Cursing, he flew away.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Pipsqueak left.
Then they swarmed into the auditorium.
Braun sat at the long table in Slytherin.
There were a lot of familiar faces missing from the long table.
Quite a few places are vacant
Before he knew it, Braun had become an old Slytherin man.
This made him feel a little emotional.
Perhaps the only thing that remains unchanged is this old castle.
The auditorium is still the scene of splendor and grandeur.
The faculty chair was filled with professors.
Braun even smiled at himself as his headmaster, Snape, when he looked over.
I could see that Professor McGonagall was right.
Snape was in a good mood.
The only difference is that there is no one in the seats for this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class.
"Maybe the school can't find anyone to teach us anymore!"
Sabini said happily.
"Maybe our dean can take a part-time job.
I dare say that Professor Snape is certainly much better than those of the previous ones. "
Daphne nodded in agreement.
"The ...... of previous years
Except for last year's professor, the remaining Defence Against the Dark Arts professors are simply worse than the other......"
"Maybe it's better to find a pig tied to the podium than them?
At least the pig doesn't always let me go on stage or let us guess what flavor of feed it likes?"
Sabini said playfully.
It caused several acquaintances of the little wizards around to laugh.
Just when the old students were eagerly discussing 01 what they had seen and heard during the summer vacation, and catching up with their good friends.
The doors of the auditorium opened.
I saw Professor McGonagall leading a group of young wizards who looked a little frightened.
There are a lot more people in this class than in the past.
But Braun thinks there may be hope that other houses can score a few more people.
But Slytherin may be hanging.
Just by looking at the looks of these little wizards, they don't know much about the wizarding world.
The little wizards lined up in a neat line.
One by one, they stood in front of the Sorting Hat.
Waiting for the sorting ceremony to arrive.
It was so excited and frightened.
The triangular chair began to sing its new song again.
"Many years ago I was just an ordinary hat......"
Sabini seemed a little lacking in interest:
"Has it sung this song?
Do I remember the year before or last year?
I think I've heard of it anyway. "
Braun looked away from his sorting hat:
"You can't ask for a hat and come up with a different song every year.
It's a bit too strong to be hard. "
After a song, everyone in the auditorium applauded.
The Sorting Hat also bent down slightly, as if it was bowing.
After the song was sung, the sorting ceremony officially began.
One by one, the freshmen sat on the triangular chairs.
Professor McGonagall put the Sorting Hat on their heads.
Waiting for the hats to decide where exactly they were going.
Most of the little wizards basically finish quickly with their hats on their heads.
Like Braun at the time.
There are very few people who can be an embarrassment like Harry or Professor McGonagall.
"Stuart Acre!"
Professor McGonagall called his name and sat on it.
"Ravenclaw!"
This made the Ravenclaw eaglets applaud lightly.
"Pretend!"
Sabini muttered.
He couldn't see the haughty look of the eaglets.
It's as if all the other academies are fools except them.
While Shabini complained, another freshman was also read by name.
"Malcolm Baddock!"
The Sorting Hat cried out the moment it touched him:
"Slytherin!"
Sabini hurriedly cheered.
Celebrating the arrival of this new person.
Braun smiled at the other as well.
The wizarding world is small, and most of them are acquaintances.
Since Braun hadn't seen it before, plus there was no family called Bardock in the wizarding world.
Then it can be determined that this should be a half-blood wizard.
The ritual continued, but the number of wizards assigned to Slytherin was much smaller.
Most of these students were placed in Hufflepuff.
Braun can see this from this.
If it weren't for the revival of magic, perhaps these children would have been deprived of magic for the rest of their lives.
Maybe that's not a good thing to say.
But Hufflepuff is indeed the most mediocre and non-existent house in all of Hogwarts.
Of course, they are not without merit.
Judging by the statistics of Azkaban, the fifth house of Hogwarts.
The crime rate at Slytherin House is forty percent.
Most of them were dark wizards, rebels, and pure-blood agitators.
Gryffindor is thirty percent.
Mainly robbers and robbers.
Ten percent for Ravenclaw.
Most of them are financial scams or thieves.
Hufflepuff's crime rate has always been between one percent and zero.
It has never been higher than three percent.
You know, Hufflepuff has the largest number of people in the entire college.
The fact that there is such a low crime rate shows how law-abiding Hufflepuff students are.
It's also something that the whole of Hufflepuff is proud of.
"There's no end to it......"
Shabini shouted weakly.
"I'm dying of hunger!"
Braun glanced at him:
"Wait a minute!
This year's number is the highest.
