Chapter 382: Above the table

"... Helen Schoen!"
Like Hogwarts, these little wizards from Minos are not all Greek. The first girl reported by Maca seems to be of the same Nordic origin as Maca and others.
Helen, who was standing quietly in the queue, gave him a glance at him when he heard his name, and then walked to the four-legged stool and sat down with some restraint.
Look at her legs close together, her two small hands resting on her knees, and she still has a considerable degree of tension. The eyes were drooping slightly, apparently not dare to look at a lot of curious eyes in the auditorium.
Marka rolled the parchment to Helen's side, and pinned the sorting hat on her long, maroon hair, and He constricted her neck subconsciously.
"what!"
As soon as the Sorting Hat was stained with Helen's hair, she yelled immediately, scaring her all over.
"As soon as I came up, I gave the hat a problem, but the hat that I like most to study is the problem ... um ..." The Sorting Hat twisted and groaned. "I think ... logically, it should be Ravenclaw. But ... little girl, what do you think? "
"... what?" Helen said with wide eyes.
"Ravenclaw College allows you to freely search for knowledge and satisfy curiosity," said the cap, singing like a song, "and Slytherin College, you can carefully explore the darkness and interpret the desire ... This cap recommends you Choose one from these two colleges ... Of course, it's just advice, and the hat is just a hat. "
"Lah, Ravenclaw!" Helen pursed her lips, looked up at the students at the four long tables, and then hesitated.
"Hmm ..." The Sorting Hat crooked its spire again. "Is this your choice? So-Gryffindor!"
As a result, Helen's branch was chanted out loud by the hat, and most of the little lions applauded warmly.
This is also a matter of course. Most of the sympathetic wizards have a lot of good feelings for Helen's adorable girl.
"Eh?"
In Helen's momentary drowsiness, Maca lifted the sorting hat with the tip of her hat.
Suddenly feeling suddenly empty above his head, Helen immediately returned to God, and walked slightly in the welcome voice of the little lions.
"Sorting hat, is there anything special about that little girl?" Maca looked at the girl's back, and asked the Sorting Hat casually.
"Special?" The Sorting Hat thought for a while, "To be special, it must be not as special as your kid ... how to say? Is it a child who has forgotten how to choose?"
At the moment, naturally, it ’s not time for questioning. Maca glanced at the parchment again, and then said loudly: "Helen Schoen, who was in the Gryffindor College, is in third grade ... Next, Sokaradis K Bristol Doulos. "
"... Christopoulos?"
At Gryffindor's long table, he was curiously watching Ron, a new female classmate, and accidentally heard such a strange name that made her tongue knot.
"No, it's 'Christophonos'," Harry corrected aside.
"Not 'Chris Rose'?" Neville asked, wondering, holding his toad Raffle.
"Isn't it strange that the syllable you said is so many missing?" Ron laughed hard and patted Neville's shoulder.
"Ron! You have no right to make fun of Neville," Hermione, who was talking to Helen, suddenly turned her head and scolded. "Also, don't make fun of people's names!"
"... It's 'Christophe Doulos'." Helen, who was sitting beside Hermione, carefully pulled her sleeves and said softly, "Sokaradis is nice, like Miss Granger. Kindness and enthusiasm, is our student committee ... "
In the middle of her words, she paused suddenly, looking sadly: "... well, I mean, I used to be ... the head of our student committee."
"Oh ... sorry," Ron said immediately with a sobbing expression on Helen's face, "We didn't mean it, that ... well, what we all remember, it was called K Reese ... eh? "
In a rush to comfort halfway, Ron found that he had almost forgotten the stubborn last name, and immediately turned back awkwardly and asked Harry for help on the spot.
"Uh ..." Harry hesitated for a moment, then spread his hands helplessly. "I think we have to include this name in the list of homework."
"puff."
Helen seemed to be poked at by Harry's words, and drummed his cheeks and laughed, a hint of blush appeared on the lovely face.
"Thank you, seniors ... It's okay," Helen took a breath, smiled sweetly at everyone, and she thoughtfully and thoughtfully said, "In fact, when I settled in Greece with my father before, I was also for those weird ones. The name has been annoying for a long time ... "
"In order to remember the names that must be remembered, I also intentionally put them on a sticky note and posted them everywhere at home!"
