Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

These words sounded like they were spoken by a professor or Dumbledore, but they were said by second-year Moriarty. What was even worse was that the young wizards not only didn't find it strange, but also took it for granted.

Even after Moriarty's words spread throughout the train, students from the other three colleges all put on their school robes, their faces became serious, and they were thinking about alchemy and plans for the next school year.

No one cared about Diana's beauty anymore, but began to pay attention to Nico Flamel.

This phenomenon continued until the old students entered the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

Moriarty led the Slytherin snakes to the long table and found that there were two more seats in the professor's chair this year. Two grey-haired, kind-faced old men were sitting next to Dumbledore.

"Nico Flamel!!!"

"Perenelle!!!"

Someone called out the identities of the two old men, and students cheered from the four long tables.

After hearing what they heard, the students at Hogwarts finally met the legendary Nico Flamel!

Moriarty stood up and applauded, and under his leadership, the four long tables burst into applause.

Nico Flamel's eyes fell on Moriarty. His eyes seemed to have huge magical power. Although he did not use Legilimency on Moriarty, Moriarty felt that his mind was very confused and very nervous.

exhausted.

It was as if he had experienced a life journey that lasted for hundreds of years, but it happened in a moment. Then Moriarty became extremely calm, so calm that his whole body exuded an aura of deathly silence.

"Moriarty, Moriarty!" Lilith called softly, reaching out her right hand to gently poke Moriarty's arm.

A flash of lightning flashed across Moriarty's mind, and he suddenly woke up. He looked around blankly, and finally fixed his eyes on Nico Flamel.

"The baptism of time, the precipitation of years... is far more powerful than the magic accumulated over five hundred years."

In his previous life, Moriarty felt that Nico Flamel was indescribably powerful. Now he finally had some clues and time.

Obviously, the other students didn't notice this, or they didn't think about it at all. They were immersed in the joy of the legendary character appearing around them.

Only Lilith glanced at Moriarty worriedly. She always felt that Moriarty was a little strange.

Not only Lilith, who was attentive, but also Nico Flamel and Dumbledore noticed Moriarty's abnormality, but the two old men did not show it and just smiled warmly at the students.

Nicolas Flamel said to his wife Perenelle: "The last time I saw these lovely and innocent smiling faces was more than a hundred years ago, at Beauxbatons. Do you remember, you were in the library

A lecture was held.”

"Of course I remember, dear. I still remember that you had a lovely and innocent smile five hundred years ago. At that time, you smiled shyly and asked me for advice on a lost secret Greek language."

Perenel smiled brightly and began to whisper to Nico Flamel about their romance.

"Time has never failed to beautify," Gemma Farley shook her head and sighed. Her eyes, which had always been rational, were filled with longing. She opened a notebook and read: "When people mention Nicol Flamel, their first reaction is

It was his Philosopher's Stone, but few people know that this alchemy master who was born in the 14th century has lived for 662 years! What is even less known is that Nico Flamel's wife Perenelle was three years older than him

age!"

Gemma suddenly emphasized her tone: "That's right! Perenel is Nico Flamel's senior! The two of them studied together at Beauxbatons! Merlin, it's so romantic!"

Lilith glared at Gemma, "Can you make your hint more obvious?"

But Lilith admitted that she envied the love between Nico Flamel and Perenelle.

Who wouldn’t envy the love that lasted more than 600 years?

The little witches at Hogwarts quickly fell into fantasy, and then chatted with their besties!

The topic changed too quickly, from alchemy to love almost instantly.

Dumbledore felt the atmosphere in the auditorium, and the smile on his face became brighter.

He looked at the elderly couple next to him and felt sour, then looked at Moriarty sitting at the top of the Slytherin table, and sighed quietly in his heart. At this moment, many inexplicable feelings surged in his heart.

mood:

How great would it be if gg and he were admitted to Hogwarts this year?

How great would it be if the lonely boy who walked out of the orphanage entered Hogwarts this year?

How great would it be if James, Lily, Sirius, Lupin, Snape...they entered Hogwarts this year?

if……

Dumbledore took off his glasses, gently closed his eyes and took a deep breath, raised the wine glass on the table and took a small sip, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: I am also upset!?

"Thump thump thump! thump thump thump!"

A rhythmic melody came, and the sound came from far to near, interrupting the teachers and students' imagination. They realized that it was the sound of high heels walking on the floor.

However, before they could find the source of the sound, they saw a blond beauty carrying a scent of fragrance walking from the middle aisle of four long tables to the professor's chair and sitting in the rightmost seat.

This time it was the little wizards' turn to have their own wild imaginations, and the topic shifted from love to Diana again.

"This is Diana, professor?" Lilith snorted. This time, Gemma rarely made trouble. She sat with Lilith and looked at Diana quietly.

In fact, all the little witches do this. They seem to be observing every move and every smile of this woman who has attracted the attention of all the boys in the school.

Yes, Diana smiled politely at Dumbledore and then winked at Moriarty.

This time it seemed like a powder keg was ignited, and the auditorium seemed to explode!

The little wizard seems to be particularly happy to have something happen between the new Professor Diana and the most popular among them, Moriarty.

