Dumbledore's glasses are like Conan discovers the real murderer, and the lenses will illuminate the bringing.

"Of course, it's my honor." Hera ignored the crazy clinging to her Qilu under the table, and answered in a graceful and faint manner.

As the two talked, the double-open door in the hall opened.

A new student came in under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, and Harry was among them.

Dumbledore's attention was also focused on the freshman, and Hera also tactfully terminated the chat.

Chatting with Dumbledore was so painful. God knew what pit this old fox would dig for him.

You know, how could this be a man who defeated two generations of Dark Kings be as brilliant as the outside world said?

Those who play tricks are dirty!

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-corner stool in front of the first-year freshman, and then placed a pointed wizard hat on it. The hat was patched, and it was worn out and very dirty.

But these are not within Hera's considerations, he is just thinking about having a meal at this moment!

Let’s have a meal! Let’s have a meal now!

If I don’t have a meal, the bag of Bibidobeans and licorice wands I had hidden before were almost finished!

But everything has to wait until the branch is over. Fortunately, there are not many freshmen in Hogwarts every year, so you can do it as long as you don’t have any embarrassment.

Hat embarrassment is an ancient Hogwarts term used to describe students who have more than five minutes of schoolwork, and the exceptions that the classwork hat takes particularly long to carefully consider.

It rarely happens, it only happens once every fifty years.

Hera is like a hamster stealing snacks in class. He put a few Bibido beans when everyone is not paying attention, or lowered his head and ate a bite of the licorice magic wand.

When Quirre looked at Hera's incredible appearance, the contempt in his eyes almost materialized.

Voldemort looked at Hera with great relief through Quirrell's eyes.

"It's really good, the meal is so delicious..."

The branch hat was like in previous years, sang an ugly song and used lyrics to black Slytherin.

Hera could see Snape next to Kiro from the angle. His hands were tightly clamped together and his face was tense, as if he had encountered something extremely annoying.

After singing the song at the branch hat, the audience burst into applause. Hera also took advantage of the applause to pour Bibido beans into his mouth and chewed them quickly.

The branch hat bowed to the four dining tables and then stopped moving.

Professor McGonagall took a few steps towards the freshman and started reading in the order of parchment on his hands.

"Whoever I call my name now will wear a hat, put it on the stool, and wait for the branch."

"Hannah Aibo!"

Everything seemed to be orderly, but Hera was not very comfortable. In order to leave a good impression on Harry, he did not eat much snacks, and even took a few licorice wands while Harry was not paying attention.

As for Bibidobeans?

That was something Harry dared not eat. Hera, based on the principle of not wasting, "reluctantly" solves Harry's solution.

The branch ceremony was very fast, and it was not until a girl, who had been thinking about the branch hat for four minutes before she announced that she had been assigned to Gryffindor.

"Oh, isn't that little guy?" Hera looked at the brown-haired little witch with interest. She...have courage?

I'm afraid it's not reckless!?

It's indeed a stupid lion.

Hera thought so, if she hadn't had her, she would have eaten fried chicken legs with crispy outside and tender inside. At the same time, she silently wrote down her name - Hermione Granger.

It seems that he is from a Muggle, but there seems to be no one in the pure blood family with the surname Granger.

But just when Hera was happy to find that there were only a few people left, the branch hat hesitated again...

This time Hera recognized it. It was the crying round-faced boy who could lose his toad and cry for this matter. He must have entered the mediocre Hufflepuff, right?

“Gryffindor!”

The face hurts so much...

When the Division Hat shouted "Gryffindor", Neville ran away with her hat. If it weren't for the laughter, he wouldn't have known that he had taken the Division Hat away.

With a bunch of little wizards splitting the academy, finally, it was finally the turn of - "Harry Potter!"

People in the restaurant heard Harry's name suddenly whispering like a small flame.

"Damn Potter!"

Hera heard Snape's vicious and low swearing, it seemed that Snape and the Porter family had a bad relationship...

The sequencing hat was taken to his head by Harry, and then it fell silent again.

Hera was a little impatient when she waited. What else could she give?

Gryffindor! I've told you.

With his brainless appearance, if he doesn't go to Gryffindor, would he go to Slytherin?

“Gryffindor!”

The branch hat shouted the last name to the entire restaurant. Hera applauded excitedly, and finally Harry finished the meal and left the meal one step closer!

Hera doesn't believe it anymore. Can the three little wizards in the next take more than ten minutes?

I dare not say anything else, just that Weasley, with his toes, knew that he would definitely go to Gryffindor.

Fools are contagious.

However, after Harry sat at Gryffindor's table, he saw Hera in the guest seat of the high platform showing a gratifying expression, and his heart was filled with joy - Hera did not hate him because he did not go to Slytherin.

In fact, Harry still wants to go to Slytherin, after all, Hera also graduated there.

However, the Sorting Hat insisted that he had the courage to be fearless and divided him to Gryffindor...

Well... Harry couldn't cover his separator hat's mouth in this matter, and he called out Slytherin himself, right?

The branch ceremony finally ended, Dumbledore stood up and delivered a simple speech, but Hera did not pay attention to the content because...

The dishes are finally served!!!

Just use a fork to insert a lamb steak and stuff it into your mouth.

Life... is perfect!

Hogwarts’ meals are placed outside, so this meal costs at least 1... Well, no, 2 Jin Jialong!

Hera tried his best to maintain his elegance. There were so many people here, but it was not as harmful as last time.

A cool boy's character has become a starving ghost.

Despite slowing down, Hera's mouth did not stop for a moment, which made Qilu's idea of ​​chatting with him fail, so he could only pull Professor Snape beside him to chat.

"Oh, now everyone is full and drinks. I want to say a few more words to everyone..." Dumbledore stood up and the restaurant returned to quiet.

Hera sat on the chair and rubbed her stomach lightly at an angle invisible to the students below.

It’s really the most comfortable to eat!

It seems like I'm going back to have a sleep...

Wait, what did Dumbledore say before?
Chapter completed!