Harry was about to turn his grief and indignation into appetite when a white ghost head popped out of the plate in front of him. The ghost was still talking slowly, "I died a horrible death..."
"Was it as horrible as me?!" Harry angrily stabbed the pudding in the plate with his fork, startling the ghost.
The foreign students were startled at first, but they were amused by Harry.
At the other four tables, many freshmen were frightened by the ghosts. Harry only saw Hermione Granger, who was sitting at Gryffindor's table, calmly explaining something to the people around her.
Harry also explained to the foreign students, "These are the ghosts of Hogwarts. They come out to play every year when the school is divided."
The foreign students expressed their interest. Some even urged the Martian girl and the Phoenix girl to try brainwashing a ghost, but the two girls gave them the same indifferent look.
The commotion of the ghosts soon passed, and all the food on the table went into the students' stomachs. Soon after Harry put down the cutlery, all the food on the table disappeared, leaving only the clean cutlery.
Professor Dumbledore stood up again, and the students who had filled their stomachs waited quietly for the old principal to speak.
"Now that everyone is full and drunk, I'll finally say a few things to pay attention to in the new semester. These are things that the students of Hogwarts and the foreign students must pay attention to. First of all, students are not allowed to enter the woods on campus. Also, the administrator, Mr. Filch, asked me to remind everyone not to use magic in the corridor between classes. In addition, the assessment of the Quidditch players will be carried out in the second week of the semester. Students who are willing to represent the school in the competition, please contact Mrs. Quidditch. Of course, students from other schools can also participate in the Quidditch practice, but for the sake of fairness, I'm afraid you can't participate in the competition. "
The students from other schools were very puzzled. They looked at Harry in confusion and asked, "What's Quidditch?"
"Umm, a game in the wizarding world …" Harry did not know much about Quidditch either.
"Alright, before we go to bed, let's sing the school song!" Dumbledore announced loudly. Harry noticed that the smiles of the other teachers seemed to have frozen.
Dumbledore happily changed out the lyrics and said, "Everyone can just sing the tune that they like."
Harry wanted to sing the national anthem again, but the people around him just looked at the wriggling golden words curiously. So, he just hummed along with the Hogwarts students and teachers, "… teach us some valuable knowledge, and return to us what we have forgotten …"
Everyone finished singing the school song in a disorderly manner. Only the Weasley twins continued to sing the slow melody of the "Funeral March." Dumbledore directed the last few bars for them with his wand. Then, he wiped his tears and said, "Music is more charming than anything we do here. Alright, it's bedtime now. Hogwarts children, go back to your dorms. As for friends from other schools, please stay for a while. "
As if finally seeing Harry's hopeful eyes, Dumbledore added, "Uh, Harry, stay for a while too."
So, Harry and the students from the two schools followed the professors to the principal's office. After some pleasantries, the professors began to discuss the students' accommodation.
Dumbledore explained, "Hogwarts has not accepted such a large number of students in the past thousand years, so there are no special dorms for them. So, our current idea is that the students from each school will choose a dorm to live in."
As he spoke, Professor Mcgonagall and Mrs. Lovegood spread out the school's floor plan and introduced the school's dorms to the people in charge of the two schools.
The Martian Manhunter and Red Tornado from DC Academy did not seem to have any objections. The students looked at each other and did not express any opinions. But the man in the purple helmet, who had been pushing Professor X's wheelchair behind him, suddenly said, "Why don't we just build an international dorm?"
"Erik!" Professor X whispered, then smiled at Dumbledore and said, "Since we are here to improve communication, there is no need to specially arrange a dorm. But, Erik and I think that for the three of us to communicate better, we can build a separate activity room."
The Martian Manhunter nodded. "Indeed, we also hope to learn from Marvel Academy."
"That's a good idea." Mrs. Lovegood suddenly interrupted. "This activity room can be used by all three of us. Abusi, I have long wanted to have a place to rehearse my play."
Below, Colo was standing with Harry and asked in a low voice, "Your school is so big. Didn't it have an activity room before?"
Harry was not too sure. He only knew that each school had its own lounge.
"In that case..." Dumbledore finally decided. "Then let's build an activity room."
