Although Harry thought this girl was crazy.
Eager to confirm whether it was his hallucination, he pulled Ron and pointed at the horses.
But the answer was obvious and Ron couldn't see it.
This made Harry think that he might need to go to the school hospital.
"You're not going crazy or anything, and I can see them too."
A trance-like voice sounded, it was Luna, she was putting her hands on the scary-looking horse.
This did not dissuade Harry, because being like a crazy girl was not a good thing.
Maybe I really want to go to the school hospital to see him.
The carriage moved, its wheels crunching on the dirt.
Harry began to worry about Hagrid again.
The three little ones were in a car with Ginny and Luna.
Staggering makes people's minds drift to the distance.
Crookshanks was a little restless and jumped onto Luna's lap on the other side.
Its paws pointed at Luna's pocket, trying to find something.
"Crookshanks." Hermione hurriedly hugged Crookshanks back.
Looking down, she saw Luna's shoes and said apologetically, "Crookshanks is a little restless, your shoes?"
Luna didn't pay much attention. She looked down at her shoes and said in a hollow voice, as if she was singing, "The shoes John gave me have never played hide-and-seek again."
Luna's words were always confusing, and Hermione heard that they were from John.
Harry and Ron also noticed that the shoes were different from the others.
"Cool." Ron said subconsciously when he saw the cool pattern.
"It looks good," Luna said, "and it doesn't hide."
"You can hide without shoes." Hermione retorted. Crookshanks was still a little restless, so Hermione had to hold on harder.
"It's okay," Luna said in a trance, "It's just looking for the Snorlax."
"Horned Snorlax?" Harry approached Hermione, wanting her to give an answer.
But Miss Know-It-All didn’t know what it was this time, and she shook her head repeatedly.
"puff."
There was a sound like someone farting, and several people in the car subconsciously covered their noses, except Luna.
She looked accustomed to it, and there was a little guy on the plug necklace she was wearing.
Crookshanks made a warning sound, and the three little ones were attracted to it.
"This is this?" Hermione bet that she could not find anyone similar to this guy after searching through the memories in her mind.
The scimitar-horned snore grabbed Luna's necklace and burrowed behind her hair.
Being watched by so many people, it became nervous and made the same fart sound again.
The Bent-Horned Snorlax disappeared in full view of everyone.
"Harry, your shoulder." Harry was looking for it when he heard Ginny's reminder.
He looked sideways and saw that the Bent-Horned Snorlax was grabbing his robe with two claws.
"It likes you." As soon as Luna finished speaking, she saw the Snorlax moved again and landed on Hermione's shoulder, "I was wrong, it doesn't like you."
The appearance of the Bent-Horned Snorlax made the carriage feel more like a research conference.
Luna held it in both hands, and the Horned Snorlax appeared in Luna's hands with a popping sound.
"What is this?" Ginny asked her best friend.
"The Horned Snorlax," Luna said in a daze with her eyes narrowed, "It's very timid." 33
Ron stretched out his hand to touch it, and the Horned Snorlax immediately looked like it was about to fight, its two horns glowing with cold light.
Ron was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand and said, "It's not good at all."
Harry tried to touch it, and saw the Snorlax's body trembling slightly.
"puff."
The Curved-Horned Snorlax disappeared. Harry looked around but didn't see it in the carriage.
...
"John?"
Daphne blinked and looked at the little guy emerging from John's shoulder.
John smiled and reached out to touch the Snorlax's head.
"The little guy is quite accurate."
The Bent-Horned Snorlax jumped into John's small bag and came out after a while holding the dragon fruit with its head.
Malfoy leaned forward, aimed his finger at the Snorlax's head, and flicked it.
The Bent-Horned Snorlax rolled around a few times and mooed at Malfoy in anger.
Malfoy smiled very evilly and looked very much in need of a beating.
John was speechless. This guy would probably be able to defend his rank on the Hogwarts hate list this semester.
The carriage came to a stop in front of the oak door, and the Snorlax sat on Malfoy's head and refused to get down.
To Malfoy's surprise, he had just had a haircut with a middle parting.
Ouch, what are you doing——
Fortunately, the Crescent-Horned Snorlax didn't stay long, and after a fart sound, the Crescent-Horned Snorlax disappeared.
"It's gone?"
Malfoy carefully touched his head. The remaining dragon juice made him look unhappy.
"Go to its owner." John snapped his fingers, and the dirt in Malfoy's hair was blown away by the wind.
Walk through the foyer into the auditorium.
The auditorium was filled with academic tables, the dome was a dark sky, and candles floated above the tables.
John looked up at the staff chair. Hagrid was away because of something, and the oversized chair had been put away and replaced with a normal one.
The sexy girl with tall red lips, wearing a linen trench coat and wavy hair, subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette, but finally held back.
Ozzie Heard.
In another position, the short aunt in pink clothes, Dolores Umbridge.
She sat next to Dumbledore and talked with Dumbledore, with a sense of superiority and pride in her expression.
Although he was suspended from his duties, Dumbledore would not be absent from banquets such as the beginning of school.
Dumbledore smiled and talked to Umbridge, seemingly not caring that he was being ignored.
From afar, John made eye contact with the old man.
For just a moment, John looked away.
Sitting at the long Slytherin table, Daphne sat to John's right.
The room to his left was empty and no one was sitting down.
Malfoy looked at that location, his eyes darkening.
Daphne too, they didn't say anything.
As students entered the room, the table became crowded.
Bloody Barrow floated over and said in a deep voice, "I've heard it all. If he is in Hogwarts, he must be a Slytherin."
"Thank you." John whispered back.
Bloody Barro nodded and floated to the other side.
After a while, everyone was basically here.
In the past, Harry, who was in need, was not late for the sorting ceremony.
The woman who had taken Hagrid's place at Hogsmeade Station came in. She walked straight to the seat that originally belonged to Hagrid and sat down.
The unlucky first-year student was led in by Professor McGonagall in shock, and the long line stopped.
Professor McGonagall brought out the Sorting Hat and the stool. The Sorting Hat still looked sloppy and dirty.
It seems that the Weasley twins' idea of cleaning the Sorting Hat during their time at school cannot be realized.
Under the gaze of everyone, the Sorting Hat began to sing:
"A long time ago I had a new hat,
Hogwarts had not yet been built at that time;
…
Slytherin recruits wizards like himself,
Cunning, pure blood..."
When John heard this, his eyes narrowed. The Sorting Hat seemed to want to reveal different information.
The Sorting Hat over there is still singing.
"There was a time when
The school seemed to be dying.
Countless noises, countless fights,
Former good friends turned against each other.
Then finally one morning,
The old Slytherin suddenly left.
Although the dispute had subsided by then,
He still discourages us..."
As if to warn of something, the Sorting Hat sang louder and louder.
It reminded the Slytherin students of things to focus on.
“The enemies outside the school are watching.
We must be united internally,
Otherwise everything will fall apart from within.
I have told you plainly,
I have sounded the alarm for you...
Now let's start sorting. "
After singing, John heard the sound of Malfoy's fist hitting the table.
"What does it mean? Does it imply that Slytherin has failed Hogwarts?" Malfoy said gloomily. "Or does it mean that we will split?"
Daphne also looked bad, or in other words, the students who understood the lyrics noticed something was wrong.
John glanced at the Sorting Hat, this ancient alchemical object, which seemed to be mentioning something.
Is it a warning to unite?
Voldemort's return, or is it referring to something else?
John narrowed his eyes and rubbed the ring with his fingers.
...
Some people died, but not completely...
