huge light array exuding warmth enveloped the entire auditorium with Ash as the center.

Miracle: Sunlight Healing.