Harry potter galactic empire

When they started to cross the lake under Hagrid's leadership, it was already completely dark.

The silver star ring is reflected in the calm lake water, and a little light shines from the depths. The ancient castle in the distance is lit up, and it stretches along the high tower wall to the top of the mountain. The freshmen are four in a small boat.

Paddle and slowly float towards the castle.

The closer you get, the more you realize how huge the castle is, like a sleeping dragon gradually revealing its ferocious figure.

Hagrid was alone in the front boat (of course no one wanted to ride with him, he was so huge that everyone thought he would sink the small boat), and the half-giant was leading the fleet with a light in his hand.

They don't need to cross the entire lake, they only need to cross a small bay to reach the cliff under the castle, and enter the school from the hidden entrance there.

Hagrid said this was the only way for new students to enter Hogwarts.

Only in this way can they gain the trust of this school, otherwise they will be bounced to the center of the lake by the castle using ancient magic, and finally be dragged to the bottom of the lake and eaten by monsters. This statement seemed to scare Neville, who clumsily

He lay on the side of the boat and leaned out to look down. Then, before Lin Mo, who was on the other boat, had time to remind him, he fell into the lake with a plop.

A moment later, he screamed and was caught by a huge octopus tentacle and thrown back into the boat.

Except for Hermione and Seamus, who were also wet in the same boat with him, everyone was laughing.

Everyone is very excited, and Lin Mo is probably the freshman who is most eager to come here.

To be honest, he has been looking forward to it for two whole lives.

Those pure-blood or mixed-blood wizards have known since childhood that they can receive Dumbledore's admission letter. Ron said that the magic academy will almost without exception admit children from the same family. Most wizard families may have been there for several generations.

They attend the same magic school. The fertility rate of wizards is very low and the growth rate is slow. There is no need to worry about the next generation overcrowding the school.

Populations like the Weasley family are extremely rare.

As for other magic thieves who were also born as Muggles, like Ivel, she didn't know this school yet. She was more curious about it. Her dark eyes looked at the old castle under the silver star ring, inadvertently.

There is also a hint of depth.

In addition, she would glance at Harry from time to time. The girl was deeply puzzled by the fact that Harry was still breathing. In her opinion, there was a high possibility that the boy would accidentally die tragically on the train. Even looking at it now

, there is a great possibility that Harry accidentally died tragically in this black lake, but for some reason he was unharmed.

She recalled what Lin Mo said on the train, "Harry will be fine for the time being, don't worry."

But how could he be so sure, Ivel thought doubtfully.

As for Hermione in the boat next to her, well, she was angrily trying to dry her hair with a spell, and it seemed she had achieved some success, because Seamus, who couldn't spell, had already started sneezing.

Poor Neville shivered and hid aside, hugging his toad and not daring to look into the lake.

Even Harry, who had been pushed into the stairwell by his uncle since he was a child, was not as excited as Lin Mo, because he had just heard from Ron and Fred that he needed to pass a terrifying test when he was sorted, so he was very nervous now (plus Evel was also

Looking at him from time to time), Harry was already regretting eating too many snacks.

The boat passed through the cave under the cliff.

It was finally here, and Lin Mo was so excited that he couldn't sit still.

If he went to snipe Zerg on the battlefield in such a state, he would definitely be scolded by the captain. The last time he was so excited was when he mistook his soy sauce state for the time domain.

He simply stood up and stepped on the stern of the boat (this action made Ron scream) and looked around. On the black lake, every boat had a light on. Lin Mo saw about forty boats. Counting

There are probably more than a hundred freshmen in their batch, which is slightly more than I remember. Ron said that magic schools are similar in size to Hogwarts, and they will not recruit too many students, and they are far apart to avoid too many students.

The young wizards huddled together, influencing each other.

Arriving at the castle's underground dock, Hagrid knocked on the door and was greeted by Professor McGonagall.

She was a tall black-haired witch wearing an emerald green robe, with an extremely serious expression. When her eyes swept over the piles of freshmen, the whispers disappeared. Probably the naughty children also knew who they really couldn't mess with.

"First year, Professor McGonagall," Hagrid said.

"Thank you, Hagrid, leave the rest to me."

After a brief introduction, under her leadership, they lined up in four columns, passed through a long corridor, passed through the foyer, and entered the luxurious banquet hall. Stars flickered on the velvety black ceiling, and the curved star rings were like silver.

Crossing it like a rainbow bridge, a few wisps of light clouds swayed gently, and countless candles floated in the air.

Lin Mo's gaze went directly past the patched hat and landed on the guest of honor seat.

He saw Dumbledore sitting in the center. The old man was lowering his head and talking to Professor Flitwick next to him. Lin Mo recognized Snape with greasy hair again. The Potions Professor's hair was probably part of his magical talent.

One, it can never be cleaned with shampoo or even magic potions, just like Harry's permanently messy hair.

Then there was the half-giant Hagrid, who was waving his thick fingers to say hello to Harry, and then there were several strange teachers whom Lin Mo didn't recognize. When his eyes went to the far left corner, he finally saw familiar faces again.

That's the beautiful Professor Xiclea.

She was actually sitting at the guest of honor seat. This discovery surprised Lin Mo. And Xikelea seemed to notice him. She raised her head and glanced at the young man with a smile. After saying hello, she continued to taste a piece.

It is the dessert of cake.

She was the only professor at the guest of honor table who had already started eating.

Lin Mo's eyes moved again and he looked from left to right, but he couldn't find the guy wearing a turban.

etc!

He recognized it. The one sitting next to Snape should be Quirrell. But the problem was... Lin Mo's expression became strange. Professor Quirrell's head was bare, not to mention the turban, he didn't even have any hair.

One stick, it couldn't be any brighter, it couldn't be any brighter, including the back of his head. Lin Mo saw the shiny back of his head when he was talking to the potions professor.

So the question is, where is that person?

Professor Quirrell's gaze swept across, and Lin Mo did not dare to look at him and quickly lowered his head.

"If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine, I can eat myself!" The Sorting Hat before the freshman cracked a wide slit, like a mouth and began to sing: "Four great wizards founded Hogwart

They gave me precious spiritual power, so I have thoughts, and I can choose their favorite students..."

After singing the song, there was thunderous applause.

Except for the first-year students, they are still worried about the branch test.

Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward and began to take roll call (according to the order of confirmation of admission). Freshmen rushed up one by one and were assigned to different houses by their hats. The senior students at the table of the four houses applauded and welcomed

The new members of their college and the professors at the guest table also stopped talking and watched the sorting ceremony.

Only Professor Xikelea seemed to be secretly eating cake.

Fortunately, she sat at the very edge and was not very conspicuous.

Ivel was a little nervous. She looked back at Lin Mo and whispered: "Gryffindor? The red table?"

"Well, the red table." Lin Mo nodded. The sorting ceremony looked basically unchanged. I should be able to bargain with the hat if it doesn't let me go to Gryffindor.

A little Slytherin boy standing in line next to him, who was obviously going to go, laughed disdainfully: "Bitch Red."

"Haha, forgive me!" Lin Mo replied cheerfully.

The little boy was still too young and didn't yet understand what green represented and what forgiveness had to do with it. He looked confused.

"Quiet!" said Professor McGonagall in front: "Hermione Granger!"