Chapter 452 Sorting Dinner

Looking at Ginny's pitiful eyes, Mike shook his head helplessly.

He originally wanted to continue to watch for a while to observe Harry's progress this summer, but now it seems that if he doesn't take action, he may become enemies with Ginny and the others.

Taking a deep breath, Mike took out his wand and flicked it gently.

Then, a huge circle of magic power swept out with Mike as the center along with a fierce air wave.

Whether it was all the protective spells formed by Emma and the others or the peace and protection spells released by Harry and Neville, they were all vulnerable in front of this vast wave of magic power and were swept away the moment they came into contact with it.

The air waves that followed hit everyone hard, knocking both sides away.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground mixed with the screams of men and women came over. Mike did not hold back this time. Emma and her group dared to bully Harry so blatantly, he had to punish them.

Emma and the others who were thrown out wanted to stand up and continue fighting, but then Mike's voice, which was blessed by magic, came over.

"Stop it, Harry is my friend."

As soon as these words came out, the situation became deadlocked. Emma and the others were obviously at a loss, while Harry and Neville were lying on the ground gasping for breath. Ginny was groping Harry nervously and ignored Neville.

"Poor Neville."

After a moment of silence for Neville, Mike looked at Professor Slughorn and said,

"Professor, I think it's getting late. Maybe we should end this dinner."

"Ah?"

Slughorn woke up from his daze after hearing this and couldn't help but screamed.

He was completely shocked by Mike's performance just now. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that there would be a student who could break all the protection spells and the peace protection spell at the same time.

Although these two high-level protective spells were just inferior stuff released by the little wizard, they were high-level protective spells after all!

Moreover, Mike didn't use any powerful spells at all just now. He just burst out the magic power in his body to do all this. Even he couldn't do this kind of thing! However,

what surprised Slughorn the most was not Mike's strength, but Mike's prestige among the students.

Just from the fact that these students ignored his words and even secretly ridiculed him before, he could see that these students were all arrogant and arrogant.

But such a group of naughty children were as obedient as puppies in front of Mike, and they became quiet after being yelled at.

Slughorn's old brain was turning rapidly. He had secretly promoted Mike to the first echelon of his attention list, the same level as Dumbledore and Harry Potter.

"Oh! Is it so late already?" Professor Slughorn, who had come to his senses, looked at the dim light outside the car window and said in a pretentious manner, "Everyone, go back and change your clothes. We will arrive at Hogwarts soon."

Mike nodded when he heard this. Slughorn was a smart man. He understood the meaning of his words and did not continue to pursue the matter. Instead, he decisively let it go, which made him very satisfied.

He smiled and bowed slightly to Slughorn, then looked at Emma and others who were lying on the ground with an expressionless face and said:

"What are you still standing there for? Get moving!"

As soon as these words came out, Emma and others, who were originally slumped on the ground and completely ignored Slughorn's orders, started to move quickly, and seeing this, Slughorn's smile became even more awkward.

However, Mike obviously didn't care about him at this time. Mike quickly came to Harry's side, helped him up and asked:

"Are you okay, Harry?"

"I... I'm fine, but... Neville..."

Harry avoided Mike's eyes, but pointed his finger at Neville beside him.

Neville looked very embarrassed at this time. The range of the peace spell they had summoned before was very small, and it couldn't completely cover the two of them. This caused a lot of overflowing spells to hit him and Harry, causing some damage to them.

"It's over... my robes... my grandma will scold me to death!"

Neville, who was covered with scars, looked at his school uniform robes that had become tattered with red eyes, and he was about to cry out of grievance.

Seeing this, Mike shook his head, swung his wand and threw a repair spell over.

Under the effect of magic, Neville's robes were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Neville was shocked when he saw this. He hurriedly climbed up from the ground and stammered to Mike:

"Merlin's beard! Um... I mean... Thank you, Mike!"

"You're welcome."

Mike responded, and then looked at Harry,

"Harry, we will be at school soon, you should change your clothes first. In addition, I will deal with the malice of those people towards you, please believe me. But I will also need some time, so please try to keep a low profile for the time being."

Harry said thank you in a barely perceptible voice, and then limped out of the carriage with the help of Ginny. Neville followed them alone, waving to Mike with a forced smile as he walked.

Shaking his head, Mike also said goodbye to Professor Slughorn, and walked out of the carriage under the latter's somewhat stiff smile.

"Mike, are you okay? I heard that there was a fight here."

Franklin had been waiting outside the carriage. When he saw Mike appear, he immediately approached and asked nervously.

"I'm fine, but many people in Hogwarts are a bit hostile to Harry. You should make some arrangements. First, let our people calm down and tell them not to cause trouble for Harry."

"I'm afraid this will be useless, right?" Franklin said with some embarrassment, "Even if they don't do it, others will..."

"Let's take it one step at a time."

"Understood."

Mike walked forward expressionlessly, while Franklin walked towards other carriages.

...

Half an hour later, Mike got off the Night Qi carriage and officially set foot on the land of Hogwarts.

Hagrid was taking care of the night unicorns who had completed their tasks in the square.

The relationship between Mike and Hagrid has improved a lot now, but Mike still doesn't like this sloppy and weird half-giant.

So Mike pretended not to see him and sneaked into the castle hall.

