Together [HP]

Finally the Hogwarts Express slowed down and stopped at the dark Hogsmeade station.

They got off the train, their heads bowed and eyes squinted in the pouring rain.It was raining hard and fast, as if buckets of cold water were being poured over their heads.

"I really hate this rain." Pansy hugged Uranus and wrapped it tightly with a cloak. At this time, they moved a little bit with the flow of people, walked across the dark platform, outside the station, More than 100 carriages pulled by Thestrals were waiting for them.

"Imagine, those freshmen, going to cross the river by boat in this weather. I really think they might fall into the river." Jacqueline said as she climbed into a carriage with Pansy. There were already two people in it. A Ravenclaw student.The door slammed shut, and a moment later, with a violent jolt, the long carriage set off along the path leading to Hogwarts Castle, splashing and splashing along the way.

The carriage passed through the gate with winged boar sculptures on both sides, and drove down the wide driveway, shaking violently due to the strong wind.Leaning against the window, Harry saw Hogwarts getting closer, the many lighted windows gleaming dimly behind thick rain curtains.Their carriage stopped at the foot of the stone steps in front of the two oak gates. At this moment, a flash of lightning cut through the sky, and the people in the front carriage had hurried up the stone steps and ran into the castle.

Pansy and Jacqueline jumped out of the carriage, and ran up the stone steps in three steps at a time. They didn't raise their heads until they entered the cave-like deep hall.Torches were lit in the foyer, and the marble staircase was magnificent.

"My God," said Ron, who was standing at the gate, shaking his head like a big ginger dog and splashing water all over the place. Stop, the lake is about to flood. I'm a drowned chicken, ah!"

A big red balloon filled with water fell from the ceiling and exploded over Ron's head.Ron was drenched in water, muttering in his mouth, stumbled and dodged, and fell on top of Harry next to him.Just then, a second water bomb fell, narrowly missing Hermione, and exploding at Harry's feet.The icy water sprayed over his sneakers and soaked his socks.The people around screamed and pushed each other, all wanting to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.Jacqueline looked up and saw the mischievous Peeves floating twenty feet above them.He was short and wore a hat with bells and an orange bow tie.He took aim again, the muscles of his broad, mischievous face tensed.

"Peves!" cried an angry voice, "Peves, come down!"

Professor McGonagall, Vice-Chancellor and Head of Gryffindor House, burst from the Great Hall.The ground was so wet that she slipped and grabbed Hermione's neck to keep from falling.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Granger!"

"It's all right, Professor!" gasped Hermione, rubbing her throat.

"Peves, come down now!" Professor McGonagall yelled, she straightened her pointed hat and stared up through her square-rimmed glasses.

"I didn't do anything!" Peeves giggled, and threw a water bomb towards Jacqueline and the others. Jacqueline stepped aside quickly, and the girls who were thrown screamed in fright. He rushed into the auditorium, "They're already wet anyway, right? Hey, little boy! Eat me!" He picked up another water bomb and aimed it at a group of second graders who had just entered.

"I'm going to call the Headmaster!" cried Professor McGonagall. "I'm warning you, Peeves."

Peeves stuck out his tongue, threw the last of the water bombs into the air, and whizzed up the marble stairs, giggling wildly.

"Okay, let's go!" Professor McGonagall said sternly to the drenched crowd, "into the auditorium, hurry up!"

Pansy put Uranus on the ground, Jacqueline twisted her cloak with her hands, squeezed out a small puddle of water, then slipped with Pansy across the hall, through the two doors on the right Door.Pansy muttered angrily. The heavy rain had ruined her well-manicured hair, and she pushed the wet hair away from her face with a little disgust.

The auditorium was as splendid as ever, and it had been decorated for the banquet of Xin Xuesi.Hundreds of candles floated above the table, illuminating gold plates and goblets.The four long college tables were already filled with chattering students.There was a fifth table at the top of the auditorium, and the staff sat one by one on one side of the table, facing their students.

It's much warmer here.

Jacqueline and Pansy walked into the hall and sat at the Slytherin table at the end of the hall.At the far end of the table is the ghost of Slytherin house, the Bloody Baron.Barrow's whole body was translucent, pearly white.He was still wearing his blood-stained medieval clothes tonight, and sat there blankly.The Slytherins were careful to avoid him, and no one wanted to annoy the Bloody Baron when he was angry or not, alive or dead.

