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"Last year, when Swift entered the school, he thought it was too dirty, and he washed his hat off with clear water. The hat howled horribly. ”

"But it's okay, I heard that the broken hat hasn't been washed for a thousand years, uh...... Don't talk about such heavy things when eating. ”

At this moment, the hat, which looked shabby and inconspicuous, suddenly cracked a wide slit in the brim of the hat, and sang like a mouth.

You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge people by their appearance,

If you can find a hat smarter than mine,

I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hat jet black and shiny,

Make your high-capped caps smooth and crisp,

I'm a Hogwarts test hat,

Naturally, they are taller than your hats.

Any thought hidden in your mind,

can't hide from the golden eyes of the magic hat,

Put it on and try it, and I'll tell you,

Which college should you be assigned to?

You may belong to Gryffindor,

There is bravery buried in the bottom of my heart,

Their boldness, their courage and their boldness,

Make Gryffindor outstanding;

You may belong to Hufflepuff,

The people there are upright and faithful,

Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest,

Not afraid of hard labor;

If you are shrewd,

Perhaps the old Ravenclaw will enter wisdom,

Those who are wise and learned,

There will always be their fellow believers;

Maybe you'll get into Slytherin,

Maybe you make sincere friends here,

But those who are cunning and insidious will stop at nothing,

to achieve their purpose.

Put me on! Don't be afraid!

Don't panic!

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

You are absolutely safe

Because I'm a thinking hat!

The hat saluted to thunderous applause, and Ron breathed a sigh of relief, "So all we have to do is put on this hat? I'm going to kill Fred, and it sounds like I'm going to fight a giant." ”

"Really, that's it, I've been working hard for a month to learn those weird spells......" Although little Lori Hermione on the side said this, she obviously still saw a relaxed expression.

Harry felt ashamed to wear this hat in public, judging your qualities in public, and he didn't think his intelligence, hard work, courage or scheming stood out enough.

Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, a roll of parchment in her hand.

"Whoever I call by name now puts on his hat and sits on a stool and waits for the Sorting House. She said, "Hannah Abbott!"

A ruddy-faced little girl with two blonde braids stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat that just covered her eyes. She sat down. There was a pause - "Hufflepuff!" The hat shouted.

The people at the table on the right applauded Hannah and welcomed her to their table.

Soon, Ron entered Gryffindor, and the three Weasley brothers stood up at the Gryffindor table in one breath to welcome their little brothers into the academy.

And Neville, who found the toad with a handful of snot and tears, actually got a Gryffindor, and Harry was curious, how did the boy who revealed that I was very timid all over his body get into Gryffindor, which is known for his courage?

Then came the swaggering dragger, Draco Malfoy, who walked over to the four-legged stool, and shouted Slytherin without his hat on, and Malfoy looked proud, as if he had walked into the Slytherin table with infinite glory.

"Harry Potter!"

As Harry walked forward, there was a sudden buzz in the dining room like the sizzling of small flames.

"Potter, is she calling Potter?"

"Is that Harry Potter?"

As his hat was about to be buttoned up to his head to obscure his vision, Harry saw the dining room crowded with people looking at him in the hope of seeing him. Then there is the dark world in the hat and waiting.

When you're very nervous, you have a lot of horrible thoughts, and Harry is the same. It occurred to him what would happen if he hadn't picked him at all, what if the hat had been put on his head to cover his eyes for a long time, and Professor McGonagall had finally pulled it off his head and said, apparently by mistake, that he had better take the train back?

"Well," he heard a small voice in his ear, "it's hard. It's very hard. I can see that I am very courageous. The heart is not bad. Talented, oh my goodness, yes - you have a strong desire to prove yourself, so where am I going to divide you?"

Harry clung to the edge of the stool, Gryffindor, Slytherin, apparently unfortunately, he didn't have the wit to be able to go to Ravenclaw. Although under the introduction of Xiwen, he knew that Slytherin was not naturally black, but after all, Voldemort and various dark wizards were always uncomfortable, so he silently said in his heart, "Don't go to Slytherin, don't go to Slytherin." ”

"Not going to Slytherin, right?" The small voice asked, "Have you made up your mind? You can be great, you know, in your thoughts, Slytherin can help you to glory, and submission to the strong will give you a large following, no doubt - not happy? Well, now that you have made up your mind - then you better go to Gryffindor!"

Harry heard the hat call out the last name to the entire dining room. He took off his hat and walked to the Gryffindor table with trembling legs. He was greatly relieved that he had been selected, and that he had not been assigned to Slytherin, and he noticed that Syvin was smiling at the Ravenclaw table, and that he had barely noticed that he had received the loudest cheers.

Prefect Percy stood up and shook his hand tightly. The Weasley twin shouted loudly, "We've got Potter!

A few more people had passed, and there weren't many people left, and Harry looked at one of his few friends over there with concern, Hermione still waiting. "Hermione Granger," Professor McGonagall finally called out to Lori. Little Lori took a deep breath, okay, relax.

Ron muttered quietly, I tell you, she must have something wrong with her head.

Harry frowned in displeasure, "Don't speak ill of my friend behind your back. "I'm sorry......" Ron clearly didn't care.

Hermione, before her hat completely covered her eyes, saw the soft gaze of Siwen below, and her mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Ah, interesting, interesting, I never thought that a first-year freshman could actually block out deep perception, have you studied Occlumency? What a smart girl, well, there is a crazy pursuit of knowledge in her heart, and at the same time there is a strong courage to prove yourself. It's hard, it's hard, and both Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are great for you. ”

Hermione had even caught up with Harry while she was wearing the Sorting Hat, and there was a whisper of talk below.

