Big Boss In The Harry Potter World

"Solim, R... Ryff, I can't find it, I can't find it anywhere." Neville's eyes were swollen and looked like he had been punched by a troll.

"Don't worry, you'll be able to see your toad soon, can you stop crying?" Solim took Hermione and Neville to pick a boat and sit on it, "Besides, what's so good about that toad? , if you want a pet, I will give you an owl after a while."

When all the little wizards were on board, the boats began to move slowly by themselves, heading towards the castle. Hermione and Solim sat on one end, Neville on the other - the little fat guy's ass was a bit big.

Looking at the majestic castle in the distance, even Solim II couldn't help whistling—yes, it's Hogwarts' exclusive BGM.

"Ah, that's Hogwarts Castle, I read it in a book, the ceiling of the castle hall..." Hermione sat next to Solim and started babbling like an old lady again.

"All right, all right, Hermione, let's cut it short, but you really decided to go to Gryffindor? I think Ravenclaw is more suitable for you." Solim hastily interrupted Hermione's tirade.

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Hermione turned to look at Solim, frowning in confusion, "How do you know Ravenclaw is right for me?"

"Okay, let me tell you something that the books you read won't tell you." Solim thought it would be better to say it himself than to hear Hermione there.

Gryffindor symbolizes courage, Slytherin symbolizes talent, Ravenclaw symbolizes wisdom, and Hufflepuff symbolizes loyalty. This is said in "A Piece of Hogwarts School History". Well, this is not wrong, it's just that some things in the book are not easy to write too straightforwardly. Hermione didn't know, Solim didn't know? Gryffindor is full of mischievous brats, and the common room is always a mess, so you can't even look at your homework there. Of course, if you have complete resistance to outside interference, then ignore me. Compared to Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Slytherin are much better. The students of these two colleges are relatively mature, and the environment is also suitable for reading books quietly. Ravenclaw has its own library. Although it is not as large as Hogwarts' library, the books in Ravenclaw's library are all left by Ms. Ravenclaw. Although there is no library in Slytherin, there are a large number of empty classrooms and hidden classrooms around the Slytherin lounge. This suits Solim very well. He didn't want to be back in his warm bed after making potions or spells and crossing half the castle. You know, professors will know if students stay in their beds after lights out. Although Hufflepuff is also underground, and the kitchen is next to the lounge, but the badgers of Hufflepuff... Well, I can only say that they are very friendly.

"So look, Hermione, I've gotten to know you a little bit after this period of time. Do you think you can adapt to the atmosphere of Gryffindor? Among a group of little wizards who equate recklessness with courage and like to travel at night and get into trouble, you Do you think you can get along with them?" Solim turned his head to look at Hermione and asked, "Watch those little troublemakers get into trouble and get points deducted. Do you think you can ignore these? Not to mention..." Solim smiled at Hermione He smiled, "And Potions class. Believe me, Professor Snape doesn't like all Gryffindors. He will seize every opportunity to find fault with Gryffindors. If you really go to Gryffindors, you will suffer." Said At this point, Solim turned his head to look at Neville.

"Speaking of Professor Snape, Neville, I told you to study for Potions, did you?"

Neville's face was dull, and he remembered what he wanted to forget when he heard Solim's words. "Uh, I, I forgot." Neville was a little embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do, he had a forgetful brain.

"Then I advise you to hurry up, there will be two consecutive Potions classes on Friday morning, and you can ask me if you have any questions." Solim looked at Hermione again, "Of course, if you both go to Gryffindor, I will Think Hermione is willing to help you, right?"

"Huh? Yes, I'll help you, Neville." Hermione was obviously still thinking about what Solim had just said to her, and didn't react for a while. After a moment's hesitation, Hermione told Solim about the savior she met when she was helping Neville find Toad on the train.

"Oh, so you met the famous 'Saviour', and that Weasley kid with freckles." Solim saw Hermione reach out and scratch the freckles on her face.

"Disappointed?" Solim stood up—they were there.

