"Harry Potter!"

When the witch, who was wearing a dark green spire wizard's top hat and looked very serious, shouted the name to the parchment in her hand, the whole auditorium suddenly became silent, and then there was a whisper, like the hissing of a small flame.

"Potter, is she called Potter?"' "Is it the Harry Potter boy who survived the disaster?"

When the hat was about to bend it to his head to cover his sight, Harry saw the restaurant crowded with people, hoping to see his appearance clearly. Then there was the dark world and waiting in the hat.

"Hey, wake up, Silver, look, it's the Harry Potter branch." A dark-haired girl shook her companion who was still wandering towards the empty golden plate in front of her.

"Oh, where am I?" The boy with silver-gray hair seemed to wake up from his dream, and then skillfully avoided the girl's three-combo. "To be honest, Padma, if you are always so violent, you will have to turn to Gryffindor to accompany your sister Pavati." "Oh, is that?" The girl's voice suddenly became strange. The boy instinctively felt a sign of danger. Just as he was about to say a few words to make up for it, he felt the soft touch of the girl's little hand coming from his waist, and then, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Of course, this little episode in the corner of Ravenclaw's dining table in the auditorium did not attract everyone's attention, because everyone was staring at the boy who looked extremely nervous under the tattered branch hat.

It seemed that after a long wait, when the course hat finally called out Gryffindor, everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Harry took off his hat and walked down the Gryffindor table with his legs trembling. The next new school was still going on, but people seemed to stop paying attention and were talking about Harry Potter, the boy who survived the disaster. When the last remaining Breesshabini was assigned to Slytherin, Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment,

He picked up the school hat and left. At this time, Albus Dumbledore stood up. He looked at the students with a smile and stretched his arms to them. Nothing seemed to make him happier than seeing the students gathered together. "Welcome!" he said, "Welcome to Hogwarts to start the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words. That is: idiot! Crying nose! Scratch! Twist! "Thank you everyone!" He sat down again. Everyone applauded and cheered.

"Crazy old man." Silver murmured in a low voice, but unfortunately Padma heard it again. Padma gave Silver a blank look. Silver immediately said attentively: "Padma, why don't you give me some potatoes?" Padma ignored Silver and talked to the female companion he had just met. Silver's loss did not last for a few seconds because of his enthusiasm, he poured into the roast beef, roasted chicken, pork chop, lamb chop, sausage, steak, boiled potatoes, roasted potatoes, fried potatoes in front of him.

Slices, Yorkshire pudding, pea seedlings, carrots, gravy and tomato sauce. When everyone opened their stomachs to fill their stomachs, the remaining food disappeared from the plate. The plate and fork became smooth as before. After a while, the pudding came up. All kinds of ice creams were available, including apple cakes, pulp cakes, chocolate sponge cakes, fried jam donuts, wine-soaked jam pudding, strawberries, jelly, rice pudding... Silver took a piece of chocolate sponge cake, and the topic on the table turned to their respective families.

"Silver, what's your family like?" asked Michael Conner, opposite the dining table. "What's there to say about this? An ordinary wizard family. My mother opened a wizard clothing store. My dad always tinkers with magical jewelry and sells some gadgets to make some money." "Well, which wizard clothing store is?" Anthony Goldstein next to Michael asked. "Oh, maybe you've heard of it, it's the wizard clothing store." Silver's mouth was stuffed with chocolate sponge cakes and said in a daze. "Wow, it's the wizard clothing store, that famous

High-level wizard clothing store." "Except for wizard nobles, it is difficult for ordinary wizards to afford clothes there." The discussions on the dining table were heard one after another. Just now, the desserts on the table disappeared, and Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The restaurant returned to quiet. "Oh, now everyone is full and drinks, I want to say a few more words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I want to put some precautions to everyone." "Please be careful with the forests on the campus, all students are prohibited from entering. Some of our old class students should also remember this."

Dumbledore's shining eyes swept at the Weasley twins.

"Along with that, the administrator, Mr. Felch, also asked me to remind everyone not to use magic in the corridor during class.

