Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 7 Branch
"First-year freshman, Professor McGonagall."

With the giant knocking and shouting, the door slowly opened.

A tall witch wearing an emerald green robe with black hair tied tightly to her scalp appeared in Bree's eyes. This witch's meticulous and serious look made everyone understand that she was not easy to mess with.

She stood at the door with a solemn expression and said to the giant: "Thank you, Hagrid, then leave it to me to pick you up."

Professor McGonagall waved her wand and the door opened completely.

"Follow up, kids."

Professor McGonagall's voice was clear and crisp, and the surrounding freshmen were already in a mess, chasing after McGonagall.

There was a buzz of conversation all around, and all the freshmen followed closely behind her, passing through the foyer. Torches were hung on the stone walls on both sides, which was very bright, but this was not the main hall yet. Bree and the freshmen walked along the stone slabs. When he came to an empty house, he stopped and turned around.

McGonagall stopped, extended her arms to everyone and said: "Welcome to Hogwarts, little wizards, the opening party is about to begin, but you need to wait a moment, please keep quiet."

Bree looked at Professor McGonagall and seemed to see Harry, so she paused.

Bri thought to himself: The savior's special attention.

"Before the opening banquet, you need to be sorted into colleges. This is very important, because it means that you will have classes with students from your own college during school. In the same dormitory, there is a common room belonging to your college. You You can spend your free time in the lounge or go to the library.”

"The names of these four houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history and has cultivated outstanding wizards. You are in Hogwarts During your time at Gwarts, your outstanding performance will earn your house extra points, while any violation will result in your house losing points. At the end of the year, the house with the highest score will win the House Cup, which is very important. High honor. I hope that no matter which house you are assigned to, you will bring glory to the house."

Seeing that the little wizards were all cheering up, Mag smiled reservedly, but frowned when he saw the appearance of the little wizards below.

When she looked at Malfoy, Bree had already covered the proud Malfoy silently.

I only heard Professor McGonagall say: "Maybe you should clean up now. In a few minutes, the branching will be held. This will be held in front of the entire school's teachers and students. I guess you don't want to mess it up and leave you with a bad one." remember."

"Okay, I'll pick you up in a few minutes. Now please wait quietly!"

Mag turned around and left, heading to the back room.

With the departure of Professor McGonagall, all the freshmen relaxed, but Bree was fine. He didn't dislike such a professor, because Betty always looked serious. After all, with so many children in the orphanage, You can't control your temper if you don't have it.

However, some freshmen still said: "Oh, look at her bun, she is meticulous. She must be a serious woman. I don't want to fall into his hands, it will definitely be miserable."

Some young wizards also nodded in agreement.

"How are they going to put us in exactly which house?"

Bree heard more chatter around her. It seemed that everyone was very concerned about where they would be sorted. At the same time, it seemed that no one knew how to sort them.

Bree heard the red-haired boy from before say that there would be a very harmful test, and his brother was the Weasley twin.

Um...Brie can only say that their brother is really innocent and cute, and I believe it.

But Brie understood that there should be tests, but they were not that difficult.

But not everyone is as sensible as Bree. Harry Potter is already trembling, and Hermione is muttering something...

Bree moved closer. Well, he was endorsing it. Would he also give out a test paper to test if he failed?

"By the way, Bree..."

Hermione looked at Bree and said, "Which house do you want to go to? I think Gryffindor is the best."

Bree hesitated: "Ravenclaw..."

In fact, Bree had already anticipated that he might not get his wish, which actually calmed him down.

"Actually, it doesn't matter what college you enter. As long as you can learn magic, it's fine. Are we not allowed to take Potions class just because we go to Gryffindor? Of course not."

Bree knew that Potions class was the job of the Head of Slytherin, and Gryffindor and Slytherin had always had a grudge.

"what!"

Who's yelling? It's shocking!
"ghost!"

I don’t know who shouted it, but Bree had already seen it. Twenty dozen ghosts suddenly appeared from the wall. Looking at their clothes, you can tell that they did not die at the same time.

Bree was a little curious, but it was difficult for him to explore with so many people around, so he didn't pay attention to the ghosts. After all, this is Hogwarts, isn't it? There is always a chance.

Not long after, Professor McGonagall returned, and the ghosts hurriedly left.

"Move forward now," said a shrill voice, "the sorting ceremony is about to begin."

Professor McGonagall is back, and the ghosts disappear through the walls.

"Okay, now follow me in single file."

Following Professor McGonagall's words, everyone filed in, passed through the foyer, and entered a splendid hall. There were two long tables on both sides of the hall. Many seniors had already made preparations, and floating on the tables Thousands of candles illuminated the golden cup on the table until it shone like stars.

