Selma was surprised and embarrassed. It made her look slow and a bit like a sloth. Of course, it’s the kind of sloth that looked good. Although this description is a bit strange, this is the first impression that popped up in Sean, Hermione’s, and Harry’s minds.
“Oh, Professor Babbling likes to talk about her students.” She said calmly.
Sean was imdiately in awe. In his opinion, anyone who can learn ancient runes is a genius, and Professor Babling has always been known for her strictness.
“Is the ancient rune difficult?” He asked seriously.
Selam shook her head, “In my opinion, not really.”
Sean’s rune talent is only level 2, and he expressed his frustration.
Selma saw his expression and smiled slightly, “It may have sothing to do with my parents’ occupations since they are both archaeologists.”
“Archaeologist? That’s cool.” Harry exclaid, “My friend’s brother is studying the pyramids in Egypt.”
“Well, they’re not wizards, and they don’t know magic,” Selma explained. “I’m actually Swedish, but because Durmstrang doesn’t accept Muggle-born wizards, I ca to Hogwarts.”
“What about Nurngard?” Sean asked.
Selma said, “Because of my family’s influence, I prefer Hogwarts with its historical roots.”
The carriage started to drive, and the Thestral, which rubbed its head against Sean, looked back.
“You can see Thestrals, too, right?” Selma asked Sean.
Seeing Sean nod, she smiled and was quite excited to et soone of the sa kind.
“Thestrals?” Hermione looked suspiciously at the shaft of the carriage. As far as she could see, it was still empty.
“Thestrals are only seen by people who have seen death,” Sean explained, “which gives them a rather unlucky reputation. When in fact, Thestrals are friendly creatures.”
Selma nodded and added, “If you can interact with them, you can even ride them.”
“Those who have seen death?”
“Well, there are always many accidents in life.” Sean spread his hands.
The carriages carried the students staggering and creaking across the gravel road. They soon passed the school gate, and Hogwarts Castle was getting closer.
They could vaguely see the towers and so windows that glowed red.
The carriage stopped beside the stone steps leading to the gate. They got off, Sean touched the back of the Thestral. In the eyes of Hermione and Sean, he was rubbing the air.
After saying goodbye to the Thestral and Selma, they walked into the brightly lit hall, and Hermione whispered along the way, “Are you not joking about it, Sean?”
“Of course not, you can ask Professor Scamander about it.”
He happened to see Newt, who had just sat down at the teacher’s table, and he smiled at him. Although Sean thought he wanted to talk about sothing to him for a mont.
The other students walked into the hall one by one, and the professors ca out from the side and sat down one after another. Sean noticed that Snape had taken his place early on, scanning everyone with his cold eyes.
Sean was even a little excited. He was a bit upset that all the electronic equipnt in Hogwarts would fail. How interesting would it be to record Snape with a video recorder?
Of course, the idea of recording Snape for only self-entertainnt itself is dangerous. He didn’t want to collapse at the entrance ceremony table because of food poisoning.
A short while later, Dumbledore erged in his robe, smiling as he greeted the cheers of the students. After he took the seat, Professor McGonagall led the freshn in.
The freshn walked in nervously, full of anticipation, excitent, and a little bit of fear. They wore long robes and pointed hats, and many of them straightened their hats from ti to ti.
“It feels different knowing we were in their position last year.” Hermione whispered in his ear.
Sean smiled and nodded. This feeling happens to all students in the world. When facing new students, old students will always unconsciously grow a feeling of seniority among them.
Sean saw that Daisy and Ginny were standing together. The two girls attracted a lot of attention.
Daisy was not so nervous as before, Probably because of the reason he had inford her in advance. From ti to ti, she comforted Ginny, who was holding her robe tightly.
Sean looked at the teacher’s desk and almost laughed out loud. Snape was pretending to be calm while shaking his goblet. But since the banquet hadn’t started, the goblet was empty.
His eyes focused in Daisy’s direction from ti to ti.
Sean saw Snape’s eyes turn and quickly lowered his head, he was afraid that if he laughed and he would be jinxed or punished.
Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on a stool. She picked up a parchnt paper to call the students.
“Please step forward if your na is called.”
“Salis Alberta.” A tall girl ran over quickly and almost knocked over the high stool.
Ten seconds later, the Sorting Hat shouted, “Gryffindor!”
Amid the cheers and applause, Salis walked towards the table of the Gryffindor with a flushed face.
“Komaya Berger.”
“Ravenclaw!”
The short, skinny boy beca Ravenclaw’s first freshman. Sean and Hermione applauded enthusiastically together.
This year’s freshn are less than last year’s, probably not more than eighty students. It’s unknown whether it’s because there are fewer students or because Nurngard took so of them away.
The sorting ceremony was going on in an orderly manner.
“Daisy Potter.”
Daisy happily and nervously walked to the stool and many boys secretly gave out admiration. Sean looked at the teacher’s desk. Snape stretched his neck and just glanced at Daisy. He quickly looked away and looked at the boys who were looking at her.
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