In the open space at the end of the four long tables filled with students in the auditorium, there was already a high-backed chair and an old, worn, wrinkled wizard's pointed hat placed on it.
Farther away, at the end of the auditorium is the professor's table arranged in an arc, with a white-bearded Dumbledore in a white robe in the middle.
He is also much taller than others when he is sitting, and his white beard is very long, which reaches under the table. He looks very old, but in good spirits.
Ted glanced at the professor's chair and saw that Snape, who had greasy hair and a gloomy face on his big day, was there, and the elf-half-blood Flitwick who was sitting on a special stool was also... Quirrell, who looked like Asan with his head covered, was also there. exist.
Fortunately, okay, at least the main plot of the first grade has not changed.
If Quirrell was missing, or if his head was not covered, Ted would really not be able to figure out what was going on.
If you can't find the north when you come up, it will really be the beginning of hell.
Professor McGonagall held a piece of parchment and said loudly: "The classmate whose name I called, sat on the chair and put the hat on the head..."
The Sorting Hat on the high-backed stool twisted, and the wrinkles on it turned into eyes and mouth, and then he sang:
"This is a legend that spans thousands of years, describing four wizards with powerful minds and wise minds.
The brave Gryffindor came from the desolate swamp. Beautiful Ravenclaw, from the tranquil lake.
The kind Hufflepuff comes from the vast valley. The shrewd Slytherin comes from that quagmire.
They vowed to impart what they had learned throughout their lives, and wizards and wizards came from far and wide to make their ambitions stronger, until this castle stood on the shores of the Black Lake..."
The little wizards were naturally stunned, seeing a singing hat for the first time.
Ted clapped his hands symbolically: Nice singing, don’t sing it next time.
Professor McGonagall was naturally tired of hearing it, so she directly read the name: "Hannah Abbott?"
"Yes." The Iron Hat King responded and hurried up, nervously placing the Sorting Hat on his head. His little head couldn't hold up the Sorting Hat at all, and even covered his eyes.
"Hufflepuff~" In about four or five seconds, the Sorting Hat loudly sorted her into Hufflepuff.
The Hufflepuff badgers clapped their hands to welcome her, and she waved to Ted, who was not far away. They had known each other through the introduction of her grandfather Old Tom.
The protagonist of Liu Shui is the iron-clad Hannah, and everything comes naturally after that. What about Ron's first kiss with the predator Lavender Brown, what about Seamus, the demolition wizard...
Seamus Finnegan, known as the genius of explosions, not only had the unique skill of blowing up cauldrons, but also caused the organization to be surrounded and suppressed by Umbridge on the first night he joined Dumbledore's Army - known in history as the Moxxi Explosion Incident.
Everyone's sorting time is long or short. Some are assigned as soon as they put it on, and some take as long as one or two minutes to get the results.
Ted felt a little bit scared. After all, the Sorting Hat must have some Legilimency ability. Or the ability to identify a wizard's character.
Although Ted, as a psychic, had a well-protected mind, he had not been tested and had no confidence.
Worried that if something goes wrong, something big will happen.
Years later, there was a legend: Child, when you entered school, the whole of Hogwarts echoed with the echo of your branch—Azkaban!
But there was no time for him to think about it, because the first letter of Epiphany was E, and his ranking was quite high.
Soon Professor McGonagall called him: "Ted Epiphany~"
She glanced at Ted, clearly impressed by the student. All her Transfiguration textbooks from that year were mailed to Ted.
Ted nodded to Professor McGonagall, put on his hat and sat on the chair.
As a psychic, he has a very deep understanding of spiritual problems and has unique coping skills.
Generally, the ability to detect the target's thoughts can only detect the current emotions or thoughts. There is no way to retrieve memories, except by extremely violent means.
So Ted only needs to start thinking about the various books he has read before. The amount of data of almost 1M per second flows crazily, and a book can be read in ten seconds.
If the Sorting Hat can still detect his emotions or thoughts in this situation, then it will be a magical tool!
"Hmm..." The Sorting Hat hesitated: What the hell happened?
It felt a headache for the first time. Could it be that it was going to grow a brain?
There was no movement for thirty seconds.
Ted decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock. He whispered, "Any questions, Mr. Hat?"
"Hmm~ It's hard to choose. It seems that there is a force that has been influencing me to recognize you..."
Concealed thoughts plus mental resistance level 2 are indeed useful, but methods such as Legilimency, Mind Reading, and Veritaserum will be interfered with.
Coupled with Ted's "thought flow attack" that does not respect martial ethics, sneak attacks on this thousand-year-old skill make it really confused.
After dozens of seconds, the Sorting Hat finally spoke.
"Shrewdness, pursuit of strength, and disdain for law and authority are very suitable for Slytherin..."
Ted: Huh?
"Intelligent, pursuing knowledge, and skillfully handling all problems encountered, he is very suitable for Ravenclaw..."
Ted: Huh?
"Brave, eager for the unknown, courageous and courageous, very suitable for Gryffindor..."
Ted: Huh?
