Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

Ron and Harry looked at Hector in shock. Mr. Draco Malfoy, who was just talking nonsense, turned pale. He quickly stepped back and it seemed that he would not bother the three little ones for a while.

Hector was very satisfied with the commotion he had made. It was obvious that the name Dumbledore still had a great influence in the wizarding world.

Mr. Malfoy was really dedicated to his job. Hector silently gave Malfoy a thumbs up. After his commotion, no one would bother him for a while.

"You are a Dumbledore? Wait, Albus Dumbledore, the Dumbledore?" Harry looked at Hector in confusion.

Hector nodded.

"If there were no other Dumbledore in the wizarding world, I guess I would be"

"That was really cool. Did you see Malfoy's expression? It was like he had eaten a slug." Ron seemed very excited. He was happy to see Malfoy get humiliated.

"Wow, then you must know a lot of magic," a girl's voice came from behind. The voice was a little overbearing, which made Hector feel familiar. Ron beside him lowered his head skillfully, deliberately avoiding the girl's eyes.

Hector turned around, and a little girl with fluffy and thick hair was staring at Hector. Hector recognized this Hermione Granger who seemed to have walked out of the movie at a glance, which made him feel moved all of a sudden. The girl's eyes were bright. She raised her head slightly, looking forward to Hector's answer.

Hector's mind was blank for a moment. He first looked at Ron, who was about to bury his head on the ground like an ostrich, and silently said sorry in his heart.

In his previous life, Hector was still struggling between Roch, Hach, and even Mach. Now Hector found that he was going to be sweet. From now on, please stick to the principle of Ech!

I have dug the corner, and it is useless for Merlin to come. I said

"That's not a lot. I just started learning it not long ago. May I ask who you are?" Hector immediately put away his ugly and smug face and asked in a gentlemanly manner,

"Hermione Granger, you can call me Hermione"

"Nice to meet you, you can call me Hector." When Hector wanted to discuss the issue of learning progress with Miss Granger in depth, Professor McGonagall came out from behind the door. She saw Hector standing in the first row and talking back, so she stepped forward and tapped Hector's back with the rolled parchment in her hand.

"Are you ready? Come with me."

The little wizard followed Professor McGonagall. Ron poked Hector with his elbow and whispered to Hector,

"Be careful with her," he pointed to his head,"there's something wrong with her." Ron said in a low voice, glancing back. Hector smiled but didn't say anything. He looked at Ron with a guilty look in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"Ron noticed Hector's look and touched his face uncomfortably.

"Is there something on my face? I remember cleaning it on the train."

Hector patted Ron on the shoulder, indicating that he was very satisfied with his unaware state of being poached.

"You don't know what happened on the train."

The young wizards passed through the heavy door, walked through a corridor, and followed Professor McGonagall to the auditorium.

Ron soon stopped describing what happened on the train, and his attention was firmly attracted by the sky above the auditorium.

Hundreds of candles were suspended in the air of the auditorium.

The sky replaced the place where the ceiling should have been.

The clouds and the bright moon emitted charming light in the sky.

When the young wizard entered the auditorium, bunches of fireworks rose at the same time, blooming in the sky above the auditorium, embellishing the entire sky.

The long tables in the auditorium were divided into four rows, and the flags of the corresponding colleges were hung on the long tables.

The flags were embroidered with a snake, an eagle, a lion, and a badger.

"Look at this sky, it's the ceiling that was enchanted, I read it in"Hogwarts - A History of the School."

Hermione's voice came from behind, Ron poked Hector,

"Just like what I just told you."He shrugged, as if he was proud of his words being confirmed.

Hector also shrugged, looking calm on the surface, but laughing heartily in his heart.

I have to say that this kid was really dissatisfied with Hermione at the beginning. I was planning to secretly dig into your corner and put some eye drops on you. Now you have handed me the hoe and the potion bottle is almost stuffed into my mouth. In this case, I can only accept it with a smile.

