Chapter 920 Questions and Rebirth of History

After the hat finished speaking, it remained still again, and there was applause from all around, but it was mixed with whispers.

The students were all whispering to the people sitting beside them, and the whole auditorium was buzzing, and Ivan knew exactly what they were talking about.

What he didn't expect was that the Sorting Hat was actually the same as he thought, or that the four founders themselves had this kind of worry.

Is it really right to artificially classify new students and affect their fate in the future?

Aiwen thinks that this question can be used to ask the four founders themselves. It is hard for others to say, but if he can get the time converter that Titan said, he will definitely go back to a thousand years ago and Rowena Lavin Ms. Crowe will meet again, and he has to get the key to the secret treasure from her.

In addition, Aiwen is also more concerned about the final progress of her and Gryffindor. Will the relationship between the siblings finally come to fruition?

Judging from the current situation, Gryffindor has no descendants, and Ravenclaw has only one daughter, Helena Ravenclaw.

Helena takes her mother's surname, and no one knows who her father is.

Anyone is possible, although Gryffindor is very likely, this does not need to be concealed, and Ravenclaw's surname should not be used.

The Gryffindor family is a well-known pure-blood wizard family, even if it is not as prominent as the Ravenclaw family, it is almost the same.

This matter is full of doubts, Ivan even wondered if Ravenclaw gave birth to a child with another wizard, and then the other party suddenly disappeared, or died because of something, and the identity of this person is particularly sensitive , it is not convenient to announce it.

Gryffindor had to silently guard the mother and daughter by himself, and never got married for life...

Although in terms of Ravenclaw's own status and strength, this possibility is very slim, but it is hard to say.

Ai Wen felt that he should write this story down. As a novel, it would definitely be popular.

Next to him, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were discussing the Sorting Hat's warning.

"I've never seen that hat like that?" said Harry, feeling the difference.

"It's a bit off topic this year, isn't it?" said Ron, raising his eyebrows.

"Indeed it is!"

Usually the Sorting Hat only describes the different qualities that Hogwarts' four houses value and its own task of sorting students, one can't remember when it tried to advise the school, it never happened.

"I don't know if it has issued a warning before?" Hermione said, her voice slightly disturbed.

"Yes, yes!" Nearly Headless Nick said knowingly, poking his head towards Hermione through Neville, "The Sorting Hat feels it has a moral duty to warn the school properly, it is The Overseer of Hogwarts, to some extent, represents the four founders. If it feels necessary, it will issue a warning to the school and remind everyone to pay attention."

"Oh, did such a thing really happen in history?" Hermione asked with interest.

"Yes, although there are not many times, every time the Sorting Hat issued an early warning, the school encountered a major incident. I remember there was one time eight centuries ago. At that time, not long after I came to Hogwarts, the entire school are going to close down..."

"Quiet!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Professor McGonagall.

She was waiting for the list of first-year freshmen to be reported, and now she glared at those whispering classmates with very stern eyes.

Nearly Headless Nick hastily pressed a transparent finger to his lips and sat upright, prim and proper.

The hum of discussion in the auditorium stopped abruptly, and everyone turned to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall frowned and glanced at the four tables again, then looked down at the long piece of parchment in his hand, and called out the first name.

"Euan Abercrombie."

This is a little boy with two surprisingly big ears, the most nervous one in the crowd just now.

With a panicked look on his face, he stumbled forward and put the hat on his head.

It was only thanks to his prodigiously large ears that the cap didn't slip off his shoulders.

The Sorting Hat considered for a moment, then the slit at the brim opened again, announcing, "Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor classmates applauded enthusiastically, and when Fred and George stood up to welcome them warmly, Euan staggered to their table and sat down, judging from his expression, he seemed to be eager to get on the ground There was a hole for him to slip in, and no one was looking at him anymore.

"Ron, as prefects, we should let the new students sit next to us so that we can guide them." Hermione said hurriedly, only then did she remember this, she stared at the frightened children, " You too, Aiwen, the president of the student union must set an example."

Slowly, the long line of freshmen shortened a little.

At Hermione's insistence, Ivan and Ron had to let a few freshmen assigned to Gryffindor sit down.

Next to Alvin is a little girl named Kate. She has golden short hair and bright blue eyes. She is cute, but she is so shy that she blush when she speaks.

She never seemed to have thought that she would sit next to a big man like the president of the student union as soon as she entered school, and she was almost suffocated with excitement.

At the long table, other freshmen who had just been assigned to Gryffindor looked at Kate enviously.

The little girl was so nervous that she answered Aiwen's questions honestly, and was very cooperative...

Ivan knew from the conversation that Kate was also from a Muggle family.

She knew little about the entire magic world, and listened to Ivan's introduction to the school with an adoring expression.

In the middle of the auditorium, Professor McGonagall kept chanting the names of the students. There seemed to be more students this year than in previous years, and everyone was groaning with hunger.

In the end, Ross Zeller was sorted into Hufflepuff.

Professor McGonagall picked up his hat and stool and strode away when Professor Dumbledore stood up.

"Welcome our new students!" said Dumbledore loudly, with his arms outstretched and a big smile on his lips. "Welcome! Welcome our old students, and welcome back! There's plenty of time for speeches, but not now." , eat it to your heart's content!"

There was appreciative laughter and warm applause in the auditorium, and Dumbledore sat down upright.

He swung his long beard over his shoulders so they didn't get in the way of his plate.

Everyone looked at the table in anticipation, and delicious food suddenly fell from the sky. The five long tables were suddenly filled with large pieces of beef, pies, plates of vegetables, bread, jam and pots of pumpkin juice. There were groans.

Ivan heard Kate beside him exclaim in a low voice, looking at the food in disbelief.

"Master Ai Wen, how did these edible things come out?" She said in surprise, "Is it by magic?"

"Not exactly, the food still needs to be cooked by oneself. The house elves in the kitchen make them first, then put them on the corresponding long table downstairs, and use a magic like a transfer spell to send them up... ..." Ai Wen stopped suddenly after speaking halfway.

Seeing Kate's confused expression, he realized that he had to explain to her what a house-elf was. .

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