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The auditorium was quiet for a while before applause broke out, but the whispers of the students could not be stopped, and there were old students whispering everywhere.

Sean was also applauding, and Hermione and Daisy beside him were also sitting in the same position, with the same weird expressions on their faces.

"The Sorting Hat never seemed so weird?"

"Because the start time of school is wrong this time, plus the time disappearing accident not long ago."

"Probably, it hasn't been very peaceful recently..."

Sean could hear the low voices of other students talking at the table, and Hermione, a good student beside him, was also frowning and muttering in a low voice: "This year's digression..."

Don't think about words like "off-topic" at this time...

Sean shook his head and laughed lowly: "In previous years, even if the Sorting Hat had new songs, this was not the case. Generally speaking, the focus of the songs was still on the descriptions of the four founders and the quality and requirements of the four colleges. This time it is indeed different. .”

Daisy also interjected in a low voice: "Is the Sorting Hat warning us? This doesn't seem to be what a hat should do."

Hermione retorted: "The Sorting Hat is a part of Hogwarts, the current situation is indeed bad, and it is understandable to warn - don't forget, it comes from Godric Gryffindor, and it even comes with The magic of the other three founders.”

"He even stayed in Hogwarts, a natural place of magic for more than a thousand years." Sean added.

"The most important thing is that it is still in the principal's office." A faint voice came from the side.

Sean turned his head, and it was Ms. Helena, the ghost of Ravenclaw.

"Oh, ma'am, good evening, I haven't seen you for a long time."

A smile appeared on Helena's cold face: "Sean, thank you for that photo."

"You're welcome—by the way, ma'am, has the Sorting Hat ever created a new song like this before?" Sean asked.

Helena recalled: "I don't pay much attention to these...but I know that if Hogwarts is in danger, the Sorting Hat will indeed warn. My mother once told me that the Sorting Hat is somehow It can be regarded as a part of the consciousness of Hogwarts, this is not the magic bestowed by the four of them, but the magical characteristics evolved by the Sorting Hat itself."

The sorting hat can be regarded as a part of Hogwarts' consciousness to a certain extent... Sean rested his chin and pondered this sentence.

He didn't get much thinking time, though.

Professor McGonagall coughed lightly while holding a thick stack of parchment, and then stood beside the Sorting Hat.

The original rustling voice in the auditorium suddenly calmed down.

"Next, the sorting begins. The freshman whose name I read goes forward and puts the sorting hat on his head."

"Campbell Axton."

A black and thin little boy stumbled up and ran up, then put his hat on.

"Ravenclaw!" It didn't take long for the Sorting Hat to call out the name of the house.

Campbell Axton breathed a sigh of relief, and ran towards Ravenclaw's long table with small steps.

Sean and other students applauded enthusiastically. During the period, that Campbell Axton nodded gratefully to Sean.

The kid was so nervous when he was teleported by the Portkey before, Sean comforted him a few words.

Daisy glanced at the freshman team, and whispered: "There are so many people, much more than ours."

"To be precise, there are a total of 246 freshmen." Sean explained.

"Wow, that's nearly a hundred more than our class." Daisy exclaimed.

"According to Sean's personality, it must be counting the number of students—" Hermione said while looking around, "However, it seems that many of the freshmen are from other countries? Look at those two freshmen, they are saying English, right? But the mouth is very tight, as if the sound is contained in the mouth...Are they French?"

Sean looked over and nodded after hearing the words: "It is indeed French. Although they are not the same, they are twins."

Hermione turned her head and looked at Sean suspiciously: "What happened this year?"

Sean shrugged: "Snatched some students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang - Hogwarts is not short of places anyway."

"ha?"

At this time, in the magnificent manor in the Pyrenees, Madame Maxime with the blood of a giant was frowning in the principal's office listening to the person in front of her.

"...that's pretty much it, ma'am."

"Most of the little wizards from Muggle families were snatched away by Hogwarts..." Madam Maxime closed her eyes, like a huge statue, "I knew that I shouldn't do such small tricks in front of Dumbledore."

"Madam, should we communicate with Hogwarts?"

"Communicate what? Exchange the students from both sides? Do you treat the children as items that can be traded?" Mrs. Maxim's voice was filled with displeasure, "That's it, just pretend that no students were recruited this year. Alright...go ahead, get ready for dinner."

"Yes, ma'am."

The same situation also happened in northern Scandinavia, except that Mr. Igor Karkarov, the principal of Durmstrang, was not as calm as Mrs. Maxim.

He lost his temper in the principal's office, and asked the subordinate in front of him angrily: "How would Hogwarts know that we don't have any recruits in the local area?! Didn't the news over there say that Dumbledore has even Isn't he in school?! He is the **** of wizards and can see everything?!"

The subordinate's lips were muffled and he dared not speak.

"Durmstrang has already put down his body to recruit those Mudbloods!" Karkaroff smashed a vase forcefully, his chest heaving violently, "You tell me that this year's students are not even fifty No?!"

"Are you going to make Durmstrang a preschool?! Huh?!"

"Is there as many people in our school as there are in one grade in Hogwarts?!"

Faced with Karkaroff's anger, the subordinate had no choice but to lower his head.

He actually wanted to say that this was none of his business. Durmstrang has been in decline for a long time. Even though he recruited young wizards born in Muggle families this year, the source of students is similar to previous years...

The main reason is that Nurmengard's robbing of people is too ruthless. Even in Germany, many famous pure-blood families no longer choose Durmstrang.

Of course, he could only think about these words in his heart.

After firing a fire and driving his subordinates away, Karkaroff stared gloomily out of the dark window, his face uncertain.

"Dumbledore...you old fox..."

