With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

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Harry went up and sat on the triangular stool, where Professor McGonagall placed the enormous Sorting Hat on his head.

"Hmm, very brave, very intelligent, I think you're suited for materials science," the Sorting Hat's voice echoed in Harry's mind.

"No biochemistry and environmental materials... no biochemistry and environmental materials..." Harry murmured to himself.

"Don't you need biochemistry, environmental science, and materials science? You clearly have the potential to achieve great things..."

"But since you've made up your mind, then go to the School of Civil Engineering!"

At the same time, Professor McGonagall announced the result, and Harry collapsed to the floor as if his soul had been ripped out.

Chapter 13 Shira

"We got Porter! We got Porter!"

When the Sorting Hat announced Harry's house, cheers from the Gryffindor table echoed throughout the Great Hall.

The lion cubs vied to shake hands with Harry, taking great pride in doing so.

Ron was sorted into the penultimate house, and he was also sorted into Gryffindor.

His brothers were overjoyed and applauded wildly, which eased his pale face.

Levin looked at the long table next to him, where Harry and Ron were both looking at him with regret.

Levin thought it was alright.

The only thing to consider is Dumbledore's opinion.

In Levin's view, this greatest white wizard was good in every way, except that he was too focused on the conflict between good and evil, to the point that he would do many things that were inconsistent with the headmaster's status.

For example, his attitude towards black magic.

For example, the establishment of restricted book sections in libraries.

For example, openly favoring Harry.

For example, arranging great adventures for Harry year after year.

In Levin's eyes, Dumbledore was undoubtedly the greatest white wizard, but not a qualified headmaster.

Unfortunately, we are under someone else's roof.

As long as Levin is at Hogwarts, he will inevitably face interference from Dumbledore.

However, there are ways to avoid this.

Levin knew very well that what Dumbledore cared about most was the prophecy about Harry and Voldemort.

He will not tolerate anyone interfering with the progress of the prophecy.

Although I unexpectedly came into contact with Harry in elementary school,

But as long as I maintain normal communication with Harry at school and don't have excessive contact with him...

Dumbledore most likely didn't think he would have any influence on that prophecy.

Then he naturally wouldn't interfere with his own life.

After all, once he arrived at Hogwarts and entered the wizarding world, Levin intended to live his own life, rather than being relegated to being the protagonist's sidekick.

Levin had no intention of keeping a low profile at school.

Hogwarts is, after all, a school, and teachers always like to give the green light to top students, don't they?

"Do you know Harry Potter over there?" A boy's voice suddenly rang out beside me.

"Yes."

Levin didn't explain much, slowly averting his gaze before turning to look at the other person.

The voice belonged to a brown-haired boy whose gaze was fixed on the food on the table, staring blankly at a plate of mixed fish soup.

Are you very hungry?

The little wizard is always proud and doesn't want to be seen as a glutton. This blatant display of greed is indeed a bit strange.

"Yes, I forgot to bring my allowance, so I didn't eat anything on the train." The boy said, swallowing hard.

“My name is Levin Green, nice to meet you.” Levin extended his hand.

"My name is Stephen Kornford."

Levin recalled that the name did indeed appear in the original book.

But apart from his name, the other character has no role in the original work.

But this seemingly ordinary NPC is now actually appearing in front of me.

In an instant, Levin's understanding of this world deepened considerably.

You feel yourself becoming more and more integrated into this world, but the impact of your arrival on this world will gradually become apparent, as the anomalies caused by you will be gradually revealed.

"My arrival has had some impact on the world? What impact? I haven't noticed anything."

Just as Levin was puzzled by this, Albus Dumbledore stood up.

It's time for the principal to speak.

In his previous life, Levin would definitely have eaten something to fill his stomach first.

But at Hogwarts, this is not necessary.

Dumbledore looked at the students with a broad smile, stretched out his arms to them, and said loudly:

Welcome everyone to Hogwarts for the start of the new school year!

"Before the banquet begins, I'd like to say a few words. That is: Idiot! Crybaby! Trash! Squeeze! Thank you everyone!"

This strange blessing left everyone baffled, but Levin had heard some speculations about it.

