Settle at Hogwarts

"Next, the person whose name I called, please come forward and put on your hat. It will tell you which academy you should go to."

"Barron Abbott."

"Hufflepuffs!"

"Sirius Black."

When he heard his name being called, Sirius high-fived James next to him before quickly walking onto the stage.

"Oh! There's a Black. So..."

"and many more!"

Sirius covered the Sorting Hat's mouth: "Listen, I'm not like the other Blacks. I want to go to Gryffindor!"

"Gryffindor? Let me see, you do seem to be different, a rebellious little guy."

The Sorting Hat twisted around and broke away from its covered mouth: "Then, I hope your choice is not wrong. Gryffindor!"

.......

"Remus Lupine."

When Minerva read the name, she couldn't help but take another look at the shy-looking child.

Remus stepped forward, took the hat and politely expressed his thanks before sitting on the high stool.

"Well, brave little guy, Gran..."

"Wait, Mr. Hat."

Feeling his mouth being covered again, the Sorting Hat felt a little crazy.

This year’s freshmen all have cat diseases!He covers his mouth at every turn, and his movements are quite skillful. Do you, an antique from a thousand years ago, have no respect for you?

"Mr. Hat, is it okay if I want to go to Slytherin?"

"Slytherin? No no, in my opinion you are more suitable for Gryffindor."

"But, I am a werewolf. I hope to learn potions well with Professor Slughorn. In the future, I can prepare my own wolfsbane potion, or invent something that can treat the sequelae of being bitten by a werewolf."

"This, as long as it is a student of Hogwarts, I believe Slughorn will not refuse."

The Sorting Hat knew very well that Remus Lupine had a wild heart hidden under his gentle appearance.Such a person is really not suitable for Slytherin!

"Gryffindor!"

Lupine forced a smile, put down the sorting hat and sat down at the Gryffindor table.

After James Potter, Peter was sorted into Gryffindor, and Severus also sat at the long Slytherin table.

"Lily Evans."

Lily walked up to the stage and put on her hat, and then she became the person who chatted with the Sorting Hat the longest.

When most of the students became impatient, the Sorting Hat shouted loudly.

"Gryffindor!"

Severus was a little disappointed, but Tabor didn't find it unexpected.

After all, Lily wasn't exactly a good girl, and she was indeed brave enough.

After Minerva put the Sorting Hat away, Tubbo sent a signal for the house elves to bring the food.

"Principal Prince, is this also the result of the house elves' studies during the holidays?"

Tabor looked at the small plate of fried stinky tofu in front of Professor Sprout and said with some uncertainty: "Probably. I don't know what they have learned."

"Oh my God! Is this egg really edible? It's already black."

Professor Freevey's shrill voice soon attracted the attention of all the professors.

Tabor rubbed his forehead and realized that he might have been a little too hasty. No wonder Lin Zhenhua's letter was full of ridicule.

"Don't worry, they are all edible. The black eggs are preserved eggs, and the tofu is called stinky tofu. It smells bad but tastes delicious like durian."

Tabor said, taking a piece of tofu from in front of him and stuffing it into his mouth.

I have to say that house elves are indeed very talented, and they can learn so many things in just a few dozen days.

With Tabor's start, other professors are also looking for food that they are interested in tasting.

Severus watched Lily chatting and laughing with other classmates in Gryffindor, stuffing food into her mouth absentmindedly.He had seen these things on the table when he and his uncle were traveling, so naturally he wouldn't be as fussy as others.

The way Tabor looked at Severus, he followed his line of sight and saw Lily.

At the same time, she also saw a small dish of hairless mice in front of her.

"Holy shit! Which house elf brought this thing up?"

Tabor looked at the writhing little mouse. Although he was a little curious about the taste of this thing, he still felt that it was a little too crazy.

"Lailai, which elf learned from the flower gardener?"

An old house elf suddenly appeared next to Tubo: "Twenty of us all went to the flower garden. There are too many things to learn there. Each elf has learned how to make more than three dishes."

"What's going on with that plate of rat cubs?"

"Mr. Principal, your friend said that it is a local specialty, as unique as the Starry Sky Party."

Tabor felt that his brain began to swell slightly: "Don't make this dish anymore. Rats are fed to owls."

"Yes, Mr. Principal."

"Also, from now on, British meals will be the main focus, and other cuisines will be used as supplements."

"I understand, Mr. Principal."

Tabor reluctantly asked Lailai to go back, already thinking about adding some curses to the letter sent to Lin Zhenhua.

Fortunately, except for the plate on the Gryffindor table, the rest of the food was relatively normal.

However, what surprised Tabor was that there was actually a Gryffindor warrior who ate half of the little mouse.

After most people put down their knives and forks, Tabor stood up and said a few words briefly.This signaled the prefects to lead the freshmen away.

As for singing the school song?

Tabor said that he did not want to be attacked by a group of students with his voice!

"Tub, the Sorting Hat said he wanted to stay at my place."

Minerva raised the tip of her hat and looked at the principal with a strange expression.

"Really? Then leave it to you. You will still be in charge of the branch when the next semester starts."

Tabor waved his hand carelessly. Anyway, the Sword of Gryffindor in the hat had long been placed in the cabinet in the principal's office.

"Also, you forgot to let the students sing the school song."

"I haven't forgotten it, but I don't want Dumbledore's singing style.

While it may sound cool to be able to pick any tune you like, all the tunes mixed together will just create noise.And singing the school song at the opening dinner is not compulsory. "

Minerva did not refute, she knew very well who was in charge of Hogwarts now, and there was no need to argue on such an unimportant matter.

"I will post the lyrics on the bulletin board and let the little wizards choose. Then the tune that is selected the most often will be the tune of the school song."

Minerva nodded. To be fair, she thought this school song would sound better.