Chapter 16 Recasting the glory of Hufflepuff is my duty!
After Luo Fu's sorting was over, everyone applauded from the bottom of their hearts and from the bottom of their hearts.
It’s finally over. If it’s really until midnight, can we still have a good meal?
Many people stood up and wanted to see what this little wizard who made the Sorting Hat so embarrassed looked like.
After reading it, there was another familiar sigh, but unlike Shirley's time, most of them were witches this time.
Lavender Brown of Gryffindor, she stretched her neck hard and saw Rolf walking towards the Hufflepuff table, and what greeted him was the equally handsome prefect Cedric Diggory...
Lavender Brown pulled her hair and said in great pain: "If I had known, I would have gone to Hufflepuff! All the handsome guys in Hogwarts are in Hufflepuff!!"
The wizards and witches at the Gryffindor table all looked at Lavender speechlessly, and then at Ron. You two are so perfect... what a perfect match!
The Hufflepuff badgers cheered, and even Sprout, who was at the guest of honor seat, breathed a sigh of relief.
Hufflepuff cannot live without Scamander, just like the West cannot live without Jerusalem!
After Rove, the efficiency of the Sorting Hat suddenly increased, and it could complete the sorting of a student in almost three seconds.
With the last student, Blaise Sabine, being sorted into Slytherin, the entire sorting ceremony ended.
Gryffindor got the Boy-Who-Lived; Ravenclaw got the Supreme Flower; Hufflepuff got Scamander... Regardless of whether it is a big win or a small win, everyone has a bright future.
Only Slytherin feels like he's lost, as if he hasn't found any useful new students.
You mean Malfoy?
The guy who revealed his special sexual orientation on the first day?
Just don’t mention it.
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, who was sitting at the guest table of honor, stood up. He was wearing a moon-white robe, with a large red gold woven weft, and unicorn fluff embroidered with a phoenix pattern... The gold and green complemented each other brilliantly.
, twice as gorgeous.
Dumbledore still wore semi-circular glasses, his nose was sharply hooked, his hair and beard had turned silver, and his old face bore traces of the passing years.
The old man looked around, looked at the students with a smile on his face, and stretched out his arms to everyone:
"Welcome! Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I just want to say one thing, that is:
Idiot! Cry! Residue! Screw it!
thank you all!!"
He sat down again, and the students looked at each other, roaring in their hearts:
What are you talking about? Why do you understand every word but can't understand them all together?
The little wizards looked at each other's reactions. Some were nodding their heads, as if they were savoring the principal's words... Could it be that he understood?
So, in order not to show that they were too stupid, many people began to nod along and then clapped wildly, as if they really understood.
At the guest of honor seat, the professors also applauded. Professor Quirrell, who had a scarf wrapped around his head, was particularly hardworking as the newly appointed Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
He seemed worried that if he didn't give the principal face, he would be expelled tomorrow for walking into the auditorium with his left foot first.
Professor Snape did not applaud, but instead had a sullen expression on his face.
It is impossible to lose the election for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position for the tenth time without any resentment.
Snape touched his greasy hair, which had not been washed since the summer vacation, and glanced at Quirrell with some disdain.
He has never competed with a guy who doesn't care about hygiene, smells all over his body, and has a habit of shaking his hands when he sees everyone!
As the applause ended, countless foods suddenly appeared on the table: roast beef, roast chicken, roast pork chops, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, fried potatoes, braised potatoes, curry potatoes, fried potatoes...
Although the food is plentiful, the British really have a honeyed love for potatoes, and even wizards are no exception to this.
After riding the train for a day and experiencing the "extended version" of the sorting ceremony, the students were already hungry and now they were all feasting.
Rolf was sandwiched between Hannah and Neville. He wanted to switch places with Neville, but the other party refused.
You are so shy and still want to drive a warship?!
Compared to Neville's shyness, Hannah was much more generous. She had a chicken leg in her left hand and a duck neck in her right hand. Her mouth was full of oil and she said excitedly:
"Hello, my name is Hannah Abbott!"
