Chapter 145 Branch
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Duan Wei Li Mao
Chapter 145 Branching
After Kyle sat down, Professor McGonagall just walked to the triangular stool.
The cheers in the auditorium gradually died down.
Professor McGonagall took up his hat.
"Whoever's name I call now will put on the hat and sit on the stool to wait for the sorting."
"Hannah Abbott!"
A rosy-cheeked little girl with two golden braids staggered out of the queue and put on her hat.
After a moment's pause—
"Hufflepuffs!"
The table to the right applauds Hannah, welcoming her to Hufflepuff.
Susan Burns, the second sorting house, was also sorted into Hufflepuff. Amid the applause, she quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.
Afterwards, the sorting was carried out in an orderly manner, and Hermione and Neville all went to Gryffindor.
Malfoy also went to Slytherin as he wished.
And Harry and Ron, unsurprisingly, were also Gryffindors.
Kyle noticed that Dumbledore at the guest-of-honor table looked extremely happy, he clapped his hands, and even unabashedly picked up the Academy Cup and gestured towards Harry.
"This old bee."
Kyle curled his lips. He knew that Dumbledore would cheat on Harry, but it was a bit too much to be so blatant.
Compared to Dumbledore, Professor Snape was not so happy.
But he didn't look at Harry, but squinted and stared straight at the Sorting Hat, as if he would take out a bottle of potion and pour it on the broken hat in a second.
After the last freshman was sorted into Slytherin, Snape got up immediately, trying to help Professor McGonagall send the sorting hat back.
but was rejected.
"Thank you, Severus, but the list of freshmen needs to be placed in the designated place, and you may not be able to find it." Professor McGonagall gave him a suspicious look, then rolled up the parchment, and left with the sorting hat on.
Dumbledore stood up, looked at the crowd with a wide smile, and stretched out his arms to them.
"Welcome!"
He smiled and said, "Welcome to Hogwarts to start a new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words."
"That's it: idiot! sneeze! scum! twist!"
"thank you all!"
As Dumbledore sat down again, a large amount of food appeared on the empty plate.
"Oh, I hate carrots..."
Mikel looked at the vegetable soup in front of him and said to Ryan next to him, "Can we switch seats?"
Ryan, who was eating corn cobs, shrugged indifferently, got up and changed places with Mikel.
He is not picky eater, he will eat anything.
"Kyle, do you know what the headmaster just said?" Cedric asked suspiciously.
For some reason, he always felt that the impression Dumbledore gave people just now was a little crazy, like that kind of old wizard who was not clear-headed.
The words spoken are also obscure.
"I'm not very clear." Kyle thought for a while and said, "Probably refers to our views on the other three colleges. Just like smart Ravenclaw, don't they always think that people in other colleges are stupid ?"
"is that so……"
Reminded by Kyle, Cedric quickly thought of the meaning of the other three words, nodded thoughtfully and said, "It makes sense."
There are many speculations about what Dumbledore said, but no matter how reasonable it is, it is only speculation after all.
No one knows what his real thoughts are.
The only person who might know is still imprisoned in Nurmengard at this time.
……
Everyone ate happily until finally, the last few pumpkin pies disappeared from the golden plate.
After a delicious feast, Dumbledore stood up again.
"Now that everyone has eaten and drunk enough, I want to say a few more words to everyone."
"First of all, we are familiar with Professor Quirrell, who took the initiative to apply to fill the vacancy of Defense Against the Dark Arts.
And Professor Caredy Bubbaji, who will be our new Muggle Studies Professor. "
Two wizards, a male and a female, stood up at the guest-of-honor table, one was timid and the other was in high spirits.
There was a fairly warm applause in the auditorium.
But almost all of the applause went to Professor Keridi Bubbaji.
As for Professor Quirrell, she is completely in her favor... a young professor, so there is nothing to welcome.
Not far from Kyle, a senior student said in amazement: "You actually applied to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts... I didn't realize that Professor Quirrell was so brave before."
After the applause, the two sat back down again.
Dumbledore continued: "Attention first-year students, the forest area on the school grounds is forbidden to any students.
You must remember that if someone invites you to go there, even if it is the professor you know best, please do not agree, it is very important. "
When he said this, Kyle felt countless eyes suddenly looking at him.
