Chapter 289: End of the Sorting and Furong Joins

The seniors were also curious and asked the new students about the specific reasons. It would have been fine if they hadn't asked, but when they did, they almost burst out laughing. Even the professors and deans who learned the truth expressed different emotions.

For example, Professor Foley was already grinning from ear to ear at this moment, making goose-like laughter. According to the freshmen, Yang Tian's advertising effect was beyond imagination, and almost all the young wizards wanted to enter Ravenclaw and become friends with Yang Tian.

Professor McGonagall was also smiling happily. After all, according to what these little guys said, Hogwarts' Transfiguration had shown its great reputation since last year, and as the dean of the college, she could be said to have picked up a big bargain this time.

Next was Professor Sprout's turn. Although Yang Tian and Neville didn't achieve particularly outstanding results with her, they did make some achievements. Therefore, Hufflepuff was an acceptable choice.

Only Professor Snape had a face as gloomy as the bottom of a pot. Because of the "childish talk", the little wizard portrayed Slytherin as a mediocre place. Only when the Sorting Hat directly announced that a student was only suitable for Slytherin, they would be forced to accept this tragic fate. Just tell me, isn't it infuriating? If someone hadn't suddenly called Professor Snape away in the middle of the meeting, he would have been so angry that he would have died.

However, Yang Tian was quite satisfied with the result of the Sorting Ceremony. At least, Cook got into Ravenclaw as he wished and became his junior. Of course, Ginny got into Gryffindor smoothly just like in the original book...

Everyone thought that everything had been settled and the feast would begin the next moment. But who would have thought that a new round of sorting ceremony would begin again. Yes, it was that batch of transfer students...

At this moment, there were wailing sounds coming from the restaurant. There was nothing they could do, as everyone was starving.

However, what can they do? All the new and old students can only watch helplessly as the transfer students, with their unswerving momentum and courage, engage in a fierce debate with the Sorting Hat and complete the final process of the Sorting Ceremony...

Finally, when there was only one person left in the entire waiting area, everyone's attention was finally focused.

She did not disappoint everyone. As soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of almost all the men present like a magnet. Her long silver hair fell to her waist like a waterfall, and her big blue eyes were even more charming.

She walked forward calmly like a darling of heaven, and when she picked up the Sorting Hat, she said in an unquestionable tone: "Listen carefully, I only want to go to Ravenclaw."

It has to be said that this girl, who is 1/4 Veela, has completely taken control of the situation.

Hearing this voice, Yang Tian, ​​who was chatting with his friends, suddenly froze, and a bad feeling came over him. He looked in the direction of the voice, but was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped: "What's going on? Why did she follow him here?"

"Do you know each other?" Hearing Yang Tian's words, the friends' eyes immediately flashed with a blazing fire of gossip, and they couldn't wait to ask.

"She is a fourth-year student at Beauxbatons School of Magic. Moreover, she is the favorite disciple of Beauxbatons Principal Maxime!" Yang Tian said speechlessly.

"Ah? How did you know?" Penelope was obviously shocked.

Yang Tian stroked his forehead and frowned, "During the holidays, Madam Maxim brought her to the Forley Manor and wanted to recruit me to their school, but I didn't agree." Then, Yang Tian simply told his friends what happened that day...

While the other students were speaking earnestly, Furong, who was the center of attention, had already walked to Yang Tian's side with a smug look on her face. She raised her head slightly and looked at the boy who had once made her lose face, with a barely perceptible smile on her lips.

"Hey, arrogant guy, remember what I said to you before? I will never let you go easily! How about it, didn't expect that we would meet again so soon?" There was a hint of provocation and sarcasm in Furong's tone.

Yang Tian didn't care about Furong's provocation. As he spoke, he naturally gave up a seat to Furong: "It's really unexpected. But... are you sure Madam Maxime will let you go?"

"What does this have to do with me?" Furong sat leisurely on the chair, and said as if it had nothing to do with her: "I have already told Madame Maxime that this time it was because you saw me and invited me warmly, and said you would introduce me to audit Mr. Nicolas Flamel's class. So, I really couldn't resist such temptation, and finally decided to transfer here."

"What?" Yang Tian was stunned. He stared at the other person with wide eyes, looking at him in disbelief. It took him a long time to react, "You...you tricked me?"

"Hmph, I don't care. Anyway, I will never let you go until the accounts between us are settled." Furong continued smugly, "By the way, I have to make one thing clear: if I want to cheat you, I will definitely cheat you openly in front of you; even if you are not there at the time, I will tell you openly afterwards. So, you can rest assured."

"Poof!~" Penelope, who was drinking juice, accidentally burst out laughing, and the other friends couldn't help laughing as well.

Yang Tian...Okay, he gave up on treatment...

Seeing that Yang Tian was withdrawn, Fleur greeted Penelope with a smile on her face: "Hello, my name is Fleur Delacour, nice to meet you."

"Hello, my name is Penelope Clearwater." Penelope responded happily.

Fleur began to greet the other friends again, Chang Cho, Hermione, Padma... and of course, Little Cook.

Up to this point, everyone has gotten to know each other thoroughly.

Furong finally made her announcement: "Last time we met, Yang Tian told me not to live my life with a mask on. In fact, this is what I have always hoped for. So, you know, I especially want to make a few good friends. And it would be best if they were female friends, the kind of true good friends that I can confide in."

"Oh, you're being too deliberate." Hearing her words, Yang Tian came to his senses. At this moment, he almost burst out laughing: "How can you have a preconceived position when making friends? It's better to let things take their own course. If you get along with each other slowly, you will soon understand what kind of people they are."

"Hmph." Furong turned her head away with a cold face and ignored him.

It was very strange! In simple contact, Furong seemed to be able to chat well with anyone; even if she didn't like someone, she could at least keep a straight face; but when it came to Yang Tian, ​​she was absolutely cold and indifferent.

Yang Tian once again expressed that he was very hurt...