"Hello." Rolf took a sip of hot milk to warm his stomach, glanced at her two cute braids, and said with a smile, "My name is Rolf Scamander."
"I know you... I saw you catch that spider on the train. It was so awesome!" Hannah rolled up another piece of cheese and ate it with big mouthfuls. She laughed and said:
"I'm short and couldn't squeeze into the crowd, so I didn't see the big spider clearly. Rolf, can you let me take a look at it when you have time?"
As a good brother, Rolf certainly couldn't just talk to himself. He pointed at Neville and said:
"Okay, but that spider is being raised by Neville for the time being. If you want to take a look, you can go find him, right... Neville?!"
But got no answer.
Rolf turned to look, and saw that Neville was looking at Hannah in a daze. The young man reached out and poked him. Only then did Neville come back to his senses and said in a daze: "The potatoes are quite delicious."
Luo Fu took a deep breath, feeling tired and unable to move.
Hannah glanced at the dumbfounded Neville, thinking that he was frightened by her eating appearance. The girl's face turned red, and she quickly wiped the butter from the corner of her mouth, pretending to be shy, and said "weakly":
"People are actually quite afraid of spiders, and what about cockroaches and toads..."
"Really?" Susan Bones on the side laughed: "How do I remember that you crushed several cockroaches to death with your bare hands on the train, and you also said that fried toads are the most delicious..."
"..."
Neville's face was full of shock. He hid aside and ate Hocklapp's freeze-dried toad Leif, and even shivered... He objected to this marriage!
Hannah, who had two braids pointing upwards, felt that the good image she had created was completely ruined. She stretched out her hand to twist Susan's ears and said angrily:
"If you keep talking nonsense..."
Susan held Hannah's two braids with her backhand, she lifted them up slightly and shouted:
"You'll do it after you hit me!"
The two have known each other for a long time, but they are obviously plastic sisters.
Justin Finch-Fletchley is introducing his family situation: "I was originally going to go to Eton College, but I came to Hogwarts and I was really happy. Of course, my mother was a little disappointed..."
Justin was not the only one who said he almost went to Eton. Now, at the Hufflepuff table alone, Rove found five or six... Eton per capita, right?
The number of students Eton loses every year is almost the same as that of Lafite in 1982. The number is an unsolved mystery!
Ernie Macmillan, sitting opposite, seemed very surprised that he did not go to Slytherin. He complained:
"Our family has been a pure-blood wizard for nine generations, and my bloodline is purer than anyone else's."
McMillan showed everyone his Babel pattern, trying to prove that his bloodline was really pure.
"How's that friend of yours?"
A ghost floated over. He was a fat, fat man wearing a yarmulke and traditional Catholic clothing.
Christians at Hogwarts?
"Are you talking about Hermione?" Rolf looked at the fat ghost carefully with interest and said softly: "She is fine, don't worry."
"That's good, I just said don't let Nick scare people around." The fat ghost laughed, his eyes narrowed to a slit, he seemed to know what Rolf was thinking, and explained softly:
"I am a student of Hufflepuff. After graduation, I became a monk in the church. Everyone calls me Fat Friar, but I still hope you call me Cardinal."
"Okay, fat monk."
The appearance of the fat monk attracted the attention of many young wizards. This was a Catholic who actually appeared in Hogwarts, a place full of wizards.
It’s like a postgraduate entrance exam high-mathematics video appeared in Asia, and the click-through rate is quite high. It’s really out of date...it’s simply heresy!
The fat monk didn't care either. He turned to look at the newcomers and said in a gentle voice:
"New Hufflepuff students, I hope you can work hard to help the house win the House Cup this school year, okay?
Hufflepuff has not won the House Cup for sixteen years, which was impossible in my time!"
The ghosts of the college had said this, so of course everyone had to express their opinions. The prefect raised his juice, and all the Hufflepuff students also raised their glasses, and everyone shouted together:
"It is our duty to restore the glory of Hufflepuff!"
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(Thanks to "Fengling Fifteen" and "Lu Yifang" for the reward.)