The term "idiot" refers to Ravenclaw, whose wizards are usually the most intelligent and consider students from other houses to be idiots and fools.

Crying: The word "crying" is also often used to refer to "fat". Unfriendly children use this word to insult and despise their fatter or less physically fit peers. Most Gryffindor students consider themselves brave and believe that students from other houses are not as courageous as they are.

"Scraps": This term also refers to small scraps of cloth that cannot be used to make useful items. Slytherin students are proponents of pure-blood culture and value integrity and unity. Students from other houses are not considered true wizards by Slytherins; they are seen as useless scraps.

"Twisting: Hufflepuff's students don't fit into any of the previous three categories; they're not particularly bright or brave, and there are many half-Muggle wizards among them, but they always manage to bring everyone together."

Following this line of thought, the good principal's intention was to remind students from different colleges to avoid prejudice and unite as one.

But he himself failed to do this at all.

From this perspective, it's fortunate that Levin wasn't assigned to Slytherin.

Then, Levin noticed that Stephen next to him suddenly widened his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the once empty long table was now filled with food, so much so that Levin could practically recite a long string of words:

There's roast beef, roast chicken, honey-glazed chicken legs, honey-glazed pork ribs, pork chops, lamb chops, steak, sausages, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, mashed potatoes, fries with ketchup, Yorkshire pudding, pea sprouts, carrots, broth, pumpkin juice, orange juice, pumpkin pie, pork pie, apple pie, and...mint hard candy?

The abundance of delicious food immediately enlivened the atmosphere, and everyone clinked glasses and enjoyed themselves immensely.

Stephen almost immediately started eating like crazy.

Levin, of course, was no less impressive.

Ironically, this was the most sumptuous meal he had eaten since he transmigrated.

Halfway through the meal, Stephen suddenly leaned over and asked, "Levin, why are you eating with two wands?"

The other eaglets around him also turned to look at him.

Levin: "This isn't a magic wand, it's chopsticks. As a Chinese person, it's perfectly reasonable for me to eat with chopsticks, right? If you don't believe me, go ask that senior."

Levin was pointing in the direction of a beautiful Asian senior student, Zhang Qiu.

The girl nodded: "So you're of Chinese descent too... Levin is right, my mom also taught me how to eat with chopsticks when I was at home."

The main meal lasted about half an hour.

Just as Levin was happily munching on his stomach, the leftover food on the table disappeared.

And then, incredibly, dessert appeared!!

Puddings in various flavors, ice cream, apple pie, syrup pie, chocolate muffin, fried jam donuts, liqueur-soaked jam pudding, strawberry, jelly, rice pudding...

Levin and Stephen simultaneously let out bursts of groans.

These two foodies had already stuffed their stomachs to the brim, and hadn't expected there to be a dessert surprise.

As a result, they could see that every dessert looked so tempting, but they couldn't eat anything else.

During dessert time, a little mishap occurred again at the Gryffindor table.

The Gryffindor ghost, "Nearly Headless Nick," suddenly emerged from under the table.

The bloody scene terrified the lion cubs so much that they almost vomited on the spot.

Finally, dessert time was over.

Dumbledore began his final statement:

"Now that everyone has eaten and drunk their fill, I'd like to say a few more words. At the beginning of the semester, I'd like to remind everyone of a few points to note..."

"Attention first-year students: Students are strictly prohibited from entering the wooded areas on campus. Some of our homeroom teachers should also remember this."

As he said this, Dumbledore glanced at the Weasley brothers.

"Furthermore, Mr. Filch, the administrator, also asked me to remind everyone not to cast spells in the hallways during breaks."

"The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Students who are interested in participating in the college team please contact Mrs. Huo Qi."

"Finally, I must tell everyone that anyone who does not want to suffer an accident and die in pain should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

Levin's face darkened after hearing this.

If there's a way to make everyone want to do something, the best way is to forbid it.

That old bee did it entirely on purpose.

If you don't want people to go, just seal off the corridor.

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!"

After Dumbledore finished speaking loudly, the expressions of all the teachers and most of the senior students seemed to stiffen even more.

Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a long, golden ribbon floated out, twisting and coiling like a snake above the high dining table to form lines of text.