Professor McGonagall walked up the steps, where there was a high stool. Behind the high stool was a long table, which was obviously the seat of the professors.

"Please wait here for a moment. Professor McGonagall turned around and asked the three little ones who were walking in front to stop. Then she turned around and took out a dusty and worn-out wizard hat from behind.

Professor McGonagall placed the wizard hat on a high stool. Everyone's attention was focused on this inconspicuous hat.

The hat twisted a few times and a wide crack appeared.

Under the gaze of everyone, he sang loudly.

"Maybe you think I'm not pretty, but don't judge a hat by its cover.

If you can find a hat prettier than mine,

I can eat myself!

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You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is courage buried in the heart.

Their courage, spirit and generosity make Gryffindor outstanding; you may belong to Hufflepuff, where the students are upright and loyal, and

Hufflepuff students are tenacious and honest, and are not afraid of hard work; if you are smart, you may enter the wise old Ravenclaw, where those wise and knowledgeable people will always meet their peers; maybe you will enter Slytherin, maybe you will make sincere friends here, but those cunning and insidious people will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

Come and wear me! Don't be afraid!

Don't panic!

In my hands (even though I don't even have one hand) you are absolutely safe because I am a magic hat that can think!"

As soon as the music ended, there was thunderous applause, and the hat straightened its body, like a proud gentleman, he twisted his body clumsily and bowed to the little wizards who gave applause.

"Before we begin, Professor Dumbledore wants to say a few words to everyone."

Seeing that all the young wizards had gathered in front of the steps, Professor McGonagall said.

Taking advantage of the gap, Hector glanced at everyone in the professors' seats.

It must be said that the most eye-catching one must be the professor who tied his head like a ball with layers of purple bandages.

Needless to say, it must be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor of the year's abandoned child-Professor Quirrell.

Presumably, the lingering Lord Voldemort behind his head is now directing Professor Quirrell to search the crowd for the boy who made him fall from the altar.

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why he chose such a secluded corner.

Professor Quirrell, who has no conspicuous place except his head, is about to stand up and look at the young wizards.

Sitting next to him, with a dark buff, now also wide-eyed, searching back and forth in the crowd must be our ace spy, a senior member of the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters. Agent, Professor Snape. A pure black robe, a melancholy and gloomy temperament, a face without any expression, and black and greasy hair that has not been washed for years. If Hector did not know his background, it would be easy to have a preconceived notion that this old bat is not a good thing at first glance.

Of course, Hector also noticed the short man, who must be Professor Flitwick, the teacher of the Charms class. The fat lady next to him must be Professor Sprout, the professor of Herbology. Sitting in the middle, of course, is the one Hector is most familiar with, Professor Albus Dumbledore.

Dumbledore wore a brand new purple robe today, with a tall wizard hat, and his hair and beard were newly trimmed, which made the 100-year-old man look very energetic.

He noticed Hector's gaze, smiled and blinked at Hector, then stood up,

"Thank you, Minerva. Dumbledore smiled politely at Professor McGonagall, then looked at the little wizards.

"We've sent off the seventh graders, and we've also absorbed some new blood. Now, I have a few things to announce before the start of school."

"First-year students, please note that our school prohibits any young wizards from entering the Black Forest. In addition, our administrator, Mr. Filch, asked me to remind you that the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor is also a forbidden area. Anyone who does not want to die miserably, please stay away from these places."Dumbledore looked very serious.

"Thank you."Without a long speech, Dumbledore sat down.

Hector knew that the threats and warnings from old Dumbledore were just nonsense to Ron and Harry.

Every year, these two would visit these forbidden places and make things difficult for everyone.

For the little lions of Gryffindor, the school rules and the so-called prohibitions were just words.

Dumbledore, the old Gryffindor, would know that he was just stopping those little wizards who were not Gryffindors.

After all, there were reckless men in Hogwarts, but not everyone was a reckless man.

And Dumbledore himself admired Gryffindor's courage.

After all, he also said the famous saying"It is not a violation of school rules if you are not caught.

