Simultaneous time travel: Am I the only normal person?

Professor McGonagall raised her hand, and the door was completely opened by magic, and the little wizards followed closely.

But she did not take the students to the hall first, but came to a small room first.

Professor McGonagall stopped and waited. After all the little wizards came in, she said solemnly:

"Welcome to Hogwarts."

"The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you take your seats in the hall, you all need to first determine which college you should enter."

"Sorting is a very important ceremony."

Luke blinked. He had heard this sentence many times.

When he was a child, Professor Snape did not know how to take care of children, and he was busy with affairs, so it was difficult for him to accompany Luke all the time.

What's more, what he did was not suitable for having a child around.

Fortunately, the professors in the college were kind-hearted. They arranged their time with each other and took care of little Luke at different times.

It was for this reason that Luke occasionally appeared at the ceremony to welcome new students.

In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and after a large number of Hogwarts students graduated.

Luke, who was loved by students and professors, even had the strange title of "Son of Hogwarts".

"I'll pick you up when it's ready there."

"Now, please keep quiet."

Professor McGonagall said, and then she returned to the hall first.

"How should they sort us into other colleges correctly? Do you know?"

Harry, a newbie in magic, asked.

"I think it might be some kind of entrance exam."

Hermione, who was also a half-newbie, guessed.

But at this time, Neville's face changed.

He remembered!

"My uncle told me that we need to fight trolls to enter school!" Neville panicked.

Although he didn't remember what his grandmother said, he remembered what his uncle said!

Although Neville would rather not remember it.

The brain that was hit by the Forgetting Curse was indeed extraordinary.

Ron nodded beside him, and his brother also told him so.

Harry and Hermione stared at each other. Is the sorting ceremony of Hogwarts School so Spartan?

Troll: If you are a freshman, you will come to chop me?

"I don't think so. Fighting trolls every year, how tired they must be."

Luke explained, and several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, I think we have to change to dragons this year."

Luke continued to add.

Hearing this, the freshmen around who just thought Luke was reasonable suddenly turned green.

"Luke, are you kidding?"

Neville stuttered.

He is not like Ron, who is stupid and knows nothing except eating.

Grandma told him that Luke's father is the dean of Hogwarts!

As the dean's child, he must know the sorting ceremony in advance.

Could it be that they really have to fight a dragon-slaying battle tonight?

Luke smiled.

"Who knows?"

At this time, Professor McGonagall came back.

"Please follow me."

She led the freshmen into the hall.

The other students were already sitting around four long tables. Thousands of candles floating in the air above the tables illuminated the hall. The four tables were placed with glittering golden plates and tall wine glasses.

There was another long table on the platform at the top of the hall, which was the seat for the teachers.

The candlelight flickered, and the hundreds of faces looking at them were like pale lanterns.

Luke looked up and saw stars twinkling on the velvety black ceiling.

"I saw it in "Hogwarts, a History of the School""

It was Hermione.

However, as a son of Hogwarts, Luke, did he need to introduce the school to him?

Luke said nothing, and let the child talk about whatever he wanted.

Look, he was holding back for the child all the way.

What Luke was more curious about was whether the book "Hogwarts, a History of the School" really existed?

He had lived in Hogwarts for so many years, and when he was bored before, he had thought about finding this book to read.

After all, Hermione often mentioned this book in the original book.

The weird thing is that no matter how he searched the library, he even asked the administrator Ms. Pince for help.

But he just couldn't find this book that should be placed in Hogwarts according to the setting.

And what's even weirder is that you have to ask old Dumbledore if he knows this book.

Old Dumbledore will tell you who the author of this book is, what information is not in line with reality, and which stories are more interesting.

Ask other old professors and they all know more or less.

But as long as it involves physical objects, they just don't have it.

It's really a personal prop bound to Hermione, and other people have no right to own it, right?

Outrageous, outrageous!

Bullying honest people, right!

From then on, Luke completely lost hope in this idealistic world.

While dealing with the excited Hermione, Luke looked up at the teacher's seat not far away.

Old Dumbledore was full of energy, and anyone who saw him thought he could be the principal for another 40 or 50 years.

Then he forced the vice-principal Professor McGonagall to leave.

It's worthy of England, the hawk-watching tactic passed down from generation to generation.

Look further.

Oh~ This face full of hatred and deep hatred is Professor Snape.

Professor Snape frowned when he saw a little girl following his child.

But now the Sorting is almost done, so there is no way to say more. Let's ask in the evening.

Professor Snape suppressed his emotions and kept a cold face.

Continue reading.

Oh~

Isn't this my poor Professor Quirrell?

Wearing a turban, the garlic smell is pungent, which is the smell that Professor Snape, who doesn't like cleanliness, can tolerate.

However, Professor Snape, where is your Death Eater radar?

They are so close, and I have to sigh:

Ah, Tom~

Senior Tom didn't say anything and tried his best to shrink behind Professor Quirrell's head.

Old Dumbledore and Old Bi were guarding the back door, and his student didn't dare to show his face.

They have a deep relationship between master and apprentice. When they meet, they must eat some melons together to quench their thirst.

Old Dumbledore nodded happily to Luke, little Luke, are you here?

The people around Luke immediately started to discuss.

"Did Principal Dumbledore look at me just now?"

"No, he was looking at me."

"I'm going to enter Gryffindor, he must be looking at me!"

Luke smiled but didn't say anything.

At this time, the Sorting Hat finished his self-introduction and began to sort the houses.

"Whoever's name I call now, put on the hat, sit on the chair, and start the sorting."

On the side, Professor McGonagall held a piece of parchment and read carefully:

"Hannah Abbott!"

The Iron Hat King immediately staggered out of the queue.

Cheer, celebrate, Hogwarts is about to welcome a great king!

When she put on the hat, the whole Hogwarts was whispering.

The Iron Hat King, Hannah Abbott ascended the throne.

I am confused while writing, almost, but I caught up anyway. I will send 6,000 tomorrow and save 4,000 to prepare for the listing. Then the brothers can blast my brain hard!

I am a new book publisher and I will update it steadily. I beg all the good brothers to support me. I kowtow and ask for collection and investment recommendation tickets! ! !