Hogwarts: The Book of Laws.

"First year, Professor McGonagall!" Hagrid said.

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

She nodded, the wand in her lowered left hand shook slightly, and the heavy oak door suddenly opened wide to both sides!

Revealing a hall that could almost fit the entire house inside!Like Gringotts, the stone walls are surrounded by blazing torches.The ceiling is so high that you can barely see the top.

On the front is a luxurious marble staircase leading directly to the upper floor.

They followed Professor McGonagall along the stone floor.

Arthur heard the buzzing of hundreds of people coming from the door on the right. Students from other grades must have arrived!

But Professor McGonagall took the first years to a small empty room at the other end of the hall.

Everyone rushed in, rubbing shoulders and huddling together, staring nervously at everything around them.

"Welcome to Hogwarts!"

Professor McGonagall looked at the quail-like freshmen below and began a classic lecture:

"The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you go to the restaurant to sit down, you must first determine which college you will enter.

Sorting is an important ceremony because your house is like your home at Hogwarts while you are at school!

You will attend classes with other students in the college, live together in the college dormitories, and spend your free time together in the college common room.

The names of the four houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin!

Each academy has its own glorious history and has produced outstanding wizards and witches.

During your time at Hogwarts, your outstanding performance will earn your house extra points, while any irregularities will cause your house to lose points.

At the end of the year, the college with the highest score receives the College Cup, which is a high honor.

I hope that no matter which college you are assigned to, you can bring glory to the college.Instead of always playing some naughty pranks like some students! "

Her tone became stern towards the end.The little wizards below all swallowed their saliva.

Arthur felt that these words must have come from the Weasley brothers!I don’t know what they were doing on the train, being chased by so many Slytherin students!

"In a few minutes, the sorting ceremony will begin! All teachers and students in the school will be watching the ceremony. I suggest you get your appearance in order!"

Under the scrutiny of Professor McGonagall, some freshmen began to nervously smooth their hair and straighten their collars.

"I'll pick you up when it's ready over there," said Professor McGonagall. "Please keep quiet while you wait."

When she left the room, the freshmen breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Arthur saw the girl who was on the train before.

She also glanced here coldly, and then whispered a few words to a few people around her. Those people also looked here with disdain in their eyes.

Arthur ignored them. Just like Cedric said, these people were destined to go to Slytherin and were not from the same group as him!

"Her name is Clydia Bursted." At this time, Nesta said softly.

"Bosted?"

Arthur suddenly realized that there were really 28 pure-blood families.No wonder he was so rude to Muggle-borns.

Nesta nodded and said, "The Burst family and we used to be distant relatives. She and I often met at banquets. But... we didn't get along happily."

So they were distant relatives, Arthur thought, but that's not surprising.In order to maintain their pure bloodline, these 28 families often marry each other and are more or less related by blood.

Arthur glanced at Nesta and said in a strange tone: "I saw that your posture on the train seemed to be more than just unpleasant. If you were both boys, I'm afraid you would have started fighting!"

"How could it be!" Nesta's face turned red again. She hurriedly lowered her head and said, "You have to be careful, she is very arrogant and has a strong desire for revenge!"

"Don't worry." Arthur said nonchalantly.

A kid of this age can only talk a few rubbish words at most. If he goes too far and dares to say the word "Mudblood", it would be easier to report it directly to Snape!

I believe Professor Snape will teach them a lesson they will never forget!

"Which college do you want to go to?" Arthur asked.

"Ravenclaw. But I'm afraid of being sorted into Slytherin." Nesta replied, "What about you?"

"I want to go to Gryffindor, or..."

Before Arthur could finish speaking, there was a sudden sound. Professor McGonagall returned, and the freshmen who were whispering among each other were instantly awed.

"Now, line up in a single file," Professor McGonagall said quickly, "Follow me."

Arthur and Nesta hurriedly stood in the queue one after another. Professor McGonagall led the freshmen out of the room, walked through the foyer, passed through a double door at the back, and entered the luxurious dining room.

In the restaurant, students from other grades in the college were sitting around four long tables. Thousands of candles floating in the air above the tables illuminated the place magnificently!

Four tables were set with gleaming gold plates and goblets.

There is another long table on the table at the top of the restaurant, which is where the teachers sit.

Arthur glanced up quickly, and sure enough, an old man wearing half-moon glasses, with silver hair and beard, was looking at the approaching freshmen with a smile.

Albus Dumbledore!

Arthur felt that his most distinctive feature was his tall but crooked nose, which had been broken at least twice!

It is said that he was beaten by the same person!

Arthur's eyes continued to move on the teacher's table. The empty seat next to Dumbledore should belong to Professor McGonagall, and next to him were the short Flitwick, the fat Sprout, and the chatty Trelawny. And the greasy prince Snape...

His eyes stopped on an old man wearing a black cloak next to Snape.

The wrinkles on the old man's face were like the contours of his face, as deep as a knife or an axe. His short gray hair stood on end and looked very unpleasant.

Who is this person?I haven’t seen him before. Could he be this year’s Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

I don’t know where Dumbledore got this kind of consumption-oriented profession from.If you want to find someone, look for a young man. It would be unethical to find an old man!Arthur complained secretly in his mind.

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall brought them to the front of the restaurant and asked them to line up in a row facing all the students that Arthur's thoughts came back.

Professor McGonagall waved her wand, conjuring a four-cornered stool in front of them and placing a tattered wizard's hat on it.

Everyone in the restaurant was staring at the hat, and Arthur heard someone in the freshman team whispering:

"What's this old hat for?"

"Who knows? Maybe let us clean it?"

"Then maybe we don't have to go to class, because this old hat will take a year to wash!"

Arthur smiled secretly, what do you know, this is the hat that determines your fate!Look at the pleats and the shape. It’s clearly low-key, luxurious and connotative!Where is it broken?

Professor McGonagall glared hard at the few people who were whispering, and then, a crack appeared on the edge of the hat, like a mouth!

It cleared its throat and started its annual concert like a singer that attracted much attention:

You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge people by their appearance.

...

I'm the magic hat for the Hogwarts test,

Naturally, it is much taller than your hats.

Try it on,

I will tell you which college you should go to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is bravery buried deep in your heart...

You may belong to Hufflepuff, a place where people are honest and loyal...

If you are smart, you may enter the wise Ravenclaw...

Maybe you will also go to Slytherin and make like-minded friends there...

Come wear me!Don’t be afraid! Don’t panic!

...

After singing the song, the audience burst into applause!