Hogwarts Asylum

Professor McGonagall finally reached an agreement with the Sorting Hat, mainly due to Professor McGonagall's "kind suggestion". In order to continue singing at the sorting ceremony in the future, the Sorting Hat had to agree to give up the rap song it had just created in the past two days. .

After the little wizards became quiet again, the Sorting Hat finally spoke again:

You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge a book by its cover,

If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,

I can eat myself.

……

Come put on me!Don't be afraid!

Never panic!

In my hand (although I don't even have a hand)

you are absolutely safe

Because I am a thinking magic hat!

After a decent song, the audience burst into applause. I don’t know if they were applauding the Sorting Hat’s song or applauding the rap at the beginning.

"If there's a house representative who's indecisive, that might suit me." Harry laughed at himself.

"Hell, that's true, I'm going to kill Fred!" Ron muttered with deep resentment.

"I want to go to Gryffindor, but I feel like Ravenclaw is more suitable for me. Is it up to me to choose?" Hermione was still a little confused.

"Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff," Neville said repeatedly.

The little wizards each had their own ideas, but Professor McGonagall was not going to give them time to think. She took out a piece of parchment.

"Now, whoever's name I call will come over and sit on the stool, put on his hat, and wait for the sorting." Professor McGonagall said,

"Hannah Abbott!"

Ou Luolin looked at the little girl who was dubbed the Iron Hat King by netizens in her previous life with great interest. She had a ruddy complexion, two golden braids, and stumbled as she walked. She should be the first The nervous and timid look is very cute.

Not long after Hannah Abbott put her hat on, the Sorting Hat shouted: "Hufflepuff!"

The Hufflepuff table sitting on the far right burst into applause and cheers, and the ghost fat monk floating in the air spun around happily.

"Susan Bones!" "Hufflepuff!"

"Terry Boot!" "Ravenclaw!"

Compared with the Hufflepuff students, the Ravenclaw students at the second table on the left are quieter, probably because they are not large in number and do not like noise.However, after the new students took their seats, they were much more formal than Hufflepuff. The four Ravenclaw prefects stood up and shook hands with the new students one by one.

"Mandy Broghe!" "Ravenclaw!"

"Lavender Brown!" "Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor students at the second table on the right were probably the loudest in the room. Although their number was slightly smaller than that of Hufflepuff, they were the most active. There were not only applause and cheers, but also various comments. There were whistles, and the Weasley twins even pulled out a small firework from nowhere and exploded in the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall originally wanted to warn the Weasley twins, but she was also very happy that the college she commanded was not the last one chosen, so she gave up and just glared at them before continuing to read the next name.

"Millicent Burst!" "Slytherin!"

Although the Slytherin students on the far left are also very reserved and have the smallest number, their applause and cheers, which have always been united, are even louder than those of the Ravenclaws next door. However, many of them are wondering why their house The dean was not here today, especially the prefects. None of them received the news that the dean would be absent from the banquet.

Harry didn't know if it was because he had heard Ron talk a lot about Slytherin before and met hateful guys like Malfoy, which gave him certain impressions, but he suddenly felt that those people in Slytherin Somewhat unflattering.

The sorting was proceeding in an orderly manner. When she heard her name, Hermione almost ran to the stool and sat down, quickly putting on her hat.

After a long time, Hermione heard a voice ringing in her mind: "It's nerve-wracking, it's really nerve-wracking. You have the intelligence required by Ravenclaw, but you also have the potential for boldness and courage that Gryffindor expects. Where are you going to be assigned? Ah, that’s right. Well, that’s right. Okay.”

"Gryffindor!"

Although Hermione didn't quite understand where the voice in her head came from and why she dared to speak so surely, she was still very happy to be sorted into Gryffindor as she wished. After taking off her hat, she jumped up and down. ran to the Gryffindor table.

Seeing that it took Hermione so long to be sorted into Gryffindor, Harry suddenly felt nervous and a little scared. What would happen if the Sorting Hat didn't choose him?Even Hermione who can memorize so many spells has to spend so much time, so wouldn't the academy be willing to have him who doesn't know anything?Just like Neville muttered before, what if the Sorting Hat asked him to take the train back?

Neville was much more nervous than Harry. He moved hard between Harry and Ron and whispered: "Harry, Ron, give me a hand, I feel like I can't stand still."

Maybe it was because there were people worse off than him, so Harry felt inexplicably relaxed. At least there was someone to ride the train with, right?

When Neville's name was called, he almost stumbled every step of the way, like a believer on his way to Jerusalem.

When he was sorted into Gryffindor, Neville even made a joke. He ran away with the Sorting Hat on, but Neville finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was not rejected by the Sorting Hat, even though the Sorting Hat was judging his belongings. , stayed second only to Hermione Granger, but that was because the Sorting Hat refused to let him go to Hufflepuff.

Harry relaxed a little when he saw that even the confused Neville was sorted into Gryffindor, but he was still a little tensed. He suddenly remembered the scene in the physical education class at the Muggle school. He always The last one to be chosen.

The sorting ceremony continued, with Professor McGonagall reading the names one by one.

"Draco Malfoy!"

After hearing his name, Draco walked over in a swagger. He knew that he must be a Slytherin. There was almost no suspense.

Although he was indeed a little nervous beforehand because he didn't know how the sorting ceremony would be conducted, everyone in the wizarding world knew that members of the Malfoy family were born to be noble and great, just like Slytherin.

Draco glanced in the direction of the Slytherin table. His two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, were already sitting there, leaving a middle seat for him.

Looking at Malfoy, Harry thought that this arrogant guy with golden hair must be a Slytherin. As Ron said, Slytherins are all arrogant.

"Come on, boy," muttered the Sorting Hat.

Draco put on the Sorting Hat, and almost instantly, he heard a name that made him unbelievable:

"Gryffindor!"