The selection of the office was very rapid. Zhou Yi chose an office with a north facing south, and Professor Quill’s office at the other end. In short, the third floor of Hogwarts Castle really seems to have only one purpose, which is to do black magic. The office of the defensive course professor...have to say, apart from the threat of curse, such treatment is still quite gratifying?

　　

　　 Hogwarts is really big after all.

　　

　　 "Then make it here." Zhou Yi waved his hand, and some objects and decorations appeared out of thin air to dress up his office.

　　

"Apparation is prohibited in the school. After that, I will tell Minerva to let her connect the fireplace in your office to the Floo network." Dumbledore said, "Okay, let's go to the auditorium. Well, I think the students should be arriving soon."

　　

　　 The auditorium is very spacious. It can be said that there are more than 300 people sitting down. Of course, there are only two hundred and seventy people now, because the forty students who are about to enter the first grade have not yet arrived.

　　

The arrival of Zhou Yi and Dumbledore attracted the attention of many people. Dumbledore arranged for Zhou Yi to sit down at the long table for faculty and staff in the front of the auditorium, and then came to his own exclusive position, the central place: "Introduction to everyone Now, this year, our Defence Against the Dark Arts course has two professors, one is Professor Quirrell, I believe everyone already knows."

　　

"Very, very glad, see, meet everyone." Professor Quirrell stammered, he still wrapped his thick turban, I don’t know if it’s because of the smell of garlic that has been floating around him. Anyway, the left and right seats next to him are vacant.

　　

　　 "There is another one from faraway China, Zhou Yi, Professor Zhou." Dumbledore said with a smile.

　　

　　 "Hello everyone." Zhou Yi looked around and nodded with a smile.

　　

　　 "We only met not long ago," Professor Fei Liwei greeted Zhou Yi enthusiastically, "Please sit here, Professor Zhou."

　　

　　 "Then I would be disrespectful," Zhou Yi nodded, sat down, and chatted with Fei Liwei. Sprout also joined the conversation.

　　

　　 There were waves of discussions among the students below, a super handsome Defence Against the Dark Arts course professor from China! Obviously, they paid much more attention to Zhou Yi than Quiro, who stammered, dressed strangely, and exuded a strange smell.

　　

　　 "Where is Professor McGonagall?" During the chat, Zhou Yi looked around, and after greeted the professors in a circle, he curiously asked Professor Feiwei next to him.

　　

"Professor McGonagall should be there to welcome the freshmen in the first grade. They can't come here directly. After all, there will be a sorting ceremony later," Professor Fei Liwei said with a smile, "You know, that about the sorting ceremony. The legend...everyone is tacitly defending this legend."

　　

　　 "Ah, I understand, it's a pity to say that, I have only heard of it, and haven't really tried it yet." Zhou Yi said.

　　

　　 "Ah, I remember," Fei Liwei asked curiously, "I heard that you are from China. Are there too many magic schools there?"

　　

　　 "Well, I don't know too much, because I taught myself," Zhou Yi shrugged, "but our education method is really very different from Hogwarts and other wizarding schools."

　　

　　 "A big difference?" Fei Liwei came to be interested.

　　

"This, it's more complicated to talk about. I think it's better to wait until later and use facts to speak. It just so happens. I also want to see what role the Chinese education method can play at Hogwarts." Zhou Yi did not. To put it bluntly, it was sold off, but what he said was really the truth.

　　

　　 "Although I don't know what it is, I am really curious now," Fei Liwei still smiled.

　　

While the two were chatting, a small door on the side opened. Professor McGonagall, who looked far more serious than usual, hurriedly walked out of it and came to Dumbledore: "Albus, the students are ready. …But there was a little problem."

　　

　　 "Small problem?" Dumbledore was taken aback.

　　

"A student just fractured another student." Professor McGonagall glanced at Zhou Yi when he said this. "I just learned about this incident...have been cured, but because this incident happened officially It hasn’t happened before the sorting, so what are we going to do with it?”

　　

　　 "Do students at this age already master such powerful magic?" Dumbledore showed interest.

