Chapter 3

"Solim, Le...... Lev, I can't find it, I can't find it anywhere. Neville's swollen eyes looked like he had been punched by a troll.

"Don't worry, you'll be able to see your toad right away, can you stop crying?" Solim took Hermione and Neville and picked a random boat to sit on, "Besides, what's so good about that toad, if you want a pet, I'll give you an owl later." "

When all the young wizards were on board, the boats began to slowly move on their own, heading towards the castle. Hermione and Solim sat on one end and Neville on the other - the little fat man's ass was a bit bigger.

Looking at the magnificent castle in the distance, even Solim II couldn't help but whistle - yes, it's Hogwarts' exclusive BGM.

"Ah, that's Hogwarts Castle, I've read in books, the ceiling of the castle auditorium is ......" Hermione sat next to Solim and began to babble like an old mother.

"Alright, Hermione, don't say a word, but did you really decide to go to Gryffindor? I think Ravenclaw is a better fit for you. Solim quickly interrupted Hermione's tirade.

"Well, why do you say that?" Hermione turned to look at Solim, her brow furrowed and confused, "How do you know Ravenclaw is right for me?"

"Well, I'll tell you something you won't tell you in the books you read. Solim thought it would be better to say it to himself than to listen to Hermione there.

Gryffindor symbolizes courage, Slytherin symbolizes talent, Ravenclaw symbolizes wisdom, and Hufflepuff symbolizes loyalty. This is stated in A History of Hogwarts. Well, this can't be wrong, it's just that there are some things in the book that are not easy to write too straightforwardly. Hermione doesn't know, doesn't Solim know either? Gryffindor is full of mischievous imps, and there's always a lot of noise in the common room, so you don't want to take a good look at your homework there. Of course, if you're completely resistant to outside interference, then I don't say it. Compared to Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Slytherin are much better, the students of these two houses are relatively mature, and the environment is also suitable for quiet reading. Ravenclaw has its own library, which is not as large as the Hogwarts library, but the books in the Ravenclaw library are all left by the Lady Ravenclaw. Although there is no library in Slytherin, there are plenty of empty and hidden classrooms around the area where the Slytherin common room is located. This suits Solim well. He didn't want to finish potions or spells before he could go back to his warm bed after walking through most of the castle. You know, the professors will know if the students are in their beds after the lights go out. Although Hufflepuff is also underground, and the kitchen is next to the lounge, the Hufflepuff badgers ...... Well, all I can say is that they are all very friendly.

"So you see, Hermione, I've got a general idea of you over the course of this time. Do you think you'll fit in with the Gryffindor atmosphere? Do you think you'll fit in with a group of young wizards who equate recklessness with courage and love to wander through the night and get into trouble?" Do you think you can ignore that, not to mention......" Solim smiled at Hermione, "And Potions class, trust me, Professor Snape doesn't have a crush on all Gryffindors, he'll take every opportunity to find Gryffindors." If you do go to Gryffindor, you'll have to deal with it. With that, Solim turned his head to look at Neville.

"Speaking of Professor Snape, Neville, I told you to prepare for Potions class, did you prepare?"

Neville looked stunned, and it was only when he heard Solim's words that he remembered that he had forgotten something. "Uh, me, I forgot. Neville was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't help it, who told him to have a forgetful brain.

"Then I advise you to hurry up, Friday morning is two consecutive Potions lessons, come and ask me if you have any questions. Solim looked at Hermione again, "Of course, if you both go to Gryffindor, I think Hermione will be willing to help you, right?"

"Yes, I'll help you, Neville. Hermione was obviously still thinking about what Solim had just said to her, and didn't react for a moment. After a moment's hesitation, Hermione told Solim about the savior she had met while helping Neville find the toad on the train.

"Oh, so you met the famous 'Savior' and that Weasley freckled kid. Solim saw Hermione reach out and scratch the freckles on her face.

"Isn't it disappointing?" Solim stood up—they were there.

"It's not that I'm disappointed, it's just that I think—" Before Hermione could finish her words, she heard a "pop" behind her.

Solim quickly turned around to see what had happened. He and Hermione disembarked - the bow of the two of them was close to the shore, and the hapless Neville had barely able to get to his feet before the ship was overturned by his weight.

"Oh my God, really. Solim hurried over to the water and dragged Neville ashore, "Be careful." Feeling his waterlogged shoes and his obviously much heavier robe, and looking at the soaking fat man, Solim simply took out his wand and dried the two of them.

"Alright, first-year students!, all here!" a large figure beckoned to the young wizards not far away.

"Alright Neville, let's go. Feeling his feet dry again and his much lighter robes, Solim beckoned them to go, "What do you think?" Hermione, you continued. "

Looking at Neville, who had become dry again, he thought about his previous appearance as a chicken in soup. Hermione thought magic was so handy. Although Hermione is a young wizard from an ordinary family, and her understanding of the wizarding world is very narrow and one-sided, it does not mean that she does not have the most basic judgment. Hermione could be sure that this young wizard of Solim's age was definitely the best of the entire first-year students.

"Hermione?" Solim saw that Hermione didn't speak, and called her again.

"Ah, Solim, I want to ask you something. Hermione pursed her lips, she was a little embarrassed. "Can I come to you with Neville to learn magic in the future?" I'm a little worried that I won't be able to keep up with the school. "

Solim understood immediately when he heard Hermione's words. The few spells he cast along the way brought a lot of frustration to the little witch in front of him, making the little witch feel that she was very far from the little wizard from a wizarding family.

"I know what you're thinking, Hermione. Solim took Hermione and Neville in an honest line, and Hermione stood in front of him, "Don't think too much about it, most of the little wizards are the same as you, and they don't know much magic until they come to school." Of course, you want to come to my welcome, every week of ......

