Chapter XVII

Unlike pure-blood teenagers who were intent on behaving, Muggle wizards walked out of the room with a look of fear or confusion, through the foyer, and through a double door at the back into the sumptuous dining room.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, there was a sound of spitting all around, and most of the wizard boys showed a timid look when they were watched by so many people at the same time.

Students from the rest of the academy were already seated around four long tables, above which thousands of candles fluttered in the air lit up the cafeteria. Four tables are lined with glittering gold plates and goblets. At the top of the cafeteria is a long table with the teachers' seats. Professor McGonagall brought the first-year students over there and had them line up in front of the entire upper class, with the teachers behind them. The candlelight flickered, and hundreds of faces staring at them were like pale lanterns.

Sephiroth silently glanced around, taking in all the scenes around him.

The first thing to pay attention to is, of course, the gathering place of pure-blood wizards, Slytherin.

The number of people was really too small, and compared to the three tables that were rarely available in the other three houses, Slytherin students couldn't even fill a quarter of their own table.

The second thing to pay attention to is, of course, the professors sitting above. With that huge magical power, even with so many people apart, Sephiroth could vaguely feel a threat from them.

Sure enough, adult wizards are completely different from young wizards, not to mention these professors who can teach the next generation of wizards, most of them are definitely the better ones in the same year.

Looking up, you can see a few stars shining on the velvety black ceiling, and it's hard to believe that there is a ceiling on it, and it's hard to believe that the roof of the restaurant is not open-air. The ceilings of Hogwarts are truly different. Astronomy occupies a precious place in this magical world, and astrology has always been the direction that magicians pursue.

Compared to using a telescope to hunt for stars in the sky, using this ceiling is much easier.

Just as the freshmen were at a loss for what to do, and didn't know where to put their hands and feet, Professor McGonagall appeared with an old, dirty pointed hat.

She placed a low, quadrangular stool in front of the freshman, then put the torn hat on it and stepped away.

The hat was patched, worn out, and dirty.

Looking at this hat, Sephiroth, who had a habit of cleanliness and had a flap again, instantly got goosebumps when he thought that his head was going to touch this dirty thing next.

At the very moment when the pointed hat was placed on the stool at the corner, the hat writhed as if it were a dead thing, and the brim of the hat was torn open by a wide slit like a mouth—and the hat began to sing:

You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge people by their appearance,

If you can find a more beautiful hat 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,

I'll tell you which house you should be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is 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 honest and loyal,

Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest, unafraid of hard labor;

If you are shrewd, you may get into the wisdom of old Ravenclaw,

Those who are wise and learned will always be there to yujian their fellow believers;

Maybe you'll go to Stetelin, maybe you'll make sincere friends here,

But those who are cunning and insidious will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

Come put me on! Don't be afraid! Don't panic!

In my hands (even though I don't even have one) you are absolutely safe

Because I'm a thinking hat!

After the Magic Hat finished singing, the audience applauded, and the Magic Hat bowed to the four tables one by one, and then stood still.

Harry Potter and his little friends were stunned, revealing a demented look on their faces. What he saw, what he heard, a hat singing, that torn and dirty hat actually came to life!

While everyone was silent, 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. The Fat Friar's ghost waved happily at her.

"Susan Burns!"

"Hufflepuff!" The hat shouted again. Susan quickly ran over to Hannah and sat down.

"Terry Bout!" Ravenclaw!"

This time, the second table on the left clapped and applauded. When Terry joined them, several Ravenclaw students stood up and shook his hand.

Mandy Bloch was also assigned to Ravenclaw, and Lavender Brown became the first Gryffindor freshman, and the farthest table on the left erupted in cheers.

At the beginning of the Sorting House, with Professor McGonagall's roll call, the ranks of freshmen shrank rapidly, and the Freshman Sorting House that was called quickly merged into the four tables like water dripping into the sea.

The ranks of freshmen were dwindling, and soon Draco was called up.

When Draco's name was called, Draco walked over in a big way, and immediately got his wish, screaming "Slytherin!" as soon as his hat touched his head, "Slytherin!"

Sephiroth pursed his lips secretly, don't look at him and walked up with a proud and calm face, but Sephiroth saw that he secretly swallowed and spat at the breath when he was called to cheer himself up before pretending to go up like that.

Soon, Sephiroth seems to have discovered a pattern, and the roll call was apparently not random, but in absolute order according to the first letter of each person's surname.

Draco Malfoy, the first letter is M, Sephiroth has a moment in his mind, Sephiroth Blake Sterling, the first letter is S, and he has at least 5 letters left in his turn. Sephiroth suddenly glanced at Harry Potter, in his memory, Harry Potter was behind a person named Sally Pots, that is, behind S, but Harry Potter was obviously P, and I don't know if it was the professor's mistake or intentional.

"Sephiroth Black Sterling!"

Before he could figure it out, Professor McGonagall called out his name.

Zuihou straightened his collar, Sephiroth walked over indifferently, carefully pinched the hat with his fingertips, hesitated for a moment, sighed slightly, and buttoned the hat to his head.

Sitting in his chair, Sephiroth remembered the glances he had made when he walked up, and Snape and Dumbledore's gazes had clearly lingered on him for a long time. Fortunately, there is no malice in it, probably because I am a little curious about my own famous pureblood.

Probably due to Sephiroth's disgust that the Sorting Hat was too dirty, and his mind was full of thoughts about it being over quickly. The moment his head touched the Sorting Hat, the Sorting Hat exclaimed, "Slytherin! ”

How so?

Sephiroth was full of questions, because he heard that Ravenclaw had his own library, so he subconsciously chose there, and he also planned to help Slytherin pull some allies in Ravenclaw, and it was all in vain.

Draco and the others should not be surprised by their choice, and many of the Stirling family members also came out of Ravenclaw, but they are still firmly on the side of the nobility.

In addition, it is not incomprehensible that Sephiroth has shown a love of reading since he was a child.

But this is good, and it was decided without even having to discuss it.

Do you feel like a Slytherin?

Before he had time to think about it, Sephiroth took off his hat and walked to the Slytherin table that welcomed him with applause.

"I knew you were going to be here!"

After Sephiroth sat down, Draco secretly punched Sephiroth in the chest with his fist, a look of joy on his face. No one knew this friend better than him, and Draco was confident that there would be no better Hogwarts student than him.

Perhaps, even "that person".

Sephiroth had a bitter smile on his face, and at first he thought it was Dumbledore who had done something and didn't want to let himself go somewhere else. But after thinking about it, firstly, he probably wouldn't be able to get into Dumbledore's eyes at this time, and secondly, the Sorting Hat was made with the thinking of the Big Four, and it was impossible for Dumbledore to deceive it.

The matter has come to this, and there is nothing to regret, but to change your own jihua.

Originally, if he was assigned to Ravenclaw, Sephiroth also wanted to learn how to be an excellent student in the eyes of the teacher. Unfortunately, Jihua couldn't keep up with the changes, and he entered Slytherin.

With Senior Tom's good example, it is estimated that the professor will not be small for Slytherin to produce another excellent student like this, and it will probably be better not to mention that he will win over other students according to Jihua, and it will be good not to be targeted to death by the professors.

Moreover, with Voldemort as a precedent, even Sephiroth, who was more good in Slytherin, had only two options, either to be spoiled by the professors or to be forced to join the Death Eaters.

Although there is someone above Sephiroth who is not really mixed up so badly, there is no doubt that without the help of other liliang, this shijie will not be able to interfere.

After all, Sephiroth's Liliang is not as powerful as the main body.