DNF Meets Harry Potter

Naiyali put on her hat and reminded her of the sorting hat lightly. It was just relieved from the picture just now.

"Miss beautiful lady, you really surprised me. Since I started giving the little wizards the branch, you should be the perfect one I have seen.

Who taught you that magic hand just now, is your brother? Hearing Dumbledore tells him that he seems quite strong ... "

A subtle voice passed into Nyali's ear.

How could Carl ever beat me Nyali? Check out the small whip whip?

Although the girl thought so in her mind, the answer to the branch cap was quite different.

"Karl only knows the bells and whistles of attacking magic. How could it be possible to teach me this? This is my own research. I named this magic Oblivion · Falling Flower Rain ..."

The girl smiled slyly. Of course, she made up her name blindly. What kind of magic did not let her specialize in the research?

"You really are a shabby batch, don't you have to thank Miss Ben for cleaning and repairing?"

Nayali was also interested in the sorting hat now, and couldn't help but want to chat with it for a while. After the investigation of her obedient magic, it was found that this hat did not seem to have born its own soul, but it could have achieved such high intelligence.

"Wait, how do you know that I am worn out? Karl, he will never tell you my things!"

Not telling the first-year wizards how to branch, or even coaxing them to have a big horror in this, has been a Hogwarts tradition for thousands of years.

"Huh ~? Do you think ten gold gallons are enough?"

Nayali wore a branch hat and tilted her small head and said disdainfully: "Karl doesn't tell me, do I have no other channels myself? For example, how about fairies who love money and have a lot of intelligence in their hands?

Hermione's chick still wanted to lie to me, even telling me to fight head-on with the werewolf. "

The branch cap listened to Nayali's answer and almost didn't catch her breath. Is there such an operation?

In fact, Nayari still didn't say a word ... What if she were really a werewolf? He couldn't find North with a whip ...

"You are so powerful, the most amazing little wizard I have ever seen is none other than you ..."

"Overwhelming ~ Overwhelming ~ Although I think you are right ..."

The branch cap chatted with Niyali with more interest. It apparently had forgotten that it was still in the branch at the moment, and a group of students and professors who were waiting to feed were waiting for dinner.

At this moment, Dumbledore, who had returned from Wisengamamora after his relationship, was already sitting in the chair. He coughed a few times and was a little puzzled.

The hat of the branch is engaged in woolen yarn, it is necessary to have a whole hat embarrassment, and the time has passed for ten minutes.

His old man had just ran into anxiously to Wizengamo to wipe the buttocks of Harry Potter, who was uneasy. When he returned, he waited for dinner to relieve his stress.

"Strange, how can I guess your mind?"

He and Nayali forced the nagging hat for a long time to hear Dumbledore's coughing and finally remembered what he should do. Just when it wanted to spy on Nayari's current thoughts and make a decision, it was surprised to find that he had been permanently cured by Ravenclaw's dementors and lost their effectiveness.

"I won't tell you that the answer to this question requires you to find it yourself. But, if you really find it, it will be interesting ..."

Naiyali smiled softly, but her human body was transformed from the great Nayaratopip, although the power was withdrawn. But not everyone can snoop, and unlike Karl, her San value is eternally solidified ...

"I'm the oldest and most knowledgeable hat in the world, let me guess." The branch hat said dissatisfiedly, "It's brain defense, right?"

The magic that the wizarding world can resist dementions is probably only brain defense, so the branch hat thought of this answer the first time.

"No, guess again ..."

Naiyali shook her head with a smile, and at the same time, the secret of the branch hat was gradually analyzed by her.

"Then you are born with a strong spirit?"

The branch hat responded in surprise, the latter situation was much worse than the former one.

"Although it is still wrong, it can be said that it touches a little edge ... Mr. Hat, do you want to continue to guess?"

Naiyali said so.

"Powerful magic items?"

"wrong."

...

The branch cap guessed several answers one after another, but even the threshold was not touched, which made it feel a little embarrassed.

"Okay, Niyali, you are great! So, which college are you going to?"

The sorting hat sighed. It used to be based on the truest thoughts of the little wizards. But he didn't want to have a hard stubble that he couldn't see through today, which made him unable to hold his face.

"Can I choose for myself? It's you who hear the fairies say that the final decision is made ..."

Naiyali's mouth passed a mysterious smile, and her purpose has been achieved.

If I see you through, of course, I will decide for myself. The problem is ...

The branch hat thought so, but in order to retain the last face ...

"Well ~, generally it doesn't work ... but well, as the little wizard who is the most unique in a thousand years, it should be a privilege ~ ..."

The hats of the branch hats are sloppy and they can't see any signs at all.

"Then I'll go with Carl, Ravenclaw ..."

"Then ... Ravenclaw!"

The branch cap shouted out Nayali's academy.

At the end of the branch, Ravenclaw burst into thunderous applause.

Nyari walked towards the warmly cheering Ravenclaw table, and sat directly next to him.

"You came?"

"I'm coming!"

Carl and Nyali smiled at each other, everything was in silence ...

With the arrival of Nyali, soon, the branch ended.

Dumbledore stood up, and a year later, he looked a bit older, but always gave the impression of energetic old and strong.

His silver hair and beard were wrapped with ribbons, and the semi-circular glasses shone wisely.

"Welcome!" Dumbledore opened his arms wide, and the glow of the candle shone a little red on his face. "Welcome to the new students at Hogwarts!"

"Now, the dinner officially begins!"

With his last light drink, the smooth golden plates and cups in front of the little wizards were suddenly filled with all kinds of food and drinks.

The first dinner of the new school year is always exceptionally rich ...