".

"Two, four, six, I remember" Hermione's memory was noticeably better than Neville's, and she had learned to answer.

Solim pouted, "Okay, just remember, I'll look for you then." "

Led by the Warden of the Hunting Grounds, the young wizards lined up one by one on the stairs to Hogwarts Castle. I have to say that this castle is really shocking, and it is surrounded by whispers of little wizards. The children of wizarding families bragged to each other, and the children of Muggle families looked with their mouths open at the magnificent castle not far away. From time to time, there are little wizards who fall because they are stepped on by others.

The topic of the Savior was interrupted, and Solim was not ready to continue. After all, it's all a school, and if you look up and don't look down, you'll see it in the future.

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mighty procession of young wizards, led by the half-blood giants and Hagrid, the hunting ground guard, had passed through the side doors of the castle. The end point of the senior students in Nightkira's car is the castle gate. The first-year students take a boat to the bottom of the hill and have to climb a long staircase to actually reach the castle.

After seeing the chaos of a group of ghosts, the young wizards gradually fell silent. They all knew that the sorting was going to begin, which made most of the young wizards nervous.

"Are those ghosts floating by?" asked Hermione in a whisper, turning her face sideways.

"A ghost, to be exact," Solim replied, "it's a sorcerer's consciousness, not a soul. There's a big difference. I'll explain it to you later. Solim had seen Professor McGonagall come with a roll of parchment, and quickly ended the conversation.

"Alright, be quiet! The sorting ceremony is about to begin, and I'm ......

."

"Levle!" Neville yelled as he rushed at Professor McGonagall.

"Poof—" Solim was glad he didn't have anything else in his mouth but saliva, otherwise he would have been able to spray Hermione on her head and wash her hair by the way.

Neville picked up his toad from Professor McGonagall's feet lightly. Then, as if suddenly realizing what he had done, he lowered his head and carefully raised his eyelids to look at the wizard in front of him, who looked even more stern than his grandmother.

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall. Solim quickly stepped forward and grabbed Neville, "This is the pet he lost earlier." "

Professor McGonagall quivered her thin lips, glanced at Solim, and then stared at Neville. "Everyone, come with me in a row. Professor McGonagall turned cleanly and walked with the young wizards like the Great Hall. Clutching the poor parchment in her hand, perhaps she wished it was Neville himself. It was the first time that the young wizard had interrupted her, as the sorting ceremony was about to begin.

"You're done, Neville, Professor McGonagall is the Head of Gryffindor," Solim patted Neville on the shoulder, "good luck." Then he walked forward with the little wizards.

Neville stood there with a toad in his hand—he was terrified.

"Hurry up and go Neville, don't be in a daze. Hermione nudged Neville, "The sorting ceremony is about to begin, don't be stunned." "

When Teacher McGonagall pushed open the door to the Great Hall, everything in the Great Hall was instantly imprinted on the eyes of the young wizards. Candles floating in the sky, huge painted windows, and senior seniors and professors sitting on both sides of the auditorium. Finally, the young wizards saw the stool in the center and a dirty wizard's hat on top of it.

It was the first time that even the young wizards of the wizarding family had seen such a sight, and hundreds of people sat together to salute the little wizards. At this time, both pure-blood wizards and Muggle-born wizards were nervous, and the bodies of individual wizards trembled like chaff - like Neville following Solim's ass.

"Take it easy, Neville, take it easy, the Sorting Hat won't eat you again. Solim pulled Neville behind his ass in front of him, "If you really want to get into Gryffindor, take some courage." You don't want your grandma to be disappointed, do you?".

"Damn Fred and George, I thought I was going to fight trolls when they told me. Not far in front of Solim, there was a little red-haired wizard in front of them, and a little wizard in front of him said angrily.

"The one in front of that redhead is Harry Potter, I've seen them on the train. Hermione whispered behind Solim.

When Professor McGonagall walked over to the Sorting Hat and signaled for silence in the room. The dirty Sorting Hat on the barstool began to writhe, and the side facing the young wizard twisted into a fold - like a mouth. Then, it sang:

"You may think I'm not pretty

But don't judge people by their appearance.

If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,

I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hat jet black and shiny

Keep your high-capped caps smooth and structured.

I'm the Hogwarts Magic Hat

Naturally, they are taller than your hats.

Any thought hidden in your mind,

can't escape the golden eyes of the magic hat.

Put it on and give it a try

I'll tell you which house you should be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is a deep fear

Their courage, courage and boldness set Gryffindor apart;

You may belong to Hufflepuff, where people are honest and loyal

Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest, and are not afraid of hard work;

If you're shrewd, maybe you'll get into the wisdom of old Ravenclaw

Those who are wise and learned will always meet their fellow believers there;

Maybe you'll go to Stetelin, maybe you'll make sincere friends here

But those who are cunning and insidious will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

Put me on! Don't be afraid! Don't panic!

In my hands (even though I don't even have one) you are absolutely safe

Because I'm a thinking hat!".

After the hat finished singing, the audience applauded, and it bowed to the four tables one by one, and then stood still.

"Isn't that hard to hear?" Hermione," Solim said, turning his face to Hermione, "and look at the Sorting Hat, it's all dust and dirt, and I dare say, it's never washed. "

Solim didn't deliberately keep his voice down, so the little wizards in front of him heard it. The little wizards took a closer look, but they didn't see it, except for the dust and dirt on the barrel, and some green and white dots on the brim of the hat—it was all moldy.

"You see it's so dirty on the outside, what do you think it's going to be dirty inside?" Solim continued, ignoring the constipated expressions of the little wizards around him. "I'm sure you can smell a strange smell before you even have it with you. "

"Don't talk about it, there's a school dinner later. Hermione smacked Solim's waist.