A group of apprehensive young wizards followed Professor McGonagall into the hall in turn.

It's truly a place of magic and magnificence. Students from the rest of the academy were already seated around four long tables, above which thousands of candles fluttered in the air lit up the cafeteria. Four tables are lined with glittering gold plates and goblets. At the top of the cafeteria is a long table with the teachers' seats.

The most surprising and magical thing is the roof, which is as dark as the velvety ceiling with a few stars twinkling, looking exactly like the quiet night sky.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year freshman, followed by a wizarding hat on the stool. The hat was patched, worn out, and dirty. Suddenly the hat began to sing a ballad, and all the freshmen were stunned.

Madame McGonagall took a roll of parchment, and when she called on a name, the corresponding children sat on the quadrangular stool, and the hats shouted quickly or slowly the house to which they had been assigned, and the long table in the Great Hall erupted in applause from time to time.

Ron was sorted into Gryffindor, and his brothers applauded wildly with great joy. Fleg's was also sorted into Gryffindor, much to Alan's surprise, as Flegg may not have been smart enough, but he never lacked courage and justice. Malfoy was assigned to Slytherin and looked particularly contented. Until- Harry!

The auditorium was full of whispers and crowds, all wanting to see the legendary Harry Potter who defeated the mysterious man. Harry looked nervous, he sat on the stool with his eyes closed, his hands clasped tightly on the brim, his mouth still chattering, he stayed on the stool for a long time before his hat shouted - Gryffindor. The cheers at the Gryffindor table echoed throughout the auditorium, and they all vied to shake Harry's hand, proud of it.

"Alan Harris. "I actually waited until the end, and then it was Alan's turn. This isn't going to be sorted by size, is it!!!!!

When the dirty hat was buttoned into Alan's soft blonde hair, Alan lifted the hat a little uncomfortably, trying not to touch the skin on his face.

"Well, very talented, I feel the magic that erupts from me, which is very rare for a young wizard of your age. You are very calm, not impetuous, neither anxious to know which college you are about to be assigned to, nor anxious to express your opinion. You are not keen to control power. Which house should I put you in?"

"Hey, you are keen on the accumulation of knowledge, the pursuit of wisdom, eager to explore the unknown world, wandering in the ocean of knowledge. Then you should be assigned—"

"Ravenclaw!"

There was polite applause in the auditorium, and Alan was relieved as he walked to the long table belonging to his house, and he had managed to fool the Sorting Hat.

Alan looked at the long table next door, Harry and Flegg looked at him with regretful expressions, Alan felt a little moved, people are always sad about separation, but they will be especially happy when they are together again. If you stay together for a long time, it is easy to stumble and cause conflicts. This is the beauty of distance.

"Do you know Harry Potter over there?" a lazy voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Yes. Alan didn't explain too much, retracting the gaze he had looked at Harry, and turned to look at him.

The owner of the voice was a brown-haired, fair-skinned teenager with a few mischievous freckles on either side of his cheeks, and a thick dark circle under his eyes.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" It was indeed strange for such heavy dark circles to appear on the energetic young man. Alan unconsciously asked.

"Yes, I know I'm a wizard, but I'm more interested in the science of Muggles. Forgot to rest last night studying the nuclear reactor. The boy said lazily.

"Nuclear reactors?" Alan couldn't believe his ears, and an 11-year-old little wizard talked about studying nuclear reactors!

"Yes, in fact I have successfully built a nuclear reactor in a classroom. The boy's brown eyes were full of exhaustion, but they were also full of sincerity.

"My name is Alan Harris and it's a pleasure to meet you. Alan felt the need to get to know this genius boy solemnly, this is simply better than him!

"My name is Edward, Edward Fawkes. Edward looked like he was in desperate need of a bed, and his voice was erratic.

At this point, Albus Dumbledore stood up. He looked at the students with a smile on his face and stretched out his arms to them, as if nothing made him happier than seeing the students come together. "Welcome!" He said, "Welcome to Hogwarts to start the new school year!" I would like to say a few words before the banquet begins. That's it: stupid, crying nose, dregs, screwing!" Thank you!" He sat back down. Everyone applauded and cheered. Unlike other colleges, the students of Ravenclaw seemed to understand, and Alan couldn't help but sigh, although there are few people who can enter this college, it seems that they have learned and have a wide range of knowledge!

At this time, Alan noticed that Edward's eyes suddenly widened, and it turned out that the long table in front of them was full of food. Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, bratwurst, steak, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea sprouts, carrots, gravy, ketchup, and, for some odd reason, mint hard candy.

A large number of delicacies enlivened the atmosphere at once, and everyone was very happy. Perhaps the relaxation after tension would increase his appetite, and Alan ate far more than he usually ate. Eventually, the pudding disappeared as well, and Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The restaurant is also quiet. "Oh, now that everyone is full and drunk, I want to say a few more words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I would like to make a few points to note for you......"

In the end, everyone finished singing the school song and lined up to leave the auditorium in turn.

I hope that the dormitory in Ravenclaw will be very comfortable, and Allen, who is well fed and drunk, is very much looking forward to it.