"Good evening." He nodded reluctantly to Jacqueline and Pansy as they passed him.

"What's the matter?" Pansy said, taking off his moccasin boots and pouring out the water in them, "I really hope they sort them out soon. I can't wait. Now I really understand what it means Cold and hungry."

Jacqueline looked up at the staff table. The teachers were much better than them, because they came by Floo powder, so at least they weren't wet.When Yuna caught Jacqueline's gaze, she nodded.Then he turned his head and whispered to Professor Snape.

The seat next to them was empty.Of course, Hagrid was scrambling across the lake with the first years; Professor McGonagall was probably having the hall floor dried, but there was one seat left, which was presumably for their new Defense Against the Dark Arts class. teacher.Over there is the middle of the table, where the Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, sits.His flowing silver-white hair and beard glistened in the candlelight, and his rich dark green robe was embroidered with stars and moons.The fingertips of Dumbledore's two slender hands touched together, his chin was resting on the fingertips, and his eyes looked up at the ceiling above through the half-moon-shaped lenses, as if lost in thought.Harry cast his gaze to the ceiling too.The ceiling was bewitched to look like the sky outside, and Harry had never seen it so stormy.Black and purple clouds billowed above, and a forked bolt of lightning streaked across the ceiling as another thunderclap sounded outside.

"Who do you think will be our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Pansy said, looking over at the teachers too.

"I don't know." Jacqueline shook her head, shaking the drops of water from her hair, "I hope they serve dinner soon, and then I can go back and take a hot shower, I can hardly feel my feet gone."

"Yeah, hurry up," sighed Pansy next to Jacqueline, "I could eat one of those big ones that Hagrid has."

There were different complaints in the auditorium. Before they noticed, the door of the auditorium opened and everyone fell silent immediately.Professor McGonagall led a long line of first-years to the top of the hall.If the people inside were all drenched, it was nothing compared to these first-year freshmen.They looked as if they had swam from the lake instead of a ferry.They stood in a row along the staff desks, stopped, and faced the whole school.They were all shivering from the cold and nervousness.The only exception is the youngest boy.He had gray-brown hair and was wrapped in what appeared to be Hagrid's moleskin coat.Besides, Jacqueline couldn't think of anyone who had clothes that big.The coat was too big for him, and he looked as if he were under a black circus fur tent.His little face stuck out from above his collar, looking terribly excited.When he stood in a row with his terrified companions, he gave two thumbs up in the direction of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, and mouthed:

"I fell into the lake! Merlin, another Gryffindor student, he thinks this is something to be proud of?" Pansy snorted beside him, "Hurry up, I'm going hungry died."

"How do you know what he's talking about?" Jacqueline looked at Pansy with some differences, "Can you read lips?"

"Most of the news in our family is read by lips." Pan Xi waved his hand, "It's nothing to show off, as long as you know the method and practice hard..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, because at this moment, Professor McGonagall placed a three-legged stool on the ground in front of the new students, and placed a tattered, dirty, and patched wizard hat on the stool.The first-year students stared blankly at it.Others looked at it too.Most of the people touched their bellies, and for a while, the auditorium was silent.Then a slit near the brim opened like a mouth, and suddenly the hat sang:

That was more than 1000 years ago,

I have just been woven into shape,

There were four famous wizards,

Their names survive to this day:

Brave Gryffindor, from the barren swamp,

Fair Ravenclaw, from the peaceful river,

Kind Hufflepuff, from the open valley,

The shrewd Slytherin came from that quagmire.

They share a dream, a wish,

At the same time with a bold plan,

To bring up young wizards,

That's how Hogwarts was founded.

The four great wizards

Each builds his own academy

in the students they teach

Valuable talents vary.

According to Gryffindor, the bravest

deserve the highest reward;

According to Ravenclaw, the most intelligent

always the most promising;

Hufflepuff felt that the hardest working

are most eligible for admission to the Academy;

And the power-hungry Slytherin

I like those ambitious teenagers the most.

The living years of the Four Wizards

Pick out the best students by yourself,

But when they sleep in Jiuquan,

How to pick out the talents among the students?

