Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

Soon, the main meal was finished and the table was filled with desserts.

There are all kinds of ice cream, puddings, and pies. It goes without saying that British desserts are pretty good, so why can't they devote some of their passion for making desserts to dinner? This is incredible.

The first-year students, who finally had some time to communicate, introduced themselves to each other.

There are a total of 8 freshmen entering Ravenclaw this year, 5 boys and 3 girls. So if nothing else happens, the other four little wizards should be Bell's roommates.

"What a pity. Why didn't you think Harry Potter was sorted into Ravenclaw? After all, the wizard who can defeat the mysterious man must be a very knowledgeable wizard, even though this wizard is a little younger.

"Morag McDougal said with a sigh.

Obviously he feels very unwilling to not be sorted into the same house as Harry, but because he is now sitting at the long table in Ravenclaw, I believe that unless there is something wrong with his brain, he will not say, "Why was he not sorted into the same house?"

Gryffindor.

"Maybe it's because Professor Dumbledore is Gryffindor," Bell replied casually.

"What does this have to do with Professor Dumbledore?" Lisa Dupin looked at Bell curiously.

"It's just a feeling. When I was on the train, I heard some freshmen say that because Professor Dumbledore was born in Gryffindor House, they wanted to enter Gryffindor House."

Bell couldn't say that Dumbledore was operating behind the scenes, right? And he really didn't know whether Dumbledore had given any instructions to the Sorting Hat before the sorting ceremony.

Several other freshmen heard Bell's words and nodded in agreement. Apparently, Hermione was not the only one who had similar thoughts.

After dinner, Professor Dumbledore stood up again and said: "Now that everyone has eaten and drank enough, I would like to remind everyone of a few more things to pay attention to. First, entry into the Forbidden Forest is prohibited; second, the administrator Mr. Filch has to

I would like to remind everyone that it is forbidden to cast spells in the corridor between classes; thirdly, the Quidditch player review will be held in the second week; finally, anyone who does not want to encounter an accident and die in pain, please do not go near the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

"Now, at the end of the dinner, let us all sing the school song together!"

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a golden ribbon flew out from the tip of the wand, floating in the air and twisting and coiling out the lyrics of the school song.

Bell stood up with the others, looked at the lyrics in the air, and started singing:

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts,

Please give us knowledge

…

We will study hard and turn our knowledge into dung."

Maybe it's because of the different cultural environment? In short, Bell feels that the content of the lyrics is very awkward. Moreover, everyone sings in their own way, and the various tones are mixed together, and its power far exceeds the noise attack of the Sorting Hat. Look.

Seeing Dumbledore's eyes filled with excitement, Bell really didn't know how to complain.

After singing the school song, the young wizards of each college, led by their prefects, returned to the common room of their own college. In front of the Ravenclaw common room, the prefect introduced the new students to the common room.

Methods.

"To enter the Ravenclaw common room, you must answer the question on the knocker. Just knock on the knocker lightly like this."

The prefect said, gently knocking on the eagle-beaked door knocker in the middle of the lounge door.

I saw the door knocker open his mouth.

"There is a cobra in the forest, but it never bites anyone. Why is that?"