Starting Over at Hogwarts

The door of Hogwarts Great Hall opened quietly.

Professor Minerva McGonagall led the little wizards in. When every little wizard walked into the auditorium, they couldn't help but clenched their hands tightly.

Because the auditorium was filled with dense crowds of people.

All other Hogwarts students gather here.

This group of students from other grades wore wizard robes and pointed wizard hats, and sat in their seats according to the colleges they belonged to.

This group of students quietly looked at the freshmen who entered the auditorium, as if they could see the ignorant and nervous self in the past from these freshmen.

Every freshman at Hogwarts walks this way.

The freshmen didn't dare to look back at the senior students, so they could only look around the entire auditorium, and soon they were attracted by the decoration of the auditorium.

Auditorium Roof…

It is a beautiful night sky.

Under the night sky, rows of lighted candles floated in mid-air, and countless candles matched the brazier, illuminating this simple and elegant auditorium together.

All landscapes are masterpieces of magic.

Just as a group of young wizards were fascinated, Professor Minerva McGonagall stopped and stood by a high stool in front of her.

on the stool...

There is an old wizard hat on display.

This is where the sorting ceremony is held for the new students.

Professor Minerva McGonagall stood still, took a look at the list in her hand and put it back, and said softly: "Before our sorting ceremony...Professor Dumbledore wants to say a few words to everyone .”

"..."

A group of young wizards looked behind the high stool with worn wizard hats, which was the most conspicuous position in the entire Hogwarts Great Hall.

That area was a circle of special seats, and the Hogwarts faculty and staff sat in their seats, looking at the new students who were about to undergo the sorting ceremony.

And among them...

An old man with a gray beard sat.

Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore.

He didn't need anyone to introduce him at all, as long as all the freshmen present had a little contact with the wizarding society, they would definitely be exposed to the news of Albus Dumbledore.

Accompanied by the voice of Professor Minerva McGonagall, Dumbledore, who was sitting in the middle, slowly stood up, and said calmly and gently: "Here, I have a few simple precautions for the start of school to announce, Attention first-year students..."

"..."

The first-year students immediately listened attentively.

Seeing the expressions of the first-year freshmen, Dumbledore began to talk about the precautions: "This school strictly prohibits any students from entering the Dark Forest, which is the school's forbidden forest..."

"..."

The first-year students took the incident to heart immediately.

Vincent Wright probably already knew what Dumbledore was going to say later, it was a bunch of meaningless nonsense, nothing more than a warning to the new students.

In fact...

This nonsense doesn't make any sense.

On the contrary, it will arouse some curious guys.

For example, the twin brothers Fred Weasley and George Weasley blinked their eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.

"...and our administrator, Mr. Filch..."

When Dumbledore said this, he raised his finger to the old man standing next to a small door: "Mr. Filch asked me to remind you that the corridor on the right side of the third floor is also a forbidden area, if you don't want to die a miserable death , don't go, thank you..."

"..."

Wesson felt like yawning a little bit.

The twin brother's eyes were still flickering.

Through Dumbledore's words, all the freshmen present received the message they wanted,

The timid ones have already remembered the places that the school is not allowed to go to, and the brave ones have already planned to start their castle adventure tomorrow...

"Now start sorting."

Professor Minerva McGonagall brought back the spirits of the little wizards. Holding a list in her hand, she introduced softly: "Students who have registered their names, please come to the front. I will put the sorting hat on." in your head, and then identify the academy you're going to..."

"..."

The little wizards immediately became nervous again.

"Cedric Diggory!"

Professor Minerva McGonagall spoke the first name.

"..."

Cedric clenched his hands nervously.

Vincent Wright patted him on the shoulder in a friendly way, and persuaded him: "Don't worry, Cedric, I'll go find you right away..."

"Um!"

Cedric nodded earnestly. He slowly spread his clenched palms, raised his legs and walked towards the Sorting Hat, and sat calmly on the high stool that everyone was watching.

When Professor Minerva McGonagall put the Sorting Hat on Cedric's head, a strange voice shouted from the Sorting Hat!

"Hufflepuff!"

"..."

A smile flashed across Cedric's face.

Because both he and Vincent Wright had said that they would both enter Hufflepuff College, and now he was indeed assigned to where he wanted to go!

Cedric, who was the first to complete the sorting ceremony, sat in the Hufflepuff table area, and applause resounded in the auditorium like a tidal wave!

"Maurice Flint!"

Professor Minerva McGonagall's voice echoes again!

A young man who looked familiar to Wesen walked up. The young man sat on the high stool nervously, suffering as if he was undergoing some kind of torture...

"Slytherin!"

It wasn't until the sorting hat was put on his head and Slytherin was called out loudly that the boy named Maurice Flint was finally relieved.

"..."

A group of Slytherins clapped grimly.

Vincent Wright finally noticed why this teenager named Maurice Flint looked familiar, because he had cleaned up this little guy on the train this morning...

No wonder he was under so much psychological pressure...

If he hadn't been assigned to Slytherin, he would have been beaten when he returned home, right?

Just as Vincent Wright memorized Maurice Flint's name in his mind, Professor Minerva McGonagall suddenly read his name out of nowhere!

"Wison Wright!"

"…arrive!"

Vincent Wright responded calmly.

This is one of the habits left over from Wesson's previous life, because it is a habit that every educated and grown-up child will have in his world.

Wesson adjusted his robe a little.

At this moment, Wei Sen looked more serious than any freshman.

However.

In the eyes of others, this scene is too frightening.

Obviously.

It may also be overly cautious.

Under the gaze of everyone present, the indifferent gray-haired boy walked to the side of the sorting hat step by step, and asked in a deep voice: "Professor McGonagall, is the sorting ceremony really safe?"

"Mr Wright?"

Professor Minerva McGonagall was still a little puzzled holding the Sorting Hat. She seemed to remember something and suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, there is no danger, just put the Sorting Hat on your head..."

all the time...

There are always people who like to use the sorting ceremony to scare little wizards.

In fact, the sorting ceremony is very simple, just wearing a sorting hat is enough.

"Really? I don't quite believe it..."

Wesson Wright frowned, and continued to ask in a deep voice: "Professor McGonagall, can I check? Because Mr. Crouch told me that the sorting ceremony at Hogwarts is dangerous..."