The open space in the middle is reserved for new students, and the seats at the front are for teachers.

This place has been enchanted and the ceiling looks like the sky outside.

The freshmen walked forward nervously, passing through the seats and the gazes of their seniors, and came to the professors sitting at the front. With a click of her magic wand, Mag turned out to be a four-legged chair. There lay a tattered hat.

Bree saw many familiar faces in the senior class, including Cedric from Hufflepuff, Autumn Chang and Kay Gibson from Ravenclaw, and the Weasley twins from Gryffindor...

When they saw Bree's gaze, they all responded friendly.

There were many people sitting on the professor's chair in front, and the one in the middle was Dumbledore. Dumbledore winked at the freshmen and smiled. He looked very happy, but Bree felt that Dumbledore More on Harry Potter.

And next to him was a very gloomy man, although he was handsome, but his greasy long hair lost a lot of points. Bree understood that this man was Severus Snape, his Potions professor, who was also The Head of Slytherin whom Bree mentioned, Bree had seen in some newspapers, and he was also a Potions Master.

But Snape was staring at a person intently, as if he wanted to see through him.

Following his gaze, Bree saw, well, Harry Potter.

Such a strong gaze made Harry Potter feel uncomfortable.

Maybe an enemy from his father's generation?
That's all Bree could think.

At this time, the Sorting Hat twisted, as if it couldn't wait, but the range was very small.

Bree muttered: "Maybe there's something inside, a very special hat."

When Bree was thinking about something, the hat seemed to be alive. It began to twist and hum a strange song. When the song stopped, it stood still.

"Oh, do you just need to put on that hat? Fred said it before as if he was going to fight a troll!" the red-haired boy complained.

And Mag was already holding a piece of parchment and started talking: "Whoever's name I call now will come up and put on his hat."

"Hannah Abbott!"

The Sorting Hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!"

The table on the right cheered, it seemed they were Hufflepuff students.

……

As the little wizards went up one by one, cheers erupted from the long tables. This was a welcome gift for the little wizards in their own academy, and here they are...

"Hermione Granger!"

Hermione trotted up, and a few minutes later she heard the Sorting Hat shout: "Gryffindor!"

"Oh, it's true!" The red-haired little wizard complained again, but the target was Hermione. Do they also have grudges?

"Neville Longbottom!"

"Gryffindor!"

When Bree heard Neville's name, she couldn't help but sigh that this boy could also enter Gryffindor. Does he really have the courage? Not sure. You can pay attention to it in the future.

"Decora Malfoy!"

When they arrived at Malfoy, however, Bree heard some people sneering in a low voice, and he himself raised the corners of his mouth with a smile, looking at Malfoy's red face with interest, and more importantly, his platinum-blond hair. mud spots on.

Sorry Malfoy, misbehaving children always deserve some punishment, and this will be a memory you will never forget.

As soon as the Sorting Hat touched Malfoy's hair, he shouted: "Slytherin!"

Malfoy put his hat on the chair with a bad expression on his face. He didn't know why the people around him were laughing at him.

hateful!

He immediately walked towards the Slytherin table. Few people at the Slytherin table really showed smiles, and the black-haired girl who had been around Malfoy since the train was Pansy Parkinson. He quickly took out a small mirror and gave it to Malfoy... This made Bree even happier.

After Malfoy straightened up his appearance and forced himself to calm down, several people gathered around him and greeted him. It seemed that Malfoy's status in Slytherin was not low.

Bree has read the book, the surname of Malfoy is one of the 28 pure-blood families in the British wizarding world, and it has not declined much. Even if it has committed some things before, it is still very famous. generally.

Of course, it would have been better if this guy didn't glare at Bree. This guy is not stupid.

"Bree Storm Ode"

Oh, it's my turn.

Bree walked up easily and sat on the stool. The bright light above her head fell on Bree's head. The bright black short ear-length hair loomed with a purple shimmer, which made Dumbledore and the other professors who paid some attention attentively. Watch.

Professor McGonagall seemed to have just discovered it, but they didn't say anything. They just thought that the child's parents were powerful wizards, and Bree had inherited excellent magical talents.

However, some of the little witches below blushed. Bree's appearance was definitely outstanding, but he liked to keep a low profile and rarely came to the stage to attract everyone's attention.

Some boys were also stunned, such as Harry Potter.

"I think I saw him in Diagon Alley."

Harry Potter blushed, while the red-haired boy beside him curled his lips and said nothing, but there was envy in his eyes, and he really wanted to be paid such attention.

In a daze, McGonagall placed the sorting hat on Bree's head.

"Very tangled..."

(End of this chapter)