NOVEL NEXT Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn
Chapter 294 The Sorting Hat's New Song
The two of them were probably the last ones to come. Sarah saw that Professor McGonagall was staring at Filch as he locked the door, and he yelled, "Minerva! I'm here!"
Salazar pulled Godric out of the carriage and ran towards the gate.
When they entered the gate, Professor McGonagall told Filch to close the door, then frowned at the two of them.
She stretched out her hand a little angrily, and slapped Salazar a few times.
"Bad boy! Are you naughty again? Phineas! You can't spoil him!" Professor McGonagall pulled Salazar over and looked him up and down. "I jumped out of the car just now, I saw you! Do you know?"
Salazar blinked and said with a grin, "No wrestling."
"That can't be done either!"
Professor McGonagall grabbed Salazar's arm and led him into the castle. Godric looked at the locked gate and thought of Draco and the others, um...
In the end, he followed Professor McGonagall's pace as if he didn't know, and went to the auditorium.
This year, it was Professor Sprout who welcomed the new students. There were many more Aurors in Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall was worried about them, so he guarded the gate together and watched them check the students entering the school.
She probably still remembers the hatred of the Ministry of Magic's violent law enforcement.
Salazar was dragged all the way to the entrance of the auditorium by Professor McGonagall, and she let go of her. Then she warned Salazar not to cause trouble, and hurried to take charge of this year's freshman sorting ceremony.
After Salazar entered, he saw a group of freshmen with innocent and pure eyes like a group of carrot heads lined up in the middle of the auditorium.
He was about to say a few words of emotion when Godric pushed him from behind.
"Sit down!"
"Oh."
Salazar sat down casually at the end of the Hufflepuff table, watching the uneasy freshmen with great interest.
Godric didn't know how he became interested in the freshman, walked over, pressed his head directly, and kept his eyes away from the freshman.
The sorting hat was taken out by Professor McGonagall, his voice was clear, and he used all his studies from last year today.
"Is this an opera?"
A very famous opera on the Muggle side.
The Sorting Hat directly used other people's tunes. Although it simplified the lyrics, the song of the Sorting Hat this time took two or three times longer than before.
When it stopped howling, Professor McGonagall still hadn't recovered. Dumbledore clapped his hands happily and praised the Sorting Hat's song this year loudly. Professor McGonagall suddenly recovered. god.
Salazar plucked his ear with his little finger, and asked Godric, "Where did it learn it? Dumbledore played it to it?"
Godric just replied blankly: "It already has this kind of tune! Last time I saw it, it asked me what kind of music I like."
Salazar froze for a moment: "You told it that you like opera?!"
Godric coughed and turned away.
"Then tell it next time, I don't like listening to songs, I want to listen to recitation!!!"
Salazar quickly recovered, and asked again: "Do you like to listen to opera?"
Godric replied in a low voice: "Muggle art is actually very interesting."
"Then next time we find a chance, how about we secretly listen to it?"
Godric looked at Salazar and said, "You like it?"
"I don't know, but don't you like it?"
The two were whispering there, causing other people to watch, but they didn't pay attention.
"Senior Black and that little Dumbledore have such a good relationship."
The Hufflepuffs were discussing quietly.
The sorting ceremony was also proceeding slowly, and just as Professor McGonagall finished reading the best name, the door of the auditorium was opened again.
Draco and Blaise walked in quickly with dark faces.
They sat down on the long Slytherin table without saying a word, and attracted a lot of attention.
Harry just wondered how they almost missed the dinner party.
"Actually, Phineas and Sachs came in very late," Hermione said.
Ron shook his head and said, "What do you mean? That Malfoy and Zabini are late because of Sachs? How is that possible?"
Hermione looked at Harry.
Harry thought for a while, and told about Salazar borrowing his Invisibility Cloak.
"He did say that he was going to see Malfoy and the others, but... what did he do to make Malfoy and the others come to the auditorium so late, it doesn't seem strange."