"Oh, this is a good idea!" Ron clapped his hands and said, "I've thought about using this method to recite" Thousands of Amazing Herbs and Mushrooms "-"
"You didn't mention that I forgot ..." Harry heard the words, and suddenly gave Ron an angry look. "In the first grade, you put all the pins on the entire wall in the bedroom, right?" The pushpin on the floor almost reached the bottom of my feet! "
"Ah?" Ron suddenly turned his head away from Harry's eyes and said dryly, "No, didn't I just say that? It must be a good thing for Pippi ..."
Helen watched Harry and Ron yelling at each other, seeming to find it very interesting, and couldn't help but make a crisp wind-like laughter.
...
"Slytherin--"
Just now, Ron and they were talking about the name of the boy while you were talking to me, the sorting cap quickly reported the result of the sorting of the boy.
"Oh?" Maca raised her eyebrows a little, then said quietly, "Sokaradis Christos Dopoulos, who belongs to Slytherin College, is in sixth grade ... Next ... "
"Professor McLean, just call me 'Socas'."
The boy with the sorting hat removed by Maca politely bent down and saluted, then got up from the four-stool, and walked gracefully towards the Slytherin table with the attention of the snakes.
Marka looked at the back of the boy slightly older than himself, and secretly painted a circle in his heart.
"Next, Paris ..."
The names of the Greeks are very lingering. Although it is not more difficult to read than some ancient magic texts, they are read one by one, and it is really a bit verbal.
After finishing this special branch ceremony, Professor McGonagall immediately waved his wand, filled all the big plates with food, and announced the start of today's dinner in a timely manner.
Maca snapped the sorting cap on her head, and immediately returned to the teaching staff. She picked up a fork and gave herself a big fried chicken leg first.
"Professor McGonagall, what about Umbridge?" He glanced at the empty seat in the table, swallowed a leg of chicken, wiped the corner of his mouth and asked, "wasn't she back with me before?"
"It seems that there is something urgent for the Ministry of Magic. She just went back suddenly ..." McGonagall frowned slightly. "I originally planned to announce her re-appointment after the branch ceremony."
"Really ..." Marka thought for a while. "I'll go back to the principal's office and put the sorting cap back. By the way, let Mr. Evra go to the Ministry of Magic to see the situation."
The "Mr. Evra" in his mouth is one of the portraits of the headmasters hanging on the wall of the headmaster's office. He has held two ministerial positions in the Ministry of Magic, and has his portraits on the Ministry of Magic.
"Well," Professor McGonagall nodded. "Okay, I'll be there when I make arrangements here."
After speaking casually, Maca picked up the chicken legs in the plate again, continued to open her mouth and took a big sip, and chewed contentedly.
"Sorting hat ... Are there any weird guys among those students just now?" He asked the hospital hat on his head vaguely while chewing chicken ~ EbookFREE.me ~.
"What's weird?" The sorting hat lazily said, "It's almost the same! Who are all superficial and innocent, aren't they? Rather, it's even stranger to be completely superficial."
"Like what?" Maca said curiously.
"Luna Lovgood, for example-and Mileva McGonaga-"
"Maca!" Professor McGonagall suddenly turned his head. "Put the hat aside and don't talk much while eating."
"Looks like you have to be added to these people." Maca shrugged with a smile.
"Of course, this hat has always been--"
Before the words of the sorting hat were finished, Maca took it off his head and rested on the edge of the table.
"You still don't talk, Professor McGonagall will throw you into the fireplace for a while." He patted the tip of the sorting hat, saying funnyly, "In that case, you can just wash the bath in vain."
"Well, this hat never tells lies."
After humming, the sorting hat no longer babbled and quieted down.
While Maca stuffed her mouth with food, she looked up and looked at the long tables. Most of the refugees from Minos were bathed in the kindness of the little wizards in the colleges. It would be too difficult.
Of course, two students who have been assigned to Slytherin College may be relatively difficult in this integration process.
"... Helen, come and taste this mushroom soup. I think Hogwarts's dishes are the most delicious!" Vaguely, Maca seemed to hear Hermione's clear voice. ) Download Free Reader !!