The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

After hearing Dracula's words, Fred and George were immediately overjoyed.

As we all know, there is no Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who will not be laid off, just like there is no lecherous man!They won this time!

"It's such a happy decision, no regrets!" They said in unison.

The two high-fived each other and jumped up and down in the auditorium, as if the 20-odd Galleons had already been handed over.

kind.

But jumping and jumping, Fred and George suddenly found that the surrounding atmosphere became strangely quiet.The black man next to him, Lee Jordan, kept winking at them, but because his complexion was too inconspicuous, the two didn't see it at all...

"Cough cough!"

A serious cough rang in the twins' ears.

The two turned their heads slowly, and saw Professor McGonagall, whose lips were pursed into a thin line, standing beside them.

"Mr. Weasley, how dare you blatantly gamble on the opening ceremony, and it's still a professor!" Professor McGonagall blushed with anger, and his hands were clenched into fists. The troublemaker trembled with rage.

Only then did the twins realize that the auditorium was full of people at some point, and only the two of them were still bouncing around like no one else was around.

On the table where the professor's seat was located, there were only two seats left vacant, one of which was the seat next to Dumbledore, who was looking at them cheerfully, and belonged to Vice-Principal Minerva McGonagall.

Then it goes without saying that there is another vacancy, which belongs to the silver-haired wizard who just bet with them!In this situation, anyone with a little brain can see that he is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!

George and Fred opened their eyes wide in shock, and stared stiffly at Dracula with a playful smile on his lips.

"Professor, if we say it wasn't intentional, would you believe it?" George said weakly.

"We just saw that Li was a little unhappy and wanted to make him smile." Fred added with a smile.

Lee Jordan, who was sitting next to him, was still pretending to be a quail just now, turned his head suddenly when he heard this sentence, and looked at Fred in disbelief.

"Quiet, Weasley!" Professor McGonagall couldn't bear to push the two back to the Gryffindor long table, and said angrily, "Come to my office after the start-of-term banquet is over, there will be enough closed doors in the next month. I'm watching you!"

After all, Professor McGonagall left the auditorium without looking back, and went to the entrance courtyard to welcome the arrival of the new students.

Dracula glanced at the two with interest, then smiled and walked towards his seat.

"Professor, your Gallon is still... woohoo."

Fred wanted to discuss the 20 Galleons with Dracula, but Lee Jordan, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, immediately covered his mouth, taking revenge for the incident he just made.

George then joined the battle, and the three got entangled like a twist.

But soon they separated again, and sat upright at the long table.

Because Professor McGonagall came back with a group of immature freshmen.

Chapter 9 Sorting Ceremony

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Professor McGonagall led the freshmen to the front of the auditorium and lined them up facing all the senior students, with the professors behind them.

The old students looked at the faces of this group of freshmen curiously, guessing which college they would be assigned to.

Of course, more eyes were observing the crowd, guessing which one was the famous savior Harry Potter.

In the eyes of many old students and professors, Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year freshmen, and put a pointed wizard hat on the stool.

The hat was patched, worn out, and very dirty.

The auditorium was silent, and everyone was staring at the hat.

Dracula was also staring at the hat, with a little nostalgia in his eyes, and more interest.

Then the cap twisted, and a wide slit opened like a mouth.

Then he sang a ballad in a not-so-nice voice—

"You may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge people by their appearance, if you can find..."

When he got excited about singing, he even turned his body around, using the two folds of his hat as eyes, and looked at the new little wizards.

"I am the sorting hat of Hogwarts, so I am naturally superior to your hat..."

While the Sorting Hat was sizing up the group of immature young wizards, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure sitting on the professor's seat.

"Try it on, and I'll tell you, you should ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Hearing this scream, a pitch-black flame quietly rose in Dracula's hands.

The singing and screaming of the Sorting Hat stopped abruptly.

Theoretically speaking, the normal process is that the sorting hat sings a song that is not very pleasant, the audience applauds thunderously, the hat bows to the four dining tables one by one, and the sorting ceremony officially begins.

