The wrinkles and dirty patches on the worn hat moved, and soon formed a slightly distorted abstract face, and then the thing sang an incomprehensible song - listen to this tone,
This guy basically spends all his time every year thinking about how to compile this year's ballad. "If this happens every year, it will be hard to do this thing after so many years." Bailang thought to himself. "Hannah Abbott!" Mag
The professor unfolded the parchment and called out the first name.
A little girl with a rosy face and two golden braids stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat, which just covered her eyes. She sat down. There was a moment's pause - "Hufflepuff!" Hat.
shouted. The people at the table on the right applauded and cheered for Hannah, welcoming her to sit at their table. If Bai Lang hadn't been named White, he would have been ranked very high.
Sure enough, it only took a moment before Professor McGonagall shouted, "Bai Lang!" Sure enough, according to the British tradition, the first name comes first and the surname comes last. Bai Lang strode to the stool with his wand and the dirty shabby hat.
The hat was placed on his head. "Oh, this is amazing." The voice of the hat was very small, whirling in Bailang's ears. "Oh, you are not bad either. A hat that can talk and think is probably not the best in this world."
See you more." Bailang replied, "Anyway, I'm not a pureblood and can't get into Slytherin, so just give me an academy where I can get along better."
"You praise me like this... Gryffindor!" the hat shouted. Bailang was convinced that he was not the protagonist, otherwise the hat would have to hang with him for a while. He took off the hat and saw
The college on the far left was cheering, but when Bailang walked over, he happened to pass by Malfoy. He raised one corner of his mouth to reveal a toothy smile, then he made a fist with his right hand and scratched his throat with his thumb, which was full of ferocity.
Malfoy's face suddenly turned red again, but Bailang laughed and walked to the table of Gryffindor, the idiot college, directly pulled out the chair and sat down, while nodding to greet his classmates. His move made
The cheers of the Gryffindor people seemed to be a little quieter, but it seemed that a pair of twins were even more lively. In fact, the Sorting Hat should have sorted Bailang into Arkham House.
Many people have seen the action of provoking Malfoy, but it's hard to say now... The sorting continues. Neville is still making a joke. After he was sorted into Gryffindor, he almost ran over with a hat on, but was still blocked by Mai.
Professor Greg caught the one who took off the hat. The rest of the situation was similar to that in the movie. Those who were supposed to go to the same place still went to the same place. When Harry Potter was sorted into Gryffindor, the entire academy almost exploded.
.
Bailang didn't feel much. Anyway, he had read the book and knew that Harry Potter was quite paranoid. If he wasn't the protagonist, he might not be likable. He didn't want to have much to do with the savior, nor did he want to do anything.
Good friends, there is no need to be excited at all - waiting for dinner is the serious business. When the last little wizard was assigned, Professor McGonagall left with his hat, and Albus Dumbledore stood up. He smiled.
Looking at the students with wide eyes and extending his arms to them, nothing seemed to make him happier than to see the students gathered together. "Welcome!" he said, "Welcome to Hogwarts to start the new school year.
!Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words. That is: Idiot! Cry! Scrap! Trash! "Thank you everyone!" He sat down again. Everyone applauded and cheered.
"Old bee, old madman." Bailang muttered, and then he was delighted to find that many delicacies appeared in the basin in front of him. Bailang stared at the steaks, all kinds of steaks - from steaks to pork chops, and even lamb.
Steak attack, of course, sausages and some lettuce. As for other British dishes? Oh, most of them are garbage like pig food. Only desserts can be tried - but there are none now...
The drink was pumpkin juice, "If there was beer... whiskey would be fine too." Bai Lang's words were met with Neville next door staring at him and asking him, "You... you drink it."
Have you drunk?" Bailang laughed, and then continued to eat hazelnuts. He was like a tiger, eating ten pounds of steak in one breath before drinking down the pumpkin juice with satisfaction. Harry over there
Ron seemed to be talking to the ghost, Hermione seemed to join in, and finally the ghost even pulled its head away.
"You're not good at craftsmanship. Logically speaking, you should chop off your head with just one axe." Bailang whispered to Neville. Neville was just eating and didn't say anything. It was obvious that among the students who enrolled this time, Harry Potter was the
The central figure, while Bai Lang has become self-isolated and seems to be a marginal figure among the young wizards who have enrolled this time. The only thing that catches the eye is probably his wand, which is currently leaning on the table.
