They passed through the cliff cave covered with ivy curtains and came to an underground pier under the cliff. They walked up the road paved with stones. A slight cold wind blew from the wet lawn, and they reached Hogwarts Castle. The door appeared in front of them.
"Dong dong dong"
Hagrid knocked on the oak door three times with his fist, and the door immediately opened.
A tall black-haired witch wearing emerald green robes stood in front of the door. Her expression was serious, her hair was tied into tight braids, and she looked like... Harry stared at it for a long time, 'RG The codename -60TB' popped out of his mind. This thing also has a more understandable name, thermobaric grenade.
Harry swallowed silently. The witch with a straight face and a serious expression in front of him was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
"The first years have arrived, Professor McGonagall," Hagrid said.
"Thank you, Hagrid. Leave it to me to pick you up when you get here."
A feeling that he was about to go to the execution ground appeared in Harry's heart. There were already enough strange things in the wizarding world that he could not speculate on using the contents of his 'normal memory'.
Professor McGonagall opened the door wide, and the entrance hall behind the oak door was large enough to accommodate the Dursleys' villa. The stone walls of the entrance hall were lit by burning flares, illuminating the entire entrance hall.
The high ceiling is almost invisible, and in front of people is a luxurious marble staircase that leads directly to the upper floor.
They followed Professor McGonagall's footsteps along the bluestone floor and came to a corridor wide enough for two tanks to drive side by side. Harry heard the buzzing voices of hundreds of people coming from the dream on the right. The senior students had already arrived, but Professor McGonagall took the first-year wizards to a small empty room at the other end of the hall. Everyone crowded in, rubbing shoulders and staring nervously at everything around them.
"Welcome to Hogwarts School of Magical Warfare." Professor McGonagall said, "The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you enter the auditorium and take your seats, you must first determine which house you will enter. The branch is in Hogwarts. Gwarts is a very important ceremony, because when you are in school, the college is like your home in Hogwarts. You have to take classes with your classmates in the college, stay in the college dormitories together, and rest together in the common room. Spend your spare time indoors.”
"The names of the four colleges are: Gryffindor Champions Academy, Ravenclaw Tactical Intelligence Academy, Hufflepuff War Logistics Academy, and Slytherin Special Operations Academy. Each academy has trained countless outstanding students. All wizards have their own glorious histories."
"While studying at Hogwarts, your respective performance will add or subtract points for your house. Actively participate in various competitions within the school. Winning will win honors for you and your house. At the end of the year At that time, we will award the College Cup trophy to the college with the highest score. This is a very high honor. I hope that no matter which college you are assigned to, you can bring glory to the college."
"In a few minutes, the sorting ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. I suggest you tidy up and look energetic while waiting."
Professor McGonagall's gaze swept across the audience, and the students who were stared at by her gaze suddenly became nervous. But after saying this, Professor McGonagall did not stop and turned around to leave. This made the little wizards heave a sigh of relief. .
"They'll let us take the exam, right?" Hermione tugged on Harry's sleeve nervously. She was extremely worried. There was no book about how Hogwarts was sorted, not even the little wizard next to them. They were born pure-blood wizards, and they didn't understand this either, so everyone deliberately concealed the process of sorting.
"It's almost six-thirty now." Harry glanced at his mechanical watch. "For exams, we don't have enough time. We can't start eating at eight or nine, right? Even grading the test papers of a hundred people will take a lot of time. .”
"Even so..." Hermione nervously chewed on her hand, and then began to recite the spells in the textbook.
Neville was much calmer than Hermione. Although he was sweating nervously, he at least remained calm and stood still. Even though he was motionless, he seemed to be playing a dummy.
"Neville?" Harry reached out and poked Neville. The little fat man's legs suddenly gave out and he sat on the ground, looking up at Harry blankly.
"Am I eliminated?" Neville asked blankly.
"How is that possible..." Harry couldn't help but laugh, and then stretched out his hand to pull Neville up.
But before he could hold Neville's hand hard, Neville suddenly jumped three feet high and bounced off the ground.
A scream also came from the mouths of other people in the team, and a group of more than 20 ghosts emerged from the walls and floors. They had a translucent pearly white color and floated in mid-air across the entire room.
The ghosts were chatting among themselves, barely paying attention to the little wizard beside them.
However, a fat ghost seemed to have noticed the stunned first-year student, and he smiled and spoke.
"Freshmen! I think you are probably preparing to take the test, right?"
Two thick bullet chains were wrapped around his body, crossing his chest in an X shape. The thick bullets were at least 20mm caliber, and one shot could physically crush an elephant.
A young wizard nodded, so he smiled again and said enthusiastically: "I hope you can be assigned to Hufflepuff! I was in that academy before."
When did so-called 'support staff' dress up like this? Harry probably wouldn't be surprised if the ghost suddenly took out a minigun that had been removed from the plane and put it on his shoulder. After all, he had all the bullets with him, so there seemed to be no problem in bringing the weapon.
While Harry was thinking, the ghosts left, and Professor McGonagall reappeared soon after.
"Now, get in single file."
Professor McGonagall said to the first years: "Follow me."
People lined up according to the instructions, followed Professor McGonagall's footsteps out of the room, passed through the foyer, and entered the luxurious auditorium through a double door.
Harry had never seen such a gorgeous and wonderful place in the world! This is simply magic... is it magic?
Students from other grades of the college were already sitting at four long tables. Thousands of lit signal rods were floating above the tables. The light they emitted illuminated the auditorium as if it were daytime. The golden plates and goblets on the long tables were It refracted brilliant light, shrouding the entire auditorium in a psychedelic golden light.
Opposite the long student table are the professors' seats, with two prominent positions. When Harry's eyes fell there, his mind suddenly went blank!
'Gellert Grindelwald? ! ! ! '