" As for Hector, he always took this sentence as his motto.

After hiding for so long, there must be some pursuit, right?

"When I call your name, please step forward. I will place the Sorting Hat on your head and determine which house you will go to. Professor McGonagall unfolded the parchment and picked up the Sorting Hat on the stool.

"My brother told me that we would have to fight dragons when we were sorted," Ron seemed a little angry,"so scared that I prepared for a long time."

""Hannah Abbott!"

A little girl with a ponytail ran up the steps quickly. She was so flustered that she almost fell down.��She sat down on the stool and Professor McGonagall put the hat on her head.

""Hufflepuff!" the hat shouted.

There was applause from the table on the far right. Hannah took the hat off her head and ran over quickly.

"Susan Bones!"

"Hufflepuff!"Susan took off her hat and ran to sit next to Anna.

McGonagall looked at the name below, paused, and looked back at Dumbledore, who smiled and nodded.

"Hector Dumbledore. Professor McGonagall's voice did not change. She looked at Hector walking out of the crowd with a smile on her face.

This name caused quite a stir in the hall. Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and the hall slowly quieted down.

Hector turned around and sat down on the high stool. He saw the Weasley brothers with hats on their heads looking at him with shocked eyes. Hector smiled.

"Get ready, Hector. I personally hope you'll be sorted into Gryffindor. Professor McGonagall smiled. She looked particularly kind at the moment.

Hector smiled back. He took a deep breath. Professor McGonagall quickly put the hat on Hector's head.

"Hmm, Dumbledore? What a rare little wizard. The last time I saw little Dumbledore was more than a hundred years ago. I miss him so much. Now let me see your brain, let me see it."

Hector was not used to the Sorting Hat twisting his head left and right, and he prayed in his heart that it would pass quickly.

"Don't be in a hurry, young man, making a choice takes time, and it's really difficult.

With your weird ideas, abundant knowledge and curiosity, you are really suitable for Ravenclaw, but I can feel something different, which is courage.

Yes, you have enough courage.

But this courage is flickering, are you making a decision? It doesn't matter, it doesn't affect it.

"The Sorting Hat was shaking back and forth, he was thinking, and Hector couldn't take it off for him directly now.

Of course, he also had this plan in his heart, but he quickly rejected this action that would make Old Dumbledore on the stage jump up.

"Oh, young man, this idea is rude to an old man like me, this is very Gryffindor, but you deny it? A very clear mind, knowing clearly what you want, this is very Ravenclaw."The

Sorting Hat paused its shaking rhythm, and it can be seen that he was really hesitant.

"A difficult question, right? Just like Albus. I was asked this question a hundred years ago, and I still find it difficult now. The Sorting Hat pondered for a moment.

"A strong desire for knowledge coupled with sufficient courage, extraordinary talent coupled with a clear mind, it would be even better if the will was stronger, the will can be cultivated, I think I know where I assigned you"

""Gryffindor!" the Sorting Hat shouted.

The cheers were deafening, and the Weasley twins stood up, clapping their hands excitedly and shouting loudly,

"We have Dumbledore! We have Dumbledore!"

Hector took off the hat on his head, handed it to Professor McGonagall, who couldn't help laughing, and said,

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall"

"My pleasure, Mr. Dumbledore, welcome to Gryffindor."Hector glanced at Dumbledore, who stood up with a bright and proud smile on his face.

Hector glanced at the flags on the roof. Inside the closed room, the four flags were fluttering back and forth, as if they were cheering for him.

He went to sit at the long table, and a red-haired senior boy took the initiative to come forward and shake his hand.

Fregg and George came over, and the two brothers said in unison,

"You never told us your name was Dumbledore!"

"Now you know, don't you? It's just a surname, not a big deal."

Hector seemed quite casual, his attention was attracted by Professor Quirrell who stretched his head to look around, and the master behind him must have not expected that there would be a little Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was driven away, but not completely, poor Tom.

Hector was so happy that he didn't notice the clenched fists of the two Weasley brothers behind him.