MTL - Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 17 The Sorting Hat

 A few minutes later, more and more ghosts began to appear in this small room. They were tall, short, fat, and thin, and they came in all shapes and sizes, which really gave the freshmen a surprise.

　　These little wizards were really scared at first, but soon they discovered that these ghosts were not scary, but were very friendly and would greet everyone enthusiastically.

Even in order to relieve their nervousness, a ghost specially performed a small talent for them, such as holding their heads with both hands, which is unique to ghosts.

"cool…"

Looking at the head that was flying up and down, some people couldn't help but sigh.

 “Thanks for the compliment, but I have something even cooler.”

The ghost seemed to be interested, and after speaking, he immediately threw his head out, and then did a gorgeous front somersault, spinning three and a half times in the air, and finally landed on the ground and stretched out his hand to catch his head steadily.

The movements are smooth, the postures are elegant, and every landing point is precise.

Not surprisingly, this set of actions won immediate applause from everyone, even Kyle.

This kind of talent is not often seen.

 Wonderful, indeed wonderful.

"Thank you, thank you all." The ghost circled the arena, bowed slightly to everyone, and said proudly: "Oh, did I forget to mention that I joined the Headless Hunters Club with this set of actions. Of course. , I’m not showing off, I mean you all have great taste.”

 After this, the place became completely heated.

The little wizards gathered around and shouted at him to do another one.

The ghost was not stingy either. Although he did not perform the difficult moves like before, his continuous little tricks still made everyone laugh.

"Ah."

 But at this moment, a sinister sneer suddenly came from the side: "What's there to be proud of?"

 Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked over, only to realize that the speaker was also a ghost.

"I'm sorry, Sir Nicholas Porpington." The headless ghost also recognized this colleague wearing a wheel-shaped ruff, and said quickly: "I just want to make the children happy, and there is no other intention."

 “It’s better that way.”

“Of course, and I sincerely hope Jazz joins the Headless Hunters club this year.”

The almost headless Nick glanced at the other party expressionlessly, then walked away through the wall.

Being interrupted by him, the headless ghost stopped performing and shrugged his shoulders: "Okay everyone, you should also start sorting. Get ready now. See you later."

 After saying that, he walked through the wall and went to the auditorium.

Although everyone felt it was a pity, they had no choice but to watch the headless ghost leave.

However, the atmosphere in the room did not drop much.

 After watching the ghost show, everyone was very happy and looked forward to the next branching.

 …except Conner.

 She was the only one in the room who wasn't paying attention to the ghost performance just now.

Until Professor McGonagall came back, the little girl was huddled in the corner, her whole body was almost turning gray, and her whole body was still exuding an aura of despair.

 It's a pity that Professor McGonagall didn't notice this.

“I left for a while, and you became such a mess!”

She pursed her lips and looked at the group of freshmen below with a serious face and said: "You can hear your laughter in the whole auditorium. Is it that funny, or do you think the sorting is a funny thing? "

 Professor McGonagall's voice was not loud, but everyone was silent, lowering their heads, not even daring to breathe. This continued for more than a minute before Professor McGonagall continued: "Remember, sorting is a very serious matter, please keep quiet.

 Now, line up single file and follow me. "

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started to move. They lined up in less than a minute and followed closely behind Professor McGonagall.

Kanna was among them, being pulled by Kyle, moving around like a zombie.

 …

They walked out of the room, walked through the foyer, passed through double doors, and finally entered the luxurious auditorium.

 Compared with the hall, the auditorium is more magnificent.

The entire auditorium is jaw-droppingly big. Even with four long tables filled with students, it doesn't feel crowded at all.

There were luxurious gold plates and goblets on the table, and thousands of candles floating in the air illuminated the place.

Further up, the velvet-black ceiling is dotted with stars and clouds billow, leaving those who look at it dumbfounded.

Someone whispered to his companions: "There has been magic here. It looks like the sky outside. I read about it in "Hogwarts: A History of the School"."

Kyle followed the sound and lost interest after realizing that the person speaking was a boy.

 It's a pity, if he had entered the school a year later, he should have become good friends with Hermione.

Everyone walked to the front of the auditorium before stopping.

 Further up is the teacher's bench.

 Dumbledore, wearing a purple robe, sat in the middle, with his silver-white hair and beard neatly trimmed. At this time, he was wearing his iconic half-moon glasses and looking at each new student gently.

 Sitting next to him was the Fourth Dean.

The head of Slytherin with shiny hair, Severus Snape.

 The short Head of Ravenclaw, Filius Flivi.

 The friendly-looking Head of Hufflepuff, Pomona Sprout.

As for the head of Gryffindor, Professor McGonagall, her position is temporarily vacant because she has to preside over the branch.

Counting them, there were about twenty professors who came to attend the opening banquet today, but Kyle could only recognize less than ten of them without even guessing, and the rest had no impression at all.

But this is normal, Hogwarts is so big, if there are only a few professors in his memory, it will not be enough no matter how he thinks about it.

What's more, half of the professors he knows are still young, so the reduction will be even less.

 …

Kyle looked away.

At this time, Professor McGonagall happened to be holding a four-cornered stool in front of the freshmen, and then placed a patched, brown pointed wizard hat on the stool.

 Well, let’s call it brown.

Because the hat was so dirty, even though Professor McGonagall's movements were very light, a lot of dust was still stirred up the moment it fell.

Moreover, under the candlelight, there was a glimmer of light on the hat, which was obviously coated with starch. It was basically impossible to see its original color under this condition.

Kyle can guarantee that if this hat is not the Sorting Hat and appears in his house again, then one of him and Chris will definitely die.

 Or maybe they were both beaten to death by Diana.

 (End of this chapter)