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Hermione turned her gaze forward as the carriage moved. As a result, she was surprised to see some animals standing between the usually empty poles. They look a bit like reptiles, with heads that look like dragons. There was no flesh on them, the black fur clinging to the skeleton, every bone clearly visible. The pupilless eyes were white, staring intently. Bat-like wings were born from the bulge between the shoulder bones.

"I really don't understand, these carriages used to be able to walk on their own, why are these terrifying black winged horses pulling them this year?" Hermione said to Ryan, she thought the animals looked a bit scary and didn't know why the school Use them to pull carts for students.

"I think they should have been here all the time. The reason you haven't seen them before is because they are Thestrals," Ryan explained.

"Thestrals? Wait, I have an impression. Do you have to see death to see them?" Hermione nodded thoughtfully. "I think it's a good thing that I can see them in this situation, at least I can be prepared in this regard. Unfortunately, there will be more and more little wizards who can see them in the future."

When Thestral drove into Hogwarts and stopped in front of the castle, Ryan and quickly jumped out of the carriage and walked into the hall. It was very warm in the hall, Ryan and the others found Harry Ron and Ginny sitting together in the center of the table in Gryffindor, so they sat down in the empty seat opposite them.

"Ryan, I saw a strange creature in front of the carriage, but neither Ron nor Ginny saw it, do you know what's going on?" As soon as Ryan sat down, Harry hurried over and asked, Luo Eunhagini pricked up her ears and listened.

"Cedric didn't hang up last year." Lane's first reaction was actually this, and later he recalled that he killed little Crouch and Peter in front of Harry last year, and he was equivalent to seeing death. So Ryan repeated what he had just told Hermione in the carriage.

After helping Harry popularize, Ryan looked at the staff seat. Hagrid went to the giants this year as well, which was evident from the lack of that oversized chair on the staff bench. Other than that, other professors are doing business as usual.

The only newcomer was Umbridge, short and fat, with short curly taupe hair and a very ugly big pink bow tied with the fluffy piece she wore over her robe. The pink cardigan goes well. But seriously, her age is really not suitable for this girlish style.

Wearing a dark purple robe strewn with silver stars and a matching hat, Dumbledore sat in the golden high-back chair next to her, tilting his head towards Umbridge, who was facing his. Ears speak.

At this time, Professor Grapland came out from the small door behind the faculty chair, walked to the end of the table, and sat in the seat where Hagrid was sitting. That is to say, the first-year students must have crossed the lake to the castle.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the door to the hall opened, and a long line of first-year freshmen, who seemed to be in shock, was led into the auditorium by Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall was holding a stool on which was an old wizard hat, patch-by-patch, with a wide gap beside the frayed brim.

The hum of conversation in the auditorium gradually died down. The first-year students lined up at the staff desk, facing the other grades. Professor McGonagall carefully placed the stool in front of them, then stepped back.

All the teachers and students in the school waited with bated breath. Then the slit by the brim opened like a mouth, and the Sorting Hat sang this year's song. "…Oh, know the danger, read the omens, the lessons of history warn us, our Hogwarts is in danger, and enemies outside the school are watching. We must be united within, or everything will fall apart from within. …”

The hat stopped moving again. There was applause all around, but there were murmurs, because the Sorting Hat's song was unusual this year,

Usually only the source of the four colleges and the reasons for the branch will be introduced. This time, the Sorting Hat issued a direct warning, and the students present had never encountered it before.

Luckily the ghosts know something and the headless Nick tells them the Sorting Hat will give the school a proper warning when it feels it has a moral duty to do so, historically, but not in a good way. sign.

"The dark cloud is crushing the city! I just hope that this time fewer people will die than before." Lane thought silently in his heart. At this time, Professor McGonagall announced the list of first-year freshmen, everyone's attention was quickly diverted, and the buzzing in the auditorium stopped abruptly. Professor McGonagall glanced at the four tables again with a frown, then lowered his eyes to the long piece of parchment in his hand, and called out the first name. "Euan Abercrombie."

Slowly, the long team of first-year freshmen dwindled a little bit, and the four colleges had already accepted a lot of freshmen. In the end, Ross Zeller was sorted into Hufflepuff, and Professor McGonagall picked up his hat and The stool strode away when Professor Dumbledore stood up to announce the start of the dinner.

The dinner was as sumptuous as ever. After the meal, Dumbledore began to arrange some things as in previous years. But he was interrupted by Umbridge coughing.

Ryan only observed her frontal face at this time, and it can only be said that compared with the movie, the movie actors chosen at that time were definitely beautified. The real Umbridge had a pale, toady face and droopy, bulging eyes. Very uncomfortable after watching it.

And her voice was high, high-pitched and angry, like a little girl's voice, which made her disgusting even more. And her tone of treating all the students as five-year-olds aroused the disgust of all the students, but she didn't care at all, and began to recite a speech in a rigid tone.

"The Ministry of Magic has always believed that educating young wizards is a very important thing. Some of the precious gifts you are born with may be fruitless if not nurtured and exercised under careful guidance. The ancient skills unique to the magical world must be passed down from generation to generation, or they will disappear—"

This kind of nutritious words quickly lost everyone's interest, and the attention of the little wizards began to gradually disperse. Compared with the silence when Professor Dumbledore spoke, the auditorium was a little noisy now.

"—Let us keep moving forward into a new era of enlightenment, efficiency and reason, firmly maintaining what should be maintained, improving what needs to be improved, and discarding what we should ban." After ten minutes, the long and boring speech finally ended. Dumbledore began to applaud politely, and the other teachers also clapped their hands a few times. Because most of the students were deserting their thoughts, only a few people followed and applauded.

"This guy is the one who destroyed Dementors in front of a bunch of jury members," Harry said to Ryan and the others. "By the way, what did she just say? Sounds like a lot of nonsense to me."

"There is something very important hidden in the nonsense." Ryan said, "It seems that the lessons taught to the Ministry of Magic during the holidays are not enough. Their goal is now to fight Dumbledore in an all-round way, and even stretched their dirty hands to the school. inside."

Harry and Ron had a stern look on their faces, but Ryan had no time to explain it to them. There was a clatter of tables, chairs and benches around. Apparently, Dumbledore had announced the disbandment of the teachers and students of the school, because everyone stood up and prepared to leave the auditorium.

"It's time for us to show the first-year freshman. See you later." After speaking, Ryan and Hermione stood up and started shouting, "First-year freshman! Come and gather here."

Seeing that they were so busy, Harry and Ron could only temporarily give up the idea of ​​the root cause, shrugged their shoulders and walked towards Gryffindor Tower.