The years of welding at Hogwarts

So, since Fawkes became the nominal vice-principal of Hogwarts, but the actual power fell into the hands of Noah, Noah immediately began to carry out drastic reforms on Hogwarts.

The first thing to change was the broken road from Hogsmeade platform to Hogwarts.

Hagrid didn't know how many times he had complained about this broken road. It was difficult to walk on it, and there were no street lights to provide lighting at night.

It would be fine if any of the freshmen had studied the textbooks in advance and mastered the Luminescent Charm, but I'm afraid that he would have to rely on the little broken lantern in his hand to lead the way throughout the whole process.

Every year when school starts, he wants to send these freshmen to the castle safely, but every time he does this he ends up having a hard time.

Watching the first-year kids start their joyful mountain climbing journey, Shirley suddenly felt a little unbalanced. "Why! We won't have to take that route anymore when we move up to second year! Hogwarts will start its renovations!"

But when they turned onto another road that was also brightly lit, and heard from senior students that this road used to be pitch black as well, with potholes all over the road, and when it rained the water would not dry up for a week, the two girls who had been complaining about the construction work at Hogwarts suddenly stopped talking.

Infrastructure construction will help improve the overall environment of Hogwarts, making students feel more at home, and at the same time improve Hogwarts' competitiveness in the international magic school rankings...

It is a good thing worthy of promotion.

The two girls thought silently in their hearts.

The bumpy driveway was paved with bluestone slabs. There were at least a hundred carriages parked on both sides of the road waiting for the students. Shirley pointed curiously at a strange creature standing in front of the carriages.

"That's the Thestrals! Right!"

Looking at the skinny, terrifying black Pegasus, Hermione hesitated and didn't dare to go forward.

Little Beaver once again showed her know-it-all nature. "I've read in a book that only those who have experienced death, or more precisely, those who have recognized the concept of death, can see the existence of the Thestrals..."

Do you know death?

Before the Battle of London, Little Beaver might not have had a clear understanding of the concept of death.

But after experiencing that disaster, the broken limbs scattered on the streets and the bloodstains on the walls of the buildings on both sides, if this still cannot teach the students of Hogwarts what death means, then it can only be said that this person is so stupid that there is no hope of salvation.

The students of Hogwarts originally thought that these carriages were powered by magic, but now after returning to campus, they have discovered these magical and strange creatures.

Shirley, who was braver, ran up happily, took out a cockroach from her pocket and put it next to the Night Thestral's mouth, but the Night Thestral just moved its nose slightly, sniffed the smell of the cockroach pile, snorted, and turned its head away.

If she could understand the words of the Thestrals

, then she would know what the Thestral's snort meant:

"A year ago, a young man about your age also tried to feed me this thing. Can a Thestral eat this thing? Get away! Get away! Don't get close to me!"

"Come on up here, Hermione!"

Shirley originally wanted to climb onto the Thestral's back, but after taking one look at the Thestral's skinny body with its ribs clearly visible, she gave up this idea that was not very friendly to her butt.

It's like a bad mountain bike seat, which hurts your butt even on flat ground, not to mention that the Thestral's back is as bumpy as Godzilla's dorsal fin.

The Thestral pulled the carriage along the flat driveway and soon passed through a magnificent school gate.

Not only were the roads repaired, but even the walls and main gate of Hogwarts were renovated with the strong support of Lucius, the dog-rich school director.

The original shabby cast iron gate was also replaced with a more high-end and classy one...

Uh, a larger cast iron gate.

The wall, which was originally only one person high and could be easily climbed over, was replaced with a tall wall more than ten meters high with the support of a wealthy school director.

However, the wall was still not completed. When passing by the school gate, Hermione could still see that there was still scaffolding for auxiliary construction next to the wall in the distance, which had not yet been dismantled.

The entire Hogwarts Castle is completely surrounded by this wall which has not yet been fully completed. If any students look down from a high altitude, they will find that Hogwarts now looks like a war fortress.

By then, a moat that is deep and wide enough will be dug outside the city wall, and the only way for students to leave the school will be the school gate they are now queuing through.

Or it would be more appropriate to call it a city gate.

Thanks to the greatly improved road conditions, this group of first-year students arrived at the castle only a few minutes later than the seniors who took the Thestral carriages on another road.

