DNF Meets Harry Potter

A group of little wizards walked to the front of the stage, waiting for Professor McGonagall's next instruction.

Taking this opportunity, Carl pretended to be curious and looked at the professors at the guest of honor.

Albus Dumbledore, aka the Headmaster, sat in the middle C seat. Wearing a black-red wizard robe and a matching pointed wizard hat, he has a prominent temperament. The long white beard is tied down with a ribbon, and he wears a pair of half-moon-shaped glasses.

In addition, Hagrid, Severus Snape, Sybill Tenelowney, and the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who wrote Quirrell actually read Voldemort like green leaves set off the old Deng position in turn.

Carl glanced at these strangely dressed people, and soon finished comparing these professors with the memories of his previous life.

Especially Professor Snape, Carl felt that the nickname of the old bat was really correct. A black robe wrapped around Snape's body, hooked nose, and sallow skin, and he was staring intently at Harry, precisely at Harry's emerald green eyes.

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The cap on the four-legged stool suddenly split open like a mouth.

I'm really broken!

The tattered hat wobbled and began to wriggle, and then began to sing: It was over a thousand years ago,

I've just been woven into shape,

There are four famous wizards,

Their names have survived to this day:

Brave Gryffindor, from the barren swamp,

Beautiful Ravenclaw, from the quiet riverside,

Merciful Hufflepuff, from the open valley,

Smart Slytherin, from that quagmire.

They share one dream, one wish,

At the same time, there is a bold plan,

To cultivate young wizards into talents,

That's how Hogwarts School was founded.

These four great wizards,

Everyone builds his own academy,

in the students they teach,

The talents that are valued are different,

Gryffindor believes that the bravest should be rewarded the highest;

Ravenclaw felt that the brightest mind is always the most promising;

Hufflepuff felt that the most diligent and hardworking were the most qualified to enter the academy;

And Slytherin, the most power-hungry, likes the most ambitious teenagers.

It was Gryffindor who figured it out, he took me off my head, and the Big Four gave me their thoughts, so I'll choose and evaluate from now on!

Well, put me on the head, I've never looked, I'm going to look at your head and judge which house you belong to!

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Listening to the earthy rap of the Sorting Hat, Carl also said, "I'm going to crack too!"

He was thinking about throwing a basketball to it at the moment to see how it reacted.

It's a magical song, it's like Kun Kun from another world!

After the hat finished singing, Professor McGonagall officially announced:

"Sorting begins!"

Professor McGonagall made a move, and a roll of parchment suddenly appeared in her hand.

"When I call your name, please come up, sit on the stool, and I'll put the sorting hat on you and assign the house."

"First! Hannah Abbott!"

Carl: "..."

Really hard-hitting Hannah, the protagonist of Flowing Water! Having experienced the verification of countless HP fans in previous lives, at Hogwarts, you can do many things with magic. If your golden finger is strong enough, you can even hammer all seven of Voldemort's Horcruxes in the first grade. But there is only one thing that can hardly be changed. No one can shake the first position of Queen Hannah!

Unless, you didn't enroll in that year...

"Hufflepuffs!"

After pondering for about fifteen seconds, the Sorting Hat loudly announced the whereabouts of Queen Hannah.

"Hermione Granger!"

"Gryffindor!"

After each freshman is divided into academies, the colleges where they belong will cheer and welcome the arrival of the younger brothers and sisters. While other colleges are basically silent.

The next one is different. As soon as Professor McGonagall pronounced his name, the senior seniors on the four long tables began to whisper, and they all wanted to see the legend who defeated the mysterious man. Which college will the boy who is hard to die be assigned to?

It was also an honor when Harry Potter graduated from that academy! After all, Lao Fu really tossed the British magic circle too badly.

The hero who defeated the second-generation Dark Lord came from our academy, and we can talk a little bit about bragging in the future.

Our little savior looks like a party at the moment, he sits restlessly on the stool, and he keeps talking about something. If there is a master who is proficient in lip reading, you can see that he has been talking about not going to Slytherin.

The Sorting Hat followed his thoughts and muttered to himself for a long time, almost embarrassed by another hat, before the hat shouted out with determination: "Gryffindor!"

"Oh yeah! We've got Potter!"

"Potter is here!"

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Suddenly, the Gryffindor table was full of people, and they cheered Harry's arrival, and several red-haired Weasleys near Harry's position scrambled to shake his hand.

Hagrid in the guest seat stood up even more excitedly. The professors didn't know what to think except the gloomy Snape rubbing his chin, and all of them applauded him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this savior with the aura of the protagonist is different. Old Deng even applauds in a different way." Karl couldn't help but be amazed when he saw Harry walking towards the Gryffindor table.

Details determine success or failure, attitude determines everything.

Carl has been paying attention to the expressions of the professors on the chair of honor since Queen Hannah. Most of them just applaud casually, unless they are from their own academy, they will be more serious. And Lao Deng will symbolically pat the four fingers of his left hand with his right hand after each little wizard is divided into courtyards.

When Harry walked up, Old Deng's casual expression instantly became solemn. When the Sorting Hat said "Gryffindor" aloud, he began to applaud in relief, this time for real, not the one that just meant it all at once.

Carl felt that if Old Deng hadn't been able to control the will of the Sorting Hat, he would definitely have done it behind the scenes.

The blessings and will of the four giants are especially strong even after a thousand years.

Harry moved towards the guest of honor with some excitement, and Lao Deng looked at him with a smile in his eyes while holding the golden wine glass.

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"Next, Karl Harris!"

"It's finally my time."

The corners of Carl's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at Harry sitting at the Gryffindor table, who was looking at him expectantly. Clearly, Harry wanted the first friend he made in the wizarding world to be a brave Gryffindor like him.

Carl gave Harry a slight apologetic smile. What the fuck? The author opened a single chapter two days before Xingxingyu to collect the opinions of readers, and finally came to the conclusion that if he entered Gryffindor, he would abandon the book. How could he dare to enter?

A few years ago, a bunch of little lions with HP colleagues blocked the road...

Cough, sorry, I digress again, let's continue...

To be honest, when it comes to the matter of sorting, Carl is really not prepared. After all, he felt that which college to enter is not to enter, anyway, his confidence does not come from the magic of the academy professor, his confidence lies in the inheritance of the dimensional walker.

Forget it, whatever the Sorting Hat does.

Although he did not choose to enter Gryffindor, it meant that he would not win the Academy Cup for several years. Harry Potter has come in, and Lao Deng hasn't given him the plug-in enough? But, please, may I ask which of the transmigrators has this thing in their eyes?

If you can't eat it or sell it, you can only display it in the window, and you have one more thing every year, and you need to wipe another one when you are in confinement. Please tell me how many gold Galleons per pound?

The Academy Cup is like a certificate issued by Datian Dynasty primary school students who pass their final exams. Tasteless to eat, a pity to discard, tasteless, tasteless. Years later, you come back to your senses. Those waste papers that have already become three cents a pound are sticking to the wall in darkness, and they have to be torn off with great effort.

Moreover, in the wizarding world, Carl estimated that the young wizards after graduation would not be looking for a job, and their resumes would not be linked to the Academy Cup.

emmm, six Slytherin crowns might count, as for the rest, hehe...

Don't call me water in the lyrics...

This chapter 2500...

Usually it is the QAQ of the 2000 chapter (ˇˇ)