The days at Hogwarts

After the singing, the freshmen understood the sorting process and relaxed.

Except for Ron, who was frightened by all the horrible rumors about Fred, and he shouted that he wanted to twist Fred's neck off.

The sorting process officially began, and Professor McGonagall began to call out the name: "Hannah Abbott"

Loren finally saw the leader of the new students at Hogwarts. The little girl had two golden braids. She stumbled up to the table, sat down, and put on her hat.

"Hufflepuff!"

The Hufflepuff little wizards burst into warm applause, welcoming everyone, regardless of whether they were pure-blood or half-blood.

When Hermione's name was read, the little girl hurried over. Before she could put the hat on, the Sorting Hat shouted, "Gryffindor!"

Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table, slowed down her heartbeat and breathing, and began to stare at Loren. People always want to be with people they are familiar with in an unfamiliar environment.

"Loren Morgan."

Finally it was his turn. At this moment, Loren was worried about his own little secret and his heart began to beat faster.

"Oh, strange boy, there is a fog in your brain and you don't look very smart." The Sorting Hat whispered.

Although Loren felt that this was a personal attack, he was relieved. It seemed that the Sorting Hat could not see the previous memories.

"Hufflepuff is a good choice." The Sorting Hat continued. Very good, the attack affected the badgers.

Loren relaxed, and his thoughts couldn't help but wander off: I hope it's not Azkaban.

"What's on your mind? Why is it Azkaban?" asked the Sorting Hat.

Loren shivered and did not answer.

"Okay, okay, then--" the Sorting Hat drawled out:

"Gryffindor!"

Loren found an empty seat at the Gryffindor table and let go of both his heart and his butt.

When the sorting was over, most of the young wizards below were looking at the professor on the stage.

The most eye-catching one is Albus Dumbledore with shining silver hair. He looks very old but very energetic.

"Idiot! Crying! Residue! Screw it! Thank you everyone!"

Dumbledore stood up and said a few words that made people feel that he was not in his right mind.

But when Percy explained to everyone that Dumbledore was the best wizard in the world, those words seemed to become very meaningful.

Food kept pouring out of the plates on the table: roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, carrots, and the potatoes that Loren remembered so vividly.

The atmosphere of the banquet reached its climax and the freshmen had a great time chatting with the ghost.

A ghost called himself "Sir Nicholas of Minsey" and was reluctant to talk about his head, but in the end, in the expectant eyes of everyone, he shook his head and slid it off his neck.

Loren feasted his eyes and said to him with some regret: "If you can live to see Louis XVI improve the guillotine, you won't have this trouble."

He then began to discuss Louis XVI and his guillotine with Sir Nicholas, and at the end, Sir Nicholas paid high tribute to Louis XVI.

After the main course, there were various desserts. Loren took several flavors of pudding and tasted them slowly one spoonful at a time. He also hid one portion for a midnight snack.

The topic turned to their respective families.

Ron and Neville are both pure-blood wizards, but such families are still a minority. Most are half-blooded like Seamus, and the rest are lucky little wizards who come from Muggle families like Hermione and Loren.

Amid the laughter, Loren saw black shadows flashing on Professor Snape's arm and Harry's scar at the same time, which was particularly dazzling under the soft light of the hall.

The shadow faded quickly, but the scarf around Professor Quirrell's head began to glow black again, and it lasted for a long moment.

The prefect Percy introduced everyone one by one. The one in purple was Professor Quirrell, who taught Defense Against the Dark Arts. The one in black robe with a hooked nose was Professor Snape of Potions, who was very good at the dark arts.

Harry silently kept the professor in mind.

Professor Snape in the distance noticed those eyes early on. Memories flooded in like the sea, and complex emotions stirred up waves in his heart again and again.

The child is not very good-looking, but has a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Oh, now everyone has finished eating. I want to say a few more words to everyone..." Headmaster Dumbledore asked everyone not to enter the woods and not to cast spells in the corridor, and then he frantically emphasized the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.

Loren thought that this was a bit like trying to cover up one's own faults.

The dinner ended with the school song, which was difficult to describe, set to the melody of "Funeral March". The people sang with relish, and Loren listened with great interest. He would definitely teach the twins Lost Rivers before graduation, and that scene would be very interesting.

