After the Sorting Hat finished singing, there was warm applause in the auditorium.Orlando gave him a few symbolic slaps. The freshmen didn't know why, but they also slapped him.

"Hi, Orlando, long time no see." At this time Hagrid came over and sat next to Orlando.

"Hey Hagrid, can you help me?" Orlando pulled out his wand and cast a drying spell on him.

"Thank you so much. The weather is really bad. I really hope the dinner starts early. I can't wait."

"Me too."

The two chatted quietly for a few words.

At this time, Professor McGonagall unfolded a large roll of parchment.

"When I call someone's name, he puts his hat on his head and sits on a stool," she told the first-year students. "When the hat announces the house, he goes and sits at the appropriate table."

"Stuart Ackley!"

A boy stepped forward and it could be seen that he was shaking from head to toe.He picked up the sorting hat, put it on his head, and sat on the stool.

"Ravenclaw!" the Sorting Hat yelled.

Stuart Ackley took off his hat and hurried to a seat at the Ravenclaw table, where everyone at the table welcomed him with applause.

Orlando accidentally caught a glimpse of Harry staring intently at Ravenclaw's Seeker Qiu Zhang. Ron was whispering something in his ear, but Harry didn't seem to listen at all.

Seeing Orlando looking this way, Hermione waved to him.

The sorting ceremony was still going on. Orlando was bored and started to look around. When Professor McGonagall called out the name "Dennis Creevey", the little boy wearing Hagrid's coat excitedly walked towards the Sorting Hat. Don't forget to turn around and give Orlando a thumbs up.

"Gryffindor!" said the hat loudly.

Dennis Creevey, his face beaming with joy, took off his hat, laid it back on the stool, and hurried over to sit down with his brother.

The Sorting Ceremony ended with the cry that Kevin Whitby was sorted into Hufflepuff.Professor McGonagall picked up the Sorting Hat and the stool and took them away.

Professor Dumbledore stood up, looked at all his classmates with a smile, and opened his arms in a welcoming gesture.

"I only have two words to say to you," he said, his rich voice echoing in the auditorium, "Eat!"

The empty plate in front of me was quickly filled with food. The advantage of sitting at the teacher's bench is that the seat is wide enough and the table is big enough. The food in front of me is all my own, so I don't have to worry about eating too much and not being eaten by others.

Orlando quickly entered the food-eater mode and started eating. The freshmen were obviously very interested in this young and outrageous "professor". They asked around and gave Orlando advice from time to time, while the old students pretended to be... With a strange look, he showed off Orlando's past achievements.

The heavy rain was still pounding heavily against the high, dark windows.Another burst of thunder exploded, rattling the glass windows, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the hazy ceiling, illuminating the golden plate. The remaining first food on the plate disappeared, and in the blink of an eye it was filled with desserts. .

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Orlando finished the last dessert and drank a cup of milk tea. Only then did he feel full.

Finally, the desserts were cleared away, and the last remaining crumbs disappeared from the plate, which became clean and shiny again.At this time, Albus Dumbledore stood up again, and the buzzing voices in the hall suddenly stopped, and only the pounding of the strong wind and heavy rain could be heard.

"Okay! Children!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Now that we have eaten and drank enough, I must ask everyone's attention again, and I want to make a few announcements."

"Mr. Filch, the school administrator, would like me to tell you that this year, there are several more items banned in the castle. They are screaming balls, toothed flying saucers and combo boomerangs. The entire list includes approximately 430 seven The item can be seen on Mr. Filch’s office door, and those who are interested can check it out.”

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times.Then he continued: "As before, I would like to remind everyone that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest on the other side of the venue, and in Hogsmeade, students below the third grade are not allowed to visit."

"In addition, I would like to inform you with great regret that the College Cup Quidditch Tournament will not be held this year."

"what?"

"Cancel Quidditch?"

The students were instantly excited. They didn't understand why Dumbledore suddenly announced this decision. Many people looked at him with their mouths wide open. Orlando noticed that Harry spilled the tea on Ron because he was so shocked, and Ron was so surprised. There is no sense in this.

Dumbledore seemed to have expected this situation. He added a "loud voice" technique to himself, "This is because a large-scale event will start in October and last throughout the school year, occupying a lot of teachers' time." Time and effort - but I'm sure you'll all have a lot of fun doing it. I'm very pleased to announce that this year at Hogwarts -."

He was interrupted mid-sentence, and with a deafening thunder, the door of the auditorium was slammed open.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black traveling cloak.Everyone in the auditorium turned to look at the stranger.Suddenly a fork-shaped lightning flashed across the ceiling, illuminating his face as if carved on a piece of rotten wood. Every inch of skin on his face seemed to be scarred, his mouth was like a large crooked hole, and his nose should be bulging. The place has disappeared.

The most terrifying thing about this man is his eyes.One of his eyes is small, black, and shiny; the other eye is large, round like a coin, and it is a vivid bright blue.

The blue eye kept moving without blinking, turning up, down, left, and right, completely unrelated to the normal eye--later, the blue eye rolled over and penetrated into the man's head. , everyone can only see a big white eyeball.

This was the first time Orlando saw such a strange person, and he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Regarding this impostor, Orlando was not prepared to expose him immediately. After all, the identity of the time traveler was his biggest secret, and he did not want to be exposed because of it. As long as "Little Crouch" knew the facts and did not provoke him, he would not take the initiative to expose him. of his identity.

Crouch Jr., disguised as Moody, walked up to Dumbledore and held out a hand, which was as scarred as his face.Dumbledore shook hands with him and whispered a few words. Orlando was far away and didn't pay attention, so he didn't hear what was said clearly.Dumbledore seemed to be asking him something. "Little Crouch" shook his head without a smile and answered in a lowered voice.Dumbledore nodded and motioned for the man to take an empty seat to his right.

"Little Crouch" sat down, shook his head, shook his long gray hair away from his face, then pulled a plate of sausages, raised it to his incomplete nose and smelled it.He took a knife from his pocket, poked the end of a sausage in, and ate it.His normal eye was focused on the sausage, but his blue eye was still moving around in its socket, looking at the auditorium and his classmates.

"Allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," Dumbledore broke the silence cheerfully, "Professor Moody."

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