Chapter 488? Branch (Modified, Sincere Thanks to Leader Xiao Xitian)
The train kept traveling north, and the weather was still changing. Raindrops hit the car window one after another, and then the sun peeked out lazily, and soon the clouds passed by and covered it again. As night falls, the train lights turn on.
Emily pressed her forehead against the car window, trying to see the scenery outside the car clearly, but unfortunately it was a moonless night, it was pitch black outside, and she could only see raindrops slanting down from the car window. The car windows were slippery and stained by the rain.
Allen handed over a towel that he had wetted with hot water. Emily wiped off the dust on her forehead and put on her school uniform.
On the platform, the big man Hagrid was very conspicuously carrying a magic lamp. He shouted loudly: "Freshmen, come here...Freshmen..."
"Ellen, I want to go to Ravenclaw. What should I do when I'm sorted later?" Emily hugged Alan and raised her head and asked. Her voice sounded a little nervous. It was obvious that she heard the other freshmen. Discussion of the branch.
"Don't believe other people's bragging, Emily. The school won't ask you to kill a giant monster right now. Don't worry, you'll find out later." Allen comforted his sister, but in the end he decided to defend this. The tradition of telling new students how to sort their houses.
Emily nodded doubtfully, picked up her robe, and rushed toward Hagrid with the group of panic-stricken first-year students.
On the dark, rain-washed street outside Hogsmeade Station, Alan casually boarded a Thestral carriage until he could no longer see Emily's little figure.
Harry was also sitting in this carriage, looking at the Thestral standing between the shaft poles in trance.
Their shape is somewhat similar to that of reptiles, with huge black horse bodies and no flesh at all. The black fur is tightly attached to the bones, and each bone is clearly visible. The head resembles a dragon's head, with white eyes without pupils, holding a long black tail, and wings sprouting from the ridge between the shoulder bones.
"I really don't understand why these carriages are being pulled by these horrible black winged horses this year when they could walk on their own before?" Harry complained. He felt that these ugly animals were standing motionless and silent. In the growing darkness, it looked very strange and ominous.
"Walking by yourself?" Alan thought about it and understood what Harry meant.
Luna, who was already sitting in the carriage, put down the Quibbler in her hand and looked at Harry: "That's the Thestral. So you have witnessed death in the accident during the last hegemony?"
Allen looked at Harry, who was a little confused by the question, and explained to him: Only people who have witnessed death can see them. Thestrals have an amazing sense of direction. As long as you tell them the destination, they will be there no matter where they are. You get sent where you want to go. "
Despite hearing their explanation, Harry still found the creature quite unpleasant.
When the Thestral entered Hogwarts and stopped in front of the castle, Harry couldn't wait to jump off the carriage, nodded casually to Alan, and ran into the entrance hall to find Ron to share what he had just seen. .
The foyer was lit red by torches and echoed with the footsteps of students. They walked across the stone-paved floor to the two doors on the right that led to the auditorium, where the opening banquet was held.
As soon as Allen entered the hall, he saw Umbridge sitting next to Dumbledore on the staff bench. She looked like a senior girl, short and fat, with short curly gray-brown hair. It also had a very ugly big pink bow on it that matched the fluffy pink cardigan she wore over her robe.
Wearing dark purple robes studded with silver stars and a matching hat, Dumbledore sat on the golden high-backed chair next to her, tilting his head towards Urumqi, and Umbridge was speaking into his ear.
When Hagrid returned to his seat, Alan's attention turned to the entrance hall. Now that Hagrid has appeared, it means that the first-year students must have crossed the Black Lake and arrived at the castle.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, the door to the hall opened, and a long line of frightened first-year students walked into the auditorium led by Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall was holding a stool in his hand, with an ancient wizard's hat placed on it. The hat was patched with patches, and there was a wide crack beside the frayed brim.
The buzz of conversation in the auditorium gradually died down. First-year students lined up in front of staff tables, facing classmates from other grades. Professor McGonagall carefully placed the stool in front of them and stepped back.
The face of the first-year student shone pale in the candlelight. Emily in the middle of the team looked very calm, but her clenched fists revealed her nervousness. The Harris family maintained the traditions of the wizarding world very well, and no one told Emily how they were sorted. And just outside the auditorium door, the young wizards who were waiting for the mysterious test that was about to decide which college they belonged to made various unreliable guesses, which made her feel even more uneasy.
All the teachers and students in the school waited with bated breath. The old hat placed on the stool opened its mouth and began to sing a new song it composed: "...the lessons of history give us a warning that our Hogwarts is facing Danger, enemies outside the school are watching. We must be closely united internally, otherwise everything will collapse from within..."
When the Sorting Hat finished singing its new song, there was applause throughout the auditorium, but it was interspersed with whispers - usually, the Sorting Hat only described the different qualities valued by the four houses of Hogwarts and its own sorting of students. mission, and this time, it is trying to give advice to schools.
But when Professor McGonagall reported the list of first-year students, everyone's attention was quickly diverted, and the buzz in the auditorium stopped abruptly.
Slowly, the long line of first-year freshmen shortened little by little, and all four colleges had accepted many freshmen. Only then did they hear Professor McGonagall call Emily's name.
Emily showed unusual poise, straightened her body and walked towards the Sorting Hat.
"This is my sister, she is very smart. She has always wanted to come to my college. Yes, it is a natural thing to be assigned to Ravenclaw." Allen proudly showed off to his Ravenclaw classmates. road.
Emily had reached the stool and put her hat on her head. Unlike the young wizards who announced their house before without thinking for a long time, this time the Sorting Hat seemed to hesitate for a long time.
Allen couldn't help but think of the time when he had just won the Quidditch Boutique Award. When faced with questions from his family, it was Emily who stood up to defend him. He hesitated: "Perhaps, she may also be assigned to Gryffindor... …”
After a long time, the slit beside the brim of the Sorting Hat finally opened again, loudly announcing: "Slytherin!"
The Slytherins headed by Malfoy burst into cheers, and Emily reluctantly shuffled into the middle of the Slytherins, looking pitifully at Ellen who was sitting at the Ravenclaw table. .
"Ahem...Slytherin...well, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net My father is also from this academy. He will be very happy when he learns this news." Allen looked a little embarrassed because of his previous boast, but although there was some It was a pity that his sister could not be in the same college as him, but Allen was immediately attracted by the Slytherins surrounding Emily, and saw that Emily was very popular and well taken care of in Slytherin. , although knowing that their purpose was to show favor to Harris, Allen was still relieved.
"Welcome to our new students," said Dumbledore in a booming voice, with arms spread wide and a bright smile on his lips. "Welcome! Welcome to our old students - welcome back! There is plenty of time for speeches, but not Now. Eat it happily!"
There was a burst of appreciative laughter and warm applause in the auditorium. Dumbledore sat down upright and threw his long beard over his shoulders to prevent them from blocking his plate. Delicious food suddenly fell from the sky. Five The long table was suddenly piled with large pieces of beef, pies, plates of vegetables, bread, jam and jugs of pumpkin juice, and he groaned due to the overwhelming weight.
Allen looked towards the Slytherin table. After a brief observation, the Slytherins piled Emily's plate with her favorite syrupy fruit tarts. But after all, Emily is not a gold galleon and cannot be liked by everyone. Allen also noticed that at the long table of Slytherin, whether out of jealousy or pretentiousness, several young wizards looked at Emily. His eyes were not friendly.
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