There was silence in the restaurant. Then, the hat twisted. The brim of the hat was cracked with a wide slit, like a mouth. 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 the Sorting Hat for Hogwarts testing,

Nature is higher than your hats,

Any thought hidden in your mind,

can't escape the golden eyes of the Sorting Hat,

Put it on and try it,

I'll tell you,

Which college should you be assigned to?

You may belong to Gryffindor,

There is bravery buried in the bottom of my heart,

Their boldness, their courage and their boldness,

Make Gryffindor outstanding;

You may belong to Hufflepuff,

The people there are upright and faithful,

Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest,

Not afraid of hard labor;

If you are shrewd,

Perhaps the Ravenclaw of wisdom,

Those who are wise and learned,

There will always be their fellow believers;

Maybe you'll go into Stetelin,

Maybe you make sincere friends here,

But those who are cunning and insidious will stop at nothing,

to achieve their purpose.

Come put me on! Don't be afraid!

Don't panic!

In my hands (even though I don't even have a hand)

You are absolutely safe

Because I'm a thinking Sorting Hat!

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, the audience applauded, and the Sorting Hat bowed to each of the four tables, and then stood still.

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, "The first, Guy Avery! ”

A boy with light brown hair walks up to the Sorting Hat and puts it on. A second later, the Sorting Hat shouted "Slytherin!" ”

The rightmost table erupted in applause. Guy Avery smiled, and walked over to the long table.

"Cynthia Black!" Professor McGonagall calls out the second name.

Cynthia let out a sigh of relief and slowly walked towards the Sorting Hat.

"Hmm... You're a good witch, the Black family, and you should go to Slytherin. But you have enough courage, and Gryffindor is good. Well, you're so smart, Ravenclaw is for you! It's hard to choose......" muttered the Sorting Hat.

"I'm going to Slytherin! I belong there! Please, sir! ”

"Oh? Slytherin, well, now that you've decided, ......"

"Slytherin!" The Sorting Hat shouted the name.

There was a round of applause at the Slytherin table. Cynthia put down her hat, bowed to the teacher's seat, and happily walked to the long table.

"Thea! Come here, we've been waiting for you for a long time. A gray-eyed boy beckoned to Cynthia. I saw that his long platinum-blond hair was smooth and scattered in his robe, his deep eyes were full of pampering, and a gentle smile was on the corner of his mouth, which set off his picturesque appearance more and more.

"Lucius! It's a pleasure to meet you! Cynthia walked quickly over to the boy and sat down next to a blonde girl across from him.

"Sissy! I almost got sorted into another house! Cynthia hugged the girl's arm and whispered.

The girl rubbed Cynthia's hair dotingly, and whispered, "Okay, look, Regulus is here too!" ”

Cynthia looked up when she heard this, and saw Regulus walking towards them and sitting next to Lucius.

"It's a good thing I've always thought about Slytherin, otherwise my father and mother would have eaten me if I had been sent to Gryffindor like Siris!" Cynthia said to her brother.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she hurriedly asked Lucius, "By the way, there is a second-year student named Severus Snape, do you know?" He's my new friend, but I can't find him now! ”

Lucius frowned when he heard this, and said, "Severus Snape? Thea, how did you end up friends with him? He's just a poor half-blood. ”

"Don't do that, Lucius, Regulus and I are his friends!"

"Is that so? Regulus? ”

"Well, well, sort of, he solved some problems for Thea that had been bothering her for a long time."

"Well, there he is, my dear Thea." Lucius gestured to the end of the long table.

"Can I bring him here? Lucius? Cynthia asked cautiously.

"Well, it's a little inappropriate, but for the sake of Hea, you're a friend, bring him over." Lucius pondered for a moment, "Goyle, bring Snape here." He said to a chubby boy next to Regulus. Crabbe, you sit next to you and vacate the seat next to Cynthia. He said to the boy next to Cynthia.

When the boy heard this, he vacated a seat.

I saw the first boy walking over with a thin black-haired boy.

"Hey! Severus, we meet again! Come and sit here! Cynthia waved at the boy.

The boy hesitated a little, looked at the chief Lucius, and after seeing Lucius nod at him slightly, he glanced again in the direction of the Gryffindor table, and then turned back in disappointment and sat down next to Cynthia.