This summer vacation seemed to pass quickly.
When Sherlock thought that Voldemort and the Death Eaters would take action during this period, the other party was unusually quiet, as if he had suddenly transformed from a radical to a Buddhist youth.
Likewise, just when Sherlock was speculating on Voldemort's next move, his short two-month summer vacation was already over.
"What's going on?"
Sherlock didn't come back to his senses.
His mother, Ellie, had already started to pack things for him and Asinsha for the new semester.
This made Sherlock sigh that free time always flies by so fast.
"Now our Mephisto family has a particularly prominent position in the magical world.
The outside world always describes our family as monopolizing power in the Ministry of Magic.
Of course, you are the center behind this, so try not to be too aggressive in school.
It’s eye-catching, and you told me before that you should try your best to mobilize all the resources of the magical world, focusing on Hogwarts.”
In front of the gate of Mephisto Manor, Fu Meng spoke earnestly to Shylock.
As expected, offspring that are too outstanding often make their parents worry more.
Sherlock had told Fulmond before that it was impossible for Mephisto to fall to Voldemort's camp, but the risk of running alone would be too great, so the best solution was to reach an agreement with Hogwarts.
A cooperative alliance strategy, of course, does not rely on the students of Hogwarts, but on Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix camp created by Dumbledore.
This is a truly elite team among wizards, and Sherlock doesn't want the other party to watch the show in vain.
"I have already thought of a way to achieve a tilt with Hogwarts.
This is the method after communicating with Fudge.
The Ministry of Magic will send an investigator to live in Hogwarts as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.
After all, this year Hogwarts We have not yet recruited a qualified Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and the Ministry of Magic has specially sent one.
Although he is an investigator, it is actually to deepen the connection between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic.”
Fu Meng said, it seems that this is a pretty good method.
Sherlock opened his mouth and let out a chuckle.
Sure enough, this year, the Ministry of Magic sent Umbridge, an old woman, to Hogwarts, and this seemed to be at the behest of Fulmond.
It's so simple.
I originally thought that the Ministry of Magic would not let that old woman Umbridge clean up the mess now, but now it seems that Sherlock is overthinking.
In the original book, Umbridge was assigned by Fudge to run to the Holy House.
Gewoz served as the investigating officer.
But here, it turns into hoping that the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts will deepen their relationship and continue to go to Hogwarts to serve as an investigator.
It seems that all of a sudden, he has changed from the villain in the original book to a symbol of friendship.
"Well, since you have decided, then Axinsha and I will set off.
Now that Voldemort has returned, the magical world has become a dynamite barrel that can explode at any time, so you must be more careful."
Sherlock told Fu Mengde.
He said to Aili, then pulled Asinsha and disappeared in front of them.
The sky gradually darkened and dark clouds filled the air.
The scarlet train was racing along, and its sharp whistle sounded over the deserted fields.
When Sherlock and Axinsha appeared in Hogsmeade, the train had already begun to slowly enter the station.
This year they started a little late, but they were in time for the new students to enroll.
Night fell, and there were no stars in the dark sky.
It was a moonless night, and dim yellow lights lit up in the compartments of the train.
Finally, the train began to slow down and they heard the usual commotion as everyone scrambled to get off, carrying luggage and their pets.
Stepping out of the train, a bit of coolness hit me.
There was still a little drizzle in the sky.
I held up a black umbrella.
The air was full of fresh earthy smell and the unique cool mint smell of the rainy season.
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Sherlock took Axinsha and infiltrated into the students of Hogwarts.
Now Sherlock has reached the sixth grade.
As long as he stays through this year and goes to school for another year, he can graduate from Hogwarts.
Last year, Sherlock successfully passed the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination.
Now it is my sister Axinsha's turn to have a headache about the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination, but she should pass it easily.
For lower-level wizards who have not experienced the OW exam, this is a hurdle in their academic careers.
Not far away, a lively female voice was shouting, "Please come to the first-year line here and line up.
All first-year students come to my place."
A lantern lit up the dark night, and walking from the lake was the female professor who taught for Hagrid last year.
"Why isn't Hagrid here?
He hasn't always been responsible for welcoming first-year students."
Hermione looked at Gepra under the light of the lantern in surprise.
