Previously, since he was facing other students, Sean just glanced at the teacher’s desk roughly. Now that the sorting ceremony was coming to an end, he finally had ti to take a good look.
Unexpectedly, just as he raised his head, he t a pair of bright lake-blue eyes. Sean recognized the person’s identity imdiately because he already had four of each other’s chocolate frog pictures.
Albus Dumbledore.
The sudden look from him made Sean panic involuntarily. Because he may be the strongest wizard in the world today. Sean still showed an impeccable and elegant smile and nodded slightly to show his respect.
Dumbledore’s eyes under his glasses contained a gentle smile. He raised his glass to give a gesture and then looked away.
Sean breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although many people had mixed opinions on the old man, in Sean’s opinion, he would not use Legilincy on him at will.
After the last student was assigned to Slytherin, the long sorting ceremony finally ended. Seeing Dumbledore stand up, Sean quickly opened the panel and entered the lottery page.
He stared at Dumbledore like the other students. Dumbledore stood up from the golden chair with a smile on his face, and he stretched out his arms as if nothing would make him happier than seeing new faces in Hogwarts.
“Welco to Hogwarts, first-year students! Before the banquet starts, I want to say a few words.”
At the sa ti, Sean stared at him with a smile on his face and imdiately gave an order in his heart.
*Fifty draws*
The brilliant light flashed, and Sean imdiately discovered the dazzling golden light.
“I thank you, everyone.” Dumbledore laughed and sat down amid the applause of everyone.
Sean also applauded lightly. If it weren’t for his family’s etiquette lesson, he would have liked to stand up and whistle like the Weasley twins.
However, before he could check the results of the lottery, a hand stretched out from the side.
“Hello there, I’m Cotton Byrne.” A senior introduced himself.
“Hello! Nice to et you. I’m Sean Wallup.”
The seniors began chatting with the new students, and Sean heard what the other tables were discussing.
The Gryffindors were talking about Quidditch, wizard duels, etc. The Hufflepuffs began to start their dinner, and the Ravenclaws had already begun to discuss the course of the sester.
After greeting Cotton with a few words, Sean asked him about the professors on the front table.
“Let’s start on the left,” Cotton cleared his throat, “that’s the Care of Magical Creatures professor, Professor Silvanus Kettleburn, and my advice is, be careful with every single thing he hands you.”
“Next one is Professor Aurora Sinistra, the teacher of the Astronomy Class. You can stay in the lounge for a while in her class because the classroom is in the tower where our lounge is located.”
“Next is the Flying Instructor, Rolanda Hooch.”
“That’s the Divination Teacher, Professor Sybill Trelawney. She’s always talking to herself very much, for so reason.”
“That’s the Muggle Studies teacher, Professor Charity Burbage. She was on a break, but the forr Muggle Studies teacher, Professor Quirrell, has turned into a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this sester. She had to co back to teaching again.”
Sean turned his attention to Quirrell. He was not wearing a headscarf and was talking to a colleague next to him.
Is this a coincidence? Sean thought in his mind.
Cotton continued, “That’s the Herbology teacher, Professor Pomona Sprout. Who is also the head of Hufflepuff house.”
“That’s our head is Professor Flitwick, the Charm class teacher. Don’t underestimate him because of his height. He was the champion of the Dueling Club back then.”
“That’s our Transfiguration Teacher, Professor Minerva McGonagall. She’s the head of Gryffindor’s house. I advise you not to ss or do anything mischievous in front of her.”
After introducing several other teachers, only a sowhat bald old man was left on the long table.
“That’s the head of Slytherin house, our potions teacher, Professor Horace Slughorn. Well, he’s known to have a bad reputation. You’ll find out after you take his class.”
Sean thought that Snape should teach the potions class.
However, Cotton continued, “But he’s only been on the job for four years at Hogwarts. Before that was, wait, what was that teacher’s na? Professor Snape?” Cotton looked thoughtful, “It should be that him. According to the seniors, his reputation is worse than Professor Slughorn’s.”
Sean showed an interested expression, “Wait, what happened?”
Cotton shrugged, “I don’t know either. But last year, Professor Trelawney made a prophecy, and I don’t know how it transpired, but she said that Professor Snape might be coming back, and many students were worried.”
Returning? Sean gave a smile, which was interesting.
After the introduction, Cotton waved his hand, “Alright, now it’s ti for us to enjoy the food.”
Sean turned his head and found that there were many delicious dishes on the table. Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, salami, steak, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, chips, Yorkshire pudding, carrots, gravy, ketchup, and for so odd reason, Peppermint candy.
It looks good. Sean avoided the black pudding in front of him and grabbed a steak. Although this is called pudding, it’s blood sausage with minced at added. It tastes really weird.
Sean ate his dinner while maintaining his etiquette on the table. The sorting ceremony took too long, and he was starving.
During this period, the others ate the food pile before him. Sean t the eyes of another student. It was a student with long, bright silver hair and gold-rimd glasses.
The small third-year senior was watching him calmly.
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