Chapter 4 Sorting Hats and Brainwashing Machines?

"So, I'll show you now, please watch it." Ron reached out and fumbled through the dilapidated suitcase for a long time, finally pulling out an old-looking wand, "Oh, this is the wand I inherited, because our family is not particularly wealthy, although even the unicorn's hair is leaking out".

Ron raised his wand aloft, intending to put on a show in front of the two Muggle wizards who had just entered the wizarding world, but at that moment, the door of the carriage was pushed open again.

A girl with brown hair and a not-so-bright boy in a neat new Hogwarts uniform with two large front teeth baring their teeth came into view of Albert, Harrow, and Ron.

"Did any of you see a toad? Neville lost a toad. The girl's tone was very proud and strong, and she was very arrogant.

"Oh, are you going to perform magic......" the girl said, glancing at the three boys in the room, "Oh my God! Are you a child prodigy Crowley? I really didn't expect that you are also a wizard, no wonder you can do so many things that ordinary people can't do! ”

As she spoke, the girl sat down beside Albert, apparently forgetting poor Neville.

"My name is Hermione Jane Granger, and I've been following you since elementary school until yesterday! I'm still your 7777th fan, and you know, I've been targeting you since I was a kid! Hermione's eyes sparkled, and she looked at Albert pitifully like a puppy who didn't want to be abandoned by her owner.

"Oh, Miss Granger, please calm down, and Neville-san at the door, if you don't mind, you can come in and squeeze it, as for your toad, don't worry, as far as I know, magical pets don't leave their owners, maybe it will appear on its own in a while." Albert was really embarrassed, he never expected to meet his fans in the wizarding world, "According to Mom and Dad, aren't wizards a bunch of self-righteous guys who despise mortals and call them Muggles?" Sure enough, it's a bunch of liars......"

Neville looked over, but finally decided to sit down first, he looked at Hermione, who was pestering Albert, and Ron and Harry, who were stunned and overwhelmed, and finally walked over to Ron's side, "Ron, long time no see." ”

"Hey, yes, it's been a long time, Neville, and I'll introduce you to Mr. Albert Green Crowley across the street, and next to me is the famous undead boy Harry Potter." Ron fished his head and shifted his ass to give Neville a spot.

"Harry Potter?" Hermione, who heard the name, suddenly stood up and stared at Harry in surprise, a look that looked even more incredible than looking at Albert.

"I know everything about you. Of course - I bought a few extra reference books, "A History of Modern Magic", "The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts", "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century", all of which mention you. ”

"Mention me?" Harry said, suddenly feeling a wave of lightheadedness.

"Oh my God, you wouldn't know. If it were me, I'd find a way to find all the books that mention me. Hermione said, "Do you two know which house you're going to be sorted into?" I've asked around, I'd like to get a Gryffindor, and they say it's the best, and I've heard that Dumbledore himself graduated from there, but I don't think Ravenclaw is too bad anyway, we'd better go to Neville's toad credit first. You'd better get dressed quickly, you know, we'll be there soon. ”

After saying that, Hermione winked at Albert playfully, "I really didn't expect that I would become classmates with a world-famous prodigy, I don't know how your magic practice is, prodigy, you must know that I tried a few simple spells at home, just to practice, and they all worked." None of my family knew magic, so when I received my letter of acceptance, I was surprised, but very happy, because, I mean, as far as I know, this is the best magic school I know - I memorized all the textbooks, and of course, I just wanted to have enough. ”

With that, Hermione waved her hand and took Neville with her.

"Hey, no matter what house I'm assigned to, I don't want to be assigned to her." Ron muttered discontentedly, dropping his wand into his suitcase, "But speaking of which, man, she seems to adore you, are you as famous as Harry Potter?" ”

"It's okay, I'm still a little famous in the mortal world......" Albert wiped the sweat from his forehead, he really didn't communicate with people very well, and Hermione's presence almost made him sweat. But what's going on with the Sorting House? I've never heard of it. Not only him, but even Harry looked at Ron with a puzzled expression.