She didn't know when he came over. , and Asinsha walked hand in hand intimately.
Now Hermione saw that Sherlock was no longer so nervous.
Instead, he was more friendly with Asinsha.
It seemed that he always showed that sweetness when he was with Asinsha.
The key was that they were two girls.
Sherlock looked at the two of them and thought that Axinsha wouldn't capture Hermione.
"Probably he was assigned another important task by Dumbledore.
You know, Hagrid has always been the person he values the most.
Now that Voldemort has been resurrected, at such an important stage, Hagrid will naturally not be responsible for resuscitating new students.
It's a trivial matter," Sherlock said slightly.
Walking past the lake, the stone road leading to Hogwarts Castle appears in front of you.
One hundred carriages were parked side by side on the side of the road.
In the middle of the carriages, Yeqi stood quietly on the bluestone.
They are very thin, with a black shell attached to the skeleton, and every bone is clearly visible.
The wings protrude on both sides, and the black leather-like wings make them look like they belong to the category of giant bats.
Luna sat quietly in the carriage and watched the Quibbler.
Sherlock, Axinsha and Hermione sat in Luna's carriage.
The four of them had a tacit understanding, but they seemed to be two couples.
Locke just smiled at Luna and said nothing.
But the atmosphere facing Hermione and Assin made Sherlock unbearably embarrassed.
The carriage clattered and rocked as it moved along the road.
Passing by the stone pillars carved with tall flying pigs on both sides of the Hogwarts school gate, Hogwarts Castle gradually approached, a tall tower full of small towers, with a black body pointing towards the black night sky, with windows everywhere above it shining brightly. of light.
The carriage, swaying like a drunkard, came to a stop near the castle's stone steps, facing the oak front door.
It was finally time to get out of the car.
Kirk, Lupo, Femia, Dandney and others were waiting for Sherlock at the gate.
They entered the castle with the flow of people.
But when he saw Sherlock, the first person to rush over was not the impetuous Lupo, nor the quirky and carefree Femia, but Dandney.
He pulled Sherlock's sleeve and whispered, "My My uncle and aunt are back.
To be honest, it’s been about a year since I was born.
They were imprisoned in Azkaban when they were a little older.
I have no impression of them since I was a child.
I only saw from photos that the Lestrange family was once prosperous, and now several of my uncles are still there.
The bodies and some older cousins are back."
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Denny pulled Sherlock's sleeve and shook it from side to side.
"I really didn't know Azkaban imprisoned so many people from the Lestrange family.
This is really true."
"They are all fugitives who escaped from prison."
Sherlock looked at Denny and said, "If you know where they are hiding, you can tell me.
If you dislike those people, I can also ask the Aurors to take your uncles and aunts again."
We recapture Azkaban."
Denny waved his hand, "The key is that I don't know where they are.
They just came back to see my grandmother, but the way that group of people stared at me made me uncomfortable."
Sherlock smiled, of course he would feel uncomfortable.
He felt that if the forces of the Mephisto family were at war with Voldemort's Death Eater camp, it would be equivalent to a free-for-all between relatives of pure-blood wizards in the magical world.
There must be no blood relationship between one family and another.
What a mess They came to the hall of the school, and Sherlock asked Dandney to be calm and wait until the freshmen were sorted into colleges.
In the main hall, four long tables were shining under the starless black ceiling, just like the night sky they saw through the high windows.
Candles floated in mid-air along the long table, illuminating the silver ghosts dotted around the hall.
The students chatted excitedly, exchanging news about the summer vacation, loudly greeting and commenting on friends from other colleges.
One after another, new hairstyles and new styles of robes.
Although the students were excited to communicate, the biggest topic still revolved around the two camps of Mephisto and Voldemort.
In the stormy autumn, even the students began to plan for their future prospects.
The wizarding world is no longer a comfortable place.
Maybe disaster will come to Hogwarts sooner or later.
The atmosphere at the Slytherin table seemed a bit quiet.
They kept waiting until Sherlock reached his usual eating position before someone began to speak quietly.
Sherlock was already the leader of Slytherin House.
Mia quietly glanced at Sherlock next to her.
She now has a mission.
During the summer vacation, his parents, Mr. and Mrs.
Oleso, had recommended Mia to the Death Eater camp.