This made him speechless for a while.
Boy, is this a public execution?
Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't waste too much time on this, and continued: "Besides, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the corridor between classes.
Also don't take the magical plants from the greenhouse back to the castle, especially the dangerous ones. "
Dumbledore's shining eyes glanced at Kyle.
The corner of Kyle's mouth twitched, but he calmed down quickly.
Although he didn't know how Dumbledore knew it, it didn't matter, he gave the headmaster this face, and won't touch the plants brought from the greenhouse this semester.
"The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Anyone who is interested in joining the student representative team, please contact Ms. Huo Qi."
"Finally, I must tell everyone that those who do not want to encounter accidents and die in pain, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."
Kyle couldn't help laughing, the traces of fishing in this sentence should not be too obvious, and the straight hook was used, but I didn't expect Voldemort to believe it.
He didn't even think about it, if Dumbledore didn't have a backup, would he tell everyone the location directly?
No, Voldemort is just a wandering spirit now, using Professor Quirrell's shared brain, and it's normal to go down occasionally.
"He's not serious." Mikel's face turned pale.
"It's unlikely." Cedric shook his head and said, "At least it won't be as serious as he said. If Hogwarts really had such a dangerous place, I'm afraid it would have been completely sealed off long ago."
Afterwards, after everyone finished singing the school song, Dumbledore announced that he could go back to rest.
Kyle didn't move, but turned to look at the Gryffindor table.
It's time for someone to cash in on the bet.
"Oh...damn it!"
"I thought he forgot."
Fred and George sighed, and under the puzzled eyes of Harry and Ron, they threw a toffee into their mouths with a bitter face.
"Wow……"
"Oh~~~"
In the midst of shock and laughter, Fred and George tap danced around the table, flicking their two three-foot-long tongues.
There is no such bet, they added it themselves.
Because they have to be careful not to step on their tongues, Fred and George always twitch when they tap dance, which looks very magical.
"Oh~~"
There was laughter and applause from around again.
Even Dumbledore was attracted by their unique shape and unique dance steps, watching them with interest.
Only Professor McGonagall stood there with a livid face, and her mouth was almost drawn into a line.
Jumping once last year was not enough, come again this year?
After Kyle sat down, Professor McGonagall just walked to the triangular stool.
The cheers in the auditorium gradually died down.
Professor McGonagall took up his hat.
"Whoever's name I call now will put on the hat and sit on the stool to wait for the sorting."
"Hannah Abbott!"
A rosy-cheeked little girl with two golden braids staggered out of the queue and put on her hat.
After a moment's pause—
"Hufflepuffs!"
The table to the right applauds Hannah, welcoming her to Hufflepuff.
Susan Burns, the second sorting house, was also sorted into Hufflepuff. Amid the applause, she quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.
Afterwards, the sorting was carried out in an orderly manner, and Hermione and Neville all went to Gryffindor.
Malfoy also went to Slytherin as he wished.
And Harry and Ron, unsurprisingly, were also Gryffindors.
Kyle noticed that Dumbledore at the guest-of-honor table looked extremely happy, he clapped his hands, and even unabashedly picked up the Academy Cup and gestured towards Harry.
"This old bee."
Kyle curled his lips. He knew that Dumbledore would cheat on Harry, but it was a bit too much to be so blatant.
Compared to Dumbledore, Professor Snape was not so happy.
But he didn't look at Harry, but squinted and stared straight at the Sorting Hat, as if he would take out a bottle of potion and pour it on the broken hat in a second.
After the last freshman was sorted into Slytherin, Snape got up immediately, trying to help Professor McGonagall send the sorting hat back.
but was rejected.
"Thank you, Severus, but the list of freshmen needs to be placed in the designated place, and you may not be able to find it." Professor McGonagall gave him a suspicious look, then rolled up the parchment, and left with the sorting hat on.
Dumbledore stood up, looked at the crowd with a wide smile, and stretched out his arms to them.
"Welcome!"
He smiled and said, "Welcome to Hogwarts to start a new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words."
"That's it: idiot! sneeze! scum! twist!"
"thank you all!"
As Dumbledore sat down again, a large amount of food appeared on the empty plate.
"Oh, I hate carrots..."
Mikel looked at the vegetable soup in front of him and said to Ryan next to him, "Can we switch seats?"
