Hogwarts students who are witnessing a sorting ceremony felt strange.
“I know this year is abnormal, I mean … we cancelled Quidditch and got a professor who uses curses against us, but … this is just too weird.” Seamus muttered.
He looked at the grown-up Ilvermorny students, lining up and getting ready to be sorted one by one on the little stool, by the dirty sorting hat.
His buddy Dean Thomas shrugged and said, ” It’s only going to get weirder, there are still three more schools yet to come!”
“Good point.” Seamus nodded approvingly.
At the front of the great hall, Felix spoke mildly, attracting a crowd of curious stares. “All you need to do is walk over, put this hat on, and wait quietly for a while … But I suggest you to state your names so that everyone else can get to know you.”
Byers, who is standing at the front of the line, glances at him and asked, “Mr. Hap, can I call you Professor?”
“Of course,” Felix said, “Feel free to pick my class.”
Byers walked over to the small stool, and when he looked at the sorting hat, he flinched a little and looked back incredulously at Felix, who nodded at him: yes, that’s what you think.
Byers said in a loud voice: “Byers Bach, from Ilvermorny, Thunderbird House.” With that, he closed his eyes in resignation, curled himself up on a small stool, and put on the sorting hat.
“Look!” An Ilvermorny girl gestured to the Sorting Hat.
The greyish hat suddenly split open a slit from the bottom, and at the same time, a voice rang out in Byers’ head.
“Never seen this kind of sorting ceremony, little one?”
Byers opened his eyes and asked in a whisper, “You’re a hat spirit?”
“… Think as you like. How do you guys sort your houses? Oh, so that’s how … standing in front of four statues, waiting to be selected … Hogwarts doesn’t have that much hassle, I can do it all alone …”
“You can see my memories?” Byers gasped.
“Just as you’re currently thinking, don’t interrupt! You are a student of Thunderbird House? Kind-hearted, but also adventurous … suited for both Hufflepuff and Gryffindor – you can pick one …”
” Which House Professor Hap was?” Byers made his small calculations.
“Slytherin … don’t think about it, you can’t … you’re not even close to that cunning boy …”
“No, I want to give it a try!” Byers insisted.
His thoughts are simple, when the competition begins, they won’t have time to attend classes, for now, he just wants to choose the house according to his preference.
But the sorting hat disagreed, it does not want to go against its principles and sort students into a completely inappropriate house. Finally, after five minutes of patience, Byers got impatient and shouted, “Gryffindor!”
Loud applause erupted from the Gryffindor seats.
Byers, felt somewhat lost, as he took off the hat, he heard Felix addressing him, “Go ahead, pick a seat, you’ll make new friends.”
Byers walked over to the long table which belonged to the Gryffindor, and as he sat down, he saw a face that looked almost as round as his.
“Uh, hello?” He offered his greeting, “I’m Byers Bach.”
“Hi, I’m Neville, Neville Longbottom.” The round-faced boy replied.
“Did you take Mr. Hap’s class?” Byers asked.
“Oh, of course …,” Neville’s attitude visibly warmed up as he began to introduce the Ancient runes course, and then mentioned the Magic Runes Club and the dueling class.
Next, the pace of the sorting quietly picked up –
“Steward Emberton, from Ilvermorny, Wampus House.”
“Hufflepuff!”
“Victor Percival Graves, from Ilvermorny, Horned Serpent House.”
“Slytherin!”
“Francis Hunter, from Ilvermorny, Pukwudgie House.”
“Ravenclaw!”
Ten minutes later, the Sorting Hat ended the short sorting ceremony.
Dumbledore rose from his seat and said to the crowd: “Next, I would like to request the prefects of each house to lead your new students to enjoy a leisurely weekend, and at dinner, we will gather back here for a lovely feast, and then the students of Ilvermorny will follow your professors back to your temporary quarters. At that time, Professor McGonagall will distribute your class schedules according to the corresponding houses, and you can choose as many classes as you like during the first week.”
“Is there anything you don’t understand?”
He swept through the room and said cheerfully, “Then let’s get moving, I think you can’t wait!” He turned to the headmaster of Ilvermorny with a slight bow and said, “Professor Fontaine, I have some new tea in my office …my latest collection of this year.”
