Kyle and Professor Sprout walked together through the entrance hall, up the marble stairs, and down a corridor.

Professor Sprout's office was not very big, but it was filled with the fragrance of earth. There was a warm fire in the fireplace, lush vines crawling on the walls, and all kinds of magical plants could be seen everywhere. It looked exactly like the greenhouse outside the castle.

There is a small desk near the window.

Professor Sprout walked over to the table and pointed to a brown box sitting on it.

"I received this package two days before school started. It was sent from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic. It also came with a letter saying that it was to compensate for the loss of the Forbidden Forest."

When he said this, Professor Sprout's expression suddenly became a little strange.

"But as I recall, Minerva didn't seem to ask the Ministry of Magic to compensate for any losses, so these things should be for you."

"Ahem, yes professor."

Kyle said sheepishly: “I did write to the Ministry of Magic, but that was at the request of the beaters.

They seemed to know that I had used some valuable magical items in the Forbidden Forest, which was why I barely survived from Oren, so they generously decided to give me some compensation. "

"Really?" Professor Sprout said with a smile:

"But the letter also said that they would soon send someone to build a new greenhouse for Hogwarts. Is this also what you requested?"

"Uh... this isn't it."

Kyle thought for a moment and said, “I just mentioned in the letter that too much black magic had been cast in the Forbidden Forest, and many precious magical plants and trees with hundreds of years of history had been destroyed.

They probably want to compensate the school in this way.”

Professor Sprout's expression became even stranger. Her face turned a little red and she subconsciously glanced out the window.

She knew exactly what plants lived in the Forbidden Forest.

Most of the rare and precious plants had already been moved to the greenhouse by her, and the only ones left were some common varieties such as Dictamni or Bubble Bean.

As for those so-called century-old trees… To be honest, after the striker left, it only took her and Filius five minutes to restore the damaged forbidden forest to its original state.

After all, the Corrosion Curse is not some advanced black magic, and it can be easily solved by a Ten Thousand Curses Ending.

Professor Sprout cleared his throat and said righteously, "Yes, it's a pity for those plants. It's rare that the Ministry of Magic can think of this and build a new greenhouse to protect them."

She looked very happy and said in a brisk tone, “Well, you can count their compensation here and see if there is anything missing.

But remember to hurry up, I think the Sorting Ceremony should be starting soon."

After saying that, Professor Sprout left the office and closed the door behind him.

After she left, Kyle came to the table and opened the box.

There weren't many things inside. Half of them were neatly arranged Galleons, about fifty in total, with the word "broom" written next to them.

While in the Forbidden Forest, Kyle did throw a broom, which was later broken in half by a falling tree during the battle, completely ruining it.

I guess the people at the Ministry of Magic couldn't find such an old model, so they just discounted it.

Kyle put Garlon aside.

The broom was the property of the school, so these Galleons naturally had nothing to do with him. The rest of the things were the key.

After removing the Galleons, there were only five tightly sealed glass bottles left in the box.

It's filled with seeds.

——The seeds of a magical plant.

Their names are written on the bottles.

“Biting Kale”

"Mandela"

“Love grass”

"Venomous Geranium"

Kyle picked up the bottles and carefully placed them into his own lizard-skin bag.

He felt somewhat relieved.

To make things more plausible, he reported these as "loss of plants", which was also the reason why the Ministry of Magic sent things to Hogwarts.

After all, almost all of the plant species here are classified as "extremely dangerous", especially the biting cabbage and poisonous tentacles, which are items prohibited from trade. The Ministry of Magic has expressly prohibited private cultivation and sale.

Before this, Kyle actually had no idea. To put it bluntly, he was betting on whether the professor who received the package would open it and take a look.

If opened, these seeds can only appear in the newly built greenhouse.

Fortunately, Kyle was lucky.

Professor Sprout doesn't care much about anything except the plants in his greenhouse.

After putting away the bottles, Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.

He was now sincerely grateful to the Ministry of Magic for packaging it so carefully.

It’s really exciting to think about getting these seeds from under the nose of a plant master.

After leaving Professor Sprout's office, Kyle went down the stairs and returned to the auditorium.

The new students had arrived, and the auditorium had become a sea of ​​pointed black hats, with every long college table filled with students.

In front of the guest of honor seat was the tattered and old sorting hat. Compared with last year, there were some other things on the hat.

There was a red and blue thing wrapped around the tip of the hat, I couldn't tell if it was a tea towel or a headscarf. In addition, there was a pair of small sunglasses on the brim of the hat.

Kyle arrived at the auditorium just in time to hear it singing.

The Sorting Hat looked very excited, twisting back and forth on its triangular stool, and the tone it used was completely different from the traditional music of the wizarding world.

“…

Hogwarts really is a school, and the magic taught here is all very wonderful.

Gryffindors are brave in their hearts, have courage and resolution, and are not afraid of difficulties and dangers.

Hufflepuffs are upright, not afraid of hard work, and their students are tenacious and honest.

Ravenclaws are clever and they seek secrets in books and explore the meaning of magic.

Maybe you will join Slytherin. They are calm and careful, and will not be polite to anyone in order to achieve their goal of glory.

Come, take me with you, don't be afraid.

Finally, my name is the Sorting Hat.

Wherever it is assigned to you...don't make a fuss."

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, the whole hall was instantly boiling, and the little wizards applauded so loudly that it seemed as if they were going to overturn the ceiling.

Kyle turned the other way, toward the Hufflepuff table.

Cedric had saved a seat for him, between him and Mikel.

"Kyle, I wish you had come earlier." Cedric said with some regret, "The song the Sorting Hat composed is completely different from previous years."

"Yeah, I just heard it." Kyle said with a smile.

It looked like the Sorting Hat had received the Christmas present he had given it last year.

But he didn't expect that Hogwarts could still play those tapes.

(End of this chapter)