　　

　　 Zhou Yi suddenly had an ominous premonition because of Professor McGonagall’s glance.

　　

　　 I joked before that if Harry beat someone who was in a grade, wouldn’t he start acting now? This is not sorted yet!

　　

"It's not magic, but...fist." Professor McGonagall glanced at Zhou Yi again, "and actually one hit three. Two of the three suffered minor injuries, and the most serious was a fracture. "

　　

"Okay... okay." Dumbledore finally noticed Professor McGonagall's eye movements, and looked in the direction. After finding that it was Zhou Yi, he immediately understood who the protagonist of the matter was. Twitched, "I think I know, um...what is the cause of the matter? Have the children been cured?"

　　

　　 "It has been cured. The cause is that the three students verbally attacked that student, so that student couldn't help it." Professor McGonagall said with an ear.

　　

"Since this is the case, both sides are at fault. According to the normal deduction system, one person deducts 10 points and writes a review book," Dumbledore quickly made a decision. "It can be announced after they are divided. It's better to have the sorting ceremony first."

　　

　　 "Okay, I understand." Professor McGonagall nodded, sternly face, wherever he walked, the students of other grades automatically shut up and silenced, as if they had their own silent domain.

　　

　　 "Hehe..." Seeing Dumbledore's eyes through, Zhou Yi could only smile.

　　

　　 Although there is not much deviation from what was expected, it is coming too soon!

　　

　　...

　　

　　 Harry is a little panicked now.

　　

While on the train, Harry met Malfoy again... The difference is that Malfoy brought two students instead of his dad, and Harry didn’t have Zhou Yi by his side, only the two he had just met. Friends.

　　

　　 Malfoy hadn't planned to find Harry, but it was so coincidental that he ran into him, thinking of his father's angry but helpless temper at him during the vacation, Malfoy was very indignant.

　　

If you can't beat it, what's the matter of venting your anger on me? And isn't it always said that you can use force to solve all problems, isn't it a member of the Hogwarts Board of Trustees? Why can't I target Zhou Yi and Harry Potter?

　　

So, on the train, he met Harry again, and Malfoy immediately turned on the mockery mode, wanting to provoke Harry to do something. In his opinion, there is no Zhou Yi next to Harry this time, and there is In this wave, he first angered Harry and asked him to do it first, and then beat Harry back in the name of "self-defense" on his own side, taking advantage and taking the name again. It was simply The perfect plan to kill two birds with one stone!

　　

　　 So, his plan was successful at first. He successfully angered Harry and successfully made Harry kick his fist... The problem was that there was a problem later, and he couldn't beat it.

　　

　　 The abacus just got a head and it collapsed. How could it be a loss if I didn’t beat it!

　　

Malfoy is still in the freshman group, far away from Harry's position, until now he can still feel the faint pain in his ribs... A teacher on the train cast a healing spell on him, but to be honest with him I feel that the teacher’s ability doesn’t seem to get home very much...

　　

"Damn, why is he so strong? It shouldn't be, he obviously looks so thin! Also, aren't everyone all mages? Why do they have their fists? Shouldn't they use a magic wand?" Malfoy exclaimed. Thinking about it.

　　

　　 "Oops, I didn't control my beating just now..." Harry's eyes floated a little. After more than a month of exercise, he couldn't figure out his physical fitness. At this time, his heart was full of question marks.

　　

"It should be that their physical fitness is too rubbish... It shouldn't be my problem... To be reasonable, it was they who insulted and mocked me first. It is normal for me to fight back in self-defense... Zhou Yi won't scold me... Maybe not. , He seems to have said before that he is expecting me to play the next grade... Will Hogwarts not enroll me..."

　　

By Harry’s side, Ron and Hermione, who had just met, didn’t seem to know what was the spiritual shock they had received. They also didn’t say a word. They were naturally witnesses of that “battle”-when they were about to help. , I saw Harry knocking the three people to the ground with one punch.

