citrus hogwarts

Kate took out her wand and cast her the Warming Charm, which housewives use to keep dishes warm.

Now it's used on Hermione, and it seems to be pretty good.

Feeling as if some kind of heat had been applied to her body, Hermione cheered up and shook her hand firmly.

The two followed Hagrid who was holding a lamp in the distance and walked among the crowd. After finally crossing the path, there was a black lake at the end.

On the high hillside on the other side of the lake stands a majestic castle with spiers and windows shining under the starry sky.

"No more than four in each boat!" Hagrid yelled, pointing to a fleet of small boats moored to the shore.

Kate and Hermione got on the same boat, of course, and Neville, who was with them, got on the same boat.

What surprised Kate was that Pansy, who had followed Malfoy just now, also sat up.

She wanted to ask why the other party didn't go to Malfoy's boat, but felt that she didn't seem to be familiar with her, so she gave up.

Being on the surface of the lake, the humidity became heavier, and Kate saw the slightly stiff faces of Neville and Pansy who were on the same boat.

Although she really wanted to pretend not to see it, the nature of human beings to protect cubs forced her to cast a warming spell on the two of them with concern.

"Thank you, Kate." Neville, being a good boy, thanked her generously.

As for Pansy, her little face had regained a lot of rosiness, but her complexion looked troubled.

It seems that he is still thinking about what happened in the carriage before.

Kate also pretended not to see it, and turned her head to look at the mysterious castle that was getting closer and closer together with Hermione.

They followed a dark tunnel that seemed to go beneath the castle, and at last they came to what looked like an underground pier, and then climbed up a patch of gravel and small pebbles.

The students disembarked and climbed up a tunnel in the rock under the light of Hagrid's lantern, until at last they reached a flat, wet meadow in the shadow of the castle.

They climbed a flight of stone steps and gathered in front of a huge oaken door.

Hagrid knocked, and the door swung open, revealing a tall dark-haired witch in emerald green robes.

"First year, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.

"Thank you, Hagrid. Leave it to me when you get here." Professor McGonagall nodded and opened the door wide.

The freshmen followed Professor McGonagall along the stone floor to a small empty room at the other end of the hall.

Everyone rushed in, rubbing shoulders and huddling together, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Immediately afterwards, McGonagall introduced the four houses of Hogwarts, and asked them to wait here before leaving the room by himself.

The only adult present left, and the young wizards who were still quiet just now began to whisper.

"Which house do you want to go to, Kate?" Hermione asked the question for the third time today.

"What about you?" The matter was already at stake, and Kate didn't want to hide it from her anymore, "I heard that the Sorting Hat will classify people according to their characteristics."

Hermione's eyes lit up: "So, will we all enter Ravenclaw? I heard that the students there love studying the most."

"Don't you love studying in other colleges?" Kate shook her head amusedly, "Maybe, you will be assigned to several other colleges?"

Hermione tilted her head thoughtfully: "Then I hope to get into Gryffindor. I heard that even Dumbledore graduated from there."

"Well, Gryffindor, it's a nice place to go..."

Kate murmured, looking at the two whispering boys standing behind her: "Hey, are you also discussing which college you want to go to?"

Suddenly called by her, the black-haired boy with glasses and the red-haired freckled boy froze.

"My name is Harry Potter, how about you?" Harry greeted first.

The red-haired boy on the side also muttered, "I'm Ron Weasley."

Hermione's eyes lit up when she heard it: "Harry Potter? Is it really you? I know everything about you!"

"Kate bought me a few reference books, Modern History of Magic, The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic, and Important Magical Events in the [-]th Century. You are mentioned in these books."

"Mention of me?" Harry looked at her in surprise. "I've never heard of it."

Seeing the live textbook case, Hermione was eager to talk to him, but Kate pulled her back just in time.

"Let's get to know each other slowly after you are sorted into houses."

Ron on the side looked at her strangely: "So, you want to go to Gryffindor too? I don't know your names..."

"Kate Safik, this is Hermione Granger."

Ron frowned, as if recalling something: "Safik? Is it the Safik who has disappeared for nearly ten years?"

He looked Kate up and down, "I remember Dad said before that the pure-blooded Safik family died at the hands of mysterious people."

As soon as the words came out, the little wizards around who were still chatting with each other looked at him, and the girl whose whole family died in his words.

Kate calmly glanced around with curiosity or pity.

Before she could speak, Hermione beside her stood in front of her: "Student Weasley, don't you think your words are very rude?"

Ron was speechless: "I... I'm just stating the facts!"

"Even if it's a fact, you don't need to tell it!" Hermione put on an offensive look like an old hen protecting her cubs.

On the other hand, Harry hurried forward to smooth things over: "Don't talk about it, everyone is a student of the same school."

As he said that, he stepped forward again and stretched out his hand to Kate with a look of embarrassment: "Sorry, my family members also died at the hands of the Dark Lord, so I think..."

Kate looked down at the hand he extended, and smiled slightly: "Before Mr. Savior apologizes, you should take care of your companion first."

She had nothing against the original Iron Triangle, but the youngest son of the Weasley family was indeed too outspoken.

"Everyone!" Professor McGonagall just came back, "Now, stand in a single file and follow me!"

Kate took Hermione's hand, turned and followed Professor McGonagall to the auditorium.

