[HP] Become a new Hogwarts legend

When Nolen walked into the first-year team, she really couldn't blame Hagrid for thinking she was a first-year student. The third-year student's size only had a slight advantage among them, which made her very frustrated.

She followed the first-year students through the muddy path, got on a boat and floated across the lake. In the same boat was the girl with the strange black book stuffed inside her. She took a few more glances, which made the girl hug her backpack even more vigilantly. She didn't want to get entangled, she just looked away and started to look around.

Something seemed to be swimming with the boat under the water. She watched the ripples on the water surface extend outward. There was a layer of mist on the lake at night. Through the mist, she could see the old castle dancing in the darkness with candlelight. Under the light of the stars and the moon, there is a mysterious mist.

"Look down!" Hagrid shouted as the boat entered the cliff. Everyone lowered their heads, and suddenly a pitiful cry came from the boat in front. A thin boy covered his head and lowered his head. His shoulders were shaking slightly with pain, which caused a burst of laughter from the students, but Nolen clearly saw that it was the same boatman. The boy knocked him on the head.

Damn it, how come I always witness this kind of thing, is this bearable? Nolen secretly drew out his wand and aimed it at the ivy curtain on the cliff. He threw the boys into the water and was the first to jump to the shore amidst their frightened screams.

Arriving at the underground dock, they passed through tunnels and grass. Hagrid counted everyone and gathered them in front of the foyer, handing them over to a serious-looking witch.

"Leave it to you, Professor McGonagall." Hagrid put Nolen, who was walking at the end, into the team, patted her on the shoulder and turned to leave.

"Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall stood in the room next to the auditorium where everyone gathered and began to speak solemnly. "The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you can take your seats in the auditorium, you first need to go to the reception hall. Let me know which college you each entered."

When Professor McGonagall turned around and left, everyone started chatting with the people they had just met around them. She heard three or four versions of the sorting ceremony. Some said that different animals needed to be defeated, and some said that flowers must be made from a hat. , the more outrageous version actually took her eggs from a sleeping fire dragon.

The freshmen outside the auditorium are anxious, and the students in the auditorium are waiting eagerly.

George and Fred banged on the table and began to prepare for their favorite activity every year - betting on the next freshman.

"I bet a dung egg that Hufflepuff will be the most popular." Lee Jordan boldly took out a dung egg and slapped it on the table, which was disgusted by everyone in Gryffindor.

"Everyone knows that Hufflepuff must be the most popular. Change it quickly, brother." Fred took the dung egg into his hand and held Lee Jordan's neck to urge him to change it.

"Fred, George, have you seen Harry and Ron?" Hermione came over, looking for her two friends anxiously.

"Who cares, Hermione?"

"He can always fly back by himself"

The two of them pressed Hermione on the stool next to them. The door opened at this moment, attracting everyone's attention. The freshmen lined up in a row and entered one after another. The red-haired Ginny was particularly conspicuous in the queue. He was waving slightly to his brothers.

"Hey, look at our little sister." Fred almost stood up in excitement and frantically waved to Ginny to indicate that he had reserved a seat for her.

Nolen walked at the end of the team, secretly looking at the entire auditorium with his peripheral vision. Qiu and Mary waved to her from the long table on her left, which was the Ravenclaw table. There were several familiar tables on the leftmost table of the auditorium. The face, no need to guess, is the long table of Slytherin. As for the one on the right - Nolen's eyes were instantly attracted by the red heads gathered together. If they were Gryffindors, then the one on the far right was Hutch. Patch.

The Fred and George he met on the train were twin brothers. Nolen squinted his eyes and looked up and down. It was really harder to tell them apart than his two twin brothers at home. Just as Nolen secretly looked at the Weasley brothers, she suddenly noticed that everyone had become quiet, and everyone's eyes were attracted by a hat placed on a high stool.

No way - really trying to pull something out of a hat?

Immediately afterwards, Nolen's doubts were broken by the hat itself. He grinned a little and sang. Probably because he was relatively far back, Nolen could clearly hear the table closest to her while listening to the hat sing. the sound coming from above.

"Place your bet, place your bet. I'll bet that Ginny will enter Gryffindor with one Gallon. Hermione, will you follow?" Nolen saw the boy with dreadlocks on the train enthusiastically greeting Hermione to follow her and place the bet. , and then was severely disliked by one of the twins.

"Blind bet, I guess the first one is Slytherin's." The other twin directly bet on a Sickle, which attracted everyone on the long table to follow suit.

While Nolan was preoccupied with two things, Professor McGonagall had already begun to call the names. She shouted: "Edmund Foley"

Slytherin was in an uproar. The thin boy who had just touched his head hesitantly walked out of the queue, blushed and ran to a stool to sit down. The hat covered half of his face. He hesitated for nearly a minute, until the boy's teeth He bit his lips until the blood drained out before shouting "Slytherin" loudly.

Gryffindor cheered in victory, which was a disaster compared to Slytherin's sparse applause.

"Oh, a mixed-race" came a voice from nowhere in the queue.

"Colin Creevey!"

A boy with a camera hanging around his neck hurried forward and soon the hat answered "Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor table burst into loud applause, welcoming him to join. The Weasley brothers stood up and shook hands with him. It seemed that they had won the bet again.

"Ginny Weasley!"

Soon it was the turn of the little Weasley girl, and before she could sit on the footstool, her two brothers broke into a small cheer at the Gryffindor table, and were scolded by Professor McGonagall's stern eyes. It just stopped, which obviously made their little sister even more nervous. As expected, the hat shouted "Gryffindor"

"She is indeed our little sister." Ginny trotted all the way to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Hermione, lowering her head and refusing to pay attention to her two noisy brothers.