"Diligence, willingness to be ordinary, and a rare loving and tolerant heart are very suitable for Hufflepuff... What should we do?"
Ted: Are you fucking blind?
Ted seriously doubted that it couldn't see clearly, so it said all four colleges were fine. It was like fortune-telling, and it was talking like a wheel!
Knowing that his method worked, Ted was stable.
He felt that the opportunity was rare and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Hat, how old are you?"
"Hoho, I'm over nine hundred years old!"
"Oh! Magic that can last for thousands of years is already great." Ted sighed with a "shocked" look on his face.
"Ho ho ho ho ho, it's a compliment, it's a compliment, it's not that bad." The Sorting Hat was photographed very comfortably.
At this time, Professor McGonagall coughed a few times, and the Sorting Hat responded: "Ahem, we have to continue sorting."
"Are you assigning me to Azkaban?" Ted asked.
"Haha, you are so funny, I like you." The Sorting Hat was amused.
That's good!
Ted breathed a sigh of relief: "I think it's acceptable as long as I don't go to Slytherin."
"Are you sure? You should be able to do a great job there."
"Of course, you also said that I am willing to be mediocre and I have never thought about doing anything big. And do you think it is really suitable for me, a yellow-skinned little wizard who was born in a Muggle orphanage, to go to Slytherin?"
"Well, since you insist - Ravenclaw!!!" the Sorting Hat shouted at the top of his lungs!
After more than four minutes of hesitation, the Sorting Hat sorted Ted into Ravenclaw.
The little wizard below and the professors above are all impatiently waiting.
Professor McGonagall once again looked at Ted who put down his hat and bowed to him - when she was sorted, it took her five minutes to be sorted into Gryffindor.
To be honest, she was a little regretful that Ted was not sorted into Gryffindor. After all, she quite admired this little guy who was self-reliant and self-reliant.
Of course, Ted had no regrets at all. After all, if it fell into the hands of Professor McGonagall, I might not have any good juice~
Ted waved to Hermione, Harry and the others, and sat down on the Ravenclaw table.
A group of people nodded or greeted me.
Ron was in the crowd and whispered to Neville and Jerry, "It's a pity that Ted wasn't sorted into Gryffindor!"
Jerry whispered back: "This doesn't affect us being friends, does it?"
Neville: "Yes." These five friends are his first friends, and their relationship will not be affected by different colleges.
Hermione looked at Ted, feeling a little anxious.
After Ted sat down, he began to think.
Ravenclaw! Being a scholar or magical researcher is not a bad idea either.
The literal translation of "Ravenclaw" is "Raven's Claw", and the hidden meaning of the name is "Greedy Predator", which means the thirst for knowledge.
Ravenclaw's motto: "We come from the lakeside, we are wise and knowledgeable, we love to study, we are different from ordinary people, we are far-sighted, we are Ravenclaw."
"We are scholars who are covered in darkness but see through the darkness. We are ravens who soar in the sky but never forget to gaze at the land."
"Thank you to ancient Ravenclaw for giving me the eyes to see the world and the quick thinking."
However, Ravenclaw’s presence in the original novel is not strong.
For Ravenclaw herself, perhaps the most depressing thing is that none of the outstanding students mentioned in the original books are studying in her college.
Iron Triangle, McGonagall and Dumbledore are from Gryffindor, Snape and Voldemort are from Slytherin. If Grindelwald studies at Hogwarts, he will be sorted into Slytherin 10,000 times. Cedric Diggory, the real player in the Tournament of Power, is a Hufflepuff.
Embarrassing in capital letters!
But there is nothing wrong with Ravenclaw. As the saying goes: longing for knowledge, longing for knowledge, longing for knowledge, Ravenclaw, don't be trapped... uh, forget it! never mind!
A "ding~" sound woke Ted up.
"The mission [Magical World! (Green)] is completed. Reward 300 experience, magic power +lv1, random card."
Ted clenched his fists and resisted the desire to open the card on the spot. It would be bad if there were any strange phenomena.
Just hold back and wait until no one is around at night.
It’s hard to bear!
At this time, Professor McGonagall called Hermione's name.
The little girl hurried over and put the hat on her head. Hermione was assigned...
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joke:
Harry walked forward and sat on the high-backed stool, and Professor McGonagall placed the huge Sorting Hat on his head.
"Well, you are very brave and smart. I think you are suitable for materials science." The voice of the Sorting Hat appeared in Harry's mind.
"No biochemical ring materials! No biochemical ring materials..." Harry muttered silently in his heart.
"Don't you want biochemical environmental materials? You can obviously make a lot of achievements... Since you have made up your mind, then - the School of Civil Engineering!"
When Harry heard this, his face was dull and he collapsed on the floor as if his soul had been sucked out.
Next up is:
"Harry Potter and the Concrete Stone"
"Harry Potter and the Project Manager's Office"
"Harry Potter and the Crane Man"
"Harry Potter and the White Wine Glass"
"Harry Potter and the Wardens"
"Harry Potter and the Bathing Prince"
"Harry Potter and the Red Bucket of Death"
