He was a wizard who attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was sorted into Gryffindor House.

After he came of age, he was granted a knighthood based on his wizarding identity.

Courtiers at the royal court of King Henry VII.

On the evening of October 1492, 10, Sir Nicholas was walking in the park when he met Lady Grieve.

She was sure he could help straighten her crooked teeth, but Nicholas's attempt backfired and left her with fangs.

Because of this mistake, Sir Nicholas was immediately imprisoned and sentenced to death.

In addition, his wand was taken away, making it impossible to use magic to escape.

At dawn the next day, poor Nick was sent to the execution ground.

To make matters worse, the executioner lost the stone he used to sharpen his axe, causing the axe head to become blunt.

So Nicholas had been hit forty-five times in all, but even then there was still a little bit of skin and sinew attached to his neck.

Because of fear of death.

Nicholas chooses to remain as a ghost rather than "go on".

But even though his entire body was translucent and pearly white, his neck still retained the same appearance as when he died.

So he often wore an extra-large ruff to prevent his head from shaking too much on his half-severed neck.

And it’s also very festive.

"Sorry." Nick's figure floated up a little.

Then he explained to the students who were looking at him with doubt: "It must be hard for you to believe. There are many more freshmen this year than you imagined."

“I’ve never seen so many students.”

"The Sorting Waiting Room was so crowded that some students even stood on the lawn in front of the castle."

Bagir shifted his perspective, and the 'certain part' of the students also included Madison and the others.

There were also a few extra figures that shouldn't be here.

The magic circle for rejuvenation that he left behind in the [Dream Kingdom] was not only used by them.

Among the children with short arms and legs and baby faces, there are female ghosts who look similar to Leso, Narcissa, Alice, and Rosalie.

These little brats are surrounding Ariana and Furong at this moment. If you don’t know, you might think they are acting coquettishly towards Ariana and Furong.

The worst part was that Draco Malfoy happened to be walking by.

He even yelled at Narcissa desperately: "Little devil! Get out of the way!"

If Ron in the auditorium saw this scene, he would definitely not be able to help but take a picture of it.

But unfortunately, as a man, he doesn't have this opportunity.

He could only open his mouth into an O shape, "No way! Are there really so many people?"

Nick nodded, "But a lot of these freshmen don't seem to even speak English. They're all speaking other languages."

"Japan, Italy, France, Russia, Germany, these are the only ones I can tell."

The crowd instantly became excited when they heard Nick's words.

They all started discussing why Hogwarts was so popular this year.

But it wasn't long before the answer became apparent.

"Nick!"

"I mean the other Nick, the one who made the Philosopher's Stone."

"It's hard to believe that I was so close to the Philosopher's Stone last year."

"Could it be that"

"Yes, this is the only possibility!"

"He has been to France."

"With Dumbledore."

"Nic Flamel also gave him a castle."

"Yes, I can guarantee that this is true. I live in Hogsmeade. When I was practicing Quidditch, I saw that there was another castle in front of the Hogwarts castle, and it disappeared not long ago!"

It seemed like a century had passed before the discussion ended.

But now, everyone in the auditorium knew about it.

They all looked at Bagel from time to time, and at the same time looked at the door leading to the hall.

At this moment, it no longer seems to be a pipeline for fresh blood to flow into the future academy, but seems to have become a wooden bridge for the enemy to cross the rapids.

Professor McGonagall was frightened by these indignant and hostile looks.

Almost went back.

Ariana, who was following behind, quickly shrank back into Furong's arms.

In an instant, almost all the boys were attracted by the pitiful Ariana and the silver-haired girl.

Ron's face flushed red.

He stared at her blankly, opened his mouth to answer, but only made some strange little sounds, as if his throat was stuck.

But he looked like just an ordinary silhouette among the boys.

Bagel, who looked calmly at Professor McGonagall and the freshmen behind her, was met with admiring gazes from all the girls.

Look! This is a good man!

Professor McGonagall pursed her lower lip.

She was about to say something when she saw Dumbledore stand up.

He said gently, "The one following Minerva is the exchange student from Beauxbatons, France."

"They will be entering their fifth year. They will also attend the Sorting Ceremony with the first-year students."

Then he sat down again.

The audience immediately became excited.

Only then did they notice that the person sitting in the middle of the main guest seats was a strange red-haired young man.

But his crooked nose, half-moon glasses, and tone of voice undoubtedly gave him away.

"He's Dumbledore!"

"The Philosopher's Stone is in your hands!"

"Huh! Bajir is fine."

"Was Dumbledore this handsome when he was young?"

It took a long time for the auditorium to return to peace.

Professor McGonagall continued to walk forward, holding the stool and the Sorting Hat.

Ariana followed closely behind with a blushing face.

Furong took graceful steps.

The boys in the auditorium were obsessed with her, and the girls' jealous eyes followed her steps.

For a moment, no one noticed that even though Ariana had walked to the end of the auditorium, a large part of the long line of first-year students was still outside.

As usual, all freshmen turned their backs to the guest of honor seats and faced the senior students.

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat unhappily.

"The Sorting Hat will sort you into different houses later. All you have to do is put it on."

"Whoever's name I call will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

The restaurant was silent. Then the hat twisted. A wide crack appeared on the brim, like a mouth.

The hat began to sing:

Don't look at my plain appearance.

I am Gryffindor's hat.

Four great wizards,

Infused me with thoughts,

Their names are still passed down to this day.

Let me sing:

Dual wielding of cane and sword, the king of duels, a brave Gryffindor

Crown of Wisdom, well-read, wise Ravenclaw

The gourmet gold cup, the master of curse-eating, is a benevolent Hufflepuff

The Lord of Ten Thousand Serpents, the source of the curse, is a powerful Slytherin

Four parts of the British Isles, rising stars shine

The wild moors of England, home of Godric

The canyon riverside in Scotland is Rowena's hometown

The valleys of Wales are Helga's hometown.

The gloomy quagmire of Ireland is the hometown of Salazar

Gryffindor walked out of the swamp

Ravenclaw thinking by the river

Hufflepuffs gardening in the Vale

Slytherin hiding in the mire

Four different growth environments

Four great wizards with different personalities

A common vision unites them

The same goal makes them work together

Hogwarts was founded

Four colleges were born.

Gryffindor welcomes brave fighters

Ravenclaw selects smart people

Slytherin cultivates motivated teenagers

Hufflepuff accepts hard-working children

Come wear me!

The magic hat with the thoughts of the Big Four!

Do not be afraid!

Don't panic!

Even if you come from all over the world,

Hogwarts will accept you too!

Let me see your mind

Which college will light up for you!

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, the audience burst into applause. It bowed to the four dining tables one by one, and then stood still.

At this time, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in her hand.

She said, "Feng An!"

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