Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

When the last one, Blaise Shabini, was assigned to Slytherin.

Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment, took the Sorting Hat and left, sitting on Dumbledore's right hand again.

The little wizards all looked at the principal expectantly, waiting for his order to start showing off immediately.

Dumbledore stood up with a smile on his face and opened his arms. Nothing seemed to make him happier than being surrounded by students.

"Welcome!" His voice was loud. "Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year. I want to say a few words before the banquet, that is: Idiot! Crying nose! Residue! Screw it!"

"thank you all!"

Lao Deng sat down again and everyone applauded and cheered.

Diagonally across from Wayne, a little badger looked confused.

"What do these words mean, principal?"

"Are you a Ravenclaw?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course I'm a Hufflepuff."

"Then why do you care about this? Hurry up and eat your food!"

The originally empty dinner plate was filled with food: roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, mashed potatoes, French fries, puddings, various vegetables, gravy sauces, and even mint candies. All.

In terms of category, it can definitely be called a rich one, especially for Britain, which is a food desert.

You can’t ask for more from a country whose state banquet is all French cuisine.

Wayne eats quite well. He is not picky about food. As long as the ingredients are of good quality, casual cooking such as steak and lamb chops will not be too bad.

He also saw Ronald eating a chicken drumstick on the long Gryffindor table, eager to take a bite.

Wayne feels that he should be assigned to Hufflepuff, which is a paradise for foodies.

In other colleges, people chatted while eating, but when it came to Little Badger, it was all about eating. Cedric only cared about saying a few words to Wayne at first, but by the end, his cheeks were stuffed, and he didn't forget to give Wayne a plate. Place a large chicken drumstick.

He really made me cry to death.

At the guest of honor seat, Snape was chatting with Quirrell. Quirrell had a scarf wrapped around his head, making him look more like an Arab.

Professor McGonagall also listened to Professor Sprout's ear, and Sprout looked a little unhappy.

"Lawrence, can you get me two Yorkshire puddings?" The iron-hatted king looked at him eagerly from a distance away.

"Just call me Wayne, Hannah." Wayne gave her the pudding.

The little girl smiled cutely, flicked her braid, and then immersed herself in eating again.

A milky-white ghost was still sitting nearby, introducing and recommending dishes that he thought were good. Everyone called him the Fat Monk.

Well, Wayne's feelings are a bit subtle.

A wizard who was hunted down by the Holy See in the Middle Ages became a monk. This feeling... is really hard to describe.

The banquet lasted for nearly an hour, and at the end a bunch of desserts were served.

Wayne was grateful for this. Desserts in England were like eating icing sugar, and he didn't want to suffer from diabetes at a young age.

Finally, the pudding disappeared, Dumbledore stood up, and the Great Hall became calm again.

The little wizards are waiting for the principal's final lecture.

But just when Dumbledore was about to speak, Professor McGonagall suddenly said:

"Please wait Albus, before you say anything, I have something I need to take care of."

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment. This link had never happened before, but he quickly smiled gently and let McGonagall speak first.

Although Lao Deng was the principal, at certain times, when McGonagall became stern, even he had to avoid his edge.

Dumbledore is nominally the headmaster, but Professor McGonagall is actually responsible for the day-to-day operations of the school.

"George, Fred, you two will be in confinement starting tomorrow. You will report to Filch at eight o'clock every night. You will wipe all the trophies in the trophy room three times. You will be released from confinement when you finish wiping them."

The twins, who were still telling jokes to make the girls happy, were stunned for a moment, then stood up quickly.

"Why, Professor McGonagall!"

The eyes of the twins were full of confusion and grievance. They were full of bad intentions, but they hadn't put them into practice yet when they arrived at school.

Is early punishment popular now?

"Ask me!" McGonagall glared at the two of them sternly.

"Who asked you to scare the little wizards and describe the sorting ceremony so horribly!"

Sprout also smiled and spoke. She was a chubby lady who looked very gentle.

"Cedric, you should go help too."

Now, both Gemini and Cedric looked at Wayne.

The case was solved.

Wayne lowered his head shyly, as if he was embarrassed.

"Yes, Professor." The three of them responded dejectedly, and Cedric gritted his teeth and whispered:

"You tricked us on purpose!"

Wayne remained calm and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm a young wizard who just entered school and I don't understand anything."

"Too bad, you should be sorted into Slytherin." Cedric raised his middle finger.

The twins looked at each other and laughed silently.

Even though they were tricked by Wayne, they found it more interesting. What should they do?

This is much more fun than their stupid brother Ronald!

"Okay." Dumbledore spoke, still smiling: "I feel relieved to see you are still so energetic."

"However, I still want to raise a few things to note."

"Attention first-year students, no students are allowed to enter the forested area on the school grounds. Our old classmates should also remember this."

His bright eyes glanced at the twins, but they were busy planning how to get back to Wayne and didn't notice at all.

It's just a wink thrown to a blind man.

"Also, Mr. Filch also asked me to remind everyone not to perform magic in the corridors between classes."

"Quidditch review will also be held in the second week of this semester. Students who are interested in participating in the varsity team can contact Ms. Hooch."

"Finally, I must tell everyone that anyone who does not want to encounter an accident and die in pain should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

Wayne curled his lips disdainfully.

Isn’t it true that there are three hundred taels of silver in this place?

Lao Deng's words are simply saying that he buried all his treasures and glory in the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.

Go find it!

The little lions are already gearing up now.

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song!" Dumbledore said loudly.

All teachers and students stood up, and Wayne also stood up.

At the same time, the system in his mind sent out a prompt.

[Congratulations to the host....]

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Please give me some data, and thank you gk boss for the reward.