Chapter 75 The Sorting Hat Song!
The hall was a sea of pointed black hats.
Each long table was almost full of students, and thousands of candles illuminated their faces.
These candles were suspended in the air above the tables.
The ghosts were shining silver in the air.
As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, a buzzing sound came from the mouths of the students below the hall.
They couldn't believe that there were two wizards in the same position!
The reaction of the Slytherin table was even stranger, no, it should be said that they were strange from the beginning.
They kept looking at Riddle with pilgrim eyes mixed with a little fear.
When they learned that there was another wizard who dared to share the same position with Riddle, they almost ignited anger.
But the next second, Harry figured it out.
The British wizarding world, especially the pure blood, is almost all relatives.
It is inevitable that there will be wizard families like Draco's family who know the young version of Voldemort.
What kind of person Voldemort is, Harry doesn't really know.
But there is one thing Harry knows very well.
It can be seen from Quirrell's fate.
He was willing to sacrifice the lives of his servants, and he might even like to vent his anger.
Then, the expressions of these pure bloods, or Slytherins, who knew everything, can be understood.
After all, perhaps in order not to be implicated by a stupid Slytherin.
They all warned every Slytherin that Riddle was Voldemort.
Dumbledore cleared his throat, his light blue eyes looked around through his half-moon glasses, and the hall returned to silence in the next second.
Almost all the students stretched their necks to know what Dumbledore said next.
And it was normal for the ghosts not to be very curious. What happened in this school could be hidden from them?
They must have known it.
Okay, this is Remus Lupin, and he will be an assistant teacher in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the next year. Dumbledore looked in Lupin's direction.
Lupin stood up, and there was some scattered and not very enthusiastic applause from the audience.
Ryan didn't think it was strange.
Although Lupin was not dressed as shabby as in the original book.
But with another charming Riddle around, who would think of applauding?
And Snape, the head of Slytherin, was staring at Lupin along the long table of teachers, which was very obvious.
The twisted expression on his thin, grayish-yellow face was more angry and disgusted.
Now, even if the Slytherins heard that Lupin was an assistant and thought that Lupin was Riddle's new servant, they did not dare to applaud.
After all, Lupin was not the Dark Lord, and even if he was really the Dark Lord's servant, there was no need to offend their headmaster.
But Harry, Ron, and Draco would naturally applaud vigorously.
They knew Lupin.
As they applauded vigorously, others also applauded for Harry and the others, and the applause gradually became denser.
Dumbledore also deliberately paused for a while and waited until the applause was enthusiastic before continuing to speak.
This is Tom Riddle, who taught the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester and even in the future.
I think everyone has known him for a long time. Dumbledore's words had just fallen.
The Slytherin table and other students at the tables of other colleges who were attracted by Riddle's appearance all burst into thunderous applause.
The applause almost brought down the ceiling, and the flames on the candles floating in the air also danced.
Well, let's continue the sorting. I'm afraid the freshmen will hate me for making them stand for so long. About ten minutes later, Dumbledore said this after the applause gradually died down.
The sorting should have started a long time ago. I'm hungry! Ron muttered. Lisa Duping on the side rolled her eyes at him for what Ron said and for not applauding her idol Riddle.
Then, the Sorting Hat on the stool shook, as if to remind everyone that it was about to begin. A crack near the brim opened like a mouth and sang:
Don't look at my plain appearance,
I am the magic hat of Gryffindor,
Four great wizards,
Infused me with thoughts,
Their names have been passed down to this day,
Let me sing:
The barren swamp is the home of Gryffindor
The quiet riverside is the hometown of Ravenclaw
The open valley is the hometown of Hufflepuff
The wet quagmire is the hometown of Slytherin
Brave Gryffindor walked out of the swamp
Wise Ravenclaw pondered by the river
Benevolent Hufflepuff opened a garden in the valley
Smart Slytherin hid in the quagmire
Four different growth environments
Four great wizards with different personalities
The same vision united them
The same goal made them cooperate
Hogwarts was established
Four colleges were born
Gryffindor welcomes brave fighters
Ravenclaw selects smart talents
Slytherin cultivates motivated teenagers
Hufflepuff accepts hardworking children
Come and wear me!
The magic hat with the thoughts of the four giants!
Don't be afraid!
Don't panic!
Let me see your mind
Which college will light up for you!
After the Sorting Hat finished singing, warm applause rang out in the hall.
When the applause was slightly sparse, Professor McGonagall unfolded a large roll of parchment.
Whoever's name I called, he put the hat on his head and sat on the stool.
Wait for the hat to announce the house, then go sit at the corresponding table. Professor McGonagall said to the first-year students.
Jason Astra! A little boy sat down on the chair tremblingly.
Hufflepuff! The Sorting Hat shouted.
.
This is the song it spent a whole year coming up with?
I think he should warn Harry, you know what I mean, it is in the headmaster's office, it knows that Ron whispered to Harry when the Sorting Hat continued to sort the houses.
One year? It has the thoughts of the Big Four, in my opinion, this is just its improvisation.
What should it warn? Seamus turned his head and said.
He was attracted by Ron's words.
Hey, you eavesdropped on me! Ron waved his fork unhappily.
Hunger and a little anger made his expression particularly fierce.
It's because you are too loud!
I don't want to listen!
You probably want to brag again! Seamus said sarcastically, and before Ron could continue to refute, he turned his head.
Hermione, who was sitting with Ryan not far away, couldn't help but nod in agreement when Seamus said that Ron was loud.
Luna Lovegood!
Ravenclaw! When Harry heard the crazy girl Ron just mentioned, she was still a Ravenclaw, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Luna who walked calmly to the Ravenclaw table.
From her appearance, she didn't look like a crazy girl at all, and she wasn't as nervous as the average little wizard.
You know, even the thick-skinned little wizards would inevitably panic when facing the sorting.
Harry was suddenly stunned, and an empty seat suddenly appeared next to Ryan not far away from him.
That Luna appeared when she sat over!
He just found that the seat was empty!
This must be Ryan's handiwork.
This also means that this Luna must know Ryan.
