HP Approaches the Magic World

"You didn't listen when I asked you to eat just now. You must be hungry now."

Sitting on the long Hufflepuff table, Jon listened to Stephen's growling stomach and took out two chocolate frogs from his robe pocket.

"Here, eat this and wait for a while."

Stephen took it, quietly opened it, stuffed the chocolate frog into his mouth, chewed it, and then he became even hungrier.

"Any more?"

"Gone."

Jon was also helpless, so he brought two of them. He was originally afraid that he would be hungry, so he planned to give them to himself, but he never expected that Stephen would be hungry.

He really thought Stephen wasn't hungry.

Fortunately, the freshmen team came in quickly and the sorting ceremony began soon.

"That is Harry Potter, and the red-haired one next to him is the youngest son of the Weasley family."

Stephen nodded. The sorting ceremony was actually nothing good to see. Students from all colleges were welcoming new students, and Flan and Scully were no exception.

Jon and Stephen were both aloof, they were sitting in the back, and they were both really tired.

Needless to say, Stephen was sleepy and hungry. Since Jon sat down, he has been greeting the professors on the professor's desk. First he nodded to Professor Sprout, and then smiled to Professor Flitwick.

Nep's indifferent face gave some expression to Jon, and finally Dumbledore. Jon said that he would go as soon as possible, but he didn't know if Dumbledore understood.

"I guess not."

Stephen looked at Jon's face that was almost stiff when he made an expression, and suddenly felt that he wasn't that hungry anymore.

"So far away, Dumbledore's energy is used to take care of that boy."

He raised his head and tapped his chin at Harry Potter, who was sitting on a chair preparing to be sorted: "Look, the Headmaster's eyes have never left him."

Jon had no intention of paying attention to this guy. He discovered that anyone who stayed around him for a long time would have the talent to take pleasure in others' misfortune.

Bella was an example, and now Stephen is an example too.

As soon as the man became interested, he no longer felt any hunger. Flan and Scully, who were sitting across from him, heard the sound and were no longer busy welcoming the new classmates. They leaned over with all four ears.

"What college do you think he will go to?"

Stephen whispered: "It should be Gryffindor."

"I think it might be Slytherin."

Fulen also responded softly, everyone guessed that this kind of thing would be too boring for an academy.

Sculley expressed support for Fallon's idea.

"Gryffindor and Dumbledore's direct descendants all go there, it's impossible to go anywhere else."

Jon turned his head back and gossiped in a very low voice: "The Potter family is the eternal Gryffindor, the Weasley family is also the Gryffindor, and as far as I know, the little Malfoy of Slytherin

I had a conflict with Potter on the train, it would be strange if he wanted to go to Slytherin."

So there was no debate. As Jon's roommate, everyone already knew that the Sorting Hat could be affected by personal will.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before the Sorting Hat called out Gryffindor's name.

Gryffindor students cheered loudly, but the other three houses remained indifferent.

"The factions between the colleges are too obvious, but do we still want to develop the new students?"

Of course Stephen was not talking about the club, but the task Helga had given him.

"No need for now, just pick some from our college. If you teach them well, they may not be worse than other colleges. There is only one thing you have to pay attention to."

Jon said softly: "People must be trustworthy, and we should not let them know what we are going to do easily. Eddie can also take action and try to get as many Ravenclaw students as possible. As for the remaining two colleges,

Ignore it and let them fight."

"Don't worry, what do you think I'm doing at home during this time?"

Stephen seems confident. He has been studying various organizational skills and operational standards at home for a month. Now he feels that there are countless inspirations and plans in his mind that are responding to his call. Plus, thinking of the benefits Helga has promised him, he is completely

People's energy began to increase, and every cell in their bodies was mobilized. They wanted to start checking the new students one by one for the more useful personnel.

"Don't be so impatient. There is a Chinese word called 'Xu Xu Tu Zhi', which means you have to take your time with everything. By the way, have you started that thing I told you about learning a foreign language?"

"Already studying."

Stephen held it in for a while, and then said a strange but understandable Chinese sentence: "It's just too difficult."

"Take your time, take your time."

Jon was very pleased with Stephen's efforts. There is no need to be too hasty in learning a foreign language. You will be able to master it within two or three years. During this period, you can also read books you can understand to lay the foundation.

The sorting ceremony ended quickly. Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment, picked up the sorting hat and left.

Principal Dumbledore stood up and began to give a speech. His speech was no different from previous years. Everyone started cheering, but Jon just laughed it off.

Then, the food started to be served.

The food this year is particularly rich, with almost twice as many varieties as the year Jon entered school, including roast beef, roast chicken, roast pork chops, roast lamb chops, sausages, steaks, potato chips, pudding, peas, carrots, gravy,

Ketchup, and even mint candies.

"Why are peppermint candies even here?"

Stephen grabbed two big chicken drumsticks and ate them until his mouth was full of oil. He was really hungry. Before, he just forgot to be hungry for a moment, not really not hungry. Now, the hunger he felt during that period of time has doubled.

For a moment, I couldn’t care less about what I was eating.

But fortunately, the students in the auditorium were like this, and the elves' skills had improved. Even if Jon ate so much in the car, he couldn't help but feel that he had a big appetite at this time.

It would be nice if there was rice.

"I guess the elves served the wrong dishes, one or two, and then they made up for the mistakes and served them all at once."

Scully said this as he was intoxicated with his battle with sausage steak, his mouth so full that Flan even handed him water as he watched.

"Don't eat in such a hurry. There will be dessert later. If you eat in such a hurry and eat ice cream, your stomach will definitely feel uncomfortable."

Flan criticized from the opposite side, but Jon was very happy and even raised a fork to say hello to Cedric.

The new semester has begun, and it seems that everyone who doesn’t know about Voldemort is having a great time!

Jon smiled silently.

His second school year has finally started, and it must be another new school year full of joy and passion.