Now this little girl has it on her wrist.
The Dark Mark.
Of course, it doesn't show up normally, only when Voldemort calls.
Teachers began to take their seats at the teachers' seats.
"Well, who is that person on the teacher's bench?"
Suddenly a Slytherin student asked quietly about the seat next to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore tilted his head towards a graceful young woman sitting next to him, who was speaking into his ear.
She was sitting on a chair, dressed luxuriously and beautifully, with a beautiful appearance.
The most important thing was that she was somewhat similar to Sherlock and Asinsha.
When Sherlock and Axinsha saw the woman, their mouths were so wide that they could almost fit an egg in them.
"Isn't that Mrs.
Ellie?"
Lupo poked Sherlock's elbow.
"I saw it too.
If you ask me, I don't know either."
Sherlock spread his hands helplessly.
"Mr.
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Sherlock's mother, Mrs.
Ellie, I have been to Mephisto Manor several times, so I am relatively familiar with Mrs.
Ellie.
But haven't you noticed that Mrs.
Ellie is sitting in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"
Are you on your seat?"
Femia suddenly said excitedly to the people around her.
If Ellie really became the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, wouldn't she have unlimited opportunities for contact?
Femia was getting quite excited now.
Sherlock touched his chin in embarrassment.
Judging from this, Fulmond did not arrange for Umbridge to come to Hogwarts as an investigator, but directly asked his mother Ellie to come over.
This bloodline comes from the former Soviet Union.
Mom, Sherlock knows that the other party's magical power is greater than that of Fu Mengde.
She is also proficient in potions.
If she compares her personal strength, Ellie can at least compete with the former elite Auror and Moody of the Order of the Phoenix.
"Axinsha, then that can't be your mother, right?"
Hermione pointed to the opposite side of the teacher's seat in confusion.
A Xinsha said, "Don't ask me, I'm also very confused, but my mother is very fun, who knows what she plans to do."
The first-year students walked into the castle in a long column.
Professor McGonagall was holding a stool in his hand, with an ancient wizard's hat placed on it.
There was a wide crack.
The face of the first-year student shone pale in the candlelight, and a little boy in the middle of the team seemed to be trembling.
All the teachers and students in the school waited with bated breath.
Then, the slit next to the brim opened like a mouth, and the Sorting Hat sang loudly: I was a new hat long ago, before Hogwarts was built, and the four founders of the Noble House thought they would never part ways.
The same goal unites them, and their desires are so consistent: to build the best magic school in the world so that their knowledge can be passed on and continued.
"We will build a school together and teach together."
The four friends were very determined, but they never dreamed that one day they would split from each other.
What kind of friends are there in this world?
Better than Slytherin and Gryffindor.
Unless you count another pair of best friends, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, how could such a good thing go so wrong.
How could such a friendship be written off in one stroke?
Alas, I witnessed this sad story with my own eyes, so I can tell you in detail here.
Slytherin said: "The students we teach must have the purest blood."
Ravenclaw said: "The students we teach must be intellectually superior to others."
Gryffindor said: "The students we teach must be brave and courageous, regardless of their own safety."
Hufflepuff said: "I will teach many people and treat them all equally."
Countless noises, countless fights, former good friends turning against each other.
Then finally one morning, the old Slytherin suddenly ran away.
Although the dispute was over by then, he still left us in despair.
Only three of the four founders remained.
From then on, the situation of the four colleges was no longer as harmonious and united as imagined in the past.
Now that the Sorting Hat is in front of you, you all know what happened: I sorted you into each house because my responsibilities cannot be changed.
But I'm going to say a few more words this year and ask you to listen carefully to my new songs: although I'm destined to divide you, I'm afraid it's not the right thing to do.
Although I must fulfill my duty to divide each year's freshmen into four groups, I worry that such a classification will lead to the collapse I fear.
Oh, know the danger, read the signs, the lessons of history warn us that our Hogwarts is in danger, and the enemies outside the school are watching.
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We must be united internally or everything will fall apart from within.
I've spoken out to you, I've sounded the alarm for you, now let's start sorting.
"This year's Song of the Sorting Hat seems to be a bit longer.
Well, it seems to be the first time for such a long speech."
Sherlock sighed and looked helplessly at Ally waving her hand in his direction
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