"Oh yes...... Gryffindor! ”

The sorting ceremony has begun, and both the new students in front of the stage and the old students in the audience are looking forward to it at this moment. You must know that for every outstanding student in the college, the college is likely to get more house points.

Next to the barstool, Maca looked at each new student sitting on the stool with a smile on her face, sincerely wishing them a wonderful school life. In front of him, a parchment scroll floated with a list of new students for the current year.

Taking the Sorting Hat from the little girl in front of her, who had been sorted into Gryffindor House, Maca nodded at her before glancing at the parchment again.

"Next," he read aloud, "Sarah Hohenheim." ”

As Maca called out her name, Sarah immediately stepped out of the queue of freshmen in front of the faculty chair. I have to say that her petite and cute appearance is enough to make everyone pay attention to it. If she can always maintain the well-behaved and reserved nature she is today, she will definitely not be afraid of a male classmate who is not following her ass in the future.

“…… You may be seated! ”

When Sarah walked over to the barstool, Maca reached out and gestured.

"Thank you."

Sarah leaned over to Maka before turning to sit down on the stool, and Maka snapped the Sorting Hat over her head. As soon as the hat landed on her head, there was a sudden snort.

"Huh?" The Sorting Hat muttered in a confused voice, "Brilliant intellect and learning, and mental will that astonishes the Hat...... Got a little bookworm? Uh-huh...... Talent! Quality talent! It's a pity...... Talent is not talent, it's a pity for the hat......"

The Sorting Hat's grunt was soft, but others might not be able to hear it, but Sarah herself could clearly hear it. When she heard the phrase "talent is not talent", her eyes instantly wandered.

"Where should I be assigned?" She spoke suddenly, interrupting the Sorting Hat's whispering.

"Oh, does that need to be said?" The Sorting Hat twisted its tip and shouted cheerfully, "Ravenclaw! ”

In any case, Ravenclaw naturally has another little beauty, which is undoubtedly the happiest thing for the eaglets today. To a rousing and restrained applause, Sarah handed back the hat from her head to Maca, and walked unhurriedly towards the Ravenclaw table.

"'Talent is not talent'?" Maca looked at her departing back and said casually, "What do you mean?" Do you mean her alchemy? ”

"Yes!" The Sorting Hat writhed in his hand again, "It's a rare good...... It's a pity, it's a pity...... There is no possibility that her talent will grow...... Oops......"

"I see," Maka said thoughtfully, "because alchemy has come to an end, do you want to seek a path in another direction?" ”

In a sense, Maca's conjecture at this time was not wrong. It's just that some things can't draw the so-called "truth" just by relying on a little clue.

"Hmm......" he pressed his mind for a moment, looked at the names on the list again, and then said in a loud voice, "Next, Natalie Johnson!" ”

This year's freshmen are not small, but the sorting ceremony can sometimes be very fast. Especially for students with strong personalities, the Sorting Hat always reacts the moment it falls, and then shouts a house name that matches the student in its strange tone.

Alexander waited anxiously in the procession, and one by one the students who had been called sat on the stools, and then a broken hat decided which academy was destined to accompany them until they reached adulthood. If it were placed in the original world, this kind of ritual would definitely make people laugh, but now no one can laugh.

It's all because of the broken hat...... Can actually talk!

After a few wonderful experiences, Alexander thought he would not be surprised anymore. But when he saw the hat speak, and even sing, he was deeply shocked.

"Aren't you surprised, Anns? Hats can talk......" He looked at the classmate who was being sorted in a daze, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the only boy he knew next to him.

"What's that?" Ens replied nonchalantly, but his gaze remained on the ceiling of the auditorium, looking at the starry sky, "Haven't you seen anything more wonderful...... Ah, is this the magical world where my mother once lived? ”

He looked up at the ceiling and muttered softly, but his thoughts had already flown to the ice cave in the ice and snow that day...... And, of course, the huge stone hall in the deepest part of the cave.

At that moment, a voice woke him up.

“…… Next one, Ens Taon. ”

"Hey, it's your turn......" Alexander poked him again.

"I hear you!"

Anns pursed his lips after coming to his senses, then quickly withdrew his looking gaze and walked towards Maca.