After the meeting, the freshmen dragged their tired bodies back to the lounge with their seniors. Loren and his group followed Percy and saw the fat lady in the portrait.

Loren, Harry, Ron, Neville and Seamus were assigned to a dormitory.

I was clearly very tired in the restaurant, but when I got to the dormitory I felt full of energy and didn't want to fall asleep.

After greeting each other, conversation gradually began to rise. Harry and Ron had already known each other on the train, Loren and Neville were also familiar with each other, and Seamus had met Loren and Neville on the ship.

Everyone was talking excitedly, discussing the courses they knew, from Transfiguration to Charms, from Herbs to Potions.

Neville also knew something, but he was not very good at speaking and would stutter if he spoke too fast. Ron was the one doing most of the talking, and he enjoyed this scene.

Harry was a little worried whether he could keep up with the progress, but Loren and Neville took turns to comfort him, and he soon felt at ease.

Before going to bed, Loren saw Harry sitting by the bed, looking at the moon outside the window.

"Harry?" Loren asked.

"Ok?"

"Wish you a sweet dream."...

Chapter 14 About Eyes

The next morning, when Loren got up, it was just light outside.

Seeing that several people were still sleeping, Loren quietly put on his clothes and went out.

The house-elf replaced the pudding in my pocket last night with a new one because the one I hid last night was lemon flavored, and this one was strawberry flavored.

After leaving the lounge and having breakfast, he took a quick look around the first and second floors of the castle.

Looking at the girls' bathroom, Loren was eager to try, but he didn't know snake language, and there should be a myrtle in it. On the first day of school, he didn't want his new classmates to think he was a pervert, so he gave up.

The whole castle exudes a sense of ancient history, neat and tidy. There are various portraits hanging around the corridors, and many of the people in them are alive, and some will even greet Loren.

After walking around for a while, a lot of time was spent on the stairs. Loren didn't know the rules of the stairs, so he could only wait for the lane to change. Several times during the walk, he was directly transported from the first floor to the second floor, or was transported down, and it took a long time to walk out.

As more and more students gathered in the corridor, Loren went back to the dormitory to wake up Harry and the others who were still sleeping. Without waiting any longer, he grabbed his textbook and rushed to the first Transfiguration class.

When I arrived at the classroom, Professor McGonagall the cat was already sitting on the desk with her two front paws erect and her tail wrapped around her paws.

Loren's eyes suddenly became deep again, his innate vision was activated, and the cat's body was glowing with a soft red light.

Professor McGonagall, in cat form, looked up and met Loren's eyes. She noticed the pair of blue eyes with dark shadows. But she did not move. Showing Animagus to freshmen in the first lesson was an effective way to arouse students' interest in Transfiguration.

His vision quickly returned to normal. Loren pretended he knew nothing and found a seat to sit down.

Hermione had also arrived and was sitting in the middle seat flipping through her Transfiguration textbook.

"Do you see the cat on the podium?" Loren leaned over.

Without even looking up, Hermione said, "It was there before I got here. If I were you, I'd preview it instead of making small talk."

"It's still early before class, and you've almost memorized the textbook, so why don't you go play with the cats?" Loren smiled like a devil who tricked people into signing a soul contract.

Hermione looked up at the cat on the stage, feeling a little excited. She had almost memorized the textbook, and she kept flipping through it to relieve her excitement and nervousness.

"Look at this tabby cat. It has shiny fur and is clean and well-behaved. Since there are not many people around, you should pet it a few times and it will definitely be satisfying." Loren's face was full of viciousness.

Instigated by someone, Hermione went up to comb the tabby cat's fur and patted its head. This was a challenge for her in a completely unfamiliar environment, so she came down quickly.

Loren sat upright, "How is it, not bad, right?"

Hermione smiled and looked much more relaxed. "What do you think Professor McGonagall will teach us today? I think it will be the principles of magic, or she may teach us a simple Transfiguration spell."

The villain in Loren's heart couldn't wait any longer, but he still endured it and said seriously: "I don't know, but I haven't memorized the textbook yet, so I have to...Puff, cough cough cough" He couldn't hold it back anymore and pretended to cough twice.

Loren opened the book and said righteously, "I need to learn." "Okay, stop talking."