Rowena looked up to Slytherin, and then noticed whether Draco and the others looked up in the direction of Hufflepuff College, just looking at that gaze, probably looking at Salazar and the others. The resentment is almost substantial.
It looked like Salazar had done something to keep them late.
But that doesn't matter. With the end of the sorting ceremony, the food was brought out, the students were already hungry, and all the attention was attracted by the delicious food. Everyone started to enjoy dinner. As for those who were late Whether it's people, or people who want to hug and blend together, they are not as attractive as the delicious food on the table.
It wasn't until dinner time was over that Dumbledore began to speak.
Harry noticed with surprise that there was something different about Dumbledore's right hand.
"Look at Professor Dumbledore's hand!"
Hermione also noticed that her whole hand was pitch black as if she had been burned while reading a book.
"What's up with him?"
Many students in the auditorium also noticed Dumbledore's hand. After realizing this, Dumbledore hid the hand helplessly.
Hermione showed a worried expression: "Is he hurt?"
Rowena whispered next to her: "It was a little prank. Sal asked me for it before school started. The effect is probably that after the explosion touches something like black ink, it turns the skin it touches black."
Then Rowena continued very calmly: "It's a kind of candy, a prank candy. It doesn't look very fun, so the joke store doesn't even put it on the shelves."
Hermione asked in surprise, "But why did he do that?"
Rowena shrugged and replied: "You should ask Thrall, not me, I just made a little thing randomly, it is pure black, but it has no other negative effects, don't worry about Professor Dumbledore's body , he's fine."
But the students who didn't know the inside story thought that the principal might have been injured.
Because it seems that it is indeed very unknown.
Only Salazar ate the pudding after dinner, not paying attention to Dumbledore's situation on the podium.
Godric stared at Dumbledore's right hand, recalling Dumbledore's appearance when he was cursed by the Resurrection Stone, and felt that it looked more similar.
The little curse this time is the super version improved by Rowena. It is said that it can last for a year without fading. I hope Voldemort will not doubt it.
Salazar pulled Godric out of the carriage and ran towards the gate.
When they entered the gate, Professor McGonagall told Filch to close the door, then frowned at the two of them.
She stretched out her hand a little angrily, and slapped Salazar a few times.
"Bad boy! Are you naughty again? Phineas! You can't spoil him!" Professor McGonagall pulled Salazar over and looked him up and down. "I jumped out of the car just now, I saw you! Do you know?"
Salazar blinked and said with a grin, "No wrestling."
"That can't be done either!"
Professor McGonagall grabbed Salazar's arm and led him into the castle. Godric looked at the locked gate and thought of Draco and the others, um...
In the end, he followed Professor McGonagall's pace as if he didn't know, and went to the auditorium.
This year, it was Professor Sprout who welcomed the new students. There were many more Aurors in Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall was worried about them, so he guarded the gate together and watched them check the students entering the school.
She probably still remembers the hatred of the Ministry of Magic's violent law enforcement.
Salazar was dragged all the way to the entrance of the auditorium by Professor McGonagall, and she let go of her. Then she warned Salazar not to cause trouble, and hurried to take charge of this year's freshman sorting ceremony.
After Salazar entered, he saw a group of freshmen with innocent and pure eyes like a group of carrot heads lined up in the middle of the auditorium.
He was about to say a few words of emotion when Godric pushed him from behind.
"Sit down!"
"Oh."
Salazar sat down casually at the end of the Hufflepuff table, watching the uneasy freshmen with great interest.
Godric didn't know how he became interested in the freshman, walked over, pressed his head directly, and kept his eyes away from the freshman.
The sorting hat was taken out by Professor McGonagall, his voice was clear, and he used all his studies from last year today.
"Is this an opera?"
A very famous opera on the Muggle side.
