Hogwarts: Where the Pokémon Are

Just when Xia Lin was fascinated by the dim flames, Dumbledore's voice pulled him back.

"I'm glad to see you coming to the party, Xia Lin. I haven't seen you at all this month." Dumbledore said softly, "How is the nature reserve doing now?"

"It's almost completed. There are currently nearly two hundred species of Pokémon living in it. If you are free, you can come and take a look." Xia Lin said.

"I'm very happy. By the way, after the dinner, can you go to my office with me? I have something to ask you." His half-moon lenses were shining. Although he was looking at Xia Lin, Xia Lin knew that he was looking at Quirrell.

Dumbledore knew from the start that something was wrong with him.

Xia Lin nodded, he had already guessed what Dumbledore wanted from him. It was nothing more than asking him to set a level on the Sorcerer's Stone to test his savior child.

He was naturally very happy to cause trouble for Xiaotang.

It didn't take long for the old students to arrive in the hall first and take their seats according to the college. New students need to take a boat to get here, so it will be a little late. At this time, Mag was already waiting for them at the door.

"Look, George, that person seems to be our new professor." Fred immediately began to squirm restlessly as soon as he sat down, as if there were ants crawling on his body, "It's the person from the Daily Prophet, the newspaper It was said that he defeated several pure-blood wizards by himself and was not willing to let them go until the Aurors arrived, but——"

As soon as Fred spoke, George immediately continued: "But dad said that in fact, those Aurors were beaten to pieces by him, and the pure-blood wizards who were beaten were not just a few but more than twenty. Later, it was Dumbledore." When Lido arrived, he let everyone go. That's awesome. I hope he teaches us Defense Against the Dark Arts this year."

Lee Jordan on the side was dumbfounded. He had read the Daily Prophet, but he didn't believe it at all. He thought that the Daily Prophet had now become as sensational as a naysayer.

"Wait, what are you talking about? Is this true?"

"Of course it's true. You know, newspapers don't dare to blatantly report all the facts." Fred said, "Didn't you see that many people in Slytherin turned black when they saw him?"

Lee Jordan immediately looked towards Slytherin, and sure enough he saw many nasty people with dark faces, as if they wanted to look at the person on the stage with hatred, but did not dare.

This made him feel very happy.

"You know, Charlie is in the same grade as him. Bill also knows him." Fred added, "He said that this man had singled out all Slytherin when he was in the second year. No one is like him. opponent."

"But, if he is the same age as your brother Charlie, hasn't he just graduated? How can he sit in the professor's position?" Lee Jordan asked.

"Why not? If you can knock down more than twenty Aurors, let alone professors, no one will have any objections even if you become the Dark Lord." George joked, "Of course, if you can, It would be better to be a professor, I hope he can teach us how to bring down those Slytherin students."

"But there's no way I've never heard of him since I entered school."

"It's very simple. Charlie and Bill said he was expelled in third grade." Fred explained. "They also said that the Ministry of Magic broke his wand and everyone thought he could no longer learn magic. . But obviously, they were all wrong."

At this point the twins looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"I think we can give it a try-"

"Let's forget it, mom will kill us."

Li Jordan didn't know what they were talking about, and when he was about to ask, he saw his dean, McGonagall, walking in with a group of freshmen. He immediately shut his mouth.

The young freshmen looked very nervous, or were whispering, or looking at the scenery around the hall with surprised faces.

At this time, Fred whispered again: "I told little Ronnie that they need to fight the troll before they can be sorted. You see, he seems to be frightened."

At this time, Mag had already walked to the long table, took out a chair, and then put a dirty and worn hat on it under everyone's gaze.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and then, under the surprised gazes of the little wizards, the hat suddenly sang:

You may think I'm not pretty,

But never judge a book by its appearance,

If you can find a prettier hat than mine,

I could eat myself.

You can let...

Xia Lin resisted the urge to plug his ears. The songs sung by the Sorting Hat couldn't be said to be pleasant. He decided that he must ask the rustic wizard to listen to Jigglypuff's singing next time.

After the song was sung, these freshmen finally understood that exams, fighting trolls or fire dragons, testing magic, etc. were all just rumors. In fact, the so-called sorting ceremony is just putting on the sorting hat, nothing more.

"I'm going to kill Fred. He sounds like he's going to fight a troll." Ron said angrily, quietly approaching Harry's ear.

At this time, Mag came up with a piece of parchment.

"Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting." She said, "Hannah Abbott!"

A little girl with a rosy complexion and two golden braids stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat that just covered her eyes. She sat down. A moment's pause——

"Pure blood - Hufflepuff!"

The Sorting Hat yelled. Cheers immediately erupted from the Hufflepuff table.

After the first one, the rest became easier, and the freshmen turned from nervousness to anticipation, and kept looking forward from behind.

Harry was still nervous though. He didn't know if he had the advantages and characteristics that the Sorting Hat sang about, and he was afraid that the Sorting Hat would not like him at all and would want him to return to Privet Drive from Hogwarts immediately.

It would be a shame to be expelled before school starts.

Later, he saw the annoying boy he met in Diagon Alley. They had a fight just now on the train. The Sorting Hat shouted out Slytherin even before it touched his hair, which made Harry even more reluctant to be sorted into Slytherin.

It didn't take long before Mag called his name.

"Harry Potter!"

For a moment, the entire hall was silent at first, and then immediately erupted into inaudible whispers. It seemed like the entire school was craning their necks to look.

"Potter, is she calling Potter?"

"Is that Harry Potter?"

Charlene noticed that Snape's eyes immediately turned to Harry and could not look away for a moment, as if his eyes were on Harry's body.