Harry and Ron were late again; they had spent too much time chatting during dinner and were stuck on the stairs for a while.

Hermione looked at the last two people who came in with some disgust, pouted and looked towards the podium, then watched the tabby cat in front of her turn into Professor McGonagall with a stern face.

The girl turned pale and was speechless.

Loren was giggling beside him, shrugging his shoulders, but he didn't dare laugh out loud.

After Professor McGonagall scolded Harry and Ron for being late, she began her lecture.

"What you just saw was Animagus, a highly advanced form of transfiguration. It can transform a person into a suitable animal, and do many things that humans cannot do."

The students became excited and the classroom became noisy.

"I want to be a lion. The great Gryffindor Animagus must be a lion!"

"If you ask me, I should turn into an eagle, so that I can fly."

"Would Slytherin's Animagus be a snake?"

The topic gradually deviated from what they wanted to become and went in a strange direction.

"Quiet!"

Professor McGonagall looked at the noisy classroom and pointed her wand at the desk. The desk began to twist and swell, with a tail growing on one end and a pig's head on the other. When the corners of the desk turned into pig's hooves, the whole desk turned into a big fat pig, squeaking.

The students' eyes widened, and they were attracted by the magical Transfiguration spell and fell silent.

Professor McGonagall pointed her wand at the fat pig that the desk had turned into, and sternly glanced at the students below, as if to say, whoever disobeys will be turned into a fat pig too.

Under Professor McGonagall's explanation, the students gradually understood that the Transfiguration spell involved advanced theories and that practice would take a long time.

Professor McGonagall gave each student a match and asked them to try to turn the match into a needle.

Hermione didn't say a word to Loren the whole time. She repeated the motion of waving her wand, causing some obvious changes to the matches.

Loren came over to Hermione and began to remedy the situation, "Before you wave your wand, think carefully about what the needle looks like, how long it is, how thin it is, and which end is the needle."

Hermione didn't reply, swung her wand vigorously.

Listening to the slight whistling sound when the short wand was waved, Loren felt that Hermione wanted to smash his head.

Soon, Hermione managed to turn the match into a needle, which was still as thick as a match and had a needle shape.

"Hermione Granger has made rapid progress. She deserves five extra points." Professor McGonagall smiled rarely. She was very happy to see a talented student.

The professor didn't seem to mind her offense, and Hermione finally felt at ease.

Professor McGonagall demonstrated the Transfiguration process several more times, explaining some key points.

"Loren Morgan, come to my office tonight." Professor McGonagall said after class.

Loren's heart skipped a beat. Oh no! The real culprit has been discovered, and the blind Dora is not here.

In the afternoon, there was Herbology class. Professor Pomona Sprout was not a serious person and her class was very interesting and passed quickly.

Although Hermione was in the same group as Loren, she still didn't say a word to Loren.

……

In the evening, Loren came to the small study next to the corridor on the second floor, which was Professor McGonagall's office.

Not long after the knock on the door, Professor McGonagall's voice said, "Come in," through the wooden door.

Lauren walked in and saw Professor McGonagall marking something, probably senior homework, or something else.

He found a stool and sat down properly. Professor McGonagall didn't say anything, so he waited quietly.

After a while, McGonagall raised her head, stood up, walked out of the desk and came to the door: "Come on, follow me to see Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Professor McGonagall, it was just a prank. There's no need to see the headmaster." Loren panicked.

Professor McGonagall said nothing and walked out of the office.

Loren hurriedly followed, explaining as he walked: "I really didn't mean to tease you and Hermione maliciously..."

Professor McGonagall kept a straight face and said nothing along the way. She wanted to teach this kid a lesson. She took Loren to the third floor and stopped in front of a huge stone monster statue.

"Licorice Wand!" After the command was given, the monster statue jumped aside and the wall behind it cracked in two.

Behind the wall was a spiral staircase that was moving slowly upwards, like an escalator.

As soon as Lauren and Professor McGonagall stepped on it, they heard a loud bang behind them and the wall closed again. They spun higher and higher, and finally, the two of them stopped in front of a shining oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin.

Loren followed Professor McGonagall in. Dumbledore with a white beard was already waiting there. He looked at the two of them and said to Loren seriously, "Well, Mr. Morgan, it's nice to meet you."