"It's not that I'm disappointed, I just feel—" Hermione hadn't finished speaking when she heard a "plop" from behind.

Solim turned his head quickly to see what had happened. He and Hermione disembarked - the bows of the two of them were close to the shore, and the hapless Neville had just stood up and before he knew it, the boat was overturned by his weight.

"Oh my god, really." Solim hurried into the water and dragged Neville ashore, "Be careful anyway." Feeling his waterlogged shoes and obviously heavy robe, he looked drenched The little fat man, Solim simply took out his wand and dried the two of them.

"Okay, first-year freshmen! Come here!" A huge figure greeted the little wizards not far away.

"Okay Neville, let's go." Feeling the dry feet again and the much lighter robe, Solim beckoned the two to go, "What do you think? Hermione, go ahead."

Looking at Neville who became dry again, he thought about his previous appearance of a drowned chicken. Hermione found magic really convenient. Although Hermione was a young wizard from an ordinary family, her understanding of the magic world was narrow and one-sided, but it didn't mean she didn't have the most basic judgment. Hermione was sure that this young wizard named Solim was definitely the best of the first year.

"Hermione?" Seeing that Hermione didn't speak, Solim called her again.

"Huh? Solim, I want to ask you something." Hermione pursed her lips, she was a little embarrassed. "Can I come to your place to learn magic with Neville in the future? I'm a little worried that I won't be able to keep up with the progress of school."

Solim understood immediately when he heard Hermione's words. The few spells he cast along the way brought a lot of frustration to the little witch in front of him, making the little witch feel that there was a big gap between herself and the little wizard from a wizard family.

"I know what you're thinking, Hermione." Solim led Hermione and Neville to line up honestly, and Hermione stood in front of him, "Don't think too much, most of the little wizards are the same as you, You don't know any magic before you come to school. Of course, you want to come and I welcome you, every week..."

"Two, four, six, I remember." Hermione's memory was obviously much better than Neville's, and she had learned to answer quickly.

Solim curled his lips: "Okay, you just need to remember, I will look for you when the time comes."

Under the leadership of the gamekeeper, the little wizards lined up and stepped up the stairs to Hogwarts Castle one by one. I have to say that this castle is really shocking, and there are whispers of little wizards everywhere. The children of the wizarding family bragged to each other, while the children of the Muggle family looked at the magnificent castle not far away with their mouths open. From time to time, there are little wizards who fall because others step on their robes.

The subject of the savior was interrupted, and Solim wasn't ready to ask further. After all, they are all in the same school. If you don’t look up and see you when you look down, there will be a long time to come.

A mighty group of young wizards, led by the half-blood giant and gamekeeper Hagrid, had already passed through the side gate of the castle. The gate of the castle was the end point that the senior students took Yeqila's car to. The place where the first-year freshmen came by boat was at the foot of the mountain, and they had to climb a long flight of stairs to really come to the castle.

After seeing the chaos of a group of ghosts, the little wizards gradually calmed down. They all knew that the sorting would start soon, which made most young wizards feel nervous.

"Are those that floated past just now ghosts?" Hermione asked softly, turning her face to the side.

"A 'ghost' to be precise," Solim replied. "That's the consciousness left by the wizard, not the soul. There's a big difference. I'll explain it to you later." Solim had seen Professor McGonagall holding a A roll of parchment came over, quickly ending the topic.

"Okay, be quiet! New students. The sorting ceremony is about to begin, I am..."

"Lyfe!" Neville yelled, rushing towards Professor McGonagall.

"Pfft—" Solim was glad he didn't have any liquid in his mouth other than saliva, otherwise he would have been able to spray Hermione in the head and wash her hair along the way.

Neville gently lifted his toad from Professor McGonagall's feet. Then he seemed to suddenly realize what he had done. He lowered his head and carefully raised his eyelids to look at the witch in front of him who looked stricter than grandma.

"I'm so sorry, Professor McGonagall." Solim hurried forward to give Neville a hand, "This is the pet he lost earlier."