"Willie Harper!"

Like the previous Slytherin freshmen, he shouted "Slytherin" as soon as the hat touched his hair. The Slytherin table burst into warm applause. Little Malfoy even stood up and shook hands with him. Earning boos from Gryffindor.

"Damn it, I made the wrong bet. He doesn't look Slytherin at all." George pushed a few Sickles into Fred's arms and complained dissatisfied.

"Are you willing to admit defeat?" Fred nudged his brother with his elbow, pointing at Nolen at the end of the team to let him see, "Is that the girl on the train at the end? Bet what college she is from."

George's eyes followed Fred's hand, just in time to break through Nolen's sneak peek. The girl's eyes flickered, and the blush crept up to the tips of her ears.

"A galleons bet, Ravenclaw" as long as it's not Slytherin, George added mentally.

"Merlin, are you crazy?" Fred put his hand on George's shoulder and shook it hard. He couldn't believe that his brother could play such a big game.

"Hey, George, smart people will think she is a Slytherin." Lee Jordan interrupted and said: "Rumors, the last girl transferred from Durmstrang, there are no Muggles there."

This news is indeed very important. George's hand playing with the golden galleons stopped, Fred was holding Silver's hand and was about to move it, and even Hermione was attracted.

"There are already many people following Slytherin. Does anyone else want to follow? Is Hermione coming?"

"No, I" Hermione waved her hands and was about to refuse, but her shoulders were gently pressed, and a crisp voice broke in. Nolan, who was standing aside at some point, smiled in front of everyone's eyes and said, "Can I attend?" She ignored everyone and lowered her head to say hello to Hermione, "See you again, Hermione."

George clenched the gold galleons in his hand fiercely and looked up at Nolen. She ignored everyone and only looked at Hermione. She only said hello to Hermione. Did she only remember their conflict on the train? Fortunately, he was used as a meat pad for her.

"If not, maybe Hermione is willing to place a bet for me." Nolan held a gold galleons between his fingers and placed it in George's hand. He seemed certain to win. "I guess I will come to Gryffindor." "

Not only did she find out in advance that the savior was in Gryffindor, but she always felt that she had made a wish to enter Gryffindor, but did she really say that? Nolen's memory is a little blurry.

"I want to change it. I'm Gryffindor with her." George put the gold galleons in his palm on the table, next to the gold galleons she had just put down. He looked at her with the corner of his eyes and she smiled. It looks really nice, but it's a pity it's facing Hermione.

Nolen raised his eyebrows, as if he was surprised that someone would place a bet with her, or one of the twins. Others seemed surprised too, but soon everyone's attention was focused on the list in Professor McGonagall's hand. After all the names were read, only one person was left.

"Nolen Lynn!"

Nolen straightened his clothes and strode towards the Sorting Hat. The table on the left side of the auditorium became restless again, and even Professor Snape on the teacher's bench cast a strange look.

"Is it really the Lynn family from Northern Europe? It can't be a mixed race, right?"

"How is it possible? She was transferred from Durmstrang"

"A half-blood Foley and a Nordic Lynn, Slytherin will have some fun this year."

Nolen walked towards the high stool and bowed slightly to say hello to Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall nodded and put the hat on her head. Her vision was only the part under the brim of the hat. She suddenly felt like she was being seen through.

"Don't be too nervous." A small voice sounded in her mind, "You are not the first Linn I have met, but the last one was hundreds of years ago. I still remember her. She was very good, Linn. Given the characteristics of your family, maybe you should go to Slytherin, where you can realize the glory of your family."

The corners of Nolen's mouth suddenly dropped, and he thought to himself, "Please, sir, I'm not just a Lynn, I'm still myself."

"Oh, yes, let me take a closer look, um - it's difficult." The small voice said, and Nolen only felt a pair of big hands turning over her thoughts. "You have rare talent and wisdom. This Very suitable for Ravenclaw, but you are not obsessed with academics and are a bit cunning, but you have a kind nature. Slytherin may make you feel restrained, but I think Hufflepuff will tolerate everything about you."

Gryffindor, please.

"Really? Are you sure? Let me see again -" The subtle voice became vicissitudes of life, making Nolen a little restless. "You have courage, courage that is fearless but not reckless. You have a mission." Come back - but it’s difficult, kid, your destiny is fixed, it can’t be changed by a do-over or the sacrifice of many people, if you still fail.”

I will still do it, even if I am predicted to fail before I even start, and I will work hard even until the last moment.

"I'm looking forward to it. I hope your courage and courage can create miracles. Now, I'm pretty sure where you are going - go to Gryffindor to fulfill your mission!"

The sound of the hat echoed in the quiet auditorium. Nolen regained his sight and found that everyone was staring at her, including the teacher at the teacher's desk. Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long, as the Gryffindor table rang. Friendly applause, she saw Hermione waving to her, walked over and sat next to Hermione. Next to Hermione were the Weasley brothers.

"We almost thought you would become a hat-hammer," Hermione explained. "Only people who take more than five minutes to sort will be considered hat-hammer. When I was sorted, the Sorting Hat spent nearly four minutes considering whether I should be sorted." Ravenclaw or Gryffindor, but I finally chose Gryffindor. You must know that this is the house where our Principal Dumbledore is, and Gryffindor is the best."

Nolen smiled awkwardly and did not say the strange things the Sorting Hat said. Soon, Professor McGonagall took the Sorting Hat and left. Dumbledore stood up, looked around with a smile on his face, and introduced the new arrival to everyone. The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is actually Gilderoy Lockhart, the author of that storybook!

He said: "Welcome everyone to come to Hogwarts to start a new journey, enjoy it to the fullest!"

He sat down again, raised his glass and saluted everyone.

The dinner has begun.