Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

"Hannah Abbott!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

Below, at the long Hufflepuff table, the students applauded and welcomed the girl named Hannah to join their house. The fat monk waved to her gently.

"Susan Burns!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

The Sorting Hat shouted again, and then the girl named Susan quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.

"Terry Boot!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Mandy Broghe!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Lavender Brown!"

"Gryffindor!

"Millicent Burst"

"Slytherin!"

Alvin stood in the front row of freshmen. Except for Harry and Ron, no one dared to stand next to him now. The senior students at the nearby long table were also looking at him. Alvin saw the red-haired man who had just questioned him. The boy noticed his gaze and subconsciously wanted to avoid it. Then he seemed to feel a little embarrassed and started to look at Alvin again.

"Um?!"

Aiwen raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened, his red eyes suddenly shrank, and he smiled sternly.

Then he raised his hand, passed his thumb slowly across his neck, and pointed at the red-haired boy.

"Oh... don't be like this, man." Ron was a little embarrassed: "That's my brother, Percy, Percy Weasley..."

"Heh..." Alvin hummed: "For your sake..."

He turned his head and looked directly at a pale boy with light blond hair.

The boy looked at him in horror, and Alvin raised his eyebrows: "Do I know you?"

"Draco Malfoy." Ron gloated: "The man who came to our box in the car just now, but you were not in good condition at that time."

"Ha, I remember..." Ivan smiled playfully, stepped forward, reached out and patted Malfoy's face: "Boy, you are very brave..."

Harry and Ron covered their mouths and laughed. Malfoy was too frightened to move.

Seeing Malfoy's cowardice, Ivan didn't continue to scare him, and turned to look at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore saw Ivan's annoyed gaze, took off his glasses, rubbed his head, feeling a little headache.

After spending more than half a month together, he had already figured out a lot about Ai Wen's character.

If I have to say it, this kid is pretty good in every aspect, but he has a great temper.

Peeves had been nailed to the castle gate for three days because he hit him with a water balloon.

Putting on his glasses again, Dumbledore found that Alvin was still looking at him with a straight face, so Dumbledore had no choice but to turn his head.

"Evan Rustin Darknight!"

Professor McGonagall's voice sounded again, and Ivan finally put down his death gaze on Dumbledore, walked out of the queue, and then sat on the stool calmly.

Professor McGonagall put the sorting hat on his head, and Alvin felt that some fluctuations seemed to be in contact with his spiritual world.

However, that power was only connected with his spiritual will, and did not do any rude prying. It was a very magical kind of magic.

"Oh... let me see, your bravery and fearlessness, your compassion for the weak, your keen insight, and your ambition to pursue power... Haha, kid, you are simply the best embodiment of the spirit and will of Hogwarts. If you really are It’s really difficult to choose a particularly prominent point…”

The voice of the Sorting Hat sounded in Alvin's mind, and Alvin whispered: "Gryffindor."

"Gryffindor? Are you sure?" The Sorting Hat was a little confused: "Well, your character... is indeed a bit wild. Gryffindor is indeed a house that suits you well, so -"

"Gryffindor!!"

The Sorting Hat shouted loudly, the sound echoing throughout the Great Hall.

Immediately afterwards, Ron's red-haired twin brothers shouted long live, stood up and clapped, and Dumbledore also looked at Alvin with appreciation and clapped his hands gently.

To say who was the most unhappy, it was probably Professor McGonagall.

At this time, Professor McGonagall had a straight face and pursed her lips tightly. She felt that the world was too malicious towards her.

She didn't even understand the Weasley twins. Here comes another train wrecker on the first day of school. It doesn't take much to figure out that he is a problem child...

I hope he can stay calm and not cause trouble, at least not cause trouble for me too soon...

Professor McGonagall was thinking, but saw Alvin's footsteps paused, and the tip of his nose wrinkled slightly, as if he was smelling something.

"Mr. Darknight? After the sorting is over, please come and take a seat at the desk of your own dean." Professor McGonagall didn't look very good.

Ivan ignored her, turned around following the smell, and wandered slowly in front of the long table in the classroom.

Finally, under the puzzled gazes of everyone, he came to a male professor with a footband wrapped around his head.

"D...Mr. Darknight, are you...what's the matter?" The male professor looked at Alvin tremblingly and asked stammering, looking timid and afraid of getting into trouble.

In the seat in the middle of the classroom, Dumbledore seemed to realize something and slowly stood up.

"You were the one who attacked me in the Forbidden Forest last time, right?" Ivan smiled solemnly, and the demonic fire formed by the death energy rose up and wrapped around his body. The demonic fire faintly turned into a black dragon, looking up to the sky. roar.

"Professor Quirrell..." Dumbledore looked at the man without any surprise. With a wave of his wand, the nearby teacher was pushed aside by an invisible force, leaving Quirrell alone in the chair.

Chilo's trembling expression had already turned sinister. He looked at Alvin bitterly: "How did you find out?"

"Smell." Ivan's nose twitched slightly: "I smell the smell of your broken soul, just like the forgotten pickles in the corner, stinky."

As he finished speaking, Quirrell screamed in front of him, and his body twitched strangely, as if some unknown force had taken over his body.

Then, under the horrified eyes of the people, he stood up stiffly, his eyes red, and his originally handsome face twisted into a terrifying snake face at some point.

"Evan Lustin Darknight..." 'Qi Luo', who turned into a ferocious snake face, squinted his eyes and looked at Ivan: "Thanks to you, I lost a loyal servant. I am very curious, what are you doing?" Who is he?"

Alvin raised his chin: "Who are you?"

The snake-faced man who occupied Quirrell's body gently held his wand, bowed slightly, and his posture was inexplicably elegant: "I, the great Lord Voldemort——"

Alvin: "I'm your father."

Voldemort: "..."

"Mystery man!"

I don't know who screamed, and the air was quiet for a moment. Then, random screams sounded, and the auditorium suddenly became chaotic.

The students panicked and scrambled to escape from the auditorium.

"quiet!"

Dumbledore's sonorous voice resounded throughout the auditorium, and it had an inexplicable soothing power that made everyone present calm down.

"The prefects of each house will take the students of their respective houses back to the dormitories. The new students who have not been sorted will be led away by the Gryffindor prefects." Dumbledore said with a serious face.

With a wave of the magic wand in his hand, a bright silver light curtain stretched between the teacher's desk and the four long tables.

"But Alvin is still over there!" Hermione shouted among the panicked crowd.

Before Dumbledore could say anything more, there was an explosion.

"Netherworld Dragon's Mountain Collapse Strike!"

"The Sky-Splitting Claw of the Dark Dragon!"

"The Death Hymn of the Dark Dragon!!"

Attacks hit the Iron Armor Curse one after another. Ivan's expression was excited and wild. His fists wrapped in magic fire kept waving, and they struck the Iron Armor Curse with a clanging sound.

"Don't just hide, Demon King -" Ivan punched the Iron Armor Curse with a fist and laughed loudly: "Bring on the arrogance you had when we last met! Where is your Avada? Showme!"

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!" Along with the cold voice, a magic spell flew towards Ivan.

Aiwen raised his hand, and in the shocked eyes of the other party, he slapped away the curse again.

The magic spell hit the wall with sharp light and shattered a stone brick.

"Too weak! He actually fell down twice in the same place. I'm so disappointed..."

Ivan snorted lightly, and the black magic circle lit up in front of him again, with a strange light flashing in his red pupils.

"The secret of dragon slaying - the eye of the dark night."