But this time, the hat suddenly made a weird noise during the middle of singing, and then stopped singing?

The freshmen were stunned, the veterans were at a loss, and even the professors didn't understand what the Sorting Hat was up to this year.

Only Dumbledore glanced at Dracula secretly, showing a look of understanding.

"Sorting Hat, what's wrong with you?" Professor McGonagall frowned and got up and asked.

The Sorting Hat was about to speak, but suddenly saw the figure that made him tremble with fear and stood up with Professor McGonagall.

"Keep singing, it's very nice." Dracula raised the corners of his mouth and said to the tattered hat.

"I... I forgot the words." The Sorting Hat said tremblingly.

"Then make up a song now, and let the sorting ceremony continue?" Dracula had an intriguing smile on his face.

"Professor Dracula?" Professor McGonagall gave him a puzzled look.

But the Sorting Hat saw a dark, cold flame jumping on Dracula's fingertips.

"I'm fine, just do as Professor Dracula said." He swallowed, if the hat had spit.

Then the Sorting Hat turned to face the old students sitting on the long table, and it was only slightly relieved when the vampire was no longer in sight.

He cleared his throat nervously, and then sang——

"You may worship Gryffindor,

He is full of courage, vigor and boldness;

You may admire Hufflepuff,

She is tenacious and tenacious, not afraid of hardships and troubles;

You may admire Ravenclaw,

Her wisdom is inimitable;

You may be in awe of Slytherin,

He is ambitious and shows his edge no matter the cost."

The Sorting Hat sang a ballad it made up temporarily, extolling the excellent qualities and unique personalities of the four founders, and then suddenly changed the subject:

"But young wizard,

You should likewise honor their best friend,

He is knowledgeable and talented,

He is wild and unruly, free and easy,

He is invincible, handsome and unrestrained,

he"

Degu

Listening to the ballad made up by the Sorting Hat, Ra's eyes twitched.

If the previous vocabulary is still a little bit related to him, the description of the following extremely beautiful words has no bottom line.This hat seems to want to use all the positive words learned in 1000 years!

"Ahem!" Dracula coughed heavily.

The Sorting Hat trembled when it heard it, and immediately concluded its long speech:

"If you don't know him,

just remember,

The best friend of the founder is always by your side! "

The Sorting Hat finally finished singing, and the audience burst into applause.In the applause, both the little wizards and the professors were whispering, discussing who is the founder's best friend who has almost gathered the best of all human beings.

And the tattered hat secretly glanced at Dracula out of the corner of his eye, and saw that he had not summoned the black flame again, so he dared to bow cautiously to the four dining tables one by one, and then completely Quiet.

Although there were some twists and turns in the middle of singing the song of the sorting hat, after all, the process was completed and the next link could be entered.

Professor McGonagall, who had been standing for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in his hand.

"Whoever I call now puts on a hat and sits on a stool to be sorted," she said. "Hannah Abbott!"

……

After the sorting ceremony was on the right track, there were no more problems, and it went on smoothly.

The most eye-catching one is undoubtedly Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. The Sorting Hat hesitated for a long time on his head before finally making a decision.

"Gryffindor!"

As the words of the Sorting Hat fell, the students on the Gryffindor long table suddenly boiled, and their emotions were passionate.Among them, the two Weasley brothers even forgot to restrain themselves, and jumped up and down in the auditorium again.

And this time, no one scolded them, because although Principal Dumbledore and Gryffindor Dean Professor McGonagall didn't say anything, they were very happy about it in their hearts.

Amid the cheers of Gryffindor and the sighs of regret from the other three houses, the sorting ceremony came to a fairly satisfactory conclusion.

Next is the long-awaited link - the school opening banquet!

Albus Dumbledore stood up.

He looked at the students with a smile on his face, and stretched out his arms to them. Nothing seemed to make him happier than seeing the students gathered together.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to Hogwarts for the start of the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words. That is: Idiot! Cry! Scrap! Screw!

"thank you all!"