Professor McGonagall brought the first-year students into the hall, in front of the "podium", and asked them to line up in front of the entire upper class, with the teachers behind them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Darren saw the situation on the long table from a close distance, there were all kinds of gold plates and goblets on the four long tables, shining in the light of candles, and the table was already full of students of all sizes, although it looked like a lot from the front, but Darren counted a little, about three hundred, maybe a little less, because the table was too long, but one thing was the same as he thought before, the number of people in each college was about the same.

That's interesting!

When Darren looked around the dining room, Professor McGonagall had already taken out the famous Sorting Hat, which looked like a top wizard's hat, and it was patched, very old, and very dirty, but this hat had to be hundreds of years old, and it was easy to understand the worn, why was it so dirty, could it be that the magic of the Sorting Hat was afraid of water?

Suddenly, the hat moved, and a wide slit cracked in the brim of the hat, like a mouth:

You may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge people by their looks, and if you can find a more beautiful hat than me, I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hat jet black and shiny, and your high hat smooth and structured, I'm the Hogwarts test hat, and I'm naturally taller than yours.

None of the thoughts hidden in your mind can escape the golden eyes of the magic hat, put it on and give it a try, and I will tell you which house you should be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is the bravery buried in the bottom of your heart, their courage, Courage and boldness make Gryffindor stand out, you may belong to Hufflepuff, where the people are upright and loyal, and the Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest, and are not afraid of hard work, if you are shrewd, you may enter the wise old Ravenclaw, and those who are wise and erudite will always meet their fellow disciples there, and perhaps you will go to Stetelin, and you may make sincere friends here, but the cunning and insidious will stop at nothing to achieve their ends.

Put me on! Don't be afraid! Don't panic! You're safe in my hands, for I'm a thinking hat!

After the hat finished singing, the whole restaurant applauded, and the hat actually squirmed and bowed to the four tables one by one, and then seemed to run out of strength and stood still.

"We're just going to kill Fred, and he sounds like we're going to fight a giant." Ron whispered, well, he now knew he was being kept in the dark by seven Weasleys.

Darren looked closely at the Sorting Hat, and Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, a roll of parchment in her hand.

"Whoever I call by name will put on his hat and sit on a stool and wait for the Sorting House. She said, "Hannah Abbott!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Susan Burns!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Teribout!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Mandy Bloho!"

"Ravenclaw!"

After a few Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws in a row, Lavender Brown finally became Gryffindor's first freshman.

Millisenberster then became the first Slytherin.

Gryffindors and Slytherins began to appear, and Hermione in Harry's trio was the first to enter Gryffindor without any suspense, and then, "Darren Shaun Lee!"

Is it finally him, Darren took a deep breath and stepped forward, Professor McGonagall put a hat on him, of course, it would be more accurate to say "buckle", after all, this hat is too big for an 11-year-old, and at the same time, he said in his heart, "I'm going to Gryffindor." ”

As expected, the hat responded, and a small voice sounded in his ear, "It depends on your talent. ”

"Then why are the first few people to be Hufflepuffs, then Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin, and each house has about the same number of people?"

“……”

"I happened to learn a little bit of math, and if your sorting criteria are constant, do you know how low the probability of such an assignment is? If you let the Hufflepuff students know that they are all benchmark samples used to determine the distribution of the samples, do you think they will burn you in a fire? ”

"Gryffindor!"

When Darren's eyes appeared in the dining room again, he turned to look at the podium, and saw an old man sitting on a golden chair in the center of the podium, with a pair of half-moon glasses on the bridge of his nose, and silver hair and beard hanging down, also looking at him from behind the glasses, Darren bowed to Professor McGonagall and the podium, and went to the Gryffindor long table, of course, soon Harry would also come.

However, Harry's arrival was clearly more welcoming than Darren's, and almost all the Gryffindors gave a standing ovation except for the freshmen, and the Weasley twin brothers shouted loudly, "We've got Potter!

Unfortunately, Harry had apparently not yet woken up from the excitement of the Sorting House, completely ignoring Darren's shouts, and in his confusion, he did not realize why this seat was empty, because there was a ghost across from him......

Soon after, Ron sat down at the Gryffindor table, and when the last freshman was assigned, Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment and left with the Sorting Hat.

Dumbledore stood up, looked at the students with a smile on his face, and stretched out his arms, "Welcome! Welcome to Hogwarts to start the school year! That's it: Stupid!crying nose!suck!screw!(nitwit!blubber!oddment!tweak!) Thank you!"

When he sat down again, everyone in the room applauded and cheered, and Harry next to him was a little overwhelmed, "Is he- a little crazy?" He hesitated to ask the Gryffindor prefect, and from the red hair, he knew that he was also a Weasley, named Percy.

"Crazy?" Percy whispered, "He's a genius!the best wizard in the world!, but you're right, he's a little crazy." Would you like some potatoes, Harry?"

Patcy didn't seem to know either, and Darren turned to look at Hermione, "How do I know?"

Hermione was a little surprised, "Maybe it was some kind of spell, maybe it was some kind of magic, maybe it was just a joke." ”

Darren continued to look at Hermione, "Oh, well, let me think about it, but it's a little familiar, I think I've heard it somewhere. ”