　　

"I was patronizing food at the time, so I should have helped early, at least this way I can brag with Feiland and others... After all, he is Harry Potter," the freckled, big-handed, long-nosed Luo En Xin thought, "Also, Harry Potter is amazing! He is indeed a legendary character!"

　　

"I should have thought about what spells to use early...what spells should I use...why didn't Harry use a wand, wouldn't wizard fights be like ordinary people?" Hermione with such thick hair and a pair of big big teeth I thought, "But you have to use the spell, after all, I have already memorized all the spells in the book..."

　　

　　 Of course, what they are most nervous about at this time is the so-called "sorting ceremony", what exactly is it, and is it going to be tested?

　　

"It is impossible to release any curse," Harry thought, persuading himself in his heart, "If that were the case, Zhou would not stop telling me... which college I will be assigned to... anyway Don't just be Slytherin."

　　

Just as the atmosphere caused by their wild thoughts became more and more quiet and solemn (the tension and anticipation for the upcoming sorting ceremony), a voice sounded: "Now, in a single line, follow me, the sorting ceremony is about to begin. "

　　

　　Professor McGonagall came back. She sullen her face and glanced across the crowd. Harry shrank her head. He knew that a quarter of that sullen face should be his own "credit".

　　

　　 "You must never get a broken bone next time, you have to lighten it..." Harry thought, and then put his mind on the upcoming sorting ceremony.

　　

　　 They walked out of the small room, walked through the hall, and then passed through a double door into the luxurious auditorium.

　　

Yes, luxurious. Harry thought of this adjective, probably because the decoration of Gringotts doesn’t seem to be as good as here—the students of other grades in the college have already sat around four long tables with thousands of them above the table. Candles floating in the air illuminate the auditorium transparently, and there are sparkling gold plates and wine glasses on the tabletop, which looks like a high-end party.

　　

"Will those be pure gold?" Harry couldn't help thinking. Soon, he saw Zhou Yi. To be honest, it was hard for him to see where Zhou Yi was at a glance. It was also easy to recognize at a glance, not to mention that Zhou Yi was still sitting at a long table that looked like the teacher was sitting.

　　

Fortunately, Zhou Yi did not show any stern expression or blame. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and looked like "I told you, you would do it." At this moment, Harry was a little bit suspicious that Zhou Yi was Isn't there any magic such as prophecy or divination, or how does it feel as if Zhou Yi knows what will happen every time?

　　

Then, under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, they stood in a row facing the senior students with their backs to the teacher. Everyone was watching them. It seemed a bit embarrassing, especially Harry, he heard Many small voices-look, that's the famous Harry Potter.

　　

　　 "Yes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, the famous Harry Potter fractured a student before school started on the first day... Maybe he couldn't get into school." Harry couldn't help thinking.

　　

Until Professor McGonagall placed a stool in front of them and put on a top wizard hat. The hat looked very old and dirty, with patches on it. Everyone's eyes focused on it. , The auditorium became quiet, so Harry stared at him, what is the hat for?

　　

Soon, he knew, because the hat sang a long song with a weird lyrical meaning and a weird accent, "If I find a hat more beautiful than me, I will eat myself." "I am Noble sorting hat, you can clearly see any ideas you have." I also talked about the four colleges, Gryffindor's bravery, courage, courage, and chivalry; Hufflepuff's integrity, loyalty, perseverance and honesty; Ravenclaw He was wise and knowledgeable, as well as Slytherin's insidious cunning...Well, then Harry didn't want to enter Slytherin even more.

　　

　　 "I feel that the Sorting Hat seems to have a prejudice against Slytherin." Zhou Yi asked Fei Liwei beside him in a low voice.

　　

"Oh, there is no way. Almost all bad guys and mysterious people come from Slytherin." Fei Liwei shook his head, "Also, I heard that the founder of Slytherin was right The Sorting Hat’s attitude is not friendly..."

　　

　　 "Whoever I call by name now puts on a hat, sits on a stool, and waits for the sorting," said Professor McGonagall, "Hannah Abbot!"

　　

　　Ps: High EQ: I found inspiration for a day today