Mrs. Lovegood said again, "Let's just build an apartment. The lower few floors will be the activity room, and the upper floors will be the international students' dorm. After all, the children have different personalities. Letting them live in whichever school they are in may lead to conflicts. "
Harry heard someone whispering, "What does this lady teach?" To be honest, Harry was also a little curious. He found that Mrs. Lovegood was the youngest of the professors, but she dared to speak.
Just as Harry was observing Mrs. Lovegood, he suddenly noticed that a certain professor in black was frowning and staring at him. Harry was a little startled and then felt a little confused. What did I do to offend him?
"In that case, before the new building is built, please stay in Gryffindor Tower and Ravenclaw Tower," Dumbledore finally said.
The three parties accepted the proposal. The international students also felt more comfortable living together. Quicksilver and Pietro even raised a hand high. "We're good at building! We have Magneto! "
Magneto turned around and glared at Quicksilver. Professor X glanced at him indifferently, so he could only say, "We will do our best to help."
Super Kid Connor also stood up. "We will also help."
Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Work together, work together..."
...
Professor Mcgonagall, the dean of Gryffindor Tower, and Professor Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw Tower, took this special group of international students to rest. Some professors also said goodbye to Dumbledore. Now, only Dumbledore, Snape, and Mrs. Lovegood were left in the dean's office. Harry sat alone in front of the three people. Suddenly, a phrase appeared in his mind: a joint hearing...
Until Dumbledore smiled and took out a plate of various candies from the drawer. "Everyone must be tired. Come and have a candy..."
Snape turned his head away in disgust. Mrs. Lovegood calmly refused. "No, I'm on a diet."
Dumbledore looked at Harry. Harry directly took out a handful of candies from his pocket and said innocently, "I have my own."
Dumbledore peeled a candy and stuffed it into his mouth. He picked up the sorting hat on the table and said with a smile, "Harry, you're the first student to make the old hat go on strike."
Snape snorted and added, "The first wizard who can't buy a magic wand. Harry Potter is really famous."
"I didn't do it on purpose..."
"I know Harry Potter can get people's attention easily." Snape ignored Harry's sad little eyes.
"Ahem..." Dumbledore knocked on the table. "Kamia, what do you think?"
Kamia Lovegood glanced at Harry and shrugged. "Let's not talk about the sorting for now. Harry doesn't have a magic wand. How is he going to teach? Is he going to learn wandless magic directly? "
"That's a big problem..." Dumbledore's tone was as if he was saying, "Why didn't you add salt to dinner tonight?" He thought for a moment and said to Harry, "Harry, do you really not feel anything for a magic wand?"
Harry said in fear and trepidation, "Headmaster, feeling is not something you can force."
"Ah, indeed... there's no other way..." Dumbledore frowned. "Take out that 'thing'."
Harry sat up slightly and looked at Snape's hand expectantly. Snape asked coldly, "You really want that?"
"Yes, yes!"
"Here!" Snape spread out his hand.
Harry saw a rough hand that was yellowed from years of exposure to potions, and a small stick about ten centimeters long in the palm. "This is...?"
Snape curled his lips maliciously and chanted an incantation. "Grow quickly."
The stick shook and stretched a little, turning into a thicker stick of about 15 centimeters.
Harry continued to wait, but the stick stopped moving.
"Take it," Snape said. "This will be your magic wand." He paused and added, "It's made of willow wood and has no core."
"This is... different from what I saw in Ollivander's shop?" Harry asked cautiously, holding the stick.
"Of course it's different." Kamia Lovegood added, "Because this is a baby's magic wand. Some young wizards from wizard families will use this to link up with some simple magic before the age of eleven."
Dumbledore stroked his beard. "Haha, Mr. Ollivander is also continuing to make magic wands. We have to believe that one day he will be able to make a magic wand suitable for Harry."
Harry smiled bitterly. If Mr. Ollivander was not so awesome, it was very likely that sixty years later, his beard would be white, his eyes would be blurred, his back would be hunched, and he would still be holding this baby's magic wand in his hand...
"Professor, the problem with the magic wand..." Harry waved the stick in his hand. "If it's solved like this, then what about my school? Which school should I attend? "
"About this, we have already discussed it." Dumbledore optimistically handed a stack of documents to Harry. "This is the curriculum schedule for the four schools. You can choose the professor you like, but at the end of the school year, you have to complete all the first-year courses."
"Wow, thank you, Professor! Is this the information you have prepared for the international students? "Harry held the stack of kraft paper with tears in his eyes.
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