"Hello!" Maca looked at him and said, "Sit down! ”

For this boy, who was also contacted by Maca, it was a little different from other children. The first time this little guy went on a magical rampage, Maca happened to be right next door to his house, so it was almost the first time he saw him.

But after that, when he wanted to talk to the father and son again after the holiday, he was somewhat surprised to be rejected by Enns's irascible father at the door. The reason he was given was simple - they knew exactly what Hogwarts was, that they could prepare themselves for school, and that they would be able to board the Hogwarts Express on time for the first day of school.

In that case, of course Maca has no reason to get involved, right?

So it wasn't until tonight that he saw the little boy named Ens Taon for the second time. To say that Maca is not interested in the story of their family is naturally impossible.

It's just that no matter how curious he is, it's just a trivial matter. Maca didn't pay much attention to it, just said hello first, and was ready to put the Sorting Hat on him as soon as he sat down.

But just as the hat was about to fall on the top of Little Anns's head, the main entrance to the auditorium was suddenly opened, and a voice rushed in recklessly.

Maca's hand paused, and she looked at the other party suspiciously—it was Filch, who was a little rough on weekdays, but he didn't make a fuss about the important sorting ceremony. Looks like something has happened.

Not to mention Marca's thoughts, but she saw Filch trotting all the way behind Professor McGonagall, and then bent down and whispered something in her ear.

The next moment, Professor McGonagall beckoned to Maca.

"The Wizards' Federation is here, please go and explain it to them! The Sorting House is an important ritual at our Hogwarts, and we need to ask them to wait a moment. ”

"Coming here so late, it's obvious that I'm here to eat......" Maka shrugged her shoulders and whispered, "I see...... Professor Snape, I'll leave you to the Sorting House by name, I'll have to get out and deal with it!" ”

Since the end of last semester, he has been in contact with it, and this time it is obviously not easy to change to someone else.

"Hmm."

Snape took the list and sorting hat from him and nodded. As Decmaca left the Great Hall and the main entrance slowly closed again, Snape snapped the Sorting Hat to Enns' head.

"Is it starting again? I'll see...... Well, it's hard...... Really, it's a bit hard," the hat began to hesitate again, "Slytherin? Slytherin? You must be ambitious enough and have a good sense of determination...... It's just, huh...... If you want to talk about courage, there is obviously also it, and the head is quite smart...... That's right! Hey, little one! Tell me where you want to go. ”

Although in front of Alexander just now, he acted like he didn't care about the Sorting Hat. But now, when it really fell on top of his head, the kind of evaluation that pointed directly to his heart in every word made his scalp start to tingle.

"You...... You ask me? Ens felt a little unsure of how to answer, "Uh...... I don't know. I think...... It's good that you decide. ”

"Really? Not...... That's Slater...... Oh! No, no, no, wait a minute! I think we have one more option! The Sorting Hat spun to its feet and spun around, screaming, "Hufflepuff! ”

Ens was blinded by the Sorting Hat that he had jumped up and down again, and he reached out and lifted it, but the doubt in his heart made him take it off immediately.

In fact, it was obvious that he didn't understand why he had been saying the names of other houses all the time, but in the end a "Hufflepuff" had popped up?

"Why ...... Uh, Hufflepuff? Ens rolled his eyes and looked overhead, but all he could see was a large brim.

"Click! Because I think it's a good choice! Little one, you-"

The Sorting Hat laughed, as if he wanted to say something more, but Snape had already picked it up and called out the next name.

This year's placement is still the highest number of students in Hufflepuff, at least for now. Although Ens didn't care much about which college he went to, he was still quite depressed because he was a little inexplicable about being divided.

As he walked towards the Hufflepuff table with a puzzled face, the other student following his name had been quickly assigned to Slytherin. Not only that, but even the next name was pronounced by Snape.

“…… Alexander Wolfe. ”

Hearing this, Ens subconsciously glanced back, and Alexander was running to the barstool. As soon as Snape's hands fell, the word "Gryffindor" sounded crisply.

"Seriously, it's more comfortable to have less nonsense!"

Seeing that Alexander was looking this way, Ens turned back decisively and scratched his scalp in dissatisfaction.