Chapter 137: The Sorting House (1)

Bronze felt like his legs were filled with lead, and he could barely take a step. Strangely enough, he stood in the queue behind a pale blonde haired boy, followed by Joshua Donawan, followed by Lena Donavan and Linus Breggie, and of course, Louise White was the first to take the lead, who was quietly wiping tears from the rabbit that had disappeared in her arms. They walked out of the room, through the foyer, and through a double door at the back into the lavish dining room.

Joshua never imagined that there would be such a magical, beautiful, and palatial place. In his limited mindset, there was no more luxurious than the banquet hall of Fort Long Claw. Although the banquet hall of Fort Longtalon is also made of ornate marble, and the area is more than 400 square meters, it is nothing compared to the dining hall of the Holy Falcon Empire's Wizarding Academy.

Students from the rest of the academy were already seated around six long tables—one for each house, and thousands of candles floating in the air above the tables lit up the cafeteria. The table is made of good oak and looks very old.

Six tables are lined with glittering gold plates and goblets. At the top of the cafeteria is a long table with the teachers' seats. Ms. Blista 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. Lena was looked at unnaturally by those gazes, so she looked up to avoid their gaze and saw stars twinkling on the velvety black ceiling. He whispered to Joshua, "There is a spell cast here, and it looks like the starry sky outside, I read about it in Lucius Goode's A Brief History of the Empire." ”

"It's hard to believe there's a ceiling up there, and it's hard to believe that the roof isn't open-air." Joshua whispered to Lena, but he cautiously shut up after being glared at by Lady Blista.

Ms. Blista gently placed a barstool in front of the first-year freshman, and Lena quickly withdrew her gaze. Then, with another wave of her wand, Ms. Blista lifted a table from the front of the barstool with a tattered cauldron on it. The cauldron was not only pimpling, but also broke a big mouth, and the milky white liquid in the cauldron was tumbling, emitting bursts of steam, but Lena sniffed carefully, it was the smell of dragon fire tree fruit, hot and passionate.

Maybe they're going to conjure a rabbit out of this cauldron, and Joshua thinks about it, maybe that's what happened—he noticed that everyone in the restaurant was staring at the cauldron, so he stared at it. There was silence in the restaurant. Then, the cauldron trembled. The edge of the cauldron cracked a wide slit like a mouth—and the cauldron began to sing in a hoarse voice:

You may think I'm in tatters,

But don't judge people by their looks – oh, by their looks.

If you can find a more beautiful cauldron than me,

I can eat myself. (Why haven't you eaten yourself yet?) Joshua thought. )

You can make your golden cauldron shine,

It can also make your silver cauldron smooth and crisp.

I'm the magic cauldron used for testing at the Holy Falcon Empire's Wizarding Academy,

Naturally, it is higher than your cauldron.

Any thought hidden in your mind,

can't escape the golden eyes of the cauldron.

Drink this soup of mana,

I'll tell you which house you should be assigned to.

You may belong to Falkenridge, where you have the heart of an emperor,

Their pattern, boldness, and majesty make Falkenridge stand out;

You may belong to the Zanmir, where the people are upright and faithful,

The students of Zamir are stoic and honest, and are not afraid of hard labor;

If you are shrewd, you may enter the wise Dracula,

Those who are wise and learned will always meet their fellow believers there;

Maybe you'll go to Tanganis, maybe you'll make sincere friends here,

But those who are cunning and insidious will stop at nothing to achieve their ends;

Or you belong to Griffon Hearts, who are loyal guards who charge into battle,

If you have the courage to move forward, experience the truth here;

Or are you a Sandre, all Sandre is bold and righteous,

Sandre's brothers never abandoned a companion.

Come and taste the wonders of the cauldron! Don't be afraid! Don't panic!

In my hands (though I don't even have a hand) you are absolutely safe,

Because I'm a thinking cauldron!

After the cauldron finished singing, the audience applauded, and the cauldron bowed to the seven tables one by one, and then stood still.

"So, we just have to take a sip of the liquid in that pot." Brohn whispered to Joshua, "I'm going to kill Linus, and I hear him say it's like fighting a giant." Joshua smiled faintly—he had taken every little trick of Linus seriously—and when it came to playing tricks, Joshua couldn't keep up with Linus.

Of course, a sip of liquid was better than a spell, but he still didn't want to drink it in front of everyone—it seemed like he was silly—though he had always been silly to Lena and Agilyl.

"Boy!" Lena covered her face helplessly, "They are always self-righteous, and they will always be eight years old. She said to Louise. Louise nodded absentmindedly, she was a little dazed.

It seems that this cauldron is a little more demanding. Bron didn't feel like he had the courage or cleverness or anything else. If Okeuldh proposes an academy for indecisive people who suffer from gains and losses, that would be the most appropriate place for him.

At this moment Ms. Blista took a few steps forward, a roll of parchment in her hand.

"Whoever I call by name now will sit on a stool, take a sip of the liquid in the cauldron, and wait for the Sorting House." She said, "Louise White! ”

Louise stumbled forward, covered her chest with her hands, sat down on the stool with trepidation but some anticipation, picked up a spoon and scooped out a scoop of steaming liquid in the cauldron.

"Oh! Brave little girl! Brave little girl. Well, I'm pretty sure, you're a White girl. The girls of the White family have always been courageous and wise, but this is a bit difficult, you can go to Dracula, and of course, the griffon's heart is good. What the? Oh, little girl, Griffin Hart doesn't have a Delanza rabbit. Well, well, do you want a Delanza bunny? Well, Dracula Academy! ”

The people at the table on the right applauded Louise and welcomed her to their table.