Behind them, Harry patted Ron's arm helplessly: "What you said just now was really inappropriate."

Ron looked at the pair with some displeasure, and lowered his head for a moment: "I see, I will apologize to her someday."

Chapter 18 Sorting Ceremony

Hermione led her carefully, not even caring about admiring the magical sight of Hogwarts leading to the Great Hall.

"Don't be angry, that guy just doesn't have a brain when he talks." She comforted the people around her in a low voice, and the hand she held tightly with him only felt a chill.

Kate smiled faintly: "I'm not angry."

Although Ron's behavior of exposing her scars in public was annoying, she still couldn't afford to be angry with a child.

The future is long, and she will always find a way to cure this kid.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head, and saw a row of teachers sitting behind the desks above the auditorium.

Opposite them were all the senior students who had already found a seat to sit down.

For no reason, Hermione swallowed and began to tense up.

She still doesn't know what the sorting hat of the sorting house is.

I saw Professor McGonagall lightly put a four-legged stool in front of the new students, and put a top wizard hat on the stool.

The hat was patched, worn out, and very dirty.

Then the cap twisted, a wide slit opened, and it began to sing like a human being.

Hermione tried to figure out what it was singing, and felt Kate and her clenched hands tightening around her.

That's right, compared to her, Kate, who entered school a year later and never likes to meet outsiders, should be more nervous now, right?

She patted Kate's hand lightly, and watched the elderly man who had been silent since just now turn his head and looked at her in surprise.

"Don't be nervous." Hermione tried to express to her exaggeratedly.

Kate watched her silently, and only slowly let go of her hand when the Sorting Hat finished singing and the whole auditorium burst into applause.

At this time, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in his hand, "Whoever's name I call now will put on a hat, sit on a stool, and wait for the sorting."

She glanced at the first name and said, "Hannah Abbott!"

Iron Hannah went up, Iron Hannah went down, and ran to the Hufflepuff table.

Kate remained silent, waiting quietly until Hermione's name was spoken, then hurried to the stool and put on her hat.

"Gryffindor!" cried the Hat.

She watched Hermione go to the long table in Gryffindor, and turned her head to look at herself with joy.

It seems to be telling her, hurry up and come with her.

Before leaving, Kate also asked the old housekeeper at home how many of the previous ancestors entered the academy.

The old butler said that nearly [-]% of Safik went to Slytherin, [-]% to Ravenclaw, and only [-]% to Gryffindor.

"So, what college did my parents go to?" she asked at the time.

The old butler was silent for a moment before saying, "Master Elver went to Gryffindor, and Mrs. Grace went to Slytherin."

Kate froze.

If she remembers correctly, her mother should be a "half-blood wizard" born from the combination of Muggles and wizards.

Although there was a precedent like Snape, before that, she always thought that the college her parents belonged to should be reversed.

But the fact is just the opposite.

Kate had been waiting in silence, not even being sorted into Gryffindor by a celebrity like Harry Potter didn't make her noticeable.

In the end it was just her and another freshman left.

Professor McGonagall finally called her name: "Kate Safik!"

She stepped out with some stiff legs, and could feel the eyes of everyone in the auditorium focus on her.

There are whispers mixed in, such as voices discussing her family background.

Kate sat on the stool, picked up the hat and put it on, and a small sound came from her ear.

"Oh, I haven't seen Safik for a long time. She is pure-blooded, has a good heart, loves knowledge, and has ambitions that are not known to others..."

She raised the brim of her hat slightly, and saw Hermione looking at her from the Gryffindor table with bright eyes.

"Can't go to Gryffindor?" she asked quietly.

The Sorting Hat hesitated for a moment: "Well, Gryffindor is not bad, but Slytherin will make it easier to realize your ambitions, if you have already determined—"

"No," she interrupted the Sorting Hat suddenly, "since Slytherin would suit me better, let's go there."

"Okay, then Slytherin!"

The Sorting Hat shouted out the final house name to the entire auditorium, and Kate gently took it off and put it back on the small stool.

She looked towards the long table of Slytherin, where there was already a burst of applause, and Malfoy's face seemed to be extraordinarily happy.

He turned his head to look at the long Gryffindor table on the other side. Among the small carrot heads, the brown figure was crowded among the senior students, looking at her incredulously.

There were faint tears in it.

Kate bowed her head and hurried into the long Slytherin table, sitting next to Pansy.

"I didn't expect you to be a Slytherin too." Pansy's attitude became friendly at this moment, and she reached out to greet her proactively.

Kate pursed her lips and smiled: "I was originally a pure blood."

The tradition of Slytherin, ambitious, shrewd, wise and safe, which one does she not take advantage of?

After chatting with the people around me, the sorting ceremony was almost over.

She raised her head and looked at Dumbledore who was sitting on the high platform.

The always wise old man just happened to move his gaze from the Gryffindor long table at this moment, and met her gaze.

Kate rolled her eyes, showing the same gentle and calm expression as usual, and smiled timidly at him.

She knew that Harry Potter was what Dumbledore was most concerned about now, and she had always presented a gentle and harmless appearance.

Even the White Demon King probably wouldn't take her too seriously during the few meetings they had.

Who would suspect that there is something wrong with a little girl who is mildly socially phobic and harmless to humans and animals?

Sure enough, Dumbledore only paid attention to her for less than a few seconds, then slowly got up and looked at the students with a smile on his face.