Chapter 9: Ghosts

"Everybody's aboard, don't get separated?" shouted Hagrid, holding an oil lamp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoEveryone followed him to a large oak gate.

Hagrid raised his massive fist and slammed it three times on the castle gate.

The door immediately opened. A witch in dark green robes stood in front of everyone. She has a serious expression, and at first glance people feel that it is difficult to get along.

"These are first-year freshmen, Professor McGonagall. Hagrid said.

"Thank you, Hagrid, and I'll take care of the rest. Professor McGonagall took out her wand and waved it, only to see the door open wider.

They followed Professor McGonagall as they walked forward, surrounded by blazing flames on either side of the stone walls and a luxurious marble path on the ground.

Louis heard a buzzing noise in the door on the right, presumably the seniors had arrived, but Professor McGonagall didn't bring them in, but to the end of the hallway at the other end of the hall. The new students crowded into the room, nervously watching everything.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," Professor McGonagall said, clapping her hands, "the opening feast is about to begin, but you'll have to sort it first, it's an important ritual." It's about which of your classmates you've been in school for seven years, staying in the same room, and resting in the common room together. ā€

"The four houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own unique and glorious history, and all have produced outstanding witches and wizards. Your performance in school will give you points or subtraction points for your house, and you will be evaluated at the end of the year. The house with the highest score will receive the House Cup, which is a high honor and I hope you will remember. ā€

"I'll call you in when I'm ready, and I hope you stay quiet. Professor McGonagall said, glancing at them. When she left the room, the oppressive atmosphere slowly disappeared.

"How did they get us into the right house?" asked Harry, nervously.

"I think it's a test, Fred told me that it hurts us a lot, but I think he's joking!" Ron said, looking uneasy.

Harry looked even more nervous, he didn't expect to take the test, and Hermione was reciting the incantation quickly.

"Hey, take it easy, guys. Ron I don't think your brother lied to you, and it doesn't hurt at all," Louis said, "Hermione, don't talk about it, you won't do a spell test at all." ā€

Hearing Louis's completely unconcerned tone, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all looked at him.

"Do you know how to classify Louis?" said Hermione, looking at Louis.

"Of course, you must know that wizards in England all study at Hogwarts, do you think they won't know how to classify them for thousands of years?" Louis said with a smile, "It's not a big deal, they'll bring us a hat and let that hat decide which house we go to." ā€

"It is said that the hat was made by the founders of the four academies and is a very rare magic item. Wizards generally don't tell their children what tests they will take, because this is the first thing a young wizard learns on his way to growth. ā€

"It scared the hell out of me, I thought I'd have to fight a troll when I heard Fred's tone. Ron let out a long sigh of relief.

At this time, Harry suddenly jumped up and there were several screams behind him, he pointed behind Louis, "That.... That's ....."

Louis looked back and saw several ghosts floating towards him, and Harry looked terrified, his face pale, comparable to that of ghosts.

"Yo, freshmen!" a chubby ghost smiled at them. "I think you're going to test it soon, right?"

Some of the freshmen nodded reflexively.

"I hope you get a Hufflepuff!" said the chubby ghost, "I used to be in that house."

"Alright boys, we should go inside, the sorting ceremony is about to begin!" Professor McGonagall returned. The ghosts fluttered through the wall and into the venue.