Chapter 9

Hogwarts: Start Fusion Phoenix Bloodline Chapter 9

Calling his name, Peter York stepped forward without hurrying and sat down gracefully on a stool.

"Hello Mr. Sorting Hat!"

"Oh, very polite freshman, not bad in heart and eye, full of thirst for knowledge, very suitable for Ravenclaw; He also has a pure magical biological bloodline and is very ambitious! I know where to put you, well, that's it. The Sorting Hat shook his head and said.

Curious and wary, Peter asked the Sorting Hat, "Are you performing a dementor?" My memories are all seen by you? "

"Ha, vigilant little one! Don't worry, I'm a Gryffindor hat, and I've been injected into my own mind by the four giants, so I can only feel your thoughts at the moment, and I won't be interested in the secrets in your little brain melons! Nor will it tell anyone. The Sorting Hat said somewhat unhappily at Peter's distrust.

Peter apologized, "Sorry, Mr. Sorting Hat, I just don't like my memories being probed!" "

"I forgive you, little fellow!" The Sorting Hat said, "But looking at you like this, I feel that my judgment is not wrong, I know where to assign you, and when you get there, you will definitely make a great achievement!" "

"Slytherin!" The Sorting Hat announced loudly.

Before taking off his hat, Peter whispered, "Mr. Sorting Hat, can you help me keep it a secret?" Don't tell anyone! "

"Rest assured, little fellow, I am a collection of the four giants' thoughts, and no one can make me open my mouth, not even the headmaster!" The Sorting Hat said proudly.

Peter breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and took off his sorting hat, bowed to it, and walked over to the Slytherin table.

The students of Slytherin House gave a few symbolic rounds of applause, showing little affection for the suspected Muggle wizard.) The other academies were only Cedric Diggory of Hatchpuff, and gryffindor twins who enthusiastically applauded him.

Peter York showed an aristocratic side, gracefully and calmly walked to the front first grade position, ignoring the exploration of others, smiled and nodded to Cedric and the twin brothers, and then sat down.

The Sorting Hat was right to say that he had ambitions, that he could risk his life to transplant the Phoenix bloodline in order to become a wizard, but that didn't mean he wanted to participate in Dumbledore's struggle with Voldemort, nor did he want to be a savior.

As long as he didn't provoke him, he would stay quietly in the Slytherin Academy and silently improve his strength until he was not afraid of anyone's threat.

"Ding, host joins Slytherin House and awards 1 point!" Currently 27 points! The system prompted in his mind. Qin Yu smiled, he was very happy to be able to increase his points.

Now that I have only arrived at school, I have accumulated a quarter of the points. In this semester, there is a high probability that you will be able to reach 100 points! At that time, you can fuse the bloodline of another magical animal to enhance your own strength.

Among the magical beasts in the magical world, thunderbirds can manipulate weather lightning, invisible beasts can stealth and predict short-term futures, birds and snakes are as big as they want, etc., all of which are Peter's very eye-hungry abilities!

When the sorting was over, Dumbledore stood up, and the students were quiet.

"The banquet begins"

Suddenly, a sumptuous meal appeared on the polished gold vessel, and everyone began to enjoy dinner happily.

Under the eyes of Slytherin, Peter York ate food bite by bite, and the etiquette engraved in his bones made him eat with great elegance.

After dinner, the plate became bright again.

After the principal ordered a few prohibitions and sang the magic school song, the new students of each house returned to their dormitories under the leadership of the prefect.

Slytherin's prefect was chris Jones, a fifth-year student, who led the first-year students to the door of the cellar and said "Glory" to the coiled snake statue on the door.

Then he looked at the new student and said, "If you don't want to be locked out of the door, remember the password!" "

The Slytherin common room is dressed up in a palatial setting, with silver and green pairing perfectly, and snake markings everywhere. Everyone gathered together and waited for the dean's instructions.

The door opened, and a black-robed Snape with a gloomy face was like a vampire, and his hollow eyes scanned everyone coldly, slowly making a magnetic sound.

"Since you have entered Slytherin, it means that you have a certain Slytherin essence in you, and I don't want you to be like the brainless Gryffindor, Slytherin values honor, worships the strong, and as long as you are not a troll, you can get what you want."

"Now, it's the chief battle within the academy, and the first place in each grade is the grade chief, and everyone has to obey the chief's orders!"

As soon as the words fell, Dean Snape's wand emitted a white light, turning the center of the lounge into a platform, "First year students start first." "

There were only twelve Slytherin freshmen at this level, including Peter York, all of whom stood on the stage, and no one wanted to abstain.

There were no pure-blood aristocratic students like Malfoy in this class, but only Peter York was suspected of being muggle-born, so everyone pointed their wands at him, and the senior students also looked at him coldly.

Peter York drew out his purple-shirted wooden wand and looked at everyone with a cold look, really being bullied.

A freshman first couldn't help it, and a leg-locking curse "leg stiffness and death" was thrown at Peter York, which immediately caused a chain effect.

"Tarantella!"

"Hot and spicy!"

"Front tooth race stick!"

There are also more complex spells, which are obviously well educated in preschool magic.

"Fainted!"

Countless spells were directed at Peter York, and he did not hesitate to give himself an armor to protect himself, and threw several spells in succession.

"Obstacles!"

"Obstacles!"

"Except for your weapons!"

After all, Peter York was a man with the magic of an adult wizard, and he knocked down the group of new students in a few clicks, and several of them were hit by their own spell bounce, leaving only Peter York and a strong Alan White on the stage.

Just as White was tensely confronted, Peter York took a few steps off the stage and sat leisurely on the couch under the many surprised eyes and White's angry stares.

Snape, who had been silent all along, raised an eyebrow, and a spell calmed the chaotic scene.

"First-year chief, Alan White!"

As the senior students dueled, the scene became more and more exciting, all kinds of high-level spells flew around, and Peter York also watched with great interest, he mastered too few spells, and had no actual combat experience, which was what he urgently needed.

The talent and ability he showed in this battle attracted the attention of Slytherin students and received corresponding respect, and some new students of the same grade also took the initiative to greet him.

After the chief finished the competition, he returned to his bedroom and looked at the door number with the names of Peter York and Alan White written on it, and Peter York sighed that it was fate.

Entering the house, looking at White, who was sorting clothes on the other bed, he took the initiative to go over and say hello, "Hello, I am Peter York, and I will be a roommate from now on, and I hope to get along happily." "