Ryan, who was eating corn cobs, shrugged indifferently, got up and changed places with Mikel.
He is not picky eater, he will eat anything.
"Kyle, do you know what the headmaster just said?" Cedric asked suspiciously.
For some reason, he always felt that the impression Dumbledore gave people just now was a little crazy, like that kind of old wizard who was not clear-headed.
The words spoken are also obscure.
"I'm not very clear." Kyle thought for a while and said, "Probably refers to our views on the other three colleges. Just like smart Ravenclaw, don't they always think that people in other colleges are stupid ?"
"is that so……"
Reminded by Kyle, Cedric quickly thought of the meaning of the other three words, nodded thoughtfully and said, "It makes sense."
There are many speculations about what Dumbledore said, but no matter how reasonable it is, it is only speculation after all.
No one knows what his real thoughts are.
The only person who might know is still imprisoned in Nurmengard at this time.
……
Everyone ate happily until finally, the last few pumpkin pies disappeared from the golden plate.
After a delicious feast, Dumbledore stood up again.
"Now that everyone has eaten and drunk enough, I want to say a few more words to everyone."
"First of all, we are familiar with Professor Quirrell, who took the initiative to apply to fill the vacancy of Defense Against the Dark Arts.
And Professor Caredy Bubbaji, who will be our new Muggle Studies Professor. "
Two wizards, a male and a female, stood up at the guest-of-honor table, one was timid and the other was in high spirits.
There was a fairly warm applause in the auditorium.
But almost all of the applause went to Professor Keridi Bubbaji.
As for Professor Quirrell, she is completely in her favor... a young professor, so there is nothing to welcome.
Not far from Kyle, a senior student said in amazement: "You actually applied to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts... I didn't realize that Professor Quirrell was so brave before."
After the applause, the two sat back down again.
Dumbledore continued: "Attention first-year students, the forest area on the school grounds is forbidden to any students.
You must remember that if someone invites you to go there, even if it is the professor you know best, please do not agree, it is very important. "
When he said this, Kyle felt countless eyes suddenly looking at him.
This made him speechless for a while.
Boy, is this a public execution?
Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't waste too much time on this, and continued: "Besides, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the corridor between classes.
Also don't take the magical plants from the greenhouse back to the castle, especially the dangerous ones. "
Dumbledore's shining eyes glanced at Kyle.
The corner of Kyle's mouth twitched, but he calmed down quickly.
Although he didn't know how Dumbledore knew it, it didn't matter, he gave the headmaster this face, and won't touch the plants brought from the greenhouse this semester.
"The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Anyone who is interested in joining the student representative team, please contact Ms. Huo Qi."
"Finally, I must tell everyone that those who do not want to encounter accidents and die in pain, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."
Kyle couldn't help laughing, the traces of fishing in this sentence should not be too obvious, and the straight hook was used, but I didn't expect Voldemort to believe it.
He didn't even think about it, if Dumbledore didn't have a backup, would he tell everyone the location directly?
No, Voldemort is just a wandering spirit now, using Professor Quirrell's shared brain, and it's normal to go down occasionally.
"He's not serious." Mikel's face turned pale.
"It's unlikely." Cedric shook his head and said, "At least it won't be as serious as he said. If Hogwarts really had such a dangerous place, I'm afraid it would have been completely sealed off long ago."
Afterwards, after everyone finished singing the school song, Dumbledore announced that he could go back to rest.
Kyle didn't move, but turned to look at the Gryffindor table.
It's time for someone to cash in on the bet.
"Oh...damn it!"
"I thought he forgot."
Fred and George sighed, and under the puzzled eyes of Harry and Ron, they threw a toffee into their mouths with a bitter face.
"Wow……"
"Oh~~~"
In the midst of shock and laughter, Fred and George tap danced around the table, flicking their two three-foot-long tongues.
There is no such bet, they added it themselves.
Because they have to be careful not to step on their tongues, Fred and George always twitch when they tap dance, which looks very magical.
"Oh~~"
There was laughter and applause from around again.
Even Dumbledore was attracted by their unique shape and unique dance steps, watching them with interest.
Only Professor McGonagall stood there with a livid face, and her mouth was almost drawn into a line.
Jumping once last year was not enough, come again this year?
