Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Don't follow the protagonist's life without the protagonist's life-Hoffa Bach

At this moment, he wanted to cry without tears, his mother was really miserable, even if he started low. Can it be said that you respect your choice? The Sorting Hat is really his mother’s choice that he doesn’t care about at all!

After the Sorting Hat makes a decision.

There was a faint applause from the second row of tables on the left, much lower than when Tom Riddle was seated. It should be one of the lowest applause ever.

Moreover, this applause more or less contained the meaning of liberation. He dragged on for too long, causing other people's stomachs to go hungry.

As soon as he walked to Ravenclaw's table, Hoffa felt a sharp sword gaze.

Following his gaze, in the corner, Aglaia held his arms, and the blue ghostly eyes were full of coldness and anger.

At this point, Hoffa didn't want to worry about anything with her at this time. He found the diagonal and sat on the long table at the farthest position from Aglaia.

Not long after Hoffa left, Miranda also sat on a high stool. The only difference from others was that Vice-Principal Gorschak put a hat on her personally, without any intention of avoiding suspicion.

It didn't take long for the hat to call out Ravenclaw, and she was also assigned to Ravenclaw.

Miranda took off his hat indifferently and sat down opposite Hoffa: "It seems we are still classmates."

"Yes."

Seeing Miranda coming, Hoffa felt better.

Anyway, this academy is not all people like Aglea, it's enough to stay away from her.

Thirty minutes later, the sorting is over.

...

Professor Gorsak put away the parchment and tapped the high stool with a magic wand.

The stool and hat disappeared at the same time.

He turned and sat back on the staff seat.

Hoffa was so hungry that he remembered that he had only eaten a few snacks today. The other people are the same, there are roaring hungry stomachs all around.

But it was not over yet. At the center of the faculty chair, the principal Armando Dipeter stood up.

At the moment he stood up, the surrounding fire was blazing, and the whole hall was brightly lit.

(Hoffa murmured secretly in his heart, really an old man who pays attention to ostentation.)

He scanned his sullen eyes for a week, coughed, and said solemnly:

"First of all, I want to emphasize with you the traditional rules. Those who wander privately at night will stay in school for observation immediately, and if they commit a second offence, they will be immediately expelled. Those who enter the forbidden forest without permission will immediately destroy their magic wand and expel them. , A month of fine work..."

Armando babbled for nearly ten minutes, all sorts of rules.

"Oh my God……."

Hoffa covered his face with his hands, and sighed again why he traveled to 1938. Compared to Dumbledore's time, Hogwarts at this time is almost the same as the electrotherapy school for Internet addiction.

Finally, the rules are over.

Armando Dupete coughed twice: "There are still some new changes this year. Due to the tensions in the magic world in European countries, the Ministry of Magic has set up a special teleportation point in the school hunting ground. Students in the sixth grade and above can obtain approval after obtaining approval. , Go to a special area for Auror special training."

After speaking, the old principal sat down.

There was a uniform applause on the dining table.

Hoffa followed and applauded, and he had a better understanding of the status quo at Hogwarts.

No wonder it's so strict, it's probably also related to the approaching World War II. Indeed, in the era when Harry was born, the world was peaceful without much change. No one said anything about eating and waiting for death, and the school can be very relaxing.

But in this era, it's possible that the gang is not waiting for death, but is looking for death.

After the applause, there was a crisp ringing with the jingle.

Suddenly, a huge amount of food appeared on the plate in front of Hoffa.

They are all appetizers, fresh consumption, crab meat, foie gras jelly, assorted iced fruits, Russian black caviar, and various fresh juices.

Hoffa learned what the seniors around him looked like, and took a little as quickly as possible.

The taste is very delicious. Greatly increase appetite.

After a few minutes, the contents of the plate disappeared.

Then there appeared staple foods, roast beef, fried lamb chops, grilled pork chops, London chop, chicken wings, gratin gratin, gratin lobster, cabbage, mashed potatoes, croissants, muffins...

There are so many kinds that Hoffa can't count them, and they all say that English cooks can't do it, but this time it opened his eyes. I'm afraid the house elves at Hogwarts are all invited from abroad.

After eating, the previously serious atmosphere slowly disappeared, and people around started talking and laughing.

Hoffa ate while listening to the seniors next to him talking about various news, from Quidditch to national events, from lace news to celebrities in the wizarding world.

Eat with relish, and listen with relish.

