Chapter 238 Prophecy
"I would like to announce a few things to pay attention to in the new semester. First-year students, please note that the forbidden forest in the northeast is strictly prohibited for students. In addition, our administrator Mr. Filch asked me to remind everyone that if you don't want to die tragically for no reason, Don't go near the corridor on the right side of the third floor!" After saying that, Dumbledore paused briefly and looked at everyone, "Thank you!"
Hermione immediately asked in her mind: "Is the castle so dangerous?"
【fine. 】
"What's going to happen in the corridor on the third floor?"
[Look, you are already curious, so you might as well think about it again. If it was really dangerous, why would Dumbledore take the initiative to bring it up? 】
"Of course let's stay away."
[Then you may not know that the entire Hogwarts is a huge alchemical castle. If Dumbledore wanted to, he could completely hide the corridor on the third floor and disappear, but he didn't. 】
Hearing this, Hermione's expression became serious, "So, this castle is broken?"
【? ? ? Are you really Hermione? 】
Hermione immediately smiled and raised her chin slightly, "I'm joking, but this matter is indeed a bit strange, but he is the principal, there is no way he can hurt us."
At this time, the sorting ceremony has officially begun.
Professor McGonagall placed a chair at the front with an old black pointed hat on it.
With the coming of the sorting process, the hat seemed to come to life, opening its broken gong voice to howl out a dry song.
Then Professor McGonagall picked up the parchment and called everyone by name to wear the sorting hat.
The hat will help the little wizard choose the most suitable place to go.
"Hannah..."
Boom~!
Before Professor McGonagall finished calling her first name, there was the sound of a porcelain plate breaking from the professor's chair.
The eyes of everyone in the hall were attracted.
Everyone saw, sitting on the edge of the seat, a slovenly female professor wearing thick glasses, who was talking like a dreamer:
"It has changed, everything has changed! The darkness of fate will usher in a faster death, a huge scam, continuous ringing of bells, the overthrow of the world, the bloodshed of the gods, he has come to the world, he, he can See me..."
The professor who seemed to be talking in his sleep suddenly became crazy and twitched at this moment, and his eyes began to shed blood and tears.
Dumbledore immediately took out the Elder Wand, immediately put the other person into a deep sleep, and then gave the black-haired, greasy-headed professor not far away a gloomy look.
The professor named Severus Snape, who was also the dean of Slytherin House, stood up reluctantly, waved his wand, and took the crazy professor to seek medical treatment.
Dumbledore then looked at the silent hall below and said kindly: "Professor Trelawney just made a joke to us in her unique way. If you like it, you can take the divination class as an elective in the third grade. Then Minerva , please continue with the branch.”
Mag nodded, suppressed the worry in his eyes, and called out the half-called name just now.
"Hannah Abbott!"
...
Seeing people keep coming up and getting results as soon as the hat is put on, Hermione would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous, but she was just as interested in the situation of the professor just now.
"Mr. System, what happened to that professor?"
[Nothing, just a backlash from the prophecy. 】
"Are you prophesying?!"
[Yes, that professor is a descendant of Cassandra Trelawney, and has inherited some talent for divination. It is usually inaccurate, but once he has a seizure like today, his credibility is often very high. 】
"But you also heard what she just said!"
【Are you surprised? Have you forgotten the crisis I mentioned to you before? 】
Hermione was speechless for a moment, and her memory was brought back to the time when she was almost hit.
A wave of fear came over me again.
The reason why she hasn't asked what the crisis is exactly is because she has a sense of escape.
Now that I mention it again, it still feels difficult to face it.
"Mr. System, can I really become the Sorcerer Supreme? Is Harry more suitable than me? After all, he has defeated the Dark Lord."
[You need to be confident, Hermione! Be confident in yourself, and be confident in me. Harry's talent can at best be the savior of the British wizarding world, and your potential will save the whole world. Do you understand? If he sees you as a king, he is at most a mayor. 】
"Why is it the king? Shouldn't it be the queen? Oh, sorry, I got distracted again!" Hermione said quickly in her heart, and her mood improved a lot at the same time.
Just then Professor McGonagall called her name.
"Hermione Granger!"
Taking a deep breath, the little girl quickly walked to the stage and sat down.
Let that big hat stick on your head.
Lu Yuan in Niwan Palace immediately noticed a mental wave coming in,
With one thought, he blocked himself and Hermione's memories of him.
At the same time, he in turn begins to gain insight into the Sorting Hat itself.
If someone were to make a list of Hogwarts treasures, the Sorting Hat would definitely be on the list.
As an alchemical creation, it has existed for thousands of years. It seems to have a soul, has thoughts and can communicate with people normally. If it is in the world of immortality, its situation is called a tool spirit.
The alchemy technology contained in it is the most precious wealth.
Under the observation method, Lu Yuan analyzed it very quickly, and Lu Yuan could clearly see countless combinations of runes and patterns.
These contents are similar to weapon refining, but each has its own merits.
They complement each other just fine.
While the Sorting Hat was still whispering to Hermione, Lu Yuan had already compiled an article "Analysis of the Alchemy Skills of the Sorting Hat", which contained hundreds of new alchemy runes, dozens of combinations of spiral patterns, and a complete set of complex rune construction structures.
Later, combined with some alchemy books, and then analyzing the alchemy castle of Hogwarts, his refining skills will surely usher in a leap-forward promotion again.
"Gryffindor!"
At this time, the Sorting Hat also shouted out the result of Hermione's sorting.
The little girl's face was immediately filled with a bright smile.
Amid the applause of everyone, she sat down at the Gryffindor table with satisfaction.
Next, Malfoy Slytherin, Ron and Neville Gryffindor, until the appearance of Harry Potter's name, the sorting reached its climax.
As expected, Harry Potter also belongs to the Golden Red Lion House.
The little lions on the long table almost jumped up to welcome him.
The professors applauded as usual to express their congratulations, but they were more or less absent-minded. Trelawney's prophecy had affected them after all.
Especially a professor who was wearing a thick turban and looked like an Indian, his eyes were a little erratic at this moment.
The sorting ended quickly.
As Dumbledore picked up the silver spoon and tapped it gently, the four long tables were suddenly filled with all kinds of delicacies.
But before eating, Dumbledore said a codeword according to his old habit: "Stupid, crying, leftovers, twist, all right, everyone, eat!"
Hermione stuffed food into her mouth and did not forget to ask Lu Yuan.
"What does Dumbledore mean by that?"
[Probably the expectation of the four colleges. Old people always say some humor that only they understand. It doesn't matter. You eat more. I found a good place. Let's go and see it after curfew. ]
"Ahem~!!"
Hermione was choked and quickly wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and smiled awkwardly at Harry and Ron.
Then she asked frantically in her heart: "What a joke, that's a night tour!! And it's the first day of school!"
[Hermione, courage! Do you understand? Breaking the rules is also a kind of courage! 】