“Of course.” The Headmaster of Ilvermorny returned the salute with a meticulous smile.
Dumbledore led him away, leaving behind a somewhat distressed Professor McGonagall.
Logically, Professor Wilkinson and Professor Moody were teaching the same subject and should have a lot in common, but McGonagall really didn’t feel comfortable leaving the two of them alone, as she didn’t want to read in the Daily Prophet the next day that Ilvermorny’s professor had been attacked at Hogwarts.
So she went along with them together with Flitwick. As she prepared to talk about some light-hearted topics, she also prepared to stop Professor Moody in time if he planned to talk a lot about his experience of casting curses against his students …
Before leaving, Professor McGonagall passed a look to Felix. She left with confidence because she could see that the other two young assistant professors and Felix knew each other, and she felt very comfortable with Felix.
Sure enough, Jura and Bethany approached Felix.
Before he could say anything, Bethany ran over and hugged him enthusiastically as she said excitedly, “Mr. Hap, this is a belated thank you … for saving my life!”
When she let go, Felix smiled and said, “I just happened to have the ability to do that, and regardless of who was there, I would never have been indifferent.”
Not wanting to dwell on the issue, he changed the subject somewhat stiffly and said, “Miss Bach, Mr. Edmund, would you like to try out the sorting hat?”
It really wasn’t a proper subject to be discussed, and the Sorting Hat looked feeble in his hands.
But Jura and Bethany were really interested, they had just spent quite a long time watching it from the professor’s table, and now they naturally wouldn’t refuse the chance to try it. And the result of the sorting was that Jura was assigned to Slytherin and Bethany to Ravenclaw.
…
“I really did not expect that you guys would become professors. But it looks like you guys didn’t quit the Revolutionary Society?”
Outside the castle, Felix led the two to stroll along the Black Lake, the Hogwarts students all ran off to see the Ilvermorny students, and the surrounding area became empty, with few people visible. A gentle breeze blew, and the large squid in the black lake lazily basked in the sun.
His eyes swept over the sail wave emblem on the right side of the two of their chests as he asked in a gentle tone.
“It’s more than that! Brother Jura is now regarded as the backbone of the Revolutionary Society, many people joined only because of his name, even the emblem of the organization is designed by his own hands.”
Bethany said emotionally, “Actually, Headmaster Fontaine is sheltering us, he hired Brother Jura and I followed along as an assistant professor before the Magical Congress made a formal decision.”
Felix nodded, that made sense. Jura Edmund was the leader of the students in the Paris incident, even if the MACUSA did not pursue it at that time, they would inevitably find trouble afterward. But after becoming an assistant professor at the Ilvermorny School, many problems would be solved.
“But they still broke Jura’s wand.” Bethany said with hatred.
Every time she thinks about it, she will feel angry.
Jura said indifferently: “They just restricted me in these insignificant aspects.”
Bethany said pointedly, “How can it be irrelevant? It’s very inconvenient without a wand!”
Jura shook his head slightly as he looked at Felix: “Mr. Hap, which class do you think I am teaching?”
Felix thought for a moment: “I can only think of a few classes, the Herbology class … no,” he saw Bethany trying to interject and realized he had guessed wrong, his mind quickly spun, no wand needed, and he could relate to him… … He asked in an affirmative tone, “Is it muggle studies?”
Bethany looked at him in surprise.
“That’s right, but we call the course No-Maj Studies there – No-Maj stands for non-magical people.” Jura explained, “I struggled for a while after losing my wand, but soon realized that it affected me much less than I expected … I can cast spells perfectly well without my wand for some basic magic.”
“On the contrary, I had more time to think. In the library, I came across your books, which immediately opened a door for me … Headmaster Fontaine sheltered me, but he didn’t expect me to teach students either; it was my own choice to pursue in this line of study.”
He said solemnly, “So when I found out that the school would participate in the competition, I immediately requested the Headmaster to add my name among the delegation … I hoped to consult you in person!”
…
After they separated, Felix looked at Jura’s back with some emotion, although only a year or so had passed, he had obviously grown a lot and become more disciplined in his work.
“Well, maybe I should suggest to Remus to prioritize opening branches in America.”
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