Chapter 53 - Albus Dumbledore.

A lit room with countless people talking along.

Both entered inside but the lady suddenly turned to him, and whispered, "Mr. please wait over there, Professor Dumbledore will speak with you".

Ezekiel nodded and went to the side of the door, while the kids who sat inside looked at him and whispered non-stop, hate, love, anger, surprise…many emotions were sent to him, yet he didn't care as he looked at the people sitting high above the students.

In the middle sat a white haired, with long white beard man whose age looked around 70-80 years old, while from the look of respect from all around him, and the seat which seems the head seat, could be deducted that he is Albus Dumbledore. While many others sat beside his right and left, although he didn't know either their name, or their teaching, the one who attracted him the most apart from Dumbledore, was a man with cold attitude and black robes with his hanging black hair.

The lady which whispered to him, took some papers and went outside the Hall. While some of the people attention was attracted to the new students, there were some who kept looking at him, like Dumbledore himself and the black-haired man, with caution within their eyes.

As the new enrolled kids entered the Hall, they looked around everywhere, while most of them concentrated towards the ceiling as there could be seen instead of the structure of the building, the night sky with thousands of candles floating around.

"Will you wait along here please?" said while pointing the kids.

"Now, before we begin Professor Dumbledore would like to say some words".

Dumbledore got up from his seat and looked at the kids, "I have a few start-of-terms notices I wish to announce. The first years please note, that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students" pausing, he pointed back, "also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that the third-floor corridor on the right hand-side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death".

The lady continued with her speech, "when I call your name, you will come forth, I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head and you will be sorted in your houses" while picking a dirty hat with two features, mouth and eyes.

"Hermione Granger" called out the first name.

As the hat was placed on top the Hermione who walked up to the stage while trying to relax herself, it started speaking.

Sorting Hat: "Right then, right. Gryffindor or Ravenclaw, hmm which one would you like girl?" said as he looked through her memories.

Hermione didn't know which one to pick, she just wanted to explore everything while also learning.

"Gryffindor" suddenly the hat exclaimed.

Everyone of Gryffindor's table started applauding to welcome her.

Lady: "Draco Malfoy".

Ezekiel who was standing behind looked at the process of how the students were chosen by a hat which seem to have the ability to read the mind, or heart of someone. Which he will have to look into in the future, for research purpose and also to see how powerful the spell is. As he continued watching he heard another name, and knew who the boy with Harry was.

Lady: "Ron Wesley".

Sorting Hat: "Hah! Another Wesley, I know just what to do with you. Gryffindor".

Lady: "Harry Potter".

Suddenly the entire place went silent and looked at boy with a scar on his forehead walking towards the stool as he was placed the Sorting Hat on top.

Sorting Hat: "Difficult, very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see, not a bad mind, either. Hmm, there is talent, oh yes. And the thirst to prove yourself, but where to put you?" paused to hear Harry.

Harry just kept whispering, "not Slytherin, not Slytherin…".

Sorting Hat: "Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure?".

"You could be great, you know, it's all here, in your head. And Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, not doubt about that, no?".

"Well if you are sure, better be, Gryffindor".

Everyone clapped their hands, even Dumbledore while the black-haired man looked at Harry Potter with a piercing gaze.

As the students kept going, Ezekiel paid attention to those who seemed to have a great future, or influence in the story to unveil, although he didn't know if he has already changed the trajectory, he felt more fun without knowing the future, after all he could explore the present, past and make a future.

After all the students were managed to their different classes, the lady which had spoken to him before brought the attention of all.

Lady: "Your attention, please".

Dumbledore got up from his seat once again, and spoke, "let the feast begin", just he finished every table's plate which was empty suddenly food popped out nowhere. Which made the new wizards exclaim in delight, and hunger.

While the kids were immersed in their food and enjoyed the company of those around him, suddenly many figures started floating around which seemed to be the soul of many people who have left their history in the wizarding world. Ezekiel who stay standing there, did not interfere but did observe the souls, as they were not full souls, just a remnant of the real one and seemed to be filled with magical energy of this world.

Time passed, the students finished their dinner and went off to their dormitory while the professors sitting high above everyone left, except Albus Dumbledore. Ezekiel took his suitcase and walked forward towards the table, while Dumbledore looked at him and made a gesture to follow him.

Both walked inside the school while Ezekiel examined the structure of the school and the hidden magical energy places hidden by nȧkėd eye.

Dumbledore was first to speak, "may I ask who are you?".

Ezekiel: "I am Ezekiel Kosmos, a traveler".

Dumbledore: "Why did you come here?" said as he stopped and looked him in the eye.

"Explore the magic in this world".

Dumbledore: "What do you mean this world, where are you from?" as his hands started moving.

Ezekiel: "As I said just a traveler, do not try reading my thoughts it is impossible, nor your magic would work on me, so let's talk what is necessary".