Almost as soon as the old students had taken their seats in the auditorium, Vice-Principal Fox walked into the auditorium holding the Sorting Hat.

"Hey! Hey!" the Sorting Hat grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Fawkes, you violent girl! Can't you be a little gentler?"

In previous years, Professor Flitwick would take it out of the headmaster's office and bring it to the auditorium, but how did Flitwick treat it?

He respectfully took this magic hat, which was from the same era as the Big Four, out of the principal's office, held it gently in his hands, and put it down on a high stool that had been placed in the auditorium...

Look at Fox again. He just grabbed its scalp and pulled it up, then tossed it to the back of the auditorium with one step and one hand, and then threw it on the high stool with a thud.

The treatment is totally different.

Chapter 282 An Ordinary Fifth-Grade Transfer Student

The Sorting Hat, which was slammed heavily onto the stool by Fawkes, was muttering curses.

But due to Fawkes's super hearing, it didn't dare to pronounce it too clearly, so that Professor Flitwick, who was standing next to it, only heard a series of vague chattering sounds.

The door of the auditorium opened again shortly after it closed, and Snape led a long line of freshmen to the top of the hall.

It's just that this time's sorting ceremony seems to be a little different from previous ones.

Because among this large group of little wizards who were as quiet as quails, there was a person who stood out from the crowd.

Sitting at the dining table, Noah winked and gave Gwen a mocking look, as if asking her why an adult like you would hang out with a group of elementary school students.

Gwen clenched her fists until they made a crackling sound.

Why is she standing in this place? Don't you, Shafulin, have any idea?

Originally, Professor McGonagall planned to let Gwen stay with the old students first, and wait until all the young students who had enrolled were sorted into their respective colleges, and then sort her out separately.

Gwen had already stayed in Hogwarts for some time during the previous school year. At that time, she lived in the girls' dormitory in the common room of Ravenclaw College and was quite familiar with the Ravenclaw eaglets.

But this damn Shafrin got in the way and insisted that Gwen should follow the first-year kids to experience the same path that the four giants of Hogwarts had taken, so that it could be considered a complete admission process.

Then Professor McGonagall agreed.

Do you know how embarrassing it was for her to be sitting on the same boat with three little brats who were barely as tall as her waist, feeling the curious looks from them! ?

Feeling the gazes from the older students who knew her, Gwen, who was standing in line obediently like the elementary school students in front of her, just wanted to use her toes to dig a big enough crack in the ground so that she could hide in it for a while.

Why is this floor so hard?

Why does time go by so slowly?

However, Noah, who controlled a part of the power of time, could not hear her thoughts at all. Even if he heard them, he would not use the Eye of Agamotto to help her speed up the passage of time.

On the contrary, slowing down the passage of time is what this inherently evil Shafrin imp is capable of.

During the Sorting Hat routine before the Sorting Ceremony, Gwen never felt like she had never felt like she had in her life.

There is such torment as it is now.

Oh, no, there are still some.

The first and second times Peter Parker died in her arms.

As Gwen expected, Professor Flitwick finally unfolded the parchment in his hand that he had been holding since the freshmen entered the Great Hall of Hogwarts Castle.

"Whoever I call out will come up, sit on the chair, and put the Sorting Hat on his head."

Due to the height of the stool, Professor Flitwick had to place a stack of wooden boxes of the same height next to it so that all the students in the auditorium could see his presence.

Combined with his shrill voice that was half fairy blood, the scene seemed a little funny.

None of the freshmen laughed at this. They were all extremely nervous. It could be seen from the moment the first boy whose name was called stepped forward that he was trembling from head to toe.

As the names were called out one by one, the four tables took turns erupting in applause of welcome. The team consisting of dozens of elementary school students and a transfer student who stood out from the crowd was shrinking rapidly.

In the end, Gwen was the only student left in the auditorium who had not taken his seat.

When drawing up the order of the house sorting, Professor McGonagall did not sort them by the first letter of their surnames, but left Gwen alone at the end.

Gwen was the only one left on the sorting list, but Professor Flitwick, who was in charge of the sorting, did not read out her name. Instead, he turned around and looked at Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall, who had been sitting at the dining table, suddenly stood up and tapped the goblet with the silver spoon at hand, making a series of crisp sounds to attract the students' attention and signal them to be quiet.

"Before the Sorting Ceremony is over, I have something to announce."