The Sorting Hat directly used other people's tunes. Although it simplified the lyrics, the song of the Sorting Hat this time took two or three times longer than before.
When it stopped howling, Professor McGonagall still hadn't recovered. Dumbledore clapped his hands happily and praised the Sorting Hat's song this year loudly. Professor McGonagall suddenly recovered. god.
Salazar plucked his ear with his little finger, and asked Godric, "Where did it learn it? Dumbledore played it to it?"
Godric just replied blankly: "It already has this kind of tune! Last time I saw it, it asked me what kind of music I like."
Salazar froze for a moment: "You told it that you like opera?!"
Godric coughed and turned away.
"Then tell it next time, I don't like listening to songs, I want to listen to recitation!!!"
Salazar quickly recovered, and asked again: "Do you like to listen to opera?"
Godric replied in a low voice: "Muggle art is actually very interesting."
"Then next time we find a chance, how about we secretly listen to it?"
Godric looked at Salazar and said, "You like it?"
"I don't know, but don't you like it?"
The two were whispering there, causing other people to watch, but they didn't pay attention.
"Senior Black and that little Dumbledore have such a good relationship."
The Hufflepuffs were discussing quietly.
The sorting ceremony was also proceeding slowly, and just as Professor McGonagall finished reading the best name, the door of the auditorium was opened again.
Draco and Blaise walked in quickly with dark faces.
They sat down on the long Slytherin table without saying a word, and attracted a lot of attention.
Harry just wondered how they almost missed the dinner party.
"Actually, Phineas and Sachs came in very late," Hermione said.
Ron shook his head and said, "What do you mean? That Malfoy and Zabini are late because of Sachs? How is that possible?"
Hermione looked at Harry.
Harry thought for a while, and told about Salazar borrowing his Invisibility Cloak.
"He did say that he was going to see Malfoy and the others, but... what did he do to make Malfoy and the others come to the auditorium so late, it doesn't seem strange."
Rowena looked up to Slytherin, and then noticed whether Draco and the others looked up in the direction of Hufflepuff College, just looking at that gaze, probably looking at Salazar and the others. The resentment is almost substantial.
It looked like Salazar had done something to keep them late.
But that doesn't matter. With the end of the sorting ceremony, the food was brought out, the students were already hungry, and all the attention was attracted by the delicious food. Everyone started to enjoy dinner. As for those who were late Whether it's people, or people who want to hug and blend together, they are not as attractive as the delicious food on the table.
It wasn't until dinner time was over that Dumbledore began to speak.
Harry noticed with surprise that there was something different about Dumbledore's right hand.
"Look at Professor Dumbledore's hand!"
Hermione also noticed that her whole hand was pitch black as if she had been burned while reading a book.
"What's up with him?"
Many students in the auditorium also noticed Dumbledore's hand. After realizing this, Dumbledore hid the hand helplessly.
Hermione showed a worried expression: "Is he hurt?"
Rowena whispered next to her: "It was a little prank. Sal asked me for it before school started. The effect is probably that after the explosion touches something like black ink, it turns the skin it touches black."
Then Rowena continued very calmly: "It's a kind of candy, a prank candy. It doesn't look very fun, so the joke store doesn't even put it on the shelves."
Hermione asked in surprise, "But why did he do that?"
Rowena shrugged and replied: "You should ask Thrall, not me, I just made a little thing randomly, it is pure black, but it has no other negative effects, don't worry about Professor Dumbledore's body , he's fine."
But the students who didn't know the inside story thought that the principal might have been injured.
Because it seems that it is indeed very unknown.
Only Salazar ate the pudding after dinner, not paying attention to Dumbledore's situation on the podium.
Godric stared at Dumbledore's right hand, recalling Dumbledore's appearance when he was cursed by the Resurrection Stone, and felt that it looked more similar.
The little curse this time is the super version improved by Rowena. It is said that it can last for a year without fading. I hope Voldemort will not doubt it.
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