The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts Chapter 63

There were always little wizards running around in the aisle of the train. Anton sideways dodged three angry-looking children and turned into Ron's carriage.

"Oh my God, Anton, where have you just been?" Ron greeted with a mouse that seemed to have passed out.

Anton raised his eyebrows. There was a mess in the carriage, as if there had just been a fight.

He has read a lot of Harry Potter fan fictions, and more of them are professors' articles, but he doesn't remember what will happen here. But thinking about the three children who just left - a child with delicate blond hair walking in front, two stubborn attendants...

Understood, Harry met Draco, haha.

Pulling Harry Potter up from the ground, Anton smiled brightly, "Hello, my name is Anthony Weasley, Ron's cousin, you can call me Anton."

"Harry Potter." Harry Potter was obviously very happy, and he thought he would make new friends again.

At this moment, Miss Nutria came over with a child with a round head and a round head, she pointed at Anton forcefully, "It's him, Neville, he ate your toad and killed it like this. , I saw it all!"

The little girl spoke very fast, like a machine gun.

"Eat toads raw?" Harry was so frightened that he quickly broke away.

Anton twitched the corner of his mouth and turned to look at Hermione with a smile, "It tastes great!"

He grinned, revealing his white teeth, which gleamed in the reflection of the sun, like a beast that devoured a human being, making Hermione scream and run away again.

Neville looked at him in disbelief, "You really ate my toad? That's..."

"You also believe this?" Anton curled his lips helplessly, "That's a chocolate frog, she misread it, you can go and talk to the person who just spoke on the horn at the locomotive, since they can help us put The toads in the car will do as well.”

Neville's eyes lit up, "Thank you!"

ran away in a hurry.

The train announcement sounded again, urging the little wizards to change into their school uniforms as soon as possible.

Anton waved his wand, the suitcase on the frame floated down, and the messy things on the ground flew back to the table.

Since he mastered the floating spell, he was almost able to use his hands without using them in his life. He was lazy and could not be saved.

His own suitcase floated in front of him and opened it on his own. It was also a suitcase blessed with a traceless expansion spell. He had prepared his school uniform on the outside.

"Quickly change your clothes."

Throwing the coat in, Anton slipped on the wizard's robe with the Hogwarts logo.

But he saw Harry and Ron staring at him with wide eyes.

"What's wrong?" An Dong touched his face suspiciously.

"Magic!" Harry exclaimed.

"I just noticed that I didn't hear your spell!" Ron murmured.

"The floating spell is in our first-year textbook. It's very simple. You can read it when you have time." Anton explained casually, not planning to show off how powerful he was. He squinted out the door of the carriage, and the train came to a slow stop.

Time has come to night, a dark and small platform, a small road extends outside the platform.

A tall man three meters tall was waiting there with a lamp.

The corners of An Dong's mouth were slightly raised.

Hogwarts, here we are.

The first-year freshmen followed Hagrid to the lake, rowed a boat, and after a series of operations with a sense of entrance ceremony, finally came to the restaurant on the first floor of the castle.

They were taken to a small room by the dining room, waiting for the sorting ceremony.

The ghosts floated over, and the old wizard was among them. He chuckled, threw his head high and caught it, and winked at Anton.

The previous Hogwarts graduating students tacitly kept secrets about the sorting ceremony from the little wizards.

"Fred said that it hurt us a lot!" Ron looked apprehensive.

This made Harry jump.

Some people say they want to fight a fire dragon, some people say they want to escape from the terrifying scarecrow fields, and some people say they want to drink a terrifying pot of green and bubbling potions...

Every parent has a set of rhetoric to frighten their children, and when they gather together, even the arrogant Draco turned pale.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, it's just a wizard hat." Anton kindly comforted Draco beside him.

"After wearing it, it will judge by itself whether you can become a wizard. If he thinks it is not suitable, he will just twist your head off."

"Just?" Draco took a step back in a panic, looking at Anton in fear.

"It's alright, I just saw that the ghost has no head and is alive and well." Anton shrugged.

Draco swallowed and decided that if it was really a wizard hat, he wouldn't be wearing it if he was killed.

Harry and Ron looked at them strangely. Although they were also scared, they were inexplicably much better when they saw Draco's trembling with fright.

until……

A dirty-looking wizard hat was placed on a chair!

The little wizards who had just heard Anton's words breathed a sigh of relief.

The wizard hat magically opened his mouth and sang:

"You may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge people by their appearance. If you can find a hat more beautiful than mine, I can eat myself up."

The little wizards just stared blankly at the mouth, wondering if Anton's words were wrong.

Wasn't he screwed off his head, was he eaten?

Then, who was the first to go up to accept the guillotine?

The tall black-haired witch in an emerald green robe picked up the parchment and called out: Hannah Abbott!

A little girl with a ruddy face and two blond braids stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat that just covered her eyes.

She sat down.

Everyone can't see her expression, but you can see that she is trembling in fear~www.mtlnovel.com~Hufflepuff! ' cried the hat.

The people at the table on the right began to applaud and cheer, and Hannah Abbott burst into the loudest scream in the history of Hogwarts.

He ran down from under his hat in a panic, panting as if he was the rest of his life.

Seeing her so excited, the seniors at the Hufflepuff long table applauded louder.

Then, the apprehensive little wizards came to the stage to accept the sorting.

Seamus Finnigan was so scared that he grabbed Harry Potter's sleeve tightly. Professor McGonagall read his name three times before he jumped up in fear.

Put on the hat as if at home, and then, something terrible happened.

The hat muttered on his head for almost a minute before assigning him to Gryffindor.

"It's another deceiving trick!" Hermione rolled her eyes, walked up with her head held high, and quickly said, "Gryffindor."

Then the proud little girl went straight to the long table in Gryffindor.

Harry, Ron, and Draco all sighed in relief at the same time.

Obviously, this is just someone's bad taste.

"You will definitely be assigned to Gryffindor, you wicked and boring person!" Draco said fiercely.

An Dong smiled slightly and walked up.

The Sorting Hat almost didn't have to think about it, "Slytherin!"

Draco was stunned.

Harry and Ron were also stunned.

The twins at the Gryffindor long table who were about to applaud looked at each other, "Weasley of Slytherin?"

Fred laughed, "That's so interesting, I can't wait to write a letter to Dad, oh, we have a Slytherin at home, Dad's expression must be very wonderful!"

Chapter end