Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Aisha sat on the teacher's seat of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor with a smile, and waved in Iger's direction with a sweet smile, and Iger returned a big smile.

"It's great, we finally have a normal-looking Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher..." Opposite Iger, Harry grinned.

Snape is on the right of Aisha, and Professor Flitwick is on the left. At this time, Professor Flitwick is happily talking to Aisha with his head up. It seems that Aisha is very happy to become a professor of defense against the dark arts. Yes yes.

Even Professor Sprout was chatting passionately with Aisha through Professor Flitwick. Of course, with Professor Flitwick's height, she could be at eye level with Aisha just by turning her head.

"Oh, come on..." Ron sighed. "I'm so hungry, I feel like I can eat Buckbeak raw now..."

"You can discuss it with it. If I remember correctly, you ate the most of the cauldron cake at noon, neither Ginny nor I ate." Hermione frowned.

Ron was a little embarrassed: "Boy, when you grow up..."

"Iger is also growing, and he hasn't eaten that much." Ginny snorted.

"He's a demon, but he needs to grow a body, wings, a tail, and horns..." Harry added, and then he laughed.

The auditorium door opened, and everyone fell silent. Professor McGonagall led a group of freshmen to the front of the auditorium.

"When I saw them, I felt that the rain just now was nothing. Did they fish them out of the lake?" Ron muttered softly.

A group of freshmen shivered at the curious eyes of the old students, and they didn't know whether they were frightened or frozen...

Professor McGonagall put a triangular stool on the front of the freshmen, and put the tattered sorting hat on the triangular stool. The first-year freshmen blinked and stared blankly at the broken hat, Iger also grinned and waited for the new song of the Sorting Hat this year. For a while, the auditorium was silent.

Finally, a crack near the brim opened like a mouth, and the Sorting Hat suddenly sang:

That was more than a thousand years ago,

I have just been woven into shape,

There were four famous wizards,

Their names survive to this day:

Brave Gryffindor,

from the barren swamp,

Fair Ravenclaw, from the peaceful river,

Kind Hufflepuff, from the open valley,

The shrewd Slytherin came from that quagmire.

They share a dream, a wish,

At the same time, there is a bold plan,

To bring up young wizards,

That's how Hogwarts was founded.

The four great wizards

Each builds his own academy,

in the students they teach

Valuable talents vary.

According to Gryffindor, the bravest

deserve the highest reward;

According to Ravenclaw, the most intelligent

always the most promising;

Hufflepuff felt that the hardest working

are most eligible for admission to the Academy;

And the power-hungry Slytherin

I like those ambitious teenagers the most.

The living years of the Four Wizards

Pick out the best students by yourself,

But when they sleep in Jiuquan,

How to pick out the talents among the students?

It was Gryffindor who figured it out,

He took me off his head,

The Big Four have injected me with ideas,

From now on, I will choose and evaluate!

Well, hold me well on the head,

I never looked away,

I want to see your mind,

Find out which academy you belong to!

At the end of the singing, there was warm applause in the auditorium.

"This year's production is not bad, is it?" Harry grinned and clapped his hands.

"Fortunately, after all, he is just a hat, he has a whole year to conceive a song..." Iger nodded.

In the next sorting ceremony, Iger was a little less interested.

"Look, Iger, Harry." Not far away, Colin whispered to Iger and Harry: "That's my brother, Dennis Creevey."

Iger turned his head to look, and a dog boy in Hagrid's mole fur coat stumbled and sat on the stool.

"Gryffindor!" the Sorting Hat yelled.

Iger slapped this song with a chuckle, and Hagrid, who happened to walk into the auditorium, couldn't help laughing, slapping that palm like a cattail fan.

As soon as the boy sat down, he talked excitedly with Colin, and then the two of them pointed in Iger's direction.

"Oh... Hurry up..." Ron looked very hungry.

"I think the sorting ceremony is more important than eating." Nico said softly, with his body on the table.

Ron immediately retorted: "Of course, you are dead, of course you would say that."

Nico shrugged, noncommittal: "I hope that this year's Gryffindor freshmen are all excellent talents."

"Here we have the devil, the half-blooded Queen Mother of the West, and the oldest one, what kind of talent do you want?" Harry looked at Nick and grinned, and Nick immediately burst out laughing.

Finally, the sorting ceremony was finally over.

Dumbledore stood up cheerfully, glanced at the students below and stretched their arms, making a welcome gesture: "I only have two words for you... eat!"

"Okay, okay!" Harry and Ron nodded frantically, with knives and forks in their hands, and the moment food appeared on the golden plate in front of them, they rushed up like vicious dogs.

In front of Iger was a large pot of steaming chicken soup. Iger elegantly filled Hermione's bowl with chicken soup, and harvested the little girl's admiring eyes.

Nico looked sadly at Harry and Ron, who were eating well, and kept talking about what happened to Peeves in the kitchen earlier.

"The whole kitchen is flooded with soup, and the house-elves are freaking out..." Nicole said.

Hermione hummed dissatisfiedly: "Sooner or later, I will liberate them all!"

"Your focus is really strange Mrs. Morrissey..." Seeing Hermione blushing, Nico said quietly: "Personally, I think you may be the strangest freak in Hogwarts in a century..."

Speaking, Nico noticed Iger beside Hermione, and then looked at Hermione apologetically: "Sorry, you are not..."

Iger: "..."

As the dessert gradually disappeared in the stomachs of the students, the last crumbs on the plate also disappeared, and the plate became clean again. Dumbledore stood up, and the noisy buzzing voice in the auditorium The sound stopped immediately, and only the howling wind and the beating of heavy rain outside the window could be heard in the auditorium of Nuoda University.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at the students below with a smile: "Now we are all full and drunk... I must ask everyone's attention again, and I have to announce a few announcements."

"First of all...Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to tell you that several items have been added to the prohibited items in the castle this year. They are screaming yo-yos, mace flying saucers, and combo boomerangs. Seventeen items can be seen in Mr. Filch's office, and those who are interested can check them out."

As he spoke, the corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times: "Of course, due to some special reasons, you can still get some interesting things this year, such as... well... the things in the Poison Egg Magic Wheezes can be purchased and used this year. Yes, but I still want to remind everyone to abide by the school rules and not to play pranks in the corridors and classrooms."

The twins cheered. A group of teachers in the teacher's seat had weird faces, and Iger grinned.

This is really embarrassing for Dumbledore...