Professor McGonagall quivered her thin lips, glanced at Solim, then fixed her eyes on Neville. "Everyone! Follow me in single file." Professor McGonagall turned around neatly, leading the little wizards like an auditorium. Clutching the poor roll of parchment tightly in her hand, maybe she wished it was Neville himself she was clutching. It was the first time that the little wizard interrupted her speech when the sorting ceremony was about to begin.

"You're done, Neville, Professor McGonagall is the Headmaster of Gryffindor," Solim patted Neville on the shoulder, "Good luck." Then he walked forward with the little wizards.

Neville stood there holding a toad - he was terrified.

"Let's go Neville, don't be dazed." Hermione pushed Neville, "The sorting ceremony is about to start, don't be dazed."

When Mr. McGonagall pushed open the door of the auditorium, everything in the auditorium was instantly imprinted in the eyes of the little wizards. Candles floating in the sky, huge painted windows, senior seniors and senior professors sitting on both sides of the auditorium. Finally, the little wizards saw the high stool in the middle and a dirty wizard hat on top of the stool.

Even the young wizards of the wizard family were seeing such a scene for the first time. Hundreds of people sat together and paid attention to these little wizards. At this time, no matter whether they were pure-blooded or Muggle-born little wizards, they were all nervous, and some of the little wizards' bodies shook like a sieve—just like Neville following Solim's ass.

"Relax, Neville, relax, the Sorting Hat won't eat you." Solim pulled Neville, who was behind his ass, to him, "If you really want to enter Gryffindor, show some courage. You Don't want your grandma to be disappointed?"

"Damn Fred and George, from what they say, I still have to fight the troll." Not far in front of Solim and the others, there was a little red-haired wizard who suppressed his voice and angered a little boy in front of him. said the wizard.

"The one in front of that redhead is Harry Potter, I've seen them on the train." Hermione whispered behind Solim.

When Professor McGonagall walked up to the sorting hat, he signaled for silence. The dirty Sorting Hat on the bar stool began to wriggle, a wrinkle appeared on the side facing the little wizard - like a mouth. Then it sang:

"You may think I'm not pretty,

But never judge a book by its cover.

If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,

I can eat myself up.

You can make your bowler hats black and shiny,

Keep your top hats sleek and crisp.

I'm the magic hat for the Hogwarts test,

Nature stands above your hats.

any thought hidden in your mind,

Can't hide from the golden eyes of the magic hat.

Try it on,

I will tell you which college you should be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is bravery buried in the heart,

Their boldness, boldness, and boldness make the Gryffindor stand out;

You may belong to Hufflepuff, where the people are just and loyal,

Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest, not afraid of hard work;

If you're smart, you might get into wise old Ravenclaw,

Those who are wise and learned will always meet their fellows there;

Maybe you'll get into Slytherin, maybe you'll make a true friend here,

But those cunning and insidious people will use all means to achieve their goals.

Come put me on! Don't be afraid! Don't panic!

In my hands (although I don't even have a hand) you're safe

Because I am a thinking hat!"

After the hat sang, there was thunderous applause. It bowed to the four tables one by one, and then stood still.

"Isn't it ugly? Hermione," Solim said to Hermione, turning his face sideways. "And look at the Sorting Hat, it's covered in dust and dirt, and I dare say it's never been washed."

Solim didn't deliberately lower his voice, so the little wizards in front of him and behind him heard it. The little wizards took a closer look and found that, apart from the dust and dirt on the barrel of the hat, there were also some green and white spots on the brim of the hat—all moldy.

"You can see that the outside is so dirty, what do you think the inside will be like?" Solim ignored the constipated expressions of the little wizards around him and continued. "I dare say you can smell a strange smell before you put it on."

"Shut up, there will be a school-opening dinner later." Hermione slapped Solim's waist hard.

Dragon Boat Festival reading big discount! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons!

Immediate recharge (activity time: June 22nd to June 24th)