Before the freshmen had to wait, Professor McGonagall returned, lined up in a row, and ushered everyone into the auditorium.

The college's auditorium is large with four long tables filled with students. Hundreds of candles floated over the heads of the crowd, and the candlelight illuminated the entire auditorium.

The candle flame is also some kind of magic fire, otherwise the picture of the candle dripping wax together on the top of the head is simply not too beautiful.

By the time all sorts of strange thoughts were pouring through Albert's head, the team had come to a stool with a dirty, torn hat on it.

It is said that this is the Gryffindor hat.

"I wish they had washed the Sorting Hats properly. Albert was a little disgusted with the Sorting Hat, because it was so dirty, maybe it had been a thousand years away, maybe no one had cleaned it at all.

I can't stand it.

By the time Albert came to his senses, the Sorting Hat had finished its usual opening song to the applause of the crowd.

Professor McGonagall took a roll of parchment and began the roll call to sort out the houses.

Of course, Albert was the first to be named, and who made the first letter of his surname A.

In full view, Albert stepped forward, sat down in his chair, and let Professor McGonagall put his hat on his head.

"No Slytherin, no Slytherin. ”

Although he knew that the chances of going to Slytherin were slim, he still read two sentences softly to avoid accidentally falling into the pit.

"Well, it's difficult, you can see that you have a lot of courage, you don't have a bad heart, you have talent, and you don't lack wisdom. The Sorting Hat asked softly, "Where do you want to go but Slytherin?"

Albert was speechless for a moment, did the Sorting Hat mean that he was suitable for any house other than Slytherin?

"Oh, I think you've made your choice, so ......"

"Gryffindor. When the Sorting Hat called out Gryffindor, Albert knew what it was called.

If it wasn't the twins and Lee Jordan in the carriage, but students from the other two colleges, he would have gone to another college.

The Sorting Hat eventually helped him make his choice.

After all, Albert had to stay at the academy for seven years, and he didn't want to be the original Hermione, without a single friend, how tragic that would be.

And, of course, there are night tours, and the twins are undoubtedly the best night tour companions.

As the Sorting Hat called out Gryffindor, the farthest table on the left erupted in cheers.

However, the twins and Lee Jordan in the team couldn't help but talk big, and they didn't expect Albert to be sorted into Gryffindor.

What about the Ravenclaw?

After Professor McGonagall took the hat, Albert walked in the direction of the cheers. The front row of the long table was vacated, apparently for new students.

As Albert passed, several people stood up to shake his hand, and the other had a badge on his chest, presumably a prefect, or student council president.

He shook hands with several people one by one and smiled and nodded in response.

As the Sorting Ceremony continues, Albert returns his attention to the Sorting Hat after the Sorting Hat calls out Slytherin, and as Professor McGonagall reads Cedric Diggory, he looks curiously at the novel's cannon fodder.

The other party is still a handsome guy, no wonder he will be called a cream student, but I don't know if the other party will become a tragedy. After all, this time there is your own little butterfly fanning the wind.

As expected, the Weasley twins were indeed sorted into Gryffindor, and a red-haired man was so happy that he beckoned to the twins, and Albert took a closer look, it was supposed to be the legendary Percy Weasley.

Incidentally, the Weasley twins were at the bottom, and after they were sorted into Gryffindor, the sorting ceremony was over, and Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment, took the sorting hat and left, and the bench disappeared with him.

"Wow! We thought you'd be sorted into Ravenclaw. Both the twins and Lee Jordan stared at Albert with exaggerated expressions, as if they were looking at some rare animal.

This one wasn't assigned to Ravenclaw, and the Sorting Hat wasn't broken.

"Isn't that weird?" Albert dismissed, "By the way, I just discovered a secret about the Sorting Hat. ”

"What's the secret?" asked Lee Jordan curiously.

"It's not a secret to say it. Albert wasn't going to tell them, "That's why I was sorted into Gryffindor." ”

Albert's gaze swept over everyone's faces, and he couldn't help but shake his head, "I said it so clearly, no one guessed it, should it be said that it really deserves to be Gryffindor?"

However, everyone no longer paid attention to this so-called secret, and after the sorting was over, it was Dumbledore's turn to give a speech, and then it was time to eat a big meal with an open stomach.

"Welcome...... Dumbledore looked at the students with a smile on his face and stretched out his arms to them, "Welcome to Hogwarts, the new semester has begun!" That's it: stupid, crying nose, scrap, screwing!" Thank you!"

It's really just a few words.

The gap, that's the gap!

Compared to those guys who talk a lot of nonsense, Dumbledore still understands the minds of freshmen, and knows that everyone has little patience to listen to nonsense.

"Do you know what those words mean?" Albert asked the prefect beside him, turning his head to ask.

The prefect who was questioned by Albert froze, and obviously didn't know how to answer the question.

At this moment, the prefect suddenly felt that the Weasley was right, this guy should go to Ravenclaw instead of staying in Gryffindor.

"Looks like no one knows what to do but ask him personally?" Albert muttered. These few sentences are considered to be the unsolved mystery of the story of the Harry Potter novels.

The corners of the mouths twitched when the people next to them heard this, and they didn't know what to say, did they plan to ask Dumbledore directly?

Ravenclaw students aren't as inquisitive as you are!

This is definitely an eagle hiding in a pack of lions as an undercover agent.

Hey, get somebody and throw this guy on the table next door!

Ignoring the strange stares of the others, Albert fell into deep thought.

In my last life, there were several interpretations of these sentences on the Internet:

Legend has it that the Latin meaning of those words is: May Merlin bless you.

Of course, there are also people who believe that it is the different attitudes of the four faculties.

Ravenclaw students think that anyone who doesn't make it to Ravenclaw is stupid.

Gryffindor students think that others are not as brave as they are.

Slytherin students think that half-breeds or mudbloods are useless scraps.

Hufflepuff students want students from other houses to adjust their ways.

As for what the truth is, Albert doesn't know, maybe he will have the opportunity to know the truth and learn it from Dumbledore.

Rumble!

Lightning struck the roof of the castle, and the climate magic that had been cast suddenly became ineffective.

This scene really scared everyone.

Dumbledore drew his wand and cast his magic on the top of his head, the lightning and thunder disappeared, the rain disappeared, and the sky was once again filled with stars.

"Alright, the banquet begins. Dumbledore lifted his spoon and tapped his glass, announcing the start of the feast, and the plates on the table were filled with food as if by magic.