Moreover, these seniors at Ravenclaw have their own opinions when they speak, and they are indeed the wisest academy.

The ghosts also came out from all corners of the castle. Hoffa didn't see the Peepee he wanted to see most. Instead, he saw a ghost in a robe. She was beautiful and she was wearing a crown from Ravenclaw's. Floating by the table, greeting other people very gracefully.

She is the ghost of Ravenclaw, Helena Ravenclaw.

She is also the daughter of the four founders, Rowena Ravenclaw.

Commonly known as Ms. Gray.

He is very eye-catching and is the most beautiful ghost at Hogwarts.

Ravenclaw was also good, Hoffa cut off a lamb chop, thought secretly.

After eating the staple food, there are soups, mushroom thick chicken soup, cream tomato soup, French lamb onion, and oxtail soup.

Seeing these foods, Hoffa regretted that the staple food stuffed himself too much.

The students are very edible, but the professor on the faculty seat is more indifferent. When Hoffa saw that the banquet was halfway through, Principal Armando Dippet left the room, and Vice Principal Gorsak followed him. The two seemed to have something to discuss, and their expressions were serious.

Hoffa asked Miranda: "What does your grandpa teach?"

Miranda drank the juice shallowly and said, "He is the dean of the Ravenclaw Institute and teaches the curse. I remind you that you should never sing against him during class."

Dean Ravenclaw, Hoffa was dumb.

This old man looks more strict than Professor McGonagall, I'm afraid some will suffer in the future.

The soup was over, and dessert appeared on the plate.

Jelly, caramel pudding, apple pancakes, mousse, and ice cream with lime flavor.

Hoffa couldn't eat it anymore, he could only hold his stomach up with difficulty and grab some lime ice cream. I thought I must restrain myself at the next banquet.

After eating, a familiar figure stood up on the faculty bench.

It's the young version of Dumbledore.

As soon as he stood up, the students began to applaud enthusiastically.

The applause was much more sincere than when the principal Armando Dippet spoke, and Dumbledore's popularity was very high no matter what.

Dumbledore knocked on the cup and smiled: "The prefect will bring their students back to the lounge, but before that, we still have one important thing to do."

The students of the Fourth Academy clapped their hands and laughed: "Sing, sing!"

Gryffindor made the most booing, and Ravenclaw's students also smiled.

Miranda whispered to Hoffa: "He is the greatest transformation teacher ever. He can turn into hundreds of animals."

Hoffa didn't know this, he asked in amazement, "Really?"

"Of course, he helped write the Agmanis bill." It was a senior next to him who answered him.

On the staff seat, Dumbledore waved his magic wand.

The remaining juice in all student cups suddenly turned into ribbons and burst out.

Some students who were about to drink juice were caught off guard by the ribbon and burst into laughter.

Dumbledore: "Get ready! Sing!"

So all the teachers and students sang loudly:

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts,

Please teach us the knowledge,

Whether we are the old man

Or a child who hurt his knee,

Our mind can accept

Something interesting

Because now the brain is empty and full of air

...

Hoffa couldn't sing, but he also shook his head and his legs along with the singing.

After the singing, the atmosphere on the scene reached its climax.

Dumbledore opened his arms and exclaimed in warm applause: "Don't forget, even in the most difficult times, there is magic and music to accompany you."

…….

At the end of the banquet, the four prefects filed out of the hall with the students and walked to their respective lounges.

Speaking of it, Hoffa knew Gryffindor’s lounge best, perhaps better than some old students, but he didn’t understand Ravenclaw’s lounge at all.

Their prefect was an old acquaintance, a guy that Hoffa knew he couldn't get acquainted with.

Felius Flitwick.

So much so that when he first saw him, Hoffa called out his name, but the little prefect was taken aback.

He now has a clean face, no beard, and handsome appearance, about the same height as Indor. A few years later he became the dean of Ravenclaw and taught Harry Potter. He is a good-tempered man.

Flitwick explained the history of Ravenclaw to the novice while walking.

"Our academy was founded by Rowena Ravenclaw, which symbolizes the wind among the four elements. The symbol animal is the eagle. Of course, the place where the eagle lives is not too short. If you have people with inconvenient legs and feet, I miss you Let's see the school doctor first."

Someone around chuckled.

But soon, they couldn't laugh anymore.

Hoffa followed Prefect Flitwick higher and higher, and the magic steps under his feet were constantly changing positions, helping them to push higher and higher like building blocks.