Little Lori Hermione thought of Xiwen in Ravenclaw, and seemed to suddenly feel that if she went to Gryffindor, would she be able to lead Gryffindor to win against Ravenclaw, would she prove that she was even better than Xiwen! This thought occupied her mind like a crazy weed, but she wanted to be with Siwen again. Who's going to be with that guy.

"Okay," the hat replied, then shouted loudly, "Griffin...... Law"

The hat stopped, and the noisy hall suddenly fell silent as a crisp voice pierced everyone's hearts, and the crisp voice made it clear to everyone that something was broken.

Above Hermione's back, little cracks widened, and a mist of golden blood seeped through, growing larger and larger as the hall began to tremble. The little wizards were stunned, and the teachers had never seen anything like this before. Dumbledore's hand pressed his elderberry wand, seemingly ready for what had happened.

There was a clear click!The sound of space time shattering, a golden arm stretched out from the crack, and then, the upper body, a humanoid made of light elements tried to squeeze in from another plane, and the scroll suspended above her head seemed to resist the repair power of space.

"For the first time, I had someone I liked. There are people who can be friends for life. Two happy things coincide. And these two happiness bring me more happiness. What you get is supposed to be a happy time like a dream...... But why, is this happening...... It's all you, it's all the world's fault. A sharp voice came from the figure, and she snapped her hand, and there seemed to be more tears in the Sorting Hat.

"Oh, damn it!" The squeeze of space seemed to have caused a lot of damage to the figure, and she could only withdraw from the gap, the golden scroll gradually closed, and the fragment gradually recovered, and the golden figure retreated into its own time and space. And few people noticed that the golden light did not completely withdraw, but quite a few merged into the body of little Hermione, which was the closest one.

What happened? The wizards, who had been in a state of stillness since the golden figure entered, recovered, and it seemed to them that there was a sudden crisp sound, and then a flash of light. They didn't see the figure that entered.

Little Hermione walked down in confusion and sat down in the Gryffindor seat, her face slightly red and afraid to look in the direction of Ravenclaw. And another brown-haired girl, Lisa Dupin, enters Ravenclaw, which means that the Sorting is finally over.

After Dumbledore's cramp-like "crying nose, scraps, twist" speech, over a few mountains, over another lake, and after so much more time than the Sorting Ceremony, the hungry little wizards frantically crushed at the food in front of them. The Dursleys didn't make Harry hungry, but they didn't really let him eat without his belly. Dudley always snatched Harry from what he wanted to eat, even though it sometimes made Dudley want to vomit. Harry took a little of everything from his plate except the mint hard candy and began to munch on it. Everything was delicious. Of course, it seems that it is worse than Alice's sister's craftsmanship.

Harry looked up at the teacher's seat. Hagrid was raising his glass and drinking. Professor McGonagall was talking to Professor Dumbledore. Professor Quirrell, with a ridiculous scarf wrapped around his head, was talking to a teacher with greasy black hair, a hooked nose, and sallow skin.

It happened in an instant, and the hooknose teacher looked over Professor Quirrell's scarf into Harry's eyes, and when the deep black eyes met - Harliton felt a burning pain from the scar on his forehead.

"Oops!" Harry covered his forehead with one hand.

"What's wrong?" Percy asked.

"Who's that teacher? the one talking to Professor Quirrell?"

"That's Professor Snape, the head of Slytherin, who teaches Potions. ”

"Oh, I've heard Siwen say that he's said to be a potions master?"

"Hmm," Percy whispered, "Professor Snape is still very good at Potions, but he's more interested in the Dark Arts, and he's been staring at Quirrell's course for a long time. ”

After all the food was gone, Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The restaurant is also quiet. "Oh, now that everyone is full and drunk, I want to say a few more words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I would like to make a few points to note with you. First-year students are reminded that the woods on campus are off-limits to students. Some of our senior students also need to remember this. ”

Dumbledore's glittering gaze swept toward the Weasley twins.

"Also, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to do magic in the hallways between classes. Finally, I must tell you that anyone who does not want to suffer an accident, a painful and tragic death, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor. ”

"Be reasonable. This is not an obvious telling the group of over-energetic little lions that there is a secret on the right side of the fourth floor, and you should go to the right side of the fourth floor. Qiu Zhang, who was sitting in a few positions next to Xiwen, couldn't help but complain. Even the Ravenclaws, who represent nerds and slightly aloof, can't help but laugh.

Normally, forbidden places will tell why they are not allowed, for example, there are many dangerous beasts in the woods, and this only emphasizes that it is not allowed to go to the right side of the fourth floor, but does not say why, which is obviously strange.

After the school song, the little wizards walked to the dormitory under the leadership of the prefect, and the moving grand spiral staircase, as well as the beautiful and moving murals on the walls, made the little wizards feel very novel. Soon, however, the little wizards who had to climb more stairs felt like their legs were filled with lead because of the frequent movement of the stairs. Of course, a lot of credit should belong to the overly sumptuous dinner that makes people tired.

After frolicking, they finally found their bunks: five beds with four straps, draped with crimson flannel curtains. Their boxes had already been delivered. They were so exhausted that they didn't want to talk any more, so one by one they changed into their pajamas and fell asleep.

Harry soon fell asleep, and it seemed like Ron was complaining about Spotty gnawing on his sheets or something.