Harry Potter Reborn

The entrance hall of Hogwarts was lit red by torches and echoed with the footsteps of students.

The little wizard in wizard robes walked across the stone-paved floor and walked to the two doors on the right leading to the auditorium, where the opening banquet was held.

The auditorium was filled with four long academic tables, with a dark ceiling without stars above. This was exactly the view of the sky outside through the tall windows.

Candles floated above the dining table, illuminating the silvery ghosts dotting the auditorium and illuminating the excited faces of the students.

They were talking happily, exchanging experiences during the summer vacation, greeting friends from other colleges loudly, and looking at each other's new hairstyles and clothes.

Luna and Zhang Qiu left Harry and sat at the Ravenclaw table. As soon as they reached the Ravenclaw table, Zhang Qiu was excitedly pulled over by several fifth-grade girls and sat down.

Harry, Astoria, and Hermione found a few seats at the Gryffindor table and sat together. On the right sat the ghost of Gryffindor House - Nearly Headless Nick, who was playing with others again.

It's the same old trick, separate your head and show it to others.

On the other side were Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown. The two girls were greeting each other with hypocrisy and over-enthusiasm. It seemed that Parvati Patil was quietly greeting her good friend.

Showing off that she had become a prefect, Lavender Brown looked a little stiff. She didn't expect that Parvati Patil would be such a bitch, and she would be hit even by the green tea bitch.

It's really fitting that these two plastic sisters could become friends.

At the long faculty table at the front of the auditorium, a dignified soul sat on the edge.

She bit her lip and watched the students entering the auditorium. When she saw a certain figure, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then faded away.

"Hey, where is Professor Binns?" a seventh-grade boy asked in surprise.

He suddenly noticed that Professor Binns, the History of Magic professor who had not missed a meeting for seven years, was missing.

"Did you forget? At the end of last semester, Professor Binns was fired." Another boy said.

"Oh, yes. I really didn't remember that he has been teaching us for six years. Then a new History of Magic professor should be recruited, but there are no new faces on the faculty."

"Who knows, maybe the candidate hasn't been decided yet."

"No way, we have already started school."

…

Hagrid's tall and strong figure appeared at the end of the table.

He has already led the first-year students across the Black Lake by boat to the castle.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the door to the hall opened, and a long group of first-year students who looked undecided walked into the auditorium led by Principal McGonagall.

Principal McGonagall was holding a stool in his hand, with an ancient wizard's hat placed on it. There were many patches on the hat, and there was a wide crack beside the frayed brim.

The buzz of conversation in the auditorium gradually died down.

The first-year students lined up in a row in front of the staff table, facing the students from other grades.

Hermione said fondly: "Harry? I still remember the first time we were together? It was like this. Everyone in the room seemed to be looking at my face."

"Yeah? I was thinking at that time, I must let you, a proud little girl, be my wife." Harry said.

"I was only eleven years old," Hermione said.

Harry shrugged: "No way? Who made you so cute?"

…

Principal McGonagall carefully placed the stool in front of the first-year students and then stepped back.

The faces of the first-year students shone pale in the candlelight, and they felt uneasy and at a loss.

All the teachers and students in the school waited with bated breath. Then, the crack next to the hat brim opened like a mouth, and the Sorting Hat sang loudly:

A long time ago I was wearing a new hat,

Hogwarts hadn't been built yet,

The four founders of Noble Academy,

Thought they would never part ways.

The same goal unites them,

Each other's wishes are so identical:

Want to build the best magic school in the world?

Let their knowledge be passed on and continued.

"We will build schools together and teach together!"

The four friends are very determined?

However, they never dreamed that

One day they will split from each other.

What kind of friends are there in this world?

Better than Slytherin and Gryffindor?

Unless you count another pair of close friends——

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw?

How could such a good thing go wrong?

How could such a friendship be wiped out in one stroke?

Alas, I witnessed this sad story with my own eyes?

So I can explain it to you in detail here.

Slytherin said: "The students we teach?

Their bloodline must be the purest."

Ravenclaw said: "The students we teach?

Their intelligence must be superior to others."

Gryffindor said: "The students we teach,

You must be courageous and courageous, regardless of your own safety.”

Hufflepuff said: "I have many people to teach,

And treat them equally.”

These differences emerged for the first time,

This caused a small quarrel.

Each of the four founders owns a college,

Only recruit the young people they want.

Slytherin recruits wizards like himself,

Pure blood, full of tricks.

Only those younger generations with the sharpest minds,

Only then can you listen to the teachings of Ravenclaw.

If anyone is bold and adventurous,

He was admitted to the academy by the brave Gryffindor.

The rest were taken in by kind-hearted Hufflepuffs,

She taught them all her skills.

The four colleges and their founders,

In this way we maintain a strong and sincere friendship.

In those many happy years,

Teaching at Hogwarts is enjoyable and harmonious.

But then slowly a split appeared,

And fueled by our shortcomings and fears.

The four colleges are like four stone pillars,

He once held our school firmly in place.

Now they are at odds with each other and have constant disputes.

Everyone wants to monopolize power.

There was a time,

The school is about to die.

Countless noises, countless fights,

Former good friends turned against each other.

Then finally one morning,

The old Slytherin suddenly ran away.

Although the dispute had subsided by then,

He still left us in despair.

Only three of the four founders remain,

From then on, the situation of the four colleges,

It’s no longer as imagined in the past

Live in harmony and be united.

Now the Sorting Hat is in front of you,

You all know the origin of the matter:

I put you into each college,

Because my responsibilities cannot be changed.

Now let’s start sorting…

The hat stopped moving after singing. This means charging for a whole year and rapping for two minutes.

The auditorium became noisy with the Sorting Hat's song.

Principal McGonagall was about to announce the list of first-year students. She glanced around the auditorium with a normal and stern look. Immediately, the students who were whispering to each other fell silent.

The almost headless Nick pressed a transparent finger on his lips, sat up straight and solemnly, and the buzzing discussion in the auditorium suddenly stopped.

Professor McGonagall frowned and glanced at the four tables again, then lowered her eyes at the long piece of parchment in her hand, and loudly announced the first name.

"Euan Abercrombie."

A little boy with a panicked expression stumbled forward and looked at Principal McGonagall blankly.

Principal McGonagall looked from him to the end of the team and said, "It's time for sorting. You just need to put on that hat."

The little boy relaxed a little, and then put the hat on his head. Fortunately, he had two ears that were bigger than Tutu, so the hat didn't fall to his shoulders.

The Sorting Hat thought for a moment, then the slit beside the brim opened again, and loudly announced:

"Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor classmates applauded enthusiastically, and the little boy staggered to their table and sat down. Judging from his expression, he seemed to wish there was a hole in the ground for him to crawl into, and no one would stare at him anymore.

Looked at him.

Slowly, the long team of freshmen shrank little by little.

Finally, a child named Rose Zeller was sorted into Hufflepuff. Principal McGonagall put away her hat and stool, turned around, walked to the middle of the seat, and stood.

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