Soon the children were led by Professor McGonagall to the middle of the hall, and Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students.

Professor McGonagall then placed a top wizard's hat on the stool. The hat was patched, worn out, and dirty.

Then, the hat twisted. The brim of the hat was torn open in a wide slit, like a mouth—and the hat began to sing: You may think that I am not pretty, but do not judge people by their appearance, if you can find a hat more beautiful than mine, I can eat myself.

Morgan knew about this for a long time, and he was happy to listen to the hat singing, and even writhing to it.

For Morgan's attitude, all the nervous children relaxed.

At this moment, Morgan was stunned.

Because he heard a ding.

[You hear a magical song and are affected, activating some related attribute.] 】

【Song of the Sorting House】

[Function: The Song of Sorting at the beginning of each year is the Sorting Hat's prediction for the year, as long as you can sing the Song of Sorting in its entirety, then you will get the power of one of the four founders of Hogwarts.] 】

[Note 1: Due to your own strength, you can only get the wisdom of the four founders now, and then you can get the magic or other abilities of the four founders.] 】

[Note 2: The Song of Sorting can only be used once a year, for only one hour at a time, and the previous song cannot be repeated, and the Song of Sorting must be sung in its entirety.] 】

[Note 3: Please note that no matter how you choose, you must never choose to get the souls of these four people, not even for a minute.] 】

Yes?

Morgan was so frightened by what he saw that he never thought he would encounter such a situation.

It's just listening to a song that you can get such a powerful ability.

Although there are various limitations to this ability, although this ability can only be used once a year, it can only be used for an hour at a time.

But that's enough, think about who those four are, if nothing else, when the basilisk incident happens next year, he's going to be replaced by Slytherin, what Tom Riddle, even if you're Tom Hanks, it's useless.

But the last sentence reminded Morgan that no matter what, he couldn't choose the souls of these four? It seems that the Tao in magic is still relatively deep.

But now he shouldn't be thinking about it, he should have made a note of the song the Sorting Hat sang.

Maybe when you go to the branch, you can ask if he has any of this song score for sale.

It was at this time that Professor McGonagall began the environment that every Harry Potter fanfic must have, called 'Hannah Abbott'.

The girl who will always be ranked first in the first year will only shine once at this time.

Has she done anything since then?

Morgan shook his head, he didn't seem to remember the girl's final ending, as if he was married to whom?

Just then, Professor McGonagall shouted with the list, "Hannah Abbott! ”

The scene was silent, and there was not a little girl with a ruddy face and two blonde braids, stumbling out of the queue or anything.

Morgan looked up a little puzzled, what was going on?

Professor McGonagall's face became a little serious, "Hannah Abbott? Are you there? ”

At this time, someone among the freshmen cautiously raised his hand, "Well, Professor, when the line stopped just now, it seems that I saw Hannah Abbott go in the other direction. ”

"Stop, when will the line stop?"

Professor McGonagall's face became more serious.

"That's it, that's when the big guy went to look for the little boy who was left at the train station, yes, that's when he was."

When he said this, all eyes were on Morgan.

Morgan was a little angry, what kind of eyes is this, if I hadn't stopped it, the team would have dispersed a long time ago, and when I left, I asked if it was everyone, so that everyone could pay attention to whether the people who came together were separated.

Now look at me, what do you mean by that?

Professor McGonagall understood what was going on, and she took the list and said, "It's okay, I'll arrange for someone to bring her back, then the next one, Susan Burns!"

Then a little girl ran out and carefully put on her hat.

"Hufflepuff!" The hat shouted.

All the children breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't something like fighting a troll, they weren't afraid.

Soon the children were called up in order and assigned to the various houses.

They were called in alphabetical order, and Draco, Harry, and Hermione were all properly arranged.

Morgan was the only one standing here.

As for the children who have not yet been assigned, they are all far away from Morgan, as if they are afraid that something bad will happen if they come into contact with Morgan.

Morgan didn't care about them, he kept his head down as if he was playing with his wand.

Just then, Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "Morgan Potts." ”

Morgan put his wand away and walked calmly, and before he could take a step, he felt something behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw Neville shrinking behind him at some point, and if he hadn't turned around, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Morgan really didn't know what to say about Neville's situation, but now that was his time to play, he didn't have time to pay attention to Neville.

He had only taken a step forward when Morgan heard a commotion from below.

"Is that him?"

"It's him, isn't he handsome!"

"Yes, it looks super ambiguous."

"It should be rich."

"What about the dragon......"

Morgan looked up in the direction where the sound was most dense, and he noticed that Lucy Edhrland was staring at him with several girls about her age, and Morgan felt a little dangerous in their eyes.

Gryffindor, on the other hand, seems to have made its own arrangements clear.

No, it's too dangerous, let's change places, talk to the hat and see if we can go to Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff.

One of the two academies can learn more, the other can eat more, and they will not participate in the civil war of the school, which is the best choice to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

While thinking, Morgan picked up the hat and buttoned it on his head, and Morgan immediately sent out an idea.

"Mr. Hat, I think your song is good, what should I do if I want to get the lyrics of the song you sang? Find an owl to deliver a letter to you? ”