Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

"Gryffindor!"

The Sorting Hat's shout resounded throughout the dining room, and the Gryffindor table once again erupted into earth-shattering cheers.

Harry and Ron clapped excitedly, Ginny's face was even more happy, and brothers Fred and George even stood up from their chairs and whistled.

Louis, on the other hand, looked confused. He didn't expect that he was sorted into Gryffindor out of nowhere.

"Congratulations, Louis!" Harry and Ron said when Louis came down from the stage. Everyone shook hands with him in a friendly way. Ginny even gave him a bear hug and threw herself on Louis excitedly.

After everyone was seated, the sorting ceremony continued, and several more students were sorted into Hufflepuff. When the last Luna came on stage, Professor McGonagall put away the parchment in her hand.

"Ravenclaw!"

Not long after the Sorting Hat touched Luna's head, she said loudly.

The sorting ceremony also came to an end with the cheers of several Ravenclaws, and Luna jumped towards the Ravenclaw table.

"It scared me to death, Louis, I thought you would be sorted into Slytherin." Ginny sat next to Louis and whispered.

"Louis will not be sorted into Slytherin." Ron tapped his golden fork on the opposite side, "Slytherin will only accept pure-blood wizards."

"I know that, but why is the Sorting Hat still there?"

"Maybe the Sorting Hat made a mistake." Ron shrugged, "After all, it has been in service for so many years."

"The Sorting Hat is never wrong, Ron." Hermione turned around and scolded in a low voice, "I read in "Hogwarts: A History" that the Sorting Hat is one of the four founders of Hogwarts.

Created by man using magic.”

"Then how do you explain this matter about Louis?"

"I don't know, Ron."

Lewis watched Hermione and Ron bickering and smiled helplessly, but since he had been sorted into Gryffindor, he shouldn't think about it so much.

The most important thing now, where is the food for the dinner? Louis looked up and saw that there were only empty metal utensils on the entire long table. He had been taking the express train since the morning and was already so hungry that his chest was touching his back.

Louis was not the only one to discover this. Several new first-year students began to whisper, which seemed to be a bit of a complaint. However, the old students seemed relatively calm.

At this moment, the old man with a white beard sitting in the middle stood up. When he raised his hand to start speaking, the commotion below disappeared instantly, and the entire restaurant became eerily quiet.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, everyone, to start the new school year." He said, "Before the dinner begins, I would like to say a few words: Idiot, crying nose, residue, screw!"

"Thank you everyone!"

"What do you mean?" Louis didn't understand, he asked Fred beside him.

"Don't worry, Albus Dumbledore can be so crazy sometimes, but you can't deny that he is the greatest wizard in the world." Fred said, looking at Albus on the stage.

"Then, let the banquet begin." The moment Dumbledore stepped in, a large amount of food suddenly appeared on the plate in front of Louis.

Although Louis had seen the world and had two lifetimes of experience in dealing with people, he was still shocked by the sight before him.

What is magic? This is real magic!

He picked up the food in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth, not caring about his image. He turned to look at Ginny aside, and saw that she was also moving left and right, and there was no trace of the Weasley family style.

The only thing you can’t live up to is the delicious food.

While Louis was eating happily, and Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Harry kept chatting with him, a large number of ghosts appeared in the banquet hall. Sometimes they would suddenly appear on the dining table, scaring the unsuspecting freshmen.

A jump.

"Hey kids, how are you doing during the summer vacation?" Nick, the ghost from Gryffindor, greeted Harry and the others.

"Good evening, Nick." Harry seemed to notice that Nick looked a little haggard, "Have you been busy with other things lately?"

"Oh, don't mention it." Nick seemed a little impatient, "I was so busy preparing for the 500th anniversary of my death that I didn't even go to welcome the new students."

Harry smiled in response. He still remembered that this time last year, he was given a big surprise by their ghosts before the sorting.

"Five hundred years? Nearly Headless Nick, you've been dead for so long," Ron joked.

"Call me Sir Nicholas." Nick corrected, "Five hundred years is nothing. Bloody Barrow and Lady Gray are both almost a thousand years old."

Louis pointed in the direction of the almost headless Nick, and he saw Slytherin's resident ghost Blood Man Barrow. He looked a little scary. If Louis hadn't known that Barrow was a contemporary of the Big Four, he would have

Do you doubt that this bloody Barrow was actually a human being during his lifetime?

But when Louis looked in the direction of Slytherin, he caught a glimpse of Astoria secretly looking at him in his direction. After being discovered by Louis, she immediately looked elsewhere and pretended to follow the person next to her.

People chatting.

"However, the five hundredth anniversary of my death is on Halloween, in a big house. I would be honored if you could come, Harry, and of course I would also welcome Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger and other characters."

Llanffindor student." Nick looked at Harry with a hint of expectation.

"The 500th Death Anniversary Party, that must be great." Before Harry could speak, Louis on the side said hurriedly, with a little excitement in his tone, "I can go, Sir Nicholas, of course Harry.

I’ll go there too.”

"That's right...yes." Harry, who was led by Louis to speak, seemed a little hesitant, but still agreed.

"Hahaha, great, my good friend, Harry Potter is coming to my death anniversary party." Nearly headless Nick floated in the air for a while, "The party will not disappoint you, Harry and this

..”

"Louis, Louis Wiggins."

"Okay, Mr. Wiggins, I'll go and do my work first, you continue." Nick bowed like a gentleman, passed through the wall, and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"Are you crazy, Harry, Louis?" Ron leaned closer and said, "Why do you want to attend such a ghost party, and why would anyone want to commemorate the day of their death?"

"I think it's quite interesting," said Hermione. "I bet not many living people have ever attended a party like this."

"I support Hermione's idea." Louis stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth, turned to Ginny and said, "Ginny, what do you say?"

"You and Harry go, and I'll go." Facing Louis, Ginny didn't seem so reserved even when Harry was there.

"Okay." Ron cut the ham on the plate with some irritability, "In that case, I want to see what Nick is up to."