It was Gryffindor who figured it out,

He took me off his head,

The Big Four have injected me with ideas,

From now on, I will choose and evaluate!

Well, hold me well on the head,

I never looked away,

I want to see your mind,

Find out which academy you belong to!

After the Sorting Hat sang, there was warm applause in the auditorium.

"It reminds me I've missed singing it for two years," Jacqueline said lightly to Pansy as she joined the crowd in clapping.

"Then you haven't missed anything," Pansy said. "Although it's different every year, it's always so out of tune. As a hat, its life must be quite monotonous, isn't it? I guess it spends a lot of time." It took a whole year to come up with the next bad song."

At this moment, Professor McGonagall unfolded a large roll of parchment.

"When I call someone's name, he puts his hat on his head and sits on a stool," she said to the first-year students. "When the hat announces the house, go and sit at the corresponding table."

"Stuart Ackley!"

A boy came forward and could be seen shaking from head to toe.He took the sorting hat, put it on his head, and sat on the stool.

"Ravenclaw!" the Sorting Hat yelled.

Stuart Ackerley took off his hat and hurried to take a seat at the Ravenclaw table, where everyone around the table applauded him.

"Malcolm Bardock!"

"Slytherin!"

There were loud cheers from the Slytherin table.Malfoy was clapping and standing to welcome Bardock as he approached.

"I'm Malfoy." Malfoy said slowly, "Draco Malfoy." He turned to look at Jacqueline, "Be careful, Malcolm, don't With the wrong person."

Malcolm glanced at Jacqueline with a little fear, and moved back.

"Enough, Malfoy." Jacqueline glanced at him and held out her hand. "Jacqueline, Jacqueline Graham."

Malcolm glanced at her, smiled and nodded at her.Jacqueline shrugged and withdrew her outstretched hand.

"Eleanor Branstone!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

"Owen Caldwell!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

"Dennis Creevey!"

Little Dennis Creevey, in Hagrid's coat, was stumbling forward, getting caught in Hagrid's moleskin coat, when Hagrid himself came out of a door behind the staff desk. Sneaked into the auditorium outside the door.Hagrid was twice his average size, at least three times his size, and with his long black hair and beard matted together in a tangled, menacing appearance that often gave the wrong impression.The crack in the brim opened,

"Gryffindor!" said the hat loudly.

Dennis Creevey, beaming with delight, took off his hat, put it back on the stool, and hurried over.At this time, the Gryffindor classmates applauded together.

Emma Dobbs is next.

The sorting ceremony continued, and the male and female freshmen walked towards the three-legged stool one by one with varying degrees of fear on their faces.The team is slowly shrinking, and Professor McGonagall has finished reading the names with the L switch on the list.

"Oh, come on," Pansy moaned, rubbing her stomach. "We were much faster than them back then!"

"You should eat more on the train instead of thinking about how to lose weight." Jacqueline said softly.At this time, Laura Madeleine was assigned to Hufflepuff.

"No matter how much you eat, you never gained weight. Of course you would say that." Pan Xi gave her a blank look, then lowered her voice, "That Bardock, do you want me to check his background?"

"There's no need to worry about someone who just learned his name." Jacqueline flattened her mouth, "What do you think you will eat tonight? Lamb chops, steaks, pork chops or cod steak?"

"Apart from food, can we discuss something else?" Pansy touched her stomach, and her stomach just let out a very appropriate sound, which drew a burst of ridicule from the Slytherins.Then Natalie Macdonald joined the Gryffindor table, and there was another round of applause.

"Did you think that during the World Cup, the person who issued the Dark Mark was caught?"

"Forget it, let's discuss food."

"Graham Pritchard!"

"Slytherin!"

"Ola Quirk!"

"Ravenclaw!"

Finally, the sorting ceremony came to an end with the cries that Kevin Whitby was sorted into Hufflepuff.Professor McGonagall picked up the Sorting Hat and the stool, and took them away.

"It's time." Pansy immediately grabbed the knife and fork, looking eagerly at the golden plate in front of her.

Professor Dumbledore stood up.He looked at all the classmates with a smile, opened his arms and made a welcome gesture.

"I have only two words for you," he said, his voice echoing in the auditorium, "Eat!"

"Merlin, I love this old man to death." Pan Xi called out heartily, and took the chicken leg in front of him without any politeness.