It didn't end so quickly. "
Sabini sighed in disappointment:
"I hurry, I can eat a cow.
It's true!
I'm dying of hunger. "
This time Braun ignored him.
Instead, he continued to watch as the sorting ceremony continued.
Almost twenty minutes later. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
With the last freshman taking his seat.
The sorting ceremony is finally over!
The Sorting Hat and triangular stool were also packed up and taken away by Professor McGonagall.
With anticipation in his eyes, Sabini picked up the knife and fork in front of him and looked at the empty plate.
It seems that the next second is going to feast. []
Dumbledore, who was sitting in the teacher's chair, stood up.
Looking at the students in the hall with a smile.
"I think you can't wait!
Then let's eat! Let's eat!
Accompanied by the last sentence.
The little wizards cheered.
Empty plates were piled high with food.
"Great!"
Sabini muttered excitedly.
The voice is not very clear.
But it's no wonder that the mouth is stuffed with food, and no matter who is unable to speak.
"Are you so hungry?"
Braun was speechless.
As she spoke, she helped Daphne put the food she couldn't reach into her plate.
"Thank you. "
"It's nothing. "
Braun shook his head.
"Of course I'm hungry!"
Sabini picked up another sausage.
I tied it on a fork and ate it with tomato sauce.
"Mom said I was a little oversized! Remember those nutrient solutions?"
"The ones that helped you grow taller?"
Braun hesitated.
Last year, Mrs. Sabini was worried that Sabini was too short, so she specially customized a nutrient solution for him.
It's just that the nutrient solution tastes very bad, and most of it goes into Jerry's stomach.
Later, it was Braun who helped improve the taste and allowed Sabini to drink it again.
"That's it!
Now my mom says I'm too fat!
So let me drink that grass juice every day!
It tastes like rotten apples!"
While eating the sausage, he complained angrily.
As if he was afraid that Braun would not believe it, he took out a bottle and handed it to Braun.
It seemed to be a gesture for Braun to taste.
Braun wasn't that stupid.
He took out Jerry, who was sleeping comfortably, from his pocket.
Without saying a word, he poured the nutrient solution into its mouth.
"It's not nothing......"
Braun's voice hadn't fallen yet.
I saw Jerry, who had been facing all kinds of potions without being shocked, and his eyes bulged.
Then "quack ......"
A water arrow flew out of its mouth.
Thanks to Braun's timely dodge, he would have had to make a face.
"Okay......
I do believe there is something wrong with this potion!"
Braun looked at the remaining half bottle of potion and swallowed.
He placed Jerry, who looked a little languished, on the table.
"So you're going to keep drinking?
I can help you change ...... if you want."
Who knew that Sabini's face was full of horror.
"No, no, no, I won't drink again!"
He393, as Braun's friend, knew how good Jerry was.
It can be said that Braun will use Jerry as an experiment in any potion experiment.
After tossing so many times, I didn't toss this purple-skinned toad to death.
One of his own nutritional potions actually made the other party spit it out.
You can see how disgusting this thing is.
He didn't think anything of it before.
Now he swears, even if it is to kill him!
He didn't drink it anymore!
Seeing Shabini's expression, Braun also reacted.
Squinting at the only potion left in his hand, he looked puzzled.
Said solemnly:
"You give me a few more bottles, and I'll go back and experiment.
See what exactly the ingredients of this thing are.
Generally speaking, it is impossible for Jerry to vomit out because of the unpleasant taste. "
(Jerry: I'm the trash can!)
Where can Shabini disagree?
Hurriedly handed Braun the pocket of the potion:
"Okay, good!
I feel like my mom must have been cheated!
I'll write to her later to ask her about it. "
Braun nodded, not saying anything more.
After putting the potion away, he took a big gulp.
But those wise eyes were thinking about something.
......
"Oh my God, Hermione, how long have you not eaten?"
Ron watched the same food disappear into Hermione's mouth, looking horrified.
Hermione glanced up at him.
After eating the food on the plate again, he spoke:
"Life in the Muggle world is unimaginable.
To be honest, if it weren't for the large batch of vegetables that Braun sent.
Our family may have had even more difficult life.
Thanks to the assurances of Braun's uncle, Mr. Mayne.
I don't even plan to come to school this year."
With the help of food that Braun brought from time to time, their lives were much better.
But it's still far from what it used to be.
Although vegetables and bread are plentiful, in terms of meat, the family has not eaten fresh meat for a long time, except for canned and bacon that are easy to preserve.
Hermione had thought things were going to get better.
But the opposite is true.
Not only did the situation not improve.
On the contrary, it is .......
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