As in previous years, there were four long tables neatly arranged in the Hogwarts Hall, and countless lit candles floated in the air, illuminating the huge hall while covering the starlight on the magic ceiling above, making it look dark like an ordinary black ceiling.

At this moment, there were already many people sitting in the hall. The people at the Ravenclaw table found Mike at the first time, and surrounded him and took him to the head of the Ravenclaw table.

This is a symbolic act. The people sitting in this position in each college are almost the uncrowned kings of this college, or the most respected people.

In previous years, only the seventh-year prefect of Ravenclaw College could take this position, but this year's seventh-year prefect sat below Mike. Not only did he not feel dissatisfied, he even happily told Mike about his interesting stories during the summer vacation and congratulated Mike on his high scores in the exam.

Mike responded fluently, but his eyes kept drifting to the staff seats. He wanted to confirm the current state of Dumbledore's injury, which was closely related to his next plan.

Finally, about ten minutes before the start of the sorting ceremony, Dumbledore and the professors came to their seats, and the sorting hat and its big chair also arrived at their positions.

There was no need for Dumbledore to command. The originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone was familiar with the next process and all cast their eyes on the door of the auditorium.

With Dumbledore's cough, the door of the auditorium finally opened.

Professor McGonagall, wearing a slim lace robe, looked up and walked into the auditorium quickly with the excited freshmen behind him like a big rooster leading the chicks to move, and finally stopped next to the Sorting Hat.

At this time, all the old students in the auditorium also focused their attention on them. The old students were all silent and serious. This was the welcome ceremony for freshmen they held every year, intended to satisfy their bad taste of wanting to see the nervous and uneasy expressions of freshmen.

Facts have proved that they succeed every time, just like now, the freshmen were so nervous and scared that they almost began to tremble.

After a period of staring at each other, the Sorting Hat began to sing the weird song it had prepared for a year.

Like last year, this is a song that encourages everyone to unite and overcome difficulties together. There is nothing to say about it.

After he finished singing the song, the Sorting Ceremony finally got to the point - Professor McGonagall began to call the names.

Looking at the boys and girls sitting on the high chair with confused and nervous faces, everyone was quite touched.

"Hey, Mike, do you think we were as stupid as them back then?"

Franklin asked without turning his head, but Mike was startled when he heard his voice.

"When did you come? You scared me!"

"Oh, really? I came a long time ago."

"Is the mission completed?"

"Of course, there is nothing I can't accomplish when I personally do it." Franklin muttered, but the next moment he suddenly poked Mike with his arm and said excitedly, "Look, the first Ravenclaw of this year has appeared! Mike, get ready, as the first in line, you have to go to greet her!"

Mike came back to his senses after hearing this. He turned his head to look in the direction of the Sorting Hat, and saw a girl wearing a pair of thick glasses walking towards him timidly.

Seeing Mike looking at her, her originally timid steps stopped directly, and a look of fear appeared on her face.

Seeing this, Mike quickly showed a kind smile and went forward to welcome the girl back.

At this time, the other Ravenclaws also stood up, smiling and clapping, welcoming the arrival of the new member.

Perhaps because of shyness, the girl's head, which was originally lowered, lowered even lower. Mike, who was holding her hand, could clearly feel her body stiffening.

Mike arranged her in the seat reserved for freshmen in the middle of the long table. As soon as she sat down, the surrounding Ravenclaws gathered around her, comforting the little girl one by one. Mike returned

to the first seat to welcome the next freshman.

This scene was repeated at the long tables of other colleges, but the situation on the Gryffindor side was obviously more different.

Perhaps they had heard the legend about Harry on the train. Regardless of whether they were born in the wizarding world, the freshmen of Gryffindor gathered around Harry as soon as they arrived at the Gryffindor long table, and greeted him excitedly.

However, Harry was obviously not in a good mood at the moment, and his injuries had not healed yet, so he could only force a smile to deal with these little brats.

This scene was seen by many people. Except for a few of Harry's best friends in Gryffindor, almost everyone was laughing, especially the Slytherins. Draco almost died of laughter.

The sharp laughter made Harry's face even gloomier. If he could, he wanted to rush up and punch Draco in the face!

"Harry,"

Hermione looked at Harry worriedly and gently patted Harry on the shoulder.

But the latter pushed her hand away and looked at the bare plate in front of him without saying a word.

The Gryffindor freshmen around him also dispersed after seeing Harry's dark face.

Twenty minutes later, the sorting ceremony was finally over.

Mike sat back in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was not an easy job for him to receive freshmen. Those naughty kids were really too difficult to deal with.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up from the staff seat. He looked around at the students sitting below with a smile on his face. His eyes were as gentle as a hardworking farmer looking at his crops growing vigorously.

"Hmm." Dumbledore covered his mouth and coughed lightly. The hand he raised was tied with a thick layer of silk cloth, making it difficult to see the true condition of the hand. However, everyone could still see that the hand wrapped in the cloth was obviously much smaller than the other hand, which looked very strange.

After hearing the cough, everyone in the audience turned to look at Dumbledore. Seeing this, Dumbledore said:

"Welcome! New friends and old friends, welcome home! Do you know? At this moment in my heart, I have countless words to say to you. But considering that you are all hungry now, so... let's eat!"