The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Hagrid took them to a room in the castle.

Professor McGonagall is already there.

After Maggie and Hagrid spoke a few words, Hagrid left.

McGonagall briefly said a few words to them and introduced the four colleges.Then she left. Although she said that she didn't want Orlingworth to stay here and talk nonsense, she still didn't say anything because of the school's tradition of being scary for thousands of years.

"Hey, do you know how the ceremony works?" Orlingworth heard some freshmen ask.

And that's when Malfoy stepped forward.

"My father told me how to sort into schools!" Malfoy raised his head proudly.

But when he was about to say something, Orlynworth gave him a meaningful look.

Although he knew that it was impossible for Lucius to tell Malfoy the real way of sorting, but look at him, what if someone really believed him and then didn't believe Orlynworth?

Malfoy received Orlynworth's eyes, froze for a moment, and then reacted.

"Let him talk about the specific content." Malfoy exited the scene honorably.

"Oh, my friends, that son just wanted to say that the sorting ceremony is just one person killing a few fire dragons, it's very simple!" Orlingworth said with a smile.

Behind him, who was about to tell others how the sorting ceremony was going on, Odyssex was also taken aback when he saw his appearance, and then sighed helplessly.

It's really hard to make friends this year...

When Mag came over, he saw a group of people clamoring to go home.

She was a little confused, and then, as if she had realized something, she slowly moved her gaze to...Olynworth.

Orlynworth held back very hard. When his eyes accidentally met Professor McGonagall's, he really couldn't hold back.

"Hahahahahaha~" Orlynworth tried hard to control himself, but laughed louder and louder...

He felt like it was over.

He hastened to cast a spell on himself, so that he could stop laughing.

Mag took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress the breakdown in his heart.

After one or two minutes, Orlingworth walked to the auditorium with a group of freshmen who had accepted Professor McGonagall's explanation with a guilty face.

Dumbledore on the teacher's bench looked at him, blinked mischievously, and gently shook the lemon snow treasure he was holding in his hand.

Orlynworth's eyes lit up, but Dumbledore threw the candy into his mouth and licked his lips with satisfaction after eating.

Oliverth: "..."

If the sorting ceremony is not going on now...

But it's okay, he still has it with him.

Oliver's hand reached into his pocket.

Sure enough, there was one more.

But it's not lemon sorbet, it's...peppermint hard candy.

Orlynworth popped one into his mouth, then stared blankly at the hat.

Soon the battered hat on the chair had finished singing.

He also felt that his ears were useless.

He didn't understand why the Sorting Hat was so obsessed with singing...

Orlynworth looked at the hat thoughtfully.

He decided, he must pour clear water into the hat like a spring...

Otherwise, I am sorry for the image of Hogwarts!

Mainly because it's too dirty...

Soon, Professor McGonagall called him.