DNF Meets Harry Potter

After Luna put on the sorting hat, she noticed Professor Flitwick next to her. Surprised by Professor Flitwick's figure, which made her protruding eyes even bigger.

Carl looked at her earrings, supported his chin and fell into deep thought: "It's really awesome to have your ears pierced at such a young age. Only after the second awakening, you have to be at level 90 to be eligible..."

Karl is still thinking here, while the law of time and space and historical inertia are there. The moment the sorting hat touched Luna's hair, it called out Ravenclaw.

Karl and the Ravenclaw students applauded the new school girl.

Luna found a seat next to Senior Sister Penello and sat down, with curious lights shining in her big eyes, she began to observe the remaining little wizards.

At this moment, the sorting ceremony was already halfway through.

"Ginny Weasley." Professor Flitwick continued to shout, holding the roster.

Soon Ginny walked forward with trembling steps, sat down on the rickety stool, and anxiously waited for her fate.

But obviously she was overthinking, because every red-haired Weasley would undoubtedly go to Gryffindor.

With a beautiful wave of his wand in Professor Flitwick's hand, the tattered Sorting Hat automatically flew up and placed on the girl's head.

As swift as Luna was, the hat had barely touched her red hair for a second before yelling, "Ah! Another Weasley! Then, without a doubt!"

"Gryffindor!"

Ginny finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard about her own house, and ran towards the Gryffindor dining table with a little red face.

The twins slapped the table excitedly and began to yell, the Gryffindor table burst into applause for a while, and the little lions were always full of energy. Compared to his younger brother Ron, who was not very popular with Percy, Ginny was much better. I saw him showing off to everyone in Gryffindor loudly: "See? That girl, but my sister !"

In comparison, the applause that Luna received was much smaller than that of Ginny. After all, the bluffing of Ginny's brothers was as loud as half of Ravenclaw House.

Afterwards, the names of a dozen or so little wizards were read out by Professor Flitwick. Suddenly, the sorting ceremony also came to an end.

Professor Flitwick looked to the end of the roster and read out the last name.

"Nialee Harris!"

The restaurant suddenly fell silent, followed by whispers...

"This last name?"

"Listen to this name, is it the younger sister of this guy Karl? Why have you never heard him mention it?"

"She is so beautiful!"

...

Thanks to Carl's messy things in the last school year, he teamed up with the savior before the summer vacation to directly smash Quirrell's conspiracy. This has brought a high degree of attention to matters related to him.

Malfoy couldn't help standing on tiptoe when he heard the name, looking around curiously. Carl had fixed him a few times last term and he still hasn't forgotten.

But that Parkinson was beside him at the moment, how could she bear seeing her beloved man looking at other women?

So, her two fingers stretched out involuntarily and lightly touched Malfoy's slender waist, and then twisted as if she had real Parkinson's.

"Draco~, what are you looking at. Why don't you share it with me?"

Pansy Parkinson looked at Malfoy with a half-smile, but his strength in his hands was unrelenting.

Malfoy's original curious face turned livid in an instant, and he turned stiffly to look at Pansy.

"No~, it's nothing. I was just looking at the door, Pote~ This time, something so big has happened, and it fell into the hands of the dean. I don't know if I will be expelled?" Malfoy endured. The sharp pain in his waist lied.

"That's good~..."

After hearing Malfoy's explanation, although Pansy still had some disbelief in her heart, she finally let go of Malfoy's hand and began to observe the girl who made the whole Hogwarts curious.

With a calm smile on her face, Naiyali walked slowly. The black wizard robes originally worn by Hogwarts began to change styles and gradually changed into a plain white mysterious long dress.

Along the way, there was a crackling sound under her feet, and countless tiny green shoots appeared on the path leading to the auditorium between the four long tables.

The buds grew very quickly, covering the entire path in a short while, and then, flowers of various colors bloomed, and the entire platform suddenly became a sea of ​​flowers, and bursts of faint floral fragrance came to the nostrils.

Carl smiled lightly, she didn't expect Naiyali to think so high-profile. But in this case, how could he not help her?

She is his only one!

Carl waved his hand lightly, a gust of breeze blew by, and the fragrance of flowers became stronger. Then the wind gradually increased, and the flowers on the path that could not be seen at a glance swayed with the wind. With the movements of Carl's hands, faint music floated from the sky, bringing people into the dream world like fairy sounds, and the petals flying all over the sky fluttered with the wind, and the petals gathered more and more.

Nayali's long silver hair fluttered with the wind, and the mysterious snow-white long skirt was made of a material that could not be seen. The petals in the air fell on the skirt and were printed on it. Slowly, the long skirt turned into a flower skirt ...

Her silver-white hair was dragged down to her waist, and colorful petals were falling in her hair. On her snow-white neck, the string of sunstone necklaces that Karl had given her before were shining slightly. As Nayali's figure turned, the petals gathered around her body spread out leisurely, fluttering like a butterfly.

By the time she got to the slightly wobbly chair, Naiyali had already completed all the operations. Professor Flitwick watched, dumbfounded. As Karl's Headmaster in Ravenclaw, he didn't let her worry at all.

Looking at it now, how could the younger sister of such a troublemaker be such a fuel-efficient lamp...

Nayali gently picked up the Sorting Hat, which was almost blinding her eyes, and just touched it. The patches, dirt and layers of damage on the Sorting Hat that had been witnessed for thousands of years began to repair at an extremely fast speed. tend to be perfect.

Then she turned her head and smiled at Carl, playfully putting on the Sorting Hat as if it had just been made.

The perfect operation caught the attention of all the little wizards and professors in Hogwarts at that moment.

Especially Lockhart, who was originally sitting in Professor Quirrell's seat, his eyes shone with excitement.

"There is new material, maybe I should..."

Gilderoy Lockhart thought so.

"Mr. Hat, maybe it's time for you to get to work..."

Naiyali reminded the Sorting Hat who was still in a daze, and slowly sat on the shaky chair.

The scene makes up for itself. . .