Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The hat stopped moving and applause rang four times, but there was whispering in between.

The classmates were talking to the people sitting next to them, and the whole auditorium was buzzing, and Ivan knew exactly what they were talking about.

What didn't surprise him was that the cap was exactly what he thought, or that the four founders themselves were worried about it.

Is it true that artificial categorization of freshmen affects their destiny for the rest of their lives?

Ivan thinks it's a good idea to ask the four founding fathers themselves, but if he can get the time-transfer Titan said, he'll definitely go back a thousand years with Royna? Ms. Ravenclaw will see you again and he will have to get the keys to the secret treasure from the other side.

In addition, Ivan was more concerned about the extent to which she and Gryffindor had progressed in the end, and did this affair with her sister turn out to be fruitful?

As things stand, Gryffindor has no heirs, while Ravenclaw has only one daughter, Helena Ravenclaw.

Helena used her mother's last name, and no one knew who her father was.

It's possible for anyone, and while it's very likely for Gryffindor, it doesn't need to be covered up, nor should it be Ravenclaw's last name.

The Gryffindor family is a well-known family of pureblood wizards, even without the Ravenclaw family.

The matter was full of doubt, and Ivan was even wondering if Ravenclaw and some other wizard had given birth to a child, and then the other person suddenly disappeared, or died because of something, and the person's identity was particularly sensitive and inconvenient to reveal.

Gryffindor had to silently guard these mothers and daughters beside him for life...

While this possibility is minimal in terms of Ravenclaw's own status and strength, it is also difficult to say.

Ivan thought he should write this story down, and as a novel, it would definitely be popular.

Next to him, Harry, Ron, Hermione were discussing the warning just given by the cap.

“I've never seen that hat like that?” Harry said, feeling different.

“It's a little off topic this year, isn't it?” Ron raised his eyebrows and said.

“That's true! ”

Typically, the cap describes only the different qualities that Hogwarts four colleges value and its own task of categorizing students, and you don't remember when it tried to advise schools, and that never happened.

“Don't know if it has warned you before?” Hermione said the voice appeared slightly disturbed.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Nearly headless Nick, knowingly speaking, leaned past Hermione through Neville, "said the House Hat, who felt morally responsible for giving the school the proper warning, was Hogwarts' supervisor and, to some extent, represented the four founders. If it feels necessary, it alerts the school and reminds them. ”

“Oh, has this really happened in history?” He asked with great sensitivity.

“Yes, although not a lot of times, every time a precinct hat makes an early warning, the school encounters big things. I remember once eight centuries ago, when I first came to Hogwarts, the whole school was going to collapse...”

“Quiet!” His words were interrupted by Professor McGonagall before he finished them.

She was waiting for a list of freshmen in the first grade, and she was staring very hard at those who were listening to each other.

Nearly headless Nick hurriedly pressed his lips with a clear finger and sat upright.

The chatter in the auditorium stopped and everyone turned to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall frowned and swept four tables, then stared at the long parchment paper in his hand and shouted out his first name.

“Ioan Abercrombie. ”

This is a little boy with two strange big ears, the most nervous one in the crowd.

He panicked, fell and walked forward, putting his hat on his head.

Fortunately, his two incredibly big ears stuck, so the hat didn't slide over his shoulder.

The cap was considered for a moment, and the crack next to the cap opened again, announcing aloud, "Gryffindor! ”

Graffindor's classmates applauded him warmly, and when Fred and George stood up and warmly welcomed him, Yuan walked to their table and sat down, looking at his face, and he seemed to have no choice but to have a hole in the ground to let him in, and no one stared at him anymore.

“Ron, as superiors, we should let freshmen be there for us so that we can coach them.” Hermione hurried to say that she remembered this, and she stared at the alarmed child, "You too, Ivan, the student council president must be exemplary. ”

Slowly, the long cadre of new first years was shortened slightly.

Upon Hermione's insistence, Ivan and Ron had to sit down with a few freshmen who had been assigned to Gryffindor.

Next to Evan was a little girl named Kate, with golden short and bright blue eyes, cute, but so shy that she blushed as soon as she spoke.

She never seemed to think of sitting next to a big guy like the president of the student council, almost choking on excitement.

On the long table, all the other freshmen who had just been assigned to Gryffindor looked at Kate with envy.

The little girl died nervously and answered Ivan's question honestly, very cooperative...

Evan knew from the conversation that Kate was also from the Muggle family.

She knew the whole magic world and listened to Ivan introduce the school with a look of worship.

In the middle of the auditorium, Professor McGonagall kept reading out the names of the students, who this year seemed to be more numerous than in previous years, and everyone was hungry.

Finally, Ross Zeller was divided into Hufflepuffs.

Professor McGonagall walked away with his hat and stool, when Professor Dumbledore stood up.

“Welcome our freshman!” Dumbledore's voice flashed, his arms open and his mouth smiled brightly, "Welcome! Welcome back to our old life! Speaking time is plenty, but not right now, eat it painfully and happily! ”

Dumbledore sat upright at the end of the hall with a laugh of praise and a warm applause.

He threw his long beard over his shoulders, keeping them out of his plate.

Looking forward to the table, the delicious dishes suddenly descended from the sky and the five long tables were filled with large chunks of beef, pies, a plate of vegetables, bread, jam and a pot of pumpkin juice, moaning in the rain.

Ivan heard Kate lowly sigh next to him, looking incredibly at the food.

“Senior Evan, how did all this food get out?” She was surprised to say, "Is it magic? ”

“Not entirely, the food is still to be made by itself, and the elves in the kitchen make them first, then put them on the corresponding long table downstairs, and send them up with a transfer spell or other magic...” Ivan said half and suddenly stopped.

Looking at Kate's confused expression, he realized he still had to explain to her what it was like to have a little elvish at home.