Soaring at Hogwarts

Ian didn't tell them the sorting process, but seeing how frightened they were, he couldn't bear to scare the two children anymore.

After getting off the Hogwarts Express, Ian looked curiously at Hogsmeade Station. The small platform was suddenly crowded with people, and the surrounding scenery was not very clear in the darkness.

This place is actually on the edge of the Hogwarts grounds, not close to Hogsmeade village, but it is the closest place to Hogsmeade for the little wizard before his third year.

"Ian, show them your skills! Kill those eight-eyed spiders!" Samantha shouted to Ian, and got into the Thestral carriage with a smile.

A group of young wizards exclaimed, and many of them were trembling with fright. Of course, they may have been aroused by the cold air in the night, and they looked at Ian with admiring eyes.

Ron followed closely behind Ian, as did Harry.

"First-year students! First-year students, come here!" Hagrid's loud voice freed Ian from his embarrassment. "Harry, Ian, come here, are you okay?"

The lights emitted a steady orange warm light, and Hagrid's tall figure looked particularly reliable at this time.

"Come on, come with me, are there any first-year freshmen? Be careful under your feet, okay! First-year freshmen come with me!"

Ian followed Hagrid and walked in front.

The path in the Forbidden Forest is narrow and steep, and it seems that it has not been taken care of for a long time. It is full of branches and thorns.Hagrid could cross it in one step, but the little wizard could only crawl around cautiously.

They were all concentrating on walking, and the tense atmosphere had eased a lot.

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

The little wizards raised their heads: "Oh——!"

A black lake suddenly unfolded at the end of the narrow path, reflecting starlight, deep and sparkling, like obsidian ripples with vitality.

On the high hillside on the other side of the lake stands a majestic castle with spiers and windows shining under the starry sky.

The little wizards were like travelers in the wilderness who cheered when they saw the hut.

"No more than four people per boat!" Hagrid shouted, pointing to a group of small boats moored on the shore.Ian got on the boat, followed by Harry and Ron, leaving the last seat for Hermione - who also went ahead.

"All aboard?" Hagrid called, taking the boat all by himself. "Well . . . onward!"

Immediately a fleet of small boats sailed across the glass-flat surface of the lake.Everyone was silent, staring at the huge castle soaring into the sky.As they approached the cliff on which the castle stood, it seemed to tower over them.

"Look down!" Hagrid shouted as the first boats approached the cliff.Everyone lowered their heads, and the boat carried them through the ivy curtain covering the cliff face to the hidden open entrance.

They followed a dark tunnel that seemed to lead beneath the castle, and finally arrived at a place that resembled an underground dock, and then climbed up onto a ground of gravel and pebbles. (Note)

Everyone climbed up a flight of stone steps and gathered in front of a huge oak door. Hagrid knocked on the door three times.

The door opened, and a serious-looking witch appeared in front of everyone.Ian seemed to see a smile on her lips, and it flashed away.

"First-year freshman, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.

"Thank you, Hagrid. Let me pick you up here."

Mag brought the little wizard to the small hall, made some explanations, and then returned to the auditorium.

The little wizards became nervous again. Only Ian was still looking at the surrounding environment, wondering if the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament were also receiving instruction in this small hall - to be honest, he didn't stop to look around along the way. Just like when I first arrived in Diagon Alley.

After a while, Ian looked back.

"Ron, Harry, which college do you want to go to?"

"Gryffindor," Ron replied matter-of-factly, "you know, our whole family is Gryffindor. If I wasn't, I can't even imagine what would happen."

Harry replied dully: "As long as it's not Slytherin."

Hermione muttered something to the side, which Ian recognized as spells from textbooks. The little wizards around her looked desperate.

"Pfft." Ian couldn't help laughing. He thought that Samantha might have been like this back then.

Harry shuddered violently - the vast number of ghosts startled him.

"They are ghosts, a type of spirit," Ian said with interest. "The book says that they are the marks left in the real world by the departed witches and wizards."

Those wizards did not choose to die, but continued to exist as ghosts.

Ian doesn't quite remember how he died in his last life.He sometimes wonders, will he become a ghost when he dies in this life?

A fat monk ghost wearing wrinkled clothes and tight pants nodded to Ian, smiled and said, "Yes, smart little wizard, I think Lady Gray will like you - she is a Ravenclaw." 's resident ghost.

But I still hope you can be sorted into Hufflepuff, I was in that house before. "

Professor McGonagall is back.The ghosts floated, and the fish disappeared through the opposite wall.

"Now, stand in single file," Professor McGonagall said to the first-years, "and follow me."

The little wizard pushed and shoved to stand, but Ian was still at the front.Not being in the first position made the little wizards feel better.

Behind him were Ron and Harry, and Ian could feel Ron shaking.He wanted to comfort them, but it seemed inconvenient - he followed Professor McGonagall and didn't dare to say anything casually.

Walk out of the room, walk through the foyer, and pass through a double door to the grand Great Hall of Hogwarts.The little wizards were sparsely lined up in front of the chairperson's staff table, and now Ian stood at the edge of the queue.

When passing by the Gryffindor table on the far left, Ian saw Samantha waving to him with sharp eyes.

After enjoying the Sorting Hat’s song, next——

"Hannah Abbott!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

Some people went to Hufflepuff, and some went to Ravenclaw. The young wizards were assigned to their respective houses. After Hermione Granger was assigned to Gryffindor, they quickly took turns. Arriving at Ian.

"Ian Heseltine!"

Ian walked to the Sorting Hat, sat on the four-legged stool, and put the broad hat on his head.The loose brim of the hat covered Ian's eyes.

The notebook in the sea of ​​consciousness moved and was quietly opened.

"Let me see, let me see," Ian heard the Sorting Hat whisper, "Smart, very smart, with knowledge and talent, then Raven..."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Sorting Hat!"

"Oh? What's the matter, kid?" the Sorting Hat said kindly, "Don't you want to? I think the environment in Ravenclaw is very suitable for you."

Ian hesitated.

"If it was an hour ago, I might have wanted to go there," Ian said slowly, "But now..."