The students here are quite disciplined, and no one came to touch Bailang's wand without his permission. After eating all the meat, the original food and residue disappeared one after another, and the basin became as clean as ever, and then the inside
A large number of desserts and various ice creams appeared. The little wizards began to talk about their families and the situation after receiving the letter, but Bailang didn't say a word and just ate as hard as a starving ghost reincarnated.
Bailang didn't even listen to a word of what they said, until Neville pushed him, "Hey, Lang En, where are you?" Bailang swallowed the dessert in his mouth, "Ah, this is nothing, Potter and I
I'm still an orphan. But my family left a trust fund, and I can use my annual income of almost ten thousand pounds... Huh, it's almost equivalent to two thousand galleons?" Neville's eyes lit up.
Others who listened to Bailang's words also expressed their admiration - of course they were all new little wizards. "It's so rich."
A net income of 10,000 pounds is indeed a very good income in Britain these days. And since Bailang is alone, it is of course even more enjoyable.
At this time, the desserts were also finished. Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The restaurant also returned to silence. "Oh, now that everyone has eaten and drank enough, I want to say a few more words to everyone. During the semester
At the beginning, I would like to put forward some precautions to everyone." "Attention first-year students, students are prohibited from entering the woods on campus. Some of our classmates from the old class should also remember this." Dumbledore flashed.
His eyes glanced towards the Weasley twins.
"Furthermore, the administrator, Mr. Filch, also asked me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the corridors during recess. The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. All students who are interested in participating in the college varsity team
Please contact Mrs. Hooch. Finally, I must tell everyone that anyone who does not want to encounter an accident and die in pain should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor." Only Harry Potter was laughing.
Then there was the school song chorus that proved that the old man was crazy. Bailang fooled around a few times. Unsurprisingly, the Weasley brothers were the most foolhardy. They sang to the end of the funeral march to the tune of a funeral march, which moved the principal.
Bailang followed a group of young wizards, followed by the prefect - another Weasley, and followed Percy to the Gryffindor lounge. "Remember the password, Dragon Scum." He said to
A fat woman on a huge oil painting said, and then the woman moved, and the oil painting slid open to reveal the passage behind it.
After climbing in, there was a common room with a huge fireplace and many soft sofas. When the dormitory was assigned, Bailang was lucky enough to be assigned a single dormitory - he was the only one among the five beds. His luggage had already been placed
Okay, when Bailang stood in front of the window, he found that his owl had also arrived and was looking at him outside. "Bubo, you are indeed trustworthy." Bailang took out a large handful of owl food and let the eagle owl enjoy it.
eat.
Then he took a shower, changed into his pajamas, climbed into bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Bai Lang woke up early, and he was the only one in his dormitory anyway. So he happily "gained energy" at the rising sun, and by the way, he did a set of boxing techniques to move his body. "If you practice,
I guess I have to find another way. Since I can be 'accepted' by this school, the so-called 'magic' must also be some kind of manifestation of the power that I can use. That's easy. Let's study how to use it and how to practice it.
."
After washing up, Bai Lang put on his robe. He definitely didn't want to wear the so-called hat, so he stuffed it into his arms and then went downstairs to the lobby to have breakfast. There are 142 moving seats in this wretched place.
Stairs, Bai Lang doesn't know their rules at all now. Don't look for them. It will be a joke if you can't find them. He was almost the first group to arrive in the hall - it was entirely because Bai Lang, an expert in art, was so bold that he dared to climb up the stairs.
Jump up and down.
After eating a typical English breakfast, the first class schedule was of course "Transfiguration Class!" It was also a class taught by their dean, Professor McGonagall. Bailang had some ideas about the so-called Animagus. In his opinion,
This may be a way to show the interior and exterior scenes. Sitting next to Bailang is Seamus of Gryffindor, and Harry and Ron have not arrived after class time. There is a cat on the podium, and when Bailang comes in
It's there.
When Harry and Ron hurried in and were thankful that Professor McGonagall hadn't arrived yet, the cat jumped up and transformed into Professor McGonagall, which caused the little wizards to exclaim.
After criticizing Harry and the others, Professor McGonagall talked about the subtleties of transfiguration, "This is a profound art of magic. Now let's open the textbook..." There are spells and wands in it.
Action, but this puts Bailang in a bit of a dilemma - how should he move his wand?