"The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. All students who are interested in participating in the college team are required to contact Mrs. Huo Qi.

"Finally, I must tell you, who do not want to suffer an accident and die in pain, please do not enter the corridor on the right of the fourth floor."

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore said loudly. Dumbledore gently flicked his wand, and a long golden ribbon flew out of the wand, twisting and coiling lines of text like a snake on the high dining table.

"Everyone chooses the tune they like," Dumbledore said, "Prepare, sing!"

So all the teachers and students sang loudly: Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us knowledge, whether we are bald elderly people or children who fall to their knees, our minds can accept some interesting things.

Because now our minds are empty, full of air, dead flies and trivial things, teach us some valuable knowledge and return what we have forgotten to us. You just need to do your best and give the rest to ourselves, and we will study hard until it turns into dirt.

Everyone finished singing this school song in seventy-eighth. Only the twin brothers of the Weasley family continued to sing with the slow melody of "The Funeral March". Dumbledore used his wand to direct the last few bars for them, and when they finished singing, his applause was the loudest.

"Music," he said, wiping his eyes, "more charming than anything we do here! It's time to bed. Go back to the dormitory."

The first-year student of Ravenclaw followed the chief Peneno through the noisy crowd, walked out of the restaurant, and climbed the spiral stairs. Silver's legs seemed to be filled with lead again, because he was too full. Finally they came to a door. There was no handle or keyhole on the door, but there was only a piece of wood that was shining with the old age, with an eagle-shaped bronze door knocker. Peneno knocked on the door, and the eagle's beak opened immediately, but did not make a bird's cry, but a gentle, musical

The voice said, "Where did the disappearing thing go?" Peneno replied, "Transformed into nothingness, that is, into everything." "Well," the eagle-shaped door knocker said, and the door opened suddenly. Peneno said to the freshman behind him, "We, Ravenclaw, are different from other colleges. The wise Ravenclaw does not need a dull command. If you want to enter the Ravenclaw common room, you must answer the door's questions. If you can't answer, stand at the door until someone comes to help you."

The empty Ravenclaw communal lounge is a large circular room, more ethereal than all the rooms Silver saw in Hogwarts. The walls are elegantly arched windows, with blue and bronze silk hanging: during the day, Ravenclaw's classmates can see the surrounding mountains with beautiful scenery. The ceiling is dome, with stars painted on it, and the dark blue carpet below is covered with stars. There are tables, chairs, bookshelfs, and a tall white marble statue stands in the niche opposite the door.

Peneno guided the girls into a door, to their dormitory, and then took the boys into another door. On the top of a spiral staircase - they were obviously in a tower - they finally found their own bunk: five beds with four columns, hanging with crimson flannel curtains. Their boxes had already been delivered. They were exhausted and did not want to talk more, and they changed into pajamas and fell to sleep.

Silver originally wanted to communicate with the people in the dormitory, but the boys were obviously very tired and had no interest in talking. They all climbed onto the bed and fell asleep. So Silver had to give up this plan. Before Silver climbed onto the bed and closed her eyes, the sentence engraved under the statue of Ravenclaw suddenly flashed in her mind - "Extraordinary intelligence is the greatest wealth of mankind." "But can extraordinary intelligence explain what happened to me?" Silver mocked himself, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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The next part is not the main text. I am unfamiliar with how Qidian is operating. I can't submit the work related to it. I said it's 3,000 words. I really don't understand. I think what else can do?

This book is a fan, Harry Potter fan.

I am a man and have no strange hobbies, so please don't expect BL, GL and other elements. I don't like too YY, but moderate YY is a man's nature, so in principle, this book will not have zhongma (I hate harmony), but there will not be any complicated plots of love, hate, and love. In short, how to write it comfortably.

The protagonist is from Lavenclaw Academy. Because there are too many people who write about Gryffindor and Slytherin, they have to take different routes, always staying behind the Savior as a tinkerer, and leading the way is really uninnovative. If Voldemort's resurrection is the main mission, then the vast number of side plots in the world of Harry Potter are worthy of writing.
Chapter completed!