i sold arms at hogwarts

After passing through a curtain made of ivy and passing through a dark tunnel with ninety-eight bends, the boat finally came to a place that looked like a dock.

An underground dock located in a tunnel, with only one passage leading to nowhere.

Seeing the boat docking, Hagrid standing on the shore breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, Merlin's beard, I thought someone fell into the water... Come with me."

"What would you do if someone really fell into the water?" Remy asked curiously.

"Hmm... well, then I'm afraid I can only inform the professor to rescue you, and then get scolded." Hagrid said with a shrug.

After getting off the ship, Hagrid checked everything on the ship again to make sure that nothing was missing, and then led the two of them to join the large force ahead.

It was a wet, slippery, and steep downhill road from the train station to the Black Lake. Now that we were going to the castle, the road conditions were no better. It just turned into a wet, slippery, and steep uphill road.

Even because there is a river in the tunnel underneath, the water vapor has nowhere to go and can only float upward along the upward channel.

The entire tunnel was filled with mist, and everyone was wet and sticky along the way.

This is not over yet.

After finally climbing out of the tunnel, we had to walk through a large muddy field of overgrown grass. They were generally twenty centimeters tall and their leaves were covered with dew.

During the walk, the blades of grass scratched the ankles of the little wizards from time to time. The dew not only wetted their trouser legs, but also flowed into their shoes along the trouser legs, making people slip a little with every step they took, accompanied by pops and pops. the sound of.

After going through many hardships, they finally arrived at the castle gate under the leadership of Hagrid.

"Here, is everyone here?" Hagrid asked loudly.

No one answered, which of course no one could possibly answer.

After all, it is impossible for someone who has not arrived to show up here and tell Hagrid: Wait for me, I haven't arrived yet.

After waiting for a while, when Hagrid checked that everyone was indeed present, Hagrid raised his huge fist like a battering ram and knocked on the door three times.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Remy vaguely saw dust falling on the door.

Poor door, I really don't know how many years it can last.

But at least there was no problem with it at the moment. With a creak, the two doors opened at the same time, and then a serious-looking wizard walked out of the castle.

She is thin and tall, wearing an emerald green wizard robe and a pointed wizard hat on her black hair. At first glance, she is at least a dean-level teacher.

Only Professor McGonagall in the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry fits this image.

"Thank you for your hard work, Hagrid. Leave the rest to me," Professor McGonagall said.

Hagrid bowed and stepped aside, then without looking back he disappeared into the night carrying his huge lantern that looked like it had been taken off a train.

After scanning the crowd, Professor McGonagall nodded slightly, then waved her hand, and the two doors automatically opened completely without any wind.

"Follow me," Professor McGonagall said.

Following Professor McGonagall into the castle, you are greeted by a hall.

The surrounding walls are made of Dwayne Johnson, and there is a burning torch every one meter or so to provide lighting and also bring a little warmth to the little wizards.

The floor was paved with marble and was very slippery. Especially at this moment, the soles and socks of the little wizards were wet, which forced them to walk very carefully. Many people's walking postures suddenly became very strange. Weird.

"With so many marbles, the amount of radiation must be considerable...could the wizard be a mutant who has been exposed to excessive radiation, right?"

Thinking randomly, Remy followed the crowd through the hall to the stairs on the opposite side, which were also made of marble.

After going up the stairs, they passed through a passage. After passing a door that sounded messy inside, Professor McGonagall took them to an empty room at the corner at the end of the passage.

"Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Professor McGonagall said.

"The welcome banquet is about to begin, but before you arrive at the auditorium and take your seats, you need to determine which college you will each enter.

During your studies at school, the college is your home at Hogwarts. You have to attend classes, have breaks together, and spend your spare time with other students in the college, so sorting is very important. "

Professor McGonagall's words immediately brought back Remy's memories.

He remembered that when he was in school, the principal and class teacher often told students that the school is your home, the class is your home, and you should love the class as your own home...and so on, especially when it is time to clean up.

However, once they go to bed or eat snacks, they will immediately turn their backs and scold loudly: Do you think the school is your home? !

Extreme double standards, and obvious double standards.

While Remy was thinking wildly, Professor McGonagall continued to speak.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has four houses: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin."

“During your studies at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, your outstanding performance will earn you extra points for your house, while any violation of rules will cause your house to lose points.

Before the end of each academic year, the house with the highest score wins the House Cup, which is a high honor.

No matter which college you are assigned to, I hope you can bring glory to the college you are in... instead of deducting all points from that college. "

"The sorting ceremony is held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. It will start in a few minutes. Therefore, I suggest that you tidy up your clothes and adjust your state now. That will make you look more energetic."

After the previous difficult trek, are we feeling refreshed?

Remy rolled his eyes.

"I'll come and pick you up when it's ready over there. Now, stay quiet."

Perhaps noticing Remy's eye roll, Professor McGonagall glanced at Remy before leaving.

As soon as Professor McGonagall left, everyone hurriedly sorted out their remains and prepared to go to the execution ground in September.

After all, it’s autumn, and the executioner also needs the joy of a good harvest, right?

Just as Remy was adjusting his hairstyle, there was a commotion behind the crowd, and then Xiao Ma walked over under the protection of two younger brothers who looked a bit taller than other little wizards.

"We meet again, Remy." Draco said, holding out his hand.

"Oh, hello, what's the matter?" Remy asked with some confusion after shaking hands.

Why did this kid come to find me instead of looking for Harry?

Draco didn't speak. Instead, he glanced at Hermione, who was half-hidden behind Remy, carefully arranging her hair. There was a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Noticing the change in Draco's eyes, Remy's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

This kid...could he be attracted to my beauty? ? ?