Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 299 The Sorting Hat Song!
The auditorium was a sea of ​​pointed black hats.

Every long table was almost full of students, and their faces were illuminated by thousands of candles.

The candles are suspended in mid-air above the table.

The ghosts were shining silver in the air.

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, a buzz came from the students below in the hall.

They couldn't believe that there were two wizards holding 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 another wizard dared to share the same position with Riddle, they were almost furious.

But the next second, Harry figured it out.

In the British wizarding world, especially among pure-bloods, almost everyone is a relative.

It is inevitable that there will be wizarding families like Draco's who know the young version of Voldemort.

Harry actually had no idea what kind of person Voldemort was.

But there was one thing Harry understood very well.

This can be seen from Qi Luo's fate.

He would not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of his own servants, and might even take his anger out on others.

Well, the expressions of these purebloods, or Slytherins, who all know everything, are understandable.

After all, maybe it was to avoid being implicated by some stupid Slytherin.

They had both sounded the alarm for every Slytherin - telling them the truth 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.

The students almost craned their necks to hear what Dumbledore would say next.

It's normal that the ghosts are not very curious. What happened in this school could be hidden from them?
They must have known.

"Okay, this is Remus Lupin, he will be the assistant teacher for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for the next year." Dumbledore looked in Lupin's direction.

Lupin stood up and there was some scattered, less-than-enthusiastic applause from the audience.

Ryan didn't think it was strange.

Although Lupin did not dress as shabbily as in the original book.

But with the other graceful Riddle around, who would think of applauding?

Moreover, Snape, the head of Slytherin, was staring at Lupin along the long faculty table, which was very obvious.

The expression on his thin, sallow face was twisted - something more than angry hatred.

Now, even when the Slytherins heard that Lupin was an assistant teacher and thought that Lupin was Riddle's new servant, they did not dare to applaud.

After all, Lupin is not the Dark Lord. Even if he is really the Dark Lord's servant, there is no need for him to offend their headmaster.

But Harry, Ron and Draco would naturally applaud loudly.

They knew Lupin.

As they applauded vigorously, others also applauded for Harry and the others, and the applause gradually became more intense.

Dumbledore also deliberately paused for a while and continued speaking after the applause was enthusiastic.

"This is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this semester and in the future - Tom Riddle."

"I think - everyone has known him for a long time." Dumbledore had just finished speaking.

The Slytherin table, as well as students at other house tables who were attracted by Riddle's appearance, burst into thunderous applause.

The applause almost brought the ceiling down, and the flames on the candles floating in the air also began to dance.

"Okay, let's continue with the sorting. The freshmen are probably going to hate me for making them stand for so long." Dumbledore said this after about ten minutes, when the applause gradually died down.

"It's time to start the sorting. I'm hungry!" Ron muttered.

Lisa Dupin on the side rolled her eyes at him - for what Ron said and for the fact that he didn't applaud her idol Riddle.

Then, the Sorting Hat on the stool trembled, as if to remind everyone that it was about to begin, and a crack near the brim of the hat opened like a mouth and began to sing:

Don't look at my plain appearance.

I am the magic hat of Gryffindor, four great wizards,
Infused me with thoughts,

Their names are still 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 moist quagmire is the homeland of Slytherin
The brave Gryffindor walked out of the swamp
Wise Ravenclaw thinking by the river

The benevolent Hufflepuffs planted gardens in the valley

The shrewd Slytherin hides in the mire
Four different growth environments

Four great wizards with different personalities

A common vision unites them
The same goal makes them work together
Hogwarts was founded
Four colleges were born.

Gryffindor welcomes brave fighters

Ravenclaw selects smart people

Slytherin cultivates motivated teenagers

Hufflepuff accepts hard-working children

Come wear me!
The magic hat with the thoughts of the Big Four!
Do not be afraid!
Don't panic!

Let me see your mind
Which college will light up for you!
After the Sorting Hat finished singing, there was warm applause in the hall.

As the applause faded, Professor McGonagall unrolled a large roll of parchment.

"When I call someone's name, he puts his hat on his head and sits on the stool."

"Once the hat has announced the houses, go sit at the corresponding tables," Professor McGonagall said to the first-year students.

"Jason Astra!" A little boy sat down on the chair tremblingly.

"Hufflepuff!" yelled the Sorting Hat.

“This is the song it took a whole year to come up with?”

"I say he ought to have given a warning - Harry, you know what I mean, it's in the Headmaster's office, it knows -" Ron whispered to Harry as the Sorting Hat continued its sorting.

"One year? It has the ideas of the Big Four. In my opinion, this is just its improvisation."

"What's it supposed to warn about?" Seamus asked, turning his head.

He was drawn to Ron's words.

"Hey, you were eavesdropping on me!" Ron waved his fork unhappily.

Hunger plus a little anger made his expression particularly ferocious.

"You're just being too loud!"

"I don't even want to hear it!"

"You're probably trying to brag again!" Seamus said sarcastically, and before Ron could continue to refute, he turned his head away.

Hermione, who was sitting with Ryan not far away, couldn't help but nod in agreement when she heard Seamus say that Ron had a loud voice.

"Luna Lovegood!"

"Ravenclaw!" When Harry heard the crazy girl Ron just mentioned, who was also a Ravenclaw, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Luna who walked calmly to the Ravenclaw table.

She didn't look like a 'crazy girl' at all in terms of appearance, and she wasn't as nervous as the average little wizard.

You know, even a young and brave wizard would inevitably panic when facing the sorting.

Harry was suddenly stunned. An empty seat suddenly appeared not far from him - next to Ryan.

That Luna sat over there and appeared!
He just discovered that the seat was empty!
This must be Ryan's work.

This also means that this Luna must know Ryan.

I am speechless. The Sorting Hat song is so difficult to compose. I spent an hour revising it, but I am still not satisfied.

Normally it takes one hour, and if it’s slow, a 1-word first draft can be completed.

No wonder Rowling only wrote the Sorting Hat song in three of her seven books.

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(End of this chapter)