Jericho whistled loudly, and if Keith and Larbo hadn't pulled him away, this American cowboy would have been ready to set off some fireworks!

However, the arrival of Professor McGonagall silenced the auditorium. Everyone saw Professor McGonagall holding the sorting hat and knew that the new students were here!

The sorting ceremony began. This year's Sorting Hat became less interested after learning that Moriarty would not communicate with him. The Sorting Song was also very interesting.

The general idea is to hope that the young wizards at Hogwarts will unite around Moriarty.

The little snakes called the experts, and Charlie Weasley said loudly, "The Sorting Hat may have been cast with a confusion spell."

It was obviously a joke, which caused the Sorting Hat and Charlie to quarrel for a while. In the end, Professor McGonagall urged the Hat to sort the hat quickly, which ended the episode.

The old students put on expressions of watching a good show and looked at the anxious freshmen, as if they were seeing themselves back then.

"No wonder our parents don't want to tell us the details of the sorting ceremony," Lilith smiled: "This feeling is really amazing. It can only be interesting if you experience it yourself."

Moriarty's perception was deeper. He watched the sorting ceremony carefully. This year's freshmen were no less than their class last year, but most of them went to Hufflepuff.

Leon shook his head: "It seems that last year was the year when we in Slytherin had the most freshmen. This year there are too many mixed races."

"Cedric Diggory!" Professor McGonagall shouted to the new students, and a handsome-looking boy responded and put on the sorting hat with a smile.

Leon nodded: "Finally, there is a pure blood."

"Don't be too happy," Moriarty said with a smile: "He is from Hufflepuff."

Sure enough, the Sorting Hat shouted without much thought: "Hufflepuff without a doubt!"

Leon looked resentful, and then heard Professor McGonagall shouting: "Soldaya?? Selwyn!"

The little snakes cheered up and looked at Soldaya. Leon snorted: "I heard that this kid is a thorn. He challenged Mr. Moriarty at a pure-blood party and even used the Cruciatus Curse."

The news spread quickly, and senior students from other colleges began to pay attention to Saldaya.

I saw him calmly putting the Sorting Hat on his head. It didn't take long for the Sorting Hat to shout: "Undoubtedly Slytherin! Moriarty, are you there? You have a good helper!"

Soldaya came to the Slytherin table with a smile on his face. He saw Moriarty sitting at the top of the long table, with his back to the professor's chair, facing the little snakes - such a man who was the head of the academy.

The seat was actually taken by second-year Moriarty, but no one from the other three colleges dared to sit there, and no one raised any questions!

Solday became more determined in his choice, walked to Moriarty, and said sincerely: "Sir, I carefully thought about what you said and what Chief Jericho said, and made some reflections. I am not used to saying

Those guarantees, I want to use my performance to speak for myself."

"Well, Mr. Selwyn," Moriarty motioned for him to find a seat and sit down, "we will look forward to your performance."

Soldaya sat down at the end obediently, and he saw clearly the distribution of positions on the long table:

Starting from Moriarty, the first one on the right is Leon, the seventh-grade prefect, and then the senior Snake.

The first one on the left is Jericho, then Marcus, Lilith, Gemma and other seniors.

Finally, there were several freshmen like him, sitting at the end.

It was obvious that the seats on the left hand side were all Moriarty's friends! Soldaya's ambition was quietly growing, and he and Jericho happened to glance at each other inadvertently.

But Jericho quickly averted his eyes, because the only new students left were the Weasley twins.

"Fred?? Weasley!"

A Weasley put the hat on his head, and the hat immediately shouted: "Gryffindor!"

There was applause on the Gryffindor table, and Percy said to the people around him: "It's my brother, I told you!"

However, Fred was reluctant to take off the sorting hat. He held his chin and asked, "Are you sure you got the sorting right?"

"Sure!" the Sorting Hat replied muffledly: "Every Weasley is a Gryffindor!"

"You won't always rely on this to sort the hospital, right?" Fred asked reluctantly: "I mean, have you made any mistakes in all these years?"

"No! No! No!" Hat seemed angry: "Are you leaving?"

"I won't leave! Because you made the wrong decision." Fred said slowly.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I have not sorted out any new students in the past thousand years." The Sorting Hat said firmly.

Fred was very proud: "You are wrong! Because I am not Fred Weasley at all! I am George Weasley!"

"What?" The Sorting Hat seemed to have been punched by someone, and Professor McGonagall and others also looked surprised.

It wasn't until another Weasley pushed Fred forward that Fred put his hat on the other Weasley, George, and said with a smile: "I'm lying to you, I'm Fred."

!Bye~”

"Naughty little troublemaker!" shouted the Sorting Hat. Perhaps in revenge, he delayed George's sorting time and made George a hater.

George pretended to complain: "What George just said is right, you just sorted it wrong! I am Fred! You didn't even know who we are, and you still sorted us?"

"Who are you?" The Sorting Hat had clearly determined their identities through their active brains, but now he was confused.

"Poor Mr. Hat," George took off his hat and left: I'm George, bye!"

There was warm applause from the Gryffindor table, and the students from the other three houses also bent over with laughter. It was so interesting.