"This year, Hogwarts will welcome a special student."

Professor McGonagall looked kindly at Gwen, who was standing not far in front of her and seemed a little bewildered. "I think you should be familiar with her."

"Gwen Stacy, winner of the Order of Merlin, First Class," Professor McGonagall emphasized the honor Gwen had received, "She will join Hogwarts as a fifth-year transfer student."

The entire auditorium suddenly burst into warm applause.

The smile on Professor McGonagall's face became more obvious. "Come forward, Miss Stacy."

With Gwen's height, even if Professor Flitwick was standing on a box as high as the stool, he still had to raise his hands to put the Sorting Hat on her head.

Almost as soon as the Sorting Hat touched Gwen's head, the crack on the brim that represented her mouth suddenly grew larger -

"Gryffindor!"

The moment the Sorting Hat blurted out this, all the students sitting at the Lion House table who knew this Order of Merlin, First Class winner, stood up at the same time and applauded enthusiastically.

"Our college also has its own first-class medal winner!"

Ever since Noah entered school, the little lions, who had felt increasingly suffocated by Slytherin House, roared the loudest they could, and in their voices there was a sense of pleasure in overthrowing oppression and feeling proud.

Professor Flitwick glanced back in disbelief at Professor McGonagall, who was sitting behind the staff table.

Obviously...

It was obviously us Ravenclaws who came here first!

Whether it was when she first entered the wizarding world or when she first came to Hogwarts, the two girls Gwen had the best relationship with were Hermione and Shirley from their Eagle House. During her time at Hogwarts, Gwen also lived in the tower of Ravenclaw College...

Why, why did it turn out like this?

Thinking of Professor McGonagall's indifference when he mentioned the two second-class medal winners of their college during the Merlin Memorial Hall, an idea flashed through Professor Flitwick's mind like thunder.

Unexpectedly!

The older cat girl usually looks like she has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but now she can actually do such shady operations as imperial appointment and response!

She had already planned to bring Gwen into their Gryffindor house!

With Gwen as a first-class medal winner, how could this cunning old cat girl be interested in their academy's two second-class medals!

Professor Flitwick was in a daze for so long that he even forgot to take the Sorting Hat off Gwen's head.

Gwen, who had been waiting for a long time but received no further news, did not like the feeling of being the center of attention while sitting on a high stool. She raised her hand to remove the hat on her head, then went to sit at the Gryffindor table and waited for the dinner to begin.

But unexpectedly, just as her hand touched the Sorting Hat, the Spider-Sense, which should have been silent in the safety of Hogwarts Castle, suddenly sounded, warning her to avoid the danger that was about to fall from above her head.

Heavy object?

What heavy object?

Is the ceiling going to collapse?

Gwen didn't think she would be hurt in Hogwarts Castle, but because of this unnecessary thought, her body was a little slow to react, and as a result, she was hit hard by a heavy metal object.

Considering the strength of Spider-Man's skull, this amount of damage wasn't even enough to break her skin, but it hurt.

Gwen, with her teeth bared, reached for the Sorting Hat above her head and

In a second, she pulled out a long sword shining with silver light from under the Sorting Hat in full view of everyone.

The originally noisy auditorium suddenly became quiet.

Professor McGonagall looked at the sword of Gryffindor in Gwen's hand in confusion.

What happened?

What happened?

After the initial confusion, ecstasy followed.

Just as only a true king can pull out the Sword in the Stone, the Sword of Gryffindor can only be pulled out of the Sorting Hat by the true heir to Gryffindor's will.

And Gwen was able to pull out the treasure of their Gryffindor house. Doesn't this mean that she is destined to become an excellent Gryffindor?

Gwen is from their Lion Court!

No one can take it away!

Chapter 283 The Persecuted Little Lions

The Great Hall of Hogwarts Castle was silent for a long time, until a little lion at the Gryffindor table reacted and clapped wildly, which led to a warm response from the entire college.

All the Gryffindor students were clapping and cheering desperately, happy that a true Gryffindor was born in the house.

After Gwen sat down at the Gryffindor table, the heated atmosphere in the hall reached its climax. If Professor McGonagall hadn't announced the start of the banquet and the food brought by the house-elves hadn't shut the mouths of these students, they would have continued to howl for another three to five minutes.

Not long after the banquet began, the inexperienced first-year students suddenly started making a commotion.