Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 298 Riddle's Charm!

Ron's gloomy behavior stopped Lavender and Anthony from arguing.

They looked at each other and shut their mouths at the same time.

At this time, the first-year students had already stood in front of the classroom seats, standing stiffly, waiting for the separation.

"Look, that's Ginny!" Harry said quickly, trying to divert Ron's attention.

"Ginny! How could I forget! That's my sister! She's so smart!"

"I think she might be a Ravenclaw like me!" Ron really perked up when his brother paid attention to his sister.

"Is it that cute red-haired girl?" Michael Corner whispered. For some reason, his face turned a little red, which could not be hidden by his dark skin.

"Yes!" said Ron proudly.

Ryan looked at Michael, one of Ginny's ex-boyfriends in the original world line, with a strange smile.

"do you know?"

"Ginny learned to use a toy broom when she was 6 years old. She is a natural Quidditch star!" He kept praising Michael, who was willing to listen to her sister's story, and Michael's face became redder and redder.

"Wait, who's that little witch next to Ginny?"

"She looks familiar to me—a crazy girl!"

"Her name seems to be Luna, my sister mentioned her." Ron said, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Is it your neighbor, the Lovegood family, whose house is as big as a car?" Harry stroked his chin, thinking.

"But I've been wanting to ask for a long time, why do you call her a crazy girl?" Harry looked at Ron puzzledly. He felt that this nickname was too much for a girl.

Her hair color was very similar to Draco's, more towards white, and her eyes were similar to his friend Ryan's.

Judging from her appearance alone, she is a very pretty girl.

Harry thought so, as if the person in the original world line who thought Luna was crazy as soon as he saw her was not him.

"Ah? I'm not sure, but she's not like this usually. Her hair is messy like Hermione, and she wears some weird decorations - even weird among wizards, like beer bottle corks, leftover carrot tops and the like." Ron's eyes flashed with reminiscence.

It seemed as if he had not noticed that he had also slightly discredited Hermione.

"What? Oh, is it time for the Sorting?" Ron looked at Harry, and Harry pulled his sleeve.

Harry looked up in Hermione's direction, only to find that she was paying no attention to what Ron was saying.

That's right, Harry noticed that almost everyone was looking towards the staff table.

Even he himself couldn't help but look there.

There are two more seats at the staff table this year!

You know, there is only one professor position vacant this year!
One of them is Lupin, who is elegant but weathered. The other is Tom Riddle, the legendary Dark Lord.

But Harry couldn't connect him with Voldemort at all. He was handsome, and his every move exuded an amazing charm! He was not the same person as the ugly and terrifying Voldemort!

Harry was very suspicious. Did Voldemort lose his mind to be willing to destroy such a face?

A dreamy face as white as marble, something that only Michelangelo could carve!

This can barely be compared with Ryan!

"So handsome!"

"Mom, I'm in love!"

"Why did it turn out like this... For the first time, I had someone I liked; for the first time, I had a handsome teacher. These two pleasant things were intertwined together. And these two joys will bring me many more joys. I should have had this dreamlike happy time. But why did it turn out like this... Why is the person I like my teacher!" Such conversations kept ringing in the mouths of the little witch and some little wizards.

Even Harry felt that he had an inexplicable liking for him.

But this is not right. This should also be Voldemort's "heart", and every time I face them, I feel a strong rejection.

But this is completely different, it’s like he has a new blood brother!

Tom Riddle seemed to notice Harry's gaze and turned to give him a big smile.

Screams came from the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor tables.

"Ahhh! He—is—looking—at—me!"

"Ninian! Look at me, is there anything wrong with my look? He's looking at me!"

"He's looking at me! What kind of monster are you?"

"Gryffindor! What are your names!"

"Nerds from Nerd Academy! He's looking at you! Loser!"

Riddle's smile caused the Ravenclaws and Gryffindors, who had originally had a good relationship, to start a quarrel.

Names like stupid lion and freak kept popping up among them.

Even their prefects, Penelope and Percy, could hardly stop.

Harry glared at Riddle, the instigator, who looked accustomed to it and seemed to be well aware of his own charm.

This made Harry's inexplicable good feeling that had just emerged from the bottom of his heart disappear.

But there was one thing that Harry was a little confused about, which was where had the ghost of Ravenclaw, Ms. Grey, gone?

According to the records of last year and before, she has never been absent from the branch.
Nearly Headless Nick from the Llanfendor table floated over. He seemed to understand Harry's confusion. "Ms. Grey has been acting very strangely lately! She has been staying in Ravenclaw's tower, next to the statue of Ravenclaw, staring at the diadem on Ravenclaw's head in a trance. She hardly moves. You know, she is - well, I can't say. I mean, she shouldn't be so obsessed with the diadem. She should be very familiar with it."

familiar?

Nick's words made Harry fall into deep thought.

Ron next to him and other roommates joined the quarrel between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, paying no attention to what Nick said.

When the situation seemed to be getting out of control.

"Quiet!" Professor McGonagall couldn't help but say.

She was like an angry lioness, her lips pursed stiffly, and she glanced at Gryffindor and Ravenclaw with eyes that seemed to burn everything.

The war of words came to an abrupt end.

She stood still for a moment, placed a three-legged stool on the ground in front of the freshman, and placed a tattered, dirty, and patched wizard's hat on the stool.

The first-year students stared at it in amazement.

Others looked at it too.

For a moment, there was silence in the auditorium.

However, just as the Sorting Hat was about to sing, something unexpected happened.

Dumbledore stood up and, for the first time in history, began to speak before the Sorting Hat sang the Sorting Song: "I think everyone has noticed, and many people also knew in advance from the Daily Prophet."

Dumbledore paused for a moment, but no one responded. Only Tom Riddle raised his glass to greet him. He looked at Riddle seriously and continued, "This year, I am very pleased to welcome two new teachers to join our team. They are both professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

(End of this chapter)