Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 76 You should go to Ravenclaw
"Draco, what's wrong with you?"

Although Draco's abnormality was not very obvious, it was still noticed by Goyle beside him.

He scratched his head, lowered his head and approached Draco carefully and asked
"My uncle is watching me..."

In Draco's eyes, light appeared as if visible to the naked eye. With a slight smile, he looked at Charlie, who was looking at him on the high seat, and nodded slightly.

At this moment, Draco, in his heart, wanted to jump directly on the table and shout at everyone—especially that Harry Potter

"Look! That's my uncle!!!"

But he couldn't... In order to continue to show a perfect appearance in front of his uncle, it can be said that in an instant, Draco changed from the pride just now to a young gentleman with noble etiquette.

Hearing Draco's words, Goyle couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and subconsciously followed Draco's gaze just now to find out.

Soon, he also noticed the Charlie Black next to several professors and the dean, who could almost be regarded as an upgraded version of Draco to some extent.

It's just that he didn't look at the other party as blatantly as Draco... Thinking of the fact that he had been saying bad things about him behind his back these days, Goyle couldn't help feeling guilty, and subconsciously shrank his neck and turned his head Put aside, don't let it notice yourself.

"Okay... Freshmen."

Professor McGonagall looked normal, she turned around again, lowered her head, looked down at the little wizards whose eyes were full of curiosity, and said so.

"Next, it's time for you to sort into schools - Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin..."

Having said that, McGonagall consciously looked at the timid Harry next to the red-haired Weasley...

Those eyes... were exactly like his mother's.Mag couldn't help thinking that in his memory, the beautiful girl with a bright smile seemed to reappear in front of her eyes.

Her gaze turned again, and it was easy to see Draco Malfoy who was holding a huge notebook in front.

She thought back to what Charlie had said to her not long ago...a different Malfoy?She read this sentence silently, but her tone was still suspicious.

But that's not the point...Anyway, whether he is really as different as Charlie said, it will all be clear after one class.

However, what Professor McGonagall did not expect was that Draco Malfoy did not appear unnatural or evasive in the face of her gaze.

On the contrary... Draco raised his head, met Professor McGonagall's gaze, and smiled appropriately.

Draco took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said softly

"Hello, Professor... My name is Draco Malfoy, and I am Mr. Charlie's nephew. It is a great honor to meet you here for the first time. Please forgive my recklessness at the moment, I am just too happy …When my uncle lived in my house, he mentioned your teaching many times. He taught me a lot of knowledge about the Transfiguration Curse, but he kept telling me that only at Hogwarts can I really see the effects of the Transfiguration Curse. Master, get the best instruction."

Speaking of this, Draco even showed an unconcealable excitement in his expression.

This is not an emotion that can be faked, but a real excitement that cannot be concealed... He pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and continued

"So I've been looking forward to this day—until now, I really saw you."

Mag didn't interrupt him, but narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly listening to him finish all the words.

Her eyes paused on Draco for a while again, as if to see the little boy again.

"let us wait and see."

She whispered, then turned around without giving the others time to react, and walked slowly towards the empty area between the professor's seat and the long tables of the four colleges.

Then the voice also rose, and the order was issued.

"Come on, follow me."

Professor McGonagall walked slowly forward, but couldn't help but look at Charlie on the seat.

At this moment, Charlie smiled happily, his smile was as bright as a flower suddenly blooming.

Well, McGonagall had to agree with Charlie's statement, this Malfoy is indeed a different Malfoy.

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When a group of little wizards closely followed Mag's footsteps and came to the center of everyone's sight, the old hat that was so worn out and densely patched was already waiting for them on a chair.

Basically after skipping the song that the hat spent a whole year preparing but not very good.

"bring it on……"

Professor McGonagall stepped aside and said
"Next, I'll start the roll call."

She looked around the crowd and continued:

"The person I called sits on a chair and wears a sorting hat. It will tell you which college you should go to."

Listening to Professor McGonagall's words, there was a murmur of discussion among the crowd.

"The school is divided by that hat?"

Harry whispered to Ron in surprise and asked
"Probably..." Ron's words also revealed a bit of lack of confidence.

"I heard from George that there is a curse in that hat that can turn people into idiots. Every weak-willed person who wears it will have his IQ sucked out of his brain..."

"Really?" Harry looked at Ron in disbelief.

"Anyway, I don't believe it." Fortunately, this time, Ron was not as convinced as before. He shrugged, but a little nervousness could still be seen on his face.

"The first one——Hannah Abbott!"

Without giving them too much time to discuss, Professor McGonagall began to call his name.

The girl who was shouted walked out of the crowd, carefully sat on the chair, and put on the talking hat nervously.

"Um……"

The sorting hat pondered for a moment
"Hufflepuff!!"

Immediately, there was a burst of applause among the Hufflepuff students, and with kindness, they welcomed the excited child to the long table of their college.

"Next, Hermione Granger."

The crowd parted, and on the train, the fluffy-haired girl stepped forward, took a deep breath, picked up the hat, and put it on her head.

"Gryffindor!!"

"Dean Thomas."

"Gryffindor!"

"Pansy Parkinson"

"Slaterin!"

.........

Gradually, one by one students began to welcome bursts of applause, and scattered to the long tables of each college.

"Draco Malfoy"

Draco didn't have to wait too long, and soon, his name was spoken from Professor McGonagall.

Draco smiled slightly, having already made up his mind.

With his usual expression, he stuffed his notebook to Goyle beside him, and then strode forward. After his eyes briefly intersected with Charlie again, he picked up the sorting hat on the chair and slowly put it on his head superior.

"Sly..."

The Sorting Hat barely paused, and opened its mouth to shout.

However... Suddenly, its voice stopped.

The anthropomorphic face in the folds showed a bit of confusion and embarrassment visible to the naked eye.

"Wait, that's weird... maybe you'd be better suited to... Ravenclaw?"

(End of this chapter)