It never occurred to the two headmasters that the plan to steal the house didn't even come from Dumbledore.

Of course, if they knew, they might be even angrier.

…

Hogwarts Castle.

In the auditorium, the speed of the freshman queue shortened much slower than before, and it took a lot of time to wait for the freshmen to arrive today, so many students' stomachs were already rumbling.

Daisy glanced at the long classroom table for a while, and at the freshmen team for a while, then secretly lowered her head under the table, and quickly stuffed a piece of candy into her mouth.

Hermione gave Sean a blank look: "She eats too much candy! You keep bringing candy to her!"

Xiao En persuaded with a smile: "It's not a big problem, and I've waited too long tonight, so I need to replenish some energy first."

Daisy poked her head out from under the table, her cheeks bulging.

"I think Sijie too!"

"Go eat your candy." Hermione tapped her on the head.

Just when everyone was starving, the last student finally put on the sorting hat.

The Sorting Hat yelled out as soon as it touched the little girl's head.

"Gryffindor!"

The little lions erupted with much warmer applause and cheers than before, and even students from other colleges applauded.

The little girl named Fremea Zilmer was almost frightened, and was finally brought to the long table of Gryffindor by Fred and George.

Then, everyone immediately looked helplessly at Dumbledore who had been smiling and watching all this.

Dumbledore did not disappoint everyone, he stood up and said with a hearty smile: "Welcome, welcome to this extraordinarily large freshmen team, but more words should be left behind, let's enjoy the food first!"

The loudest applause of the night resounded in the auditorium, and was immediately replaced by the sound of clashing knives, forks, cups and plates.

"There are so many dishes today." Hermione happily took a French foie gras.

"There will be as many in the future—that's good news," Sean echoed, laughing.

Since there have been no wizarding wars in the past hundred years, and no psychopathic noseless monsters killing people everywhere, the number of wizarding groups has grown considerably.

Although there is one more Nurmengard competing for students, the number of students at Hogwarts is still increasing year by year.

Although this year's freshmen arrived half a year late, there were a huge number of them, which made the whole auditorium even more lively.

The dinner, which was noisier and less appetizing than before, lasted for a long time, and the noise in the auditorium subsided a little after everyone was satiated.

Dumbledore stood up from the Headmaster's chair.

"The delicious dinner is disappearing. I have to say something while your brain is completely robbed of energy by your stomach. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will forget it when you get up tomorrow."

There was a burst of laughter in the auditorium.

"Although I shouldn't use the adjective new semester, I still have to talk about the precautions for the new semester," Dumbledore smiled, "First-year students should know that the forbidden forest in the hunting grounds is not for students to enter—although We are currently suspending all outdoor classes, but considering the opening day, I still have to remind you, including some old students."

"There are still some dementors stationed on the border of Hogwarts," Dumbledore's voice became serious, "Although you will not have the chance to meet them under normal circumstances, I must remind you not to give This kind of emotionless creature has no chance of harming you, our prefects and male and female student chairpersons must always remind your classmates of this."

Sean saw Percy's chest rise.

"Also, Mr. Filch, our administrator, asked me, and he told me it was the four hundred and fourth time. He asked me to remind everyone not to cast spells in the corridors between classes - and there are more rules, of course. It will be posted on the bulletin board."

Dumbledore glanced around at everyone, and smiled kindly: "Let's hear some good news to change our mood—considering everyone's entertainment needs, several of our professors are teaming up to create an indoor Quidditch in the castle." Odd Field…”

Before the words were finished, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the four colleges, and many people even jumped up excitedly—such as Harry.

"Quiet please, quiet please - it must be said that the indoor Quidditch pitch is certainly not as spacious as the outdoor one, but it should be enough for a less wild Quidditch match, by the way, the cadet teams The captain can start Quidditch selection, and you should be able to use the new stadium in a short time."

"Before singing our school song, I have a sentence for everyone—the future has not yet arrived, let us travel together on the long road."

There was warm applause in the auditorium.

When the school song was over, all the students started walking towards the dormitory, it was too late, and everyone was drowsy because of the delicious food.

The crowded freshmen lined up awkwardly under the command of the prefects, and they were also tired all day.

By the time Sean returned to his dorm and sank into his soft four-poster bed, his eyelids were already twitching.

He has been maintaining a relatively tense and very busy state recently, and he is almost used to it, so he can maintain a relatively sober state all year round.

But I don't know why, although today's workload is not heavy, Sean just feels that he is extremely sleepy.

But this tiredness and sleepiness does not come from work or emotions, but more like a feeling of relaxation.

The moment his eyes were about to close, Sean remembered the last words of the Sorting Hat and Dumbledore.

The Sorting Hat said: Whether it's you, or them, or even more people

I want you all to hear...

Dumbledore said: The future has not yet come, let us travel together on the long road.

There are so many hidden meanings... Sean thought in a daze.

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Sean, who had slept deeply all night, got up refreshed ~lightnovelpub.net~ and went to the staff lounge first.

Yes, he's now a member of the Hogwarts faculty too.

Yesterday, Professor McGonagall told herself that she was going to hand over the first Transfiguration class to Sean for freshmen.

Sean couldn't do enough about this, but finally agreed.

Now that you have given it to yourself, you have to do it well. This is the most important first lesson.

While he was preparing the lesson plans, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

Then, two people opened the door and walked in.

"I'm here to work, not to fight with you, Ms. Hawke, please pay attention to your words."

"Scott, don't think that if you work with me, I will give you a good look. This is Hogwarts, not Nurmengard."

Two young men, a man and a woman, appeared in front of them.

Sean's face became weird.

How did these two enemies get together here?