"Merlin, don't you know that there are four houses at Hogwarts?" Looking at Harry and Albert with puzzled expressions, Ron had to patiently explain, "Hogwarts is divided into four schools, namely Gryffindor the Lion, Hufflepuff the Badger, Gavin Claw the Eagle and the sinister and cunning Parseltongue Slytherin, you must know that if I am assigned to Slytherin, I will drop out of school directly." ”

"Because it's a vo-oh, I'm sorry, that's the academy where the mystery man stayed." Ron almost said the name, and he was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth.

As he was talking about the highlights, the door to the cubicle was pushed open again, but this time it wasn't Neville, the boy who had lost the toad, or Hermione Granger.

Three boys entered, and Harry immediately recognized one of them as the pale boy he had met in Lady Morkin's robes shop. He looked at Harry with much greater interest than he had in Diagon Alley.

"Is it true?" "The whole train was talking about Harry Potter being in this compartment," he asked. So that's you. Right?" Yes. Harry said as he looked at the other two boys, both of whom were short and ugly, standing on either side of the little white face, one on each side, almost like a pair of his bodyguards. Oh, this is Crabbe, this is Goyle. The pale-faced boy saw that Harry was looking at them, and said casually, "My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." Ron coughed lightly to keep from laughing. Draco Malfoy looked at him, then at Albert, who was sitting across from them, "A Muggle seed?" ”

"You think my name is ridiculous, don't you? Don't ask who you are. My father told me that the Weasleys were red-headed and freckled, and that they couldn't afford to have more children. ”

He turned to Harry and said, "You'll soon be there, some wizarding families are much better off than others, Potter. You don't want to make friends with someone else, do you? I can help you at this point. ”

He reached out to shake Harry's hand, but Harry didn't answer.

"I think I can tell Huai is different, thank you." He said coldly.

Draco Malfoy's face didn't flush, just a faint flush on his pale cheeks.

"If it were you, Potter, I'd be very careful." He said slowly. "You ought to be polite, or you will follow the path of your parents. They don't know what to do. If you hang out with someone like the Weasleys or Hagrid, you're going to be affected. ”

Harry and Ron stood up. Ron blushed as much as his head.

"Say it again." He said.

"Oh, you want to fight, don't you?" Malfoy sneered.

"Unless you get me out now." Harry said that he wasn't actually as brave on the inside as he was on the outside, as Crabbe and Goyle were much bigger than him and Ron.

"But we don't mean to leave, do we, boys? We've eaten all the food, and you still seem to have it here. ”

"Do you want some, then?" Albert watched this farce, and he really felt a headache, and he didn't know if he was a trafficker who fell into it, or a child in the hands of a pyramid scheme, and there was still infighting.

"Shut up, now! Back to your own car! There was a lot of pressure in the air, and Malfoy felt a little scared of the Muggle seed in front of him, but he knew he shouldn't be afraid of a Muggle seed.

"Alright, Potter, we'll see you later. And you, a Muggle seed, and I'll show you how terrible the consequences of terrorizing a Malfoy are! Malfoy clutched the corners of his sleeves, in fact he was very nervous and uneasy. With that, he trotted away without looking back, and, of course, went away with his two henchmen.

Then Albert, Ron, and Harry talked for a long time, in fact, Harry and Ron had been chatting, and Albert was just sitting and listening.

I don't know how long it took, but a voice suddenly echoed on the train, "The train will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes, please leave your luggage on the train, and we will send you to the school for you." Harry and Ron stood up nervously, only Albert was still seated, "Don't worry, the car hasn't stopped yet!" ”

The train slowed down and finally stopped. Passengers pushed and shoved, rushed to the door, and descended to a small, dark platform. The cold of the night sent Harry shivering. Then a lamp flickered above the students' heads, and Harry heard a familiar voice shouting, "First year! First-year students are here! Harry, come over here, how are you?"

In the midst of a sea of people, Hagrid's bearded face smiled. "Come on, come with me, are there any new first-year students? Watch out for the soles of your feet, all right! First-year students come with me!"

They followed Hagrid, stumbling and stumbling, seemingly descending a steep and narrow path. It was pitch black on both sides of the path, and Harry thought to himself that there must be dense woods on both sides. No one spoke. Only the boy who lost the toad occasionally sniffed a sniff or two.

