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Chapter 22

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A line of nervous little wizards followed Professor Mag into the hall.

It was a marvelous, magnificent, and splendid place. The students from the other classes were already sitting around the four long tables. Thousands of candles floating in the air above the tables lit up the dining hall. Glittering gold plates and goblets were placed on the four tables. At the head of the dining hall was another long table. That was where the teachers were seated.

The most amazing and magical thing was the roof. The velvet-like dark ceiling was twinkling with starlight, which looked exactly like the quiet night sky.

Professor Mag gently put a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students, and then put a pointy wizard's hat on the stool. The hat was patched, worn, and very dirty. Suddenly, the hat began to sing a ballad. All the new students were stunned.

Mrs. Mag held a roll of parchment. Every time she called a name, the corresponding child would sit on a four-legged stool. The hat would call out the school they were assigned to, either quickly or slowly. The long tables in the auditorium burst into applause.

Ron was assigned to Gryffindor. His brothers were very happy and applauded wildly. Flaig was also assigned to Gryffindor, which didn't surprise Allen. Flaig might not be smart enough, but he never lacked courage and justice. Malfoy was assigned to Slytherin. He looked very satisfied. Until — Harry!

Whispers and heads were everywhere in the auditorium. They all wanted to see Harry Potter, who was said to have defeated the mysterious man. Harry looked very nervous. He sat on the stool with his eyes closed, his hands clasped tightly to the edge of the stool, and his mouth kept murmuring. He stayed on the stool for a long time, and then the hat called out — Gryffindor. The cheers from the Gryffindor table rang through the auditorium. They all fought to shake hands with Harry, and felt proud of it.

"Allen Harris." It was Allen's turn last. Don't tell me they're sorted by size! Allen calmly walked towards the four-cornered stool. He was confident that he could deceive the self-proclaimed thinking hat.

When the dirty hat was placed on Allen's soft golden hair, Allen adjusted the hat a little uncomfortably, trying his best not to let the hat touch the skin on his face.

"Yes, you're very talented. I can feel the magic power gushing out. This is very rare for a little wizard of your age. You're very calm and not impetuous. You're not in a hurry to find out which academy you'll be assigned to, nor are you in a hurry to express your opinion. You're not keen on controlling power. Which academy should I assign you to? "

"Hey, you're passionate about the accumulation of knowledge and the pursuit of wisdom. You desire to explore the unknown world and wander in the sea of knowledge. Then you should be assigned to — "

"Ravenclaw!"

Polite applause rang out in the auditorium. When Allen walked towards the long table that belonged to his academy, he felt relieved that he had successfully deceived the sorting hat.

Allen looked at the long table next to him. Harry and Flag were looking at him regretfully. Allen felt a little touched. People were always sad when they were separated, but when they were reunited, they would be especially happy. If they stayed together for a long time, it would be easy to stumble and have conflicts. This was the beauty of distance.

"You know Harry Potter over there?" A lazy voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Yes." Allen didn't explain much. He withdrew his gaze from Harry and the others and turned to look.

The owner of the voice was a young man with brown hair, fair skin, and a few naughty freckles on both sides of his cheeks. There were heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"Did you not sleep well last night?" It was indeed strange for such heavy dark circles to appear on an energetic young man. Allen couldn't help but ask.

"Yes. Although I know that I'm a wizard, I'm more interested in Muggle science. I forgot to rest last night when I was researching nuclear reactors. "The young man said lazily.

"Nuclear reactors?" Allen couldn't believe his ears. An 11-year-old wizard was talking about nuclear reactors!

"Yes. In fact, I've already successfully built a nuclear reactor in the classroom." The young man's brown eyes were full of exhaustion, but also sincerity.

"My name is Allen Harris. Nice to meet you." Allen felt that it was necessary to get to know this genius young man. He was simply a genius!

"My name is Edward, Edward Fox." Edward looked like he needed a bed very much. His voice was drifting.

At this moment, Abusi Dumbledore stood up. He looked at the students with a smile on his face and opened his arms to them. It seemed that nothing made him happier than seeing students gathered together. "Welcome!" He said. "Welcome to Hogwarts to start a new school year! Before the banquet begins, I'd like to say a few words. That is: Idiot! Cry! Trash! Screw! "Thank you, everyone!" He sat down again. Everyone applauded and cheered. Unlike other academies, Ravenclaw's students seemed to understand. Allen couldn't help but sigh. Although there weren't many people who could enter this academy, it seemed that they were all knowledgeable and knowledgeable!

At this moment, Allen noticed that Edward's eyes suddenly widened. It turned out that the long table in front of them was filled with delicious food. Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steak, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea sprouts, carrots, gravy, ketchup, and for some strange reason, mint candies.

The large amount of food livened up the atmosphere. Everyone toasted each other happily. Perhaps the relaxation after a nervous moment increased one's appetite. Allen ate far more than his usual appetite. Finally, the pudding disappeared, and Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The dining hall also returned to silence. "Oh, now that everyone is full and drunk, I'd like to say a few words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I'd like to raise a few points of attention … "

Finally, everyone finished singing the school song and left the auditorium one by one.

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