I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world

The moment Ian put down the sorting hat, it was also announced that today's ceremony was completely over.

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At this time, Principal Dumbledore also stood up. Like all principals, he must deliver a speech at the last moment, but fortunately, he always only spoke a little bit.

"Welcome everyone! Welcome to the beginning of the new school year at Hogwarts. Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words, that is: Idiot! Crying nose! Residue! Screw it! Thank you everyone!"

After saying only these few words, Dumbledore sat down again.

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"Looks a little crazy, right? My name is Robert Siad, fifth grade." A Ravenclaw student sitting next to Ian said with a smile.

"Ian Titus, transfer student, third grade."

Ian always responded to kindness and friendliness in equal measure. Because the banquet was about to begin, he only had a few words with the fifth-grade student and then ended the chat.

Interestingly, while they were chatting, Ian clearly discovered that the girls within a five-meter radius of him were silent, elegant and quiet like ladies, but their slightly pricked ears ruined the atmosphere.

Looking at the dazzling array of food that suddenly appeared on the plate in front of me: roast beef, fried lamb chops, pork chops, roast chicken, sausages, French fries, boiled potatoes, baked potato chips, Yorkshire patches, pea shoots, carrots, gravy, Ketchup, a variety of breads, and even mint candies.

Ian just picked some food close to him, a few pieces of roast beef, some bread and tomato sauce, and slowly started to enjoy his dinner.

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Compared to the chattering Gryffindors next door, Ravenclaw seems much quieter, but quiet does not mean slow. He discovered that the speed of the long table in his house was even slightly faster than that of Gryffindor.

Just because once the plate is empty, the food will be replenished immediately in the next second, so it is not easy to detect without careful observation.

There were not many people talking in the first half of the banquet. Everyone was focused on the food in front of them. It took about half an hour until everyone had filled their stomachs.

The rest of the food disappeared from the plate all at once, even though there was still a lot of food on the plate that had only been touched once or twice. But it seems that no little wizard has ever thought about these foods, where they come from, and where they return.

But Ian was quite interested in all of this, and the countdown that flashed in his mind all the time seemed to constantly remind him that there was still an apocalypse waiting for him, where the problem of food and clothing had not yet been solved.

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Turning the screen around, the dinner plates were as clean as ever. Within a few breaths, the desserts came again: ice cream with various flavors and special shapes, apple tarts, strawberry syrup cakes, chocolate sponge cake, berry donuts, jelly pudding, rice pudding...

After the desserts were served, everyone started to chat. Except for the freshmen who were a little reserved and didn't talk much, most of the old students didn't see each other because of a holiday. At this moment, it seems that everyone has transformed into a village intelligence agent, with countless exclusive news to share.

But this has nothing to do with Ian. At this moment, he is really like a soaring raven, hiding in the sky, overlooking all living beings on the earth.

The owl I once longed for as a child, and the dream of entering Hogwarts, have now come true. Silently, he was like a real audience, watching the familiar and unfamiliar scenes in front of him.

But this was a pain for the girls around him who wanted to get information. They looked at Ian who was silent and exuding an ethereal aura. Even though they repeatedly signaled to Robert, the other party just spread their hands and shrugged to show that they were helpless.

Time passed by so quietly, when the last dessert on the table disappeared. Professor Dumbledore stood up again, without any order, and everyone fell silent to listen to him.

"While everyone is not sleepy yet, I would like to mention a few more precautions, especially for first-year students. The forbidden forest behind the school is prohibited for all students.

Secondly, our castle administrator, Mr. Filch, also asked me to remind everyone not to cast spells in the corridors during recess. There are also 23 new magic tricks added this year that are prohibited from being brought into the school. For details, please go to Mr. Filch. Office viewing.

Quidditch will be held in the second week of this semester. Students in grade two or above who are interested in participating in the college varsity team, please contact Mrs. Huo Qi to register.

Finally, I must tell everyone that if you don’t want to encounter an accident and die a painful death, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor. "

After Dumbledore finished saying all the words he wanted to instruct, he winked at everyone and said loudly:

"Before everyone goes back to the dormitories, let's sing the school song together."

As soon as these words came out, the other professors' faces were obviously stiff. If there is one thing that Hogwarts cannot compare to other schools, the school song is the best among them. Of course, the subsidies for students are not as good as Beauxbatons.

Once upon a time, Newt Scamander, an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts, was harassed by a pair of sisters from Ilvermorny during the school song.

The songs sounded in various strange tones:

Hogwarts, Hogwarts…

Please teach us some knowledge, no matter we are bald old men.

Still a young boy with a scar on his knee,

We need some fun stuff in our heads,

Because now it's empty and full of air.

Dead flies and trivial details,

So please teach us something worth learning,

Recovering our long-forgotten memories.

You just need to do your best and leave the rest to us.

We will study hard until we turn to dust.

In fact, lyrics are needed, but the key is the accompaniment. Our great Professor Dumbledore chose "Funeral March" this year...

Whether they were old students who had been tortured for a long time or new students who looked confused, everyone was obviously not interested in the school song, and their singing was very perfunctory. Only the Weasley twin brothers sang the entire song.

Professor Dumbledore also thoughtfully directed the whole process for the two of them. The three of them highlighted the key points. As long as I am not embarrassed, then someone else will be embarrassed...

After the song was sung, as Professor Dumbledore announced that the opening banquet was over, the prefects stood up and led the students of the college back to their dormitories to go to bed.

Unlike the red-haired prefect of Gryffindor, he started gathering the new students in a hurry.

In comparison, Ravenclaw seemed slow and leisurely. The male prefect, who had just finished doing science popularization for the new students, was just letting the new students get together at the moment.

After completing the head count to ensure that no student was left behind, he began to lead the students back to their dormitories in a calm and unhurried manner.

Ian was also walking slowly with the large army at this moment, walked out of the restaurant, walked forward for about a quarter of an hour, and finally arrived at a tower of the castle.

There was a very steep spiral staircase in front of me. After passing through this dizzying spiral staircase, I came to a wooden door without a handle. The bare wooden door has no handle or keyhole, only an eagle-shaped bronze door knocker.

I saw the male prefect leading the team at the front stretched out his left hand and knocked lightly on the door. The eagle's beak on the bronze door knocker immediately opened, and a gentle and soothing voice came out: "Where is all the lost time?"

The prefect at this moment did not answer immediately, but turned to this year's freshmen and showed a cheerful smile:

"Entering the Ravenclaw common room is very simple. We never use passwords. You only need to answer a question on the door knocker. As long as the answer is correct, he can enter our common room even if he is not a Ravenclaw student. .”

"This is why Ravenclaw is better at thinking than the other three houses." At this moment, this year's new female prefect, the famous Miss Qingshui Penello, also said from the side.

The clear voice added: "Can anyone try to answer this question?"

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Ian without leaving any trace.

Ian turned a blind eye to this. It wasn't that he didn't know the answer, it was just that he didn't want to be in the limelight. He just wanted to learn magic quietly while enjoying this hard-won life.

‘Where is the disappearing time? ’ This kind of obviously open-ended question is similar to that of Zen Buddhism in previous lives. In fact, there are countless answers.

The simplest and smartest answer is - 'the time that disappears is in time'.

But it was obvious that the freshmen were new to Ravenclaw and were more willing to use this opportunity to prove their wisdom.

"In our memories!"

This is the answer of a first grade girl who has some baby fat.

"correct answer!"

The soft and soothing voice sounded from the bronze door knocker again, and the door opened in response, as if welcoming all the new students who were assigned to Ravenclaw.

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