Finally, when they came to the top floor of Ravenclaw Tower, some newcomers who were afraid of heights did not dare to look down, because only sporadic firelight could be seen below.

Hoffa estimated that the tower was at least more than 300 meters high... He looked faint. Had it not been for the help of stairs, God knew how long it would take to walk.

Flitwick smiled and said, "The first rule of the Ravenclaw Code of 75, don't throw things under the tower casually."

The freshman laughed a few times in cooperation.

The prefect led the shivering novice across a not-so-wide aerial bridge, and a group of people came to a huge portrait of a knight.

The armored knight in the portrait slowly bends down. Next to the portrait is a statue of an eagle standing on a copper ring.

Seeing everyone coming, the eagle opened its cyan metal wings and asked.

[If you abandon me or blend in with me, you must die, but in your body I am the source of life]

Flitwick stepped aside: "The Ravenclaw Lounge has no password. You must answer the statue's questions before you can enter the lounge."

The new students lower their heads, and everyone is thinking about the statue's questions.

At this time, there was a chuckle from the crowd, and the silver-haired girl Aglea proudly said: "It's too simple, the answer is water."

The students around all showed a clear and reverent look.

Flitwick snapped his fingers.

"Accurate, it's a pity that I am not a professor and can't give you extra points."

The metal eagle closed its wings.

The knight straightened up, the portrait slowly opened, revealing the blue corridor hiding behind.

Hoffa sighed. He saw Hermione's shadow on the silver-haired girl.

They are the kind of smart and proud people.

Entering the lounge, this is a large round room. There are some soft cushions on the ground, as well as several seats.

There are elegant arched windows on the walls, and blue and bronze silks are hung in the wind. Hoffa can see the stars at night from the windows, like lights dotted in the sky. There are also distant foggy mountains in the distance, endless, the wind sweeps over the light milky clouds, these seem so quiet and peaceful.

The ceiling is a dome with stars adorned with stars, and the dark blue carpet below is also adorned with stars. There are tables, chairs, bookshelves, and a white marble bust of Rowena Ravenclaw in the niche opposite the door. A door beside the statue leads to the dormitory above.

The environment is very quiet.

Some senior students are sitting cross-legged on cushions on the ground, some are reading, some are playing chess, and some are simply closing their eyes and resting, perhaps in meditation.

Seeing the freshmen coming, the seniors just nodded slightly, and then went back to their own affairs.

Hoffa walked to the window, looked at the starry sky outside, and leaned on the railing to blow a breeze. The air is scented with honeysuckle that is unique to the night. For a while, the meditation thought of Mirajba traveler actually started to work automatically.

Without rejecting this instinctive feeling, Hoffa sat down on the cushion by the window. Started my own meditation.

He felt that perhaps the Sorting Hat made the decision that suits him best.

Between breaths and breaths, his fingers coiled into weird gestures.

His spirit spread out like a cobweb in Ravenclaw's tower, but it was limited to the lounge. Whenever he tried to extend his spirit outside the public room, he could only come into contact with the endless darkness. I don't know if he is not energetic enough or there is a magic barrier here.

During the meditation, he couldn't feel the passage of time. By the time he finished his meditation, the people around him were almost gone.

But there are two others.

Miranda sat on the carpet next to the bookshelf, illuminated by magic.

And the girl named Aglea sat in the chair to write and draw. I don't know what I'm writing, it's densely packed on parchment.

Seeing Hoffa getting up, Aglaia glanced at him coldly and sneered impenetrably.

Miranda closed the book and stood up with Hoffa.

The two walked to the bifurcation of the male and female dormitory,

Miranda suddenly asked in a low voice, "Did you offend Aglaia?"

Hoffa mumbled: "If it's an offense to escape, indeed."

Miranda chuckled: "Then you can suffer, Veeva is a very vengeful creature."

"What?" Hoffa was slightly shocked. "Is she a Veeva?"

"A pure Veeva is not counted, but it must be of Veeva descent. De La Cess is a French surname. In this regard, she is very similar to you."

After speaking, she said goodnight and walked into the girls' dormitory. "

Hoffa got into the boys' dormitory.

The dormitory is on the top floor of the tower. There are four four-poster beds in the room, and his roommates are already asleep.

A dark blue velvet drape hung beside the bed, and his backpack was placed beside the bed.

Hoffa undressed and went to bed, but there was a little doubt in his heart.

Why didn't the silver-haired girl go to Boothbarton, but instead came to study in the UK?