"Turn this corner, and you'll soon see Hogwarts for the first time." Hagrid shouted back. Then there was a loud "Oh!" At the end of the narrow path, a black lake suddenly unfolded. On the high hillside on the other side of the lake rises a majestic castle with spires and windows twinkling under the stars. "No four people per boat!" Hagrid exclaimed, pointing to a group of small boats moored to the shore. Harry and Ron got into the boat, followed by Neville and Hermione. "Are you all on board?" Hagrid shouted, and he was in a boat by himself. "That's good to move forward!" A group of small boats immediately rowed across the mirror-like lake. Everyone was silent, staring at the huge castle that reached into the sky. As they approached the cliff on which the castle stood, it seemed to rise above them. "Keep your head down!" As the first boats approached the cliff, Hagrid shouted. Everyone bowed their heads, and the boat carried them through the ivy curtain that covered the cliff front to the secluded open entrance. They followed a pitch-black tunnel that seemed to lead to the castle underneath, and finally reached a place that resembled an underground pier, and then climbed up to the ground of gravel and small pebbles.

"Hey, look at it! Is this your toad?" The students disembarked, Hagrid said as he counted the empty boats.

"Thank God!" Neville shouted in ecstasy with his arms outstretched. Illuminated by Hagrid's lantern, they climbed a tunnel in the rocks and finally reached a flat, damp meadow in the shadow of the castle.

They climbed a stone staircase and gathered in front of a large oak door. "Are you all there? Look, your toad is still there, right?" Hagrid raised a large fist and slammed it three times on the castle gate.

Subsequently, under the arrangement of a person claiming to be a professor at the school, the group finally arrived at a hall.

What appeared to be the rest of the academy's classes were sitting around four long tables, above which thousands of candles fluttered in the air illuminated the cafeteria. Four tables are lined with glittering gold plates and goblets. There is a long table on the table in the cafeteria, which is the seat of the teachers. 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. The ghosts also mingled among the students, shimmering with a hazy silver light. Harry looked up to avoid their gaze and saw stars twinkling on the velvety black ceiling. He heard Hermione whisper, "There was a spell here, and it looked like the sky outside, I read about it in Hogwarts, a school history." ”

It's hard to believe that there is a ceiling on it, and it's hard to believe that the roof of the restaurant isn't open-air.

"Isn't it rare?" Hearing Hermione sigh there, Albert couldn't help but lean over and said, "Hermione, do you know neoRLd?" ”

"Of course, if anyone except wizards doesn't know neoRLd, they must be outdated old fools." Hermione looked at Albert suspiciously, what are you talking about at this time?

"The 3O floor of the headquarters of New World is a holographic solar system projection, and the walls, ceiling and floor are all galaxies in the universe, which is much more beautiful than this." Albert is not particularly interested in the so-called fantasy version of the scenes, he once used projections to make all the scenes in Star Wars, which is much cooler than this.

However, he was also puzzled, projection can be done, why not use sunlight to illuminate this hall brighter, then it will look much more comfortable.

"Oh, you're disappointed, but does the projection really look prettier than this? How does it compare to Van Gogh's starry sky? Hermione felt discouraged, but she was looking forward to New World.

"If you want, you can project the whole galaxy there!" Albert said, suddenly alerted him by a soft cough.

It was Professor McGonagall, who gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students, and Harry quickly withdrew his gaze. Professor McGonagall placed another wizard's hat on the stool. The hat was patched, worn out, and dirty. Aunt Penny would never let anything like that into the house.

Maybe they're going to conjure a rabbit out of this hat, Harry thought, maybe that's what happened - the people in his dining room were staring at it, and he was staring at it. There was silence in the restaurant. Then, the hat twisted. The brim of the hat was torn open by 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 more beautiful hat than me......"

When the hat was finished, Professor McGonagall pulled out a roll of parchment, "Whoever I call now, I'll put on my hat, sit on a stool, and wait 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. Harry saw the Fat Friar's ghost and waved happily at her.

Everyone was in the happy branch, only one looked at the hat in horror.

"I should have thought of it! Damn MLM trafficker gang actually has a brainwashing device! I heard that in some countries, children are so naughty that people have to brainwash them and become obedient people...... I can't imagine that these liar wizards have mastered the brainwashing device. Damn, I'm definitely not going to wear that hat! ……”

Albert thought as he looked at the people who went up in horror, as if all the children would be formatted as long as they put on their hats.

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