Chapter 1: Chapter 1 Sorting Ceremony

"Susan Burns... Hufflepuff!"

"Justin Finlay... Hufflepuff!"

In the large and beautifully decorated exhibition hall, a wrinkled hat was opening a big mouth that was split from the edge of the gap. The brim of the hat made a strange laugh.

As the names of the students and the colleges they were assigned came out from the Sorting Hat, the little wizards clapped their palms enthusiastically or perfunctorily on the seats below.

At least in this orientation meeting, even Gryffindor and Slytherin, who do not like each other, will maintain this relatively harmonious scene.

The little wizards who were waiting to be assigned to the academy in the audience were either nervously or expectantly watching other people put on the sorting hat, and then walked to the corresponding academy seat in the funny voice of the hat.

However, among the new students, there was a thin boy who was out of place. He was staring blankly at the gorgeous and retro decorations around him, as well as the candles suspended in the air. It was bright, and translucent ghosts could be seen flying through the air all around. Everything made the boy unable to adapt to it for a while, and he muttered to himself after a long while.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

"Strange, am I dying in the hospital?" Just when the boy felt familiar and unfamiliar with everything around him, a high female voice resounded in the large exhibition hall.

"Ivan Hals!"

Professor Minerva McGonagall stood in front of the four-cornered table where the Sorting Hat was placed, looking at the parchment scroll in her hand, but after waiting for a long time, she did not see the new student coming up, so she frowned and said loudly again.

"Ivan Hals!"

I haven't seen any movement among the freshmen for a long time, and now even Dumbledore casts doubtful glances, and the old students of the major colleges are talking about it in private.

"Who? Who is Ivan? How dare you?"

"Wouldn't it be that I went the wrong way and missed the sorting ceremony?"

"It's interesting now..."

...

At this time, the remaining freshmen, under the watchful eyes of many professors and seniors, moved a few steps behind them. However, the boy with blond hair and black pupils who had not yet figured out the state was still standing there, looking very conspicuous.

"Mr. Ivan Hals, please come to this stage!" Professor McGonagall repeated.

"Me?" Ivan pointed to himself in a daze and suddenly felt that this scene was strange but unexpectedly familiar.

"Yes, please come up as soon as possible. Just like the others... Other children need to be sorted next." Perhaps because Ivan is a freshman, although Professor McGonagall is the fourth time to ask, I didn't mean to be angry at all, I just felt that this new student might be a little nervous.

Before Ivan could react, he felt that he was nudged, and then the freshmen in the front row unexpectedly pushed Ivan to the stage one by one.

"Okay, kid, come here..." Professor McGonagall stepped forward, put Ivan's shoulders, and pressed him on the chair, picked up the sorting hat, and pressed it on Ivan's head.

The Sorting Hat twisted restlessly on Ivan's head and said quite funny.

"Hey kid, don't be too shy, you're not the first person to feel nervous in a place like this...trust me, close your eyes and it's over...it doesn't hurt at all!"

Ivan rolled his eyes. After staying at the freshman place for a while, he also had some conjectures about the current situation, but he still felt a little unbelievable.

But, is this really Hogwarts? That magical place where magic is taught? But that's not...

Ivan was about to continue thinking about it involuntarily, but the voice of the Sorting Hat rang in Ivan's ear at the right time.

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"Yes... of course, this is Hogwarts! You're not dreaming, I'm 100% sure!"

"I'm guessing you're from a Muggle family, right? Every few years there are a few new little wizards who don't believe magic is real, they say it's all tricks and always want to get it out of my body Here comes a rabbit with long ears... I told them there was nothing in the hat, but they didn't believe it..."

The Sorting Hat rambled about a cold joke, and the split mouth almost extended to the brim of the hat.

The Sorting Hat's ability to read memories made Ivan dare not think too much, so he quickly calmed down.

But perhaps because of the influence of the Sorting Hat, Ivan's mind was like a slideshow, flashes of unfamiliar memories, and the scattered Ivan couldn't piece it together himself. It seemed to be a picture of a witch teaching her magic... …

The witch in my memory was about thirty, with beautiful long blonde hair, and she was talking with her mouth open, and then Ivan only felt a burst of fear hit her heart...

The Sorting Hat was also the first time he saw a little wizard with such a messy mind, but he was surprised that Ivan was not from a Muggle family. How could there be a child from a wizard family who didn't know Hogwarts?

A cold sweat broke out on Ivan's forehead. Although the various thoughts and memories read by the Sorting Hat belonged to the original owner, he didn't know if the hat would read any important secrets. You can only try to force yourself to think about unimportant things.

"Cough cough..." Seeing that the Sorting Hat seemed to have an endless posture, Professor McGonagall had to cough twice, reminding the Sorting Hat on the stage to get down to business.

The Sorting Hat stopped talking, and Ivan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also a little curious about which academy he would be assigned to.

"Well... let me see, optimistic... smart and likes to think wildly..." The Sorting Hat dragged a long tone, and suddenly lowered her voice again. "And a little bit of black magic..."

"I know black magic?" Ivan remembered the memory just now in a daze.

"Oh, yes, an ancient and rare... black magic." The Sorting Hat chatted with Ivan in a low voice, as if whispering something.

"Of course, in my opinion, this is also interesting black magic. It can always make people see some things they don't want to see... Some people have used it to prank, maybe you can try it..."

"Although Dumbledore doesn't want anyone to do this again..." The Sorting Hat complained to himself.

"Then where should I go? Slytherin?" Ivan was a little curious about his knowledge of black magic, but now the most important thing is the issue of the branch.

After sorting out the hospital, he can take off this damn hat that can read memory.

Among the four Houses of Hogwarts, entering Gryffindor requires sufficient courage (or recklessness?), and Ravenclaw needs wisdom or a desire for knowledge.

Slytherin corresponds to a cunning and insidious character and outstanding magical talent.

As for Hufflepuff...it is the most caring and tolerant college, especially good at food-related magic spells, and it is the best choice for foodies.

The Sorting Hat said that learning black magic is very much in line with the standards of Slytherin House, of course, it is possible to be sorted into Ravenclaw because he is optimistic and intelligent.

Ivan thought a little narcissistically...

"No, no, neither." The Sorting Hat's tone suddenly became humorous. "Although it will make you a little sad to say that, Slytherin usually only chooses some talented young wizards, so..."

"Gryffindor!" The Sorting Hat changed the whisper when whispering to Ivan, and the high voice resounded throughout the hall.

"Gryffindor?" Ivan took off the Sorting Hat from the top of his head, a little surprised, and he didn't even have time to complain about the Sorting Hat's evaluation of his talent.

"Yes... yes, you should go there!" the Sorting Hat vowed. "I have never made a mistake, you have the corresponding quality!"

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