Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

Pikachu, who had released his ultimate move, immediately sat down, looking sickly.

"Pickup!" it called weakly.

Canaan hurried forward to hold Pikachu in his arms, and dried its wet tail with a magic wand, "Thank you, Pikachu!"

"It's incredible!" Roger covered his mouth in disbelief. He didn't expect the cute Pikachu to release such a powerful lightning. He always thought that Pikachu was just an ordinary pet.

Many young wizards also looked curiously at Pikachu who had saved them just now. It was hard to forget how powerful it was!

At this time, Professor McGonagall and several other professors arrived on broomsticks.

After looking at the mess on the lake and the freshmen who were not seriously injured, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Hagrid, what happened?"

"Professor, the situation is like this..." Hagrid surrounded them vividly, and finally at the critical moment, Pikachu told them all about saving them.

"Sorry, Hagrid, this is our negligence. Dumbledore and I have been preparing for the new students, so I just rushed over now." After hearing this, Professor McGonagall looked guilty. She didn't expect that the mermaid who lived peacefully with Hogwarts would attack the new students, which had never happened before.

"All freshmen, stay where you are and don't move. Your seniors will take you back for the rest of the trip. As for the things that fall into the lake, we will catch them for you."

After Professor McGonagall comforted the new students, he flew to Canaan again.

"Professor McGonagall." Canaan greeted first.

"Canaan, thanks to you this time. I still don't quite understand Dumbledore's decision to let you enter school early. Now it seems that this is a very shrewd decision." Professor McGonagall said kindly.

She could imagine how horrible things would have happened if Canaan wasn't here. The next day, the Daily Prophet will definitely report: "Hogwarts freshmen were attacked by mermaids on their first day, causing heavy casualties!"

If the situation is serious, Hogwarts may be closed by the Ministry of Magic.

Then she looked at Pikachu in Canaan's arms and smiled slightly: "Although Hogwarts has never allowed students to raise dangerous magical creatures, I believe your pet will be an exception. It is a hero today!"

After finishing speaking, Professor McGonagall flew into the air and said to a witch with short silver hair: "Mrs. Hooch, I leave the matter here to you. I need to inform Dumbledore about the mermaid riot as soon as possible."

Not long after Professor McGonagall left, a group of senior students arrived on broomsticks. From a distance, they posed various dazzling poses in the air from time to time, showing off their proficient flying skills.

"Robert! Frank! Pick up this group of freshmen as soon as possible. If something happens, I will definitely deduct your college points severely!" Mrs. Hooch said sternly.

"Of course, professor!" After hearing the reprimand, a group of people immediately became serious, began to lower their altitude, flew down, and took care of the freshmen one-on-one.

However, Robert is still circling at low altitude, searching for something among the new students. Until he saw Canaan holding Pikachu, his eyes lit up and he flew down quickly.

"Hey, Canaan, you are here. It seems that Verus did not lie to us, you really came to Hogwarts! My name is Robert, a Ravenclaw prefect." Robert introduced himself excitedly .

"Hello, Robert, nice to meet you."

"Haha, you are mine now, come on my broomstick quickly." He shouted excitedly.

However, his voice was a little louder, which immediately attracted the attention of many people around him.

"Canaan Bryan?"

"Brian enrolled? Where is he?"

"Damn,

He's at Robert's, and this guy wants to eat alone! "

"Don't let him succeed!"

Many senior seniors and sisters left behind the freshmen they were in charge of just now, and swarmed to Canaan's side, leaving only the stunned freshmen behind.

Looking at the enthusiastic seniors and sisters, Canaan smiled helplessly. He didn't expect that he would be so popular in school.

"Sorry, everyone! I brought my own broom." Saying that, Canaan had no choice but to take out the Nimbus 1700 broom from the storage bag.

At this time, Mrs. Huo Qi flew over and roared: "What are you still doing here, go and take care of the freshmen, otherwise we will not be able to catch up with the entrance ceremony!"

Seeing the angry professor, everyone dispersed.

"Canaan, are you sure you can use a broomstick?" Mrs. Hooch looked at Canaan again and asked with some concern.

She is a professor of flying lessons, and she knows that freshmen who have never taken flying lessons may not be able to safely control a broomstick.

"Professor Huo Qi, don't worry, I have practiced for a long time." Canaan said confidently.

Mrs. Hooch nodded. She knew that Canaan was no ordinary little wizard. Hearing Hagrid's description just now, Canaan's combat power might be stronger than hers. Such a talented young wizard cannot be judged by common sense.

