Hogwarts: Where are the Pokémon?

Chapter 12 The Sorting Hat: Pure Bloodlines

Just when Xia Lin was fascinated by the dim flames, Dumbledore's voice pulled him back.

"Glad to see you at the party, Charlene. I haven't seen you for a month." Dumbledore said softly, "How is that nature reserve now?"

"It has been roughly completed, and there are nearly two hundred kinds of Pokémon inhabiting it. If you are free, you can take a look." Xia Lin said.

"I am very happy. By the way, after the dinner, can you go to my office with me? I have something to see you." His half-moon-shaped lenses were shining brightly.Although he was looking at Xia Lin, Xia Lin knew that he was watching Qi Luo.

From the very beginning, Dumbledore knew there was something wrong with him.

Xia Lin nodded, he had guessed what Dumbledore was looking for him for.It's nothing more than asking him to set a checkpoint on the Philosopher's Stone to test his little savior.

Of course, he was very happy to make trouble for Xiaotang.

It didn't take long for the old students to arrive in the hall first, and they were seated separately according to the colleges.Freshmen need to come here by boat, so it will be a little later.At this time, Mag was already waiting for them at the door.

"Look, George, that person seems to be our new professor." Fred writhed restlessly as soon as he sat down, as if there were ants crawling on his body, "It's the person on the Daily Prophet, the newspaper It said that he defeated several pure-blood wizards by himself, and he was not willing to let them go until the Aurors arrived, but—”

As soon as Fred opened his mouth, George immediately responded: "But Dad said that in fact, those Aurors were beaten everywhere by him, and the pure-blood wizards who were beaten were not just a few people but more than [-], and later it was Dumbledore. He let everyone go when Lido arrived. That's awesome, I hope he teaches us Defense Against the Dark Arts this year."

Lee Jordan on the side was dumbfounded. He read the Daily Prophet, but he didn't believe it at all, thinking that the Daily Prophet has now been reduced to sensationalism like singing a naysayer.

"Wait, what are you talking about, is it true?"

"Of course it's true. You know, newspapers don't dare to report all the facts blatantly." Fred said, "Didn't you see that many people in Slytherin turned black when they saw him?"

Lee Jordan immediately looked towards Slytherin, and sure enough, he saw a lot of disgusting black faces, looking like he wanted to look at the person on the stage with hatred, but he didn't dare.

This made him feel very happy.

"You know, Charlie was in his year. Bill knew him, too," Fred added. "He said this guy singled out all of Slytherin in his second year. Nobody was him." opponent."

"But, if he is the same age as your brother Charlie, isn't he just graduated? How can he be a professor?" Lee Jordan asked.

"Why not? If you can knock down more than [-] Aurors, let alone a professor, no one will object to you even if you become the Dark Lord." George joked, "Of course, if you can, Better to be a professor, I hope he can teach us how to take down those Slytherin students."

"But it's impossible that I haven't heard of him since I entered school."

"Quite simply, Charlie and Bill said he was expelled in his third year," explained Fred, "and they also said that when the Ministry of Magic broke his wand, everyone thought he couldn't study magic anymore. .But obviously, they were all wrong."

At this moment the twins looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"I think we might as well try—"

"Let's forget it, Mom will kill us."

Lee Jordan didn't know what they were talking about, and was about to ask, when he saw his Dean McGonagall walking in with a group of freshmen.He immediately shut his mouth.

The immature freshmen looked very nervous, or whispered in twitter, or looked at the scenery around the hall in surprise.

At this time Fred whispered again: "I told little Ronnie that they need to fight the troll to get sorted. Look at him, he seems to be terrified."

At this time, Mag had already walked to the long table, took out a chair, and put on a dirty and worn-out hat under the gaze of everyone.

The hall suddenly fell silent, and then, under the surprised eyes of those little wizards, the hat suddenly sang:
You may think I'm not pretty,
But don't judge a book by its cover,
If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,
I can eat myself.

You can make...

Xia Lin resisted the urge to plug his ears. The song sung by the Sorting Hat was really not good. He decided to ask the soil turtle wizard to enjoy Fat Ding's singing next time.

After the song was sung, these freshmen finally understood that the exams, fighting giant monsters or fire dragons, testing magic, etc. were just rumors.In fact, the so-called sorting ceremony is nothing more than wearing this sorting hat, nothing more.

"I'm going to kill Fred, it sounds like he's going to fight a troll," Ron said angrily, creeping closer to Harry's ear.

At this time, Mag came up with a piece of parchment.

"Whoever I call now puts on a hat and sits on a stool to be sorted," she said. "Hannah Abbott!"

A rosy-cheeked little girl with two blond braids staggered out of the queue and put on her hat, which just covered her eyes.She sat down.Pause for a moment—

"Pure blood—Hufflepuff!"

The Sorting Hat roared.There was an instant cheer from the Hufflepuff table.

After having the first one, the following things became easier, and the freshmen also changed from nervousness to anticipation, and kept looking forward from behind.

Still, Harry was nervous.He didn't know if he had the advantages and qualities that the Sorting Hat sang about, and he was afraid that the Sorting Hat would look down on him at all, and wanted him to return to Privet Drive from Hogwarts immediately.

It would be too shameful to be expelled before school starts.

Then he saw that nasty boy he'd met in Diagon Alley, and they'd had a fight on the train.The Sorting Hat had called out Slytherin before it even touched his hair, which made Harry even more reluctant to be sorted into Slytherin.

It didn't take long for Mag to call his name.

"Harry Potter!"

For a moment, the entire hall was silent at first, and then immediately erupted into inaudible whispers.It seemed that the whole school was craning its necks to look around.

"Potter, is she calling Potter?"

"Is that Harry Potter?"

Charlene noticed that Snape's eyes immediately turned to Harry's body, and he couldn't look away for a moment, as if his eyes were on Harry's body.

(End of this chapter)