Be an Idol at Hogwarts

The result was beyond Ron's expectation. The hat almost touched his red hair and he shouted "Gryffindor!"

Ron suspected that this was a secret operation. Maybe his father, Arthur, had been hiding it from him. In fact, he was also a member of the school board. In this case, it would be understandable for the Sorting Hat to make a decision so quickly.

This is all Arthur's evil plan, he plans to make Gryffindor separated at the Burrow!

Before he takes off his hat, the Sorting Hat invites him to participate in the creation of his sorting song for next year.

After finalizing the lyrics and adding two advertisements, Ron happily put the Sorting Hat back on the chair.

Ron came to the long Gryffindor table amid applause and cheers from everyone in Gryffindor. Fred and George were just about to pull him over when they saw him sitting directly next to Hermione.

Hermione blushed a little, and the other seniors were a little jealous.

After the last little wizard was sorted, Dumbledore stood up. He looked at the students with a smile on his face and stretched out his arms to them.

Nothing seemed to make him happier than seeing the students gathered together.

"Welcome!" he said, "Welcome to the new school year at Hogwarts!"

"Before we start the dinner, I want to say a few words: Idiot! Cry! Residue! Screw it!"

"Thank you."

After that he sat down again and everyone clapped and cheered.

The empty plates on the four long tables were suddenly filled with food magically.

Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding...

Everyone ate happily, only Neville looked a little nervous sitting on the bench.

It started when he came into the Great Hall and saw Dumbledore in his white robes.

Ron really didn't lie to himself, Gandalf the White Robe Wizard, oh, no, Dumbledore the White Robe Wizard was real.

Should I go to Professor Dumbledore and ask what if he asked me to destroy the Lord of the Rings?

Where are the volcanoes in England?Who will be with me? Oh, Ron is so kind and will definitely help me.

Neville thought and looked at Ron. He saw Ron helping Hermione get pudding. He looked at his figure and then at his own.

Well, I need to lose weight, otherwise Ron won't be able to carry me.

Neville ate his dinner one bite at a time, feeling very worried.

Ron didn't expect this little fat guy to have so many mental activities. He was eating happily, Harry was curiously chatting with the almost headless Nick, and Hermione glanced at him from time to time next to Ron.

After the main meal was finished, the plate was as clean as new, and soon dessert appeared again.

Harry was eating dessert and looked at the teacher's table, wanting to see what the teachers who would teach him magic would look like in the future, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the scar on his forehead.

He saw a teacher looking at him, with complicated emotions in his eyes. After a while, he stopped looking at him, and the pain disappeared.

After he asked Percy who the teacher with long black hair and a hooked nose was, he stopped eating dessert and seemed a little worried.

Only Ron was still eating happily.

The elf's cooking skills are pretty good. When the time comes, we can get Dobby over. Such good employees cannot be wasted.

After finishing the dessert, everything disappeared.

Dumbledore stood up, the restaurant returned to silence, and everyone looked at him.

"Now that everyone is full, I want to say a few more words to everyone."

"At the beginning of the semester, I would like to put forward some precautions to everyone. First-year students, please note that students are prohibited from entering the Forbidden Forest near the castle. Some senior students should also keep this in mind."

Dumbledore glanced towards the Weasley brothers.

"Besides, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to use magic in the hallway between classes."

"The Quidditch test will be held in the second week. Students who want to represent their college should register with Ms. Hodge."

"Finally, I must warn you, if you don't want to die tragically, please don't go to the third floor corridor on the right!"

Ding, the main line is released, please go to the corridor on the third floor.

Of course Ron didn't have a system, but he knew he had to take Harry there, otherwise Dumbledore's plan might change.

If even the first level is stuck there, wouldn't Professor Quirrell have to wait there all night?

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!"

Dumbledore picked up his wand and waved it gently. A long golden ribbon floated out of the wand and rose high to the top of the table. The ribbon coiled out words like a snake.

"Everyone chooses the tune he likes." Dumbledore said, "Get ready and sing!"

Then all the teachers and students sang loudly:

Hogwarts, please teach us, no matter...

Ron didn't take out his instruments to score music anymore, he was over his addiction today.

After everyone finished singing, only the Weasley brothers continued to sing with the slow melody of "The Wedding March".

Dumbledore directed the last two lines for them both with his wand, and when they finished singing, he applauded loudly.

After Dumbledore sighed for a while, the students from each college followed the prefects out of the Great Hall and returned to their respective residences.

The group of people followed Percy through the corridors and stairs, and the portraits on both sides looked at them and talked about them.

There is also a knight leading the way for them in the painting.

They met Peeves on the road, but Ron was disappointed. He thought Peeves would look like Ghoststone.

Peeves is different from other ghosts. He can touch real objects. At first, Ron thought that Peeves might be a Pokémon, but at first he saw that it was a dwarf with black eyes and a big mouth. There was nothing wrong with it at all. It doesn’t look good. If there really was such a Pokémon, the children would probably cry and turn off the TV.

After being threatened with parental words by Percy, Peeves stuck out his tongue, made a face and ran away.

Everyone continued to follow Percy through some secret passages and arrived at the door of the Gryffindor lounge.

On the wall hangs a portrait of a fat lady wearing a pink silk skirt.

"Password." asked the fat lady.

"Dragon blood."

After Percy answered, the painting flipped forward, revealing a door on the wall behind it.

When Harry entered, he found a large, warm and comfortable round room filled with soft-looking sofas and a burning fireplace. This was the Gryffindor lounge.

Percy took the boys and girls to the dormitory door in batches, and the little wizards went to find their own dormitories.

The decoration in the dormitory was similar to that in the hall, with four four-poster beds hung with dark red velvet curtains. Their luggage had been sent over. Everyone was a little tired after a day of running around, so they all fell asleep after changing into pajamas.