However, she still intends to fly by Canaan's side to avoid accidents.

"Can I ride on your broomstick?" Alita suddenly came to Canaan's side and asked softly.

Canaan was a little surprised, his eyes kept looking at Alita, and his face turned red when he saw the little girl.

It wasn't until he was sure that the combined weight of Alita and him would not exceed the carrying weight of the broomstick that he nodded and said, "No problem."

Roger was on Mrs. Hooch's broomstick, and Rove was on Robert's broomstick.

"I dare say that there has never been a class of freshmen who can meet the mermaid riot and enjoy the first-class service from the seniors like you." Robert joked with a smile.

"Then we are quite lucky." Rove shrugged helplessly.

Everyone rode away on broomsticks, leaving only Hagrid with a group of messy small wooden boats, and a bunch of dead fish surfacing with white bellies.

"Why is your spell so powerful?" Alita asked curiously on the broomstick.

"The accuracy of the spell, the frequency of shaking the wand when casting the spell, and the magic power in our body will all affect the power of the spell." Canaan explained slowly.

"Then where are you?"

"All of them!"

"Can you teach me?" Alita continued to ask.

"The professors at Hogwarts will teach you, they are much more knowledgeable than me." Canaan declined politely.

"Oh!"

 …

When Canaan and the others felt the castle's auditorium, it had already been decorated magnificently.

The seniors rushed to their seats, leaving the freshmen in the middle aisle.

Dumbledore knocked on the silver cup and said, "Welcome to the freshmen of this class very much!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

"Just now, the freshmen experienced a very thrilling encounter. Fortunately, no one was injured in this incident. I would like to offer my apology to everyone here!" After speaking, Dumbledore stood up and bowed to the freshmen .

"Of course, there are also young wizards who made mistakes in this incident, as well as young wizards who behaved very bravely." Dumbledore glanced at Canaan in the crowd, and then continued: "I will deal with them after they assign colleges. Reward as appropriate!"

"Now, start our sorting ceremony!"

Then Professor McGonagall walked slowly to the front of the stage, and she took out a worn black hat and a long piece of parchment.

"I'll say your names, come up when you're called, put on your hat and sit down to be assigned."

Some young wizards breathed a sigh of relief, and Canaan heard someone whispering, "So this is the sorting ceremony? Didn't George say he was going to fight the dragon?"

"Hell, he must have lied to us."

"I'm George, I never said, Fred must have lied to you!"

 …

"Quiet!" Dumbledore rang the silver cup again to restore order.

Professor McGonagall looked at the parchment with her amber eyes, and pronounced the first name: "Rolf Scamander!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Rove bravely walked up.

As soon as the hat touched Rove's head, the big mouth of the Sorting Hat shouted: "Hufflepuff!"

Amid the cheers of everyone, Rove happily walked to Hufflepuff's long table.

"Stikucci Matthews!"

A boy with short yellow hair came up.

The Sorting Hat shouted, "Slytherin!"

"Will Anthony Shepilly!" Professor McGonagall said a name again.

A boy with long blond hair walked up. He glanced at everyone with a piercing gaze, and put on the sorting hat.

Canaan remembered that he was the freshman who took the lead in attacking the murlocs.

The sorting hat seems to be a little tangled, "Slytherin is never suitable for you, it will magnify your ambitions, and your ingenuity is more suitable for Ravenclaw."

And Will frowned tightly, as if he was arguing with the Sorting Hat, and seemed to disagree with the Sorting Hat's words very much.

Finally, the Sorting Hat made up its mind and yelled, "Ravenclaw!"

"Damn broken hat!" Will yelled, angrily threw the sorting hat on the chair, and then walked to Ravenclaw's long table.

However, his behavior did not earn him any applause.

Professor McGonagall shook his head and continued to read: "George Veles!"

"Gryffindor!"

 …

Everything was going on as usual, and as the sorting ceremony continued, fewer and fewer people remained in the team.

And Roger was assigned to Ravenclaw, where he least wanted to go.

"Canaan Bryan!" Professor McGonagall smiled at Canaan who was coming up through his glasses.

Canaan's name obviously attracted everyone's attention, and countless people focused their attention on him.

"Brian is really here!"

"I heard that the new wand was designed and completed by him and his teacher."

"Brian and I are classmates!"

The people in the audience made all kinds of discussions.

Professor Snape on the staff seat also sat up straight, watching the scene with a rare look of expectation.