Joe looked around and saw that everyone in the Great Hall was staring at the hat, dead silent. Suddenly, the hat twitched, and a crack like a human mouth opened at the edge of it. Then the hat began to sing: Maybe you don't think I'm beautiful, but don't trust your eyes, if you can find a hat that is smarter than me, you can do whatever you want with me.

Your bowler hat is black and shiny,

Your top hat slips and rises,

Because I'm a Hogwarts Distributor Hat, they're not as good as mine.

I know best what you're thinking in your head,

So put me on,

It's clear where you're going.

You might want to go to Gryffindor,

There are many warriors there, with courage, spirit and torque, who are not afraid of challenges and turmoil;

If you belong to Hufflepuff,

There is loyalty, integrity and excellence, and people are patient and sincere, and they are not afraid of the toil of work;

If you would go into the Ravenclaw of wisdom, it would be great,

There are a lot of scholars and wise men, and it is not easy to find them in other places;

Or you will go into Slytherin, and you will find sincere friends,

The inhabitants there are cunning and insidious, and will stop at nothing to achieve their ends.

Come and put me on, don't be scared and frightened!

It's safe to have me protected, because the hat of my mind is not stupid.

When the hat finished his wonderful singing, the whole synagogue burst into applause. It bowed to each of the four tables filled with students, and then stopped moving.

"Looks like we just need to wear that hat. Joe heard Ron whisper to Harry, "Damn Fred, he's going to wrestle with the giants." ”

The Weasleys' twins are also a pair of superb.

Professor McGonagall stepped forward, holding a long roll of parchment.

"When I read your name, I ask you to put on this hat and sit on a stool and wait for it. She said, "Hannah Abbott!"

Jo patted Hannah and gave her a cheering gesture, and then she walked up and sat down quietly after putting on her hat so big that it covered her eyes. After a moment—"Hufflepuff!" the hat shouted.

Students from Hufflepuff sit on the far right. When Hannah came down to sit with them, they all applauded and cheered. Harry had seen the monk still waving to her.

"Susan Burns!" "Hufflepuff!" the hat shouted. Susan sat down and sat down beside Hannah.

"Terry Bout!" "Ravenclaw!" A few Ravenclaw students even took the initiative to shake Terry's hand.

Mandy Bloe will also be assigned to Ravenclaw, and Lavender Brown will be the first new student to join Gryffindor, and the table on the far left will burst into cheer, with Ron's twin brother cheering along.

Sometimes the hat immediately calls out the name of one of the colleges, and sometimes it takes a little time to make a decision. It had been almost a minute since a boy had been sitting on the den before the hat announced that he had gone to Gryffindor.

"Hermione Granger!" Hermione ran forward, put on her hat, and sat down on her stool.

"Gryffindor!" the hat shouted. Joe looked frustrated when he saw Ron. This is your future wife, that's not good!

When it came to Neville Longbottom, he fell as he ran forward. It took a long time for the hat to decide, and when it was finally announced to be "Gryffindor", Neville couldn't even take it off and ran down, so he was pulled back to the laughter of the crowd.

Are all of them really big husbands! Joe shook his head, aren't great men unreliable when they were young!

After a while, there were not many new students left on the stage.

"Joe Gul. Professor McGonagall finally called his name, and he stepped forward, smiled at Professor McGonagall in greeting, and the hat was placed on his head.

"Hmm...... a small voice in his ear said, "loyal, brave, hardworking, studious, no doubt." ”

"Gryffindor. The hat shouted like the audience. Joe then took off his hat and walked to the Gryffindor table to the applause and cheers of Hermione, and sat down next to Hermione.

Then, as in the original story, the Sorting Hat struggled for a while, and then assigned Harry to Gryffindor. Then, Ron was also sorted into Gryffindor.

When the sorting was over, Albus Dumbledore stood up, looked at the students in the audience, and spread his arms, as if to say that there was nothing more joyful than seeing all his students in the room.

"Welcome!" he said, "Welcome to Hogwarts! Welcome to the new school year! All I wanted to say was: stupid, cry, slag, screw!" "Thank you!" and he sat down. Everyone applauded and cheered. Joe is a little speechless, he likes to pretend to be mysterious at a young age!

Just a moment later, the empty plate in front of Joe was full of food: roast beef, roast chicken, pork, lamb, sausages, bacon and steak, as well as boiled tomatoes, roasted sweet potatoes, fries, Yorkshire dices, pears, carrot butchers, ketchup, and mint hard candy.

Pure English dinner!, Joe thought silently. But his hands were not slow at all, for he felt hungry enough to choke on the rowing just now. And beside him, the ghosts were telling their glorious deeds like new students. On the other side, Percy Weasley and Hermione were talking about schoolwork. "I wish they were working hard now, there's so much to learn. I've got a soft spot for shapeshifting, you know, it's fun to change things around. Of course, there is a certain amount of difficulty—"

Finally, when the dessert was finished, Professor Dumbledore stood up again, and the audience fell silent.

"Aha, since we've all eaten and drunk, I'll say a few more words. I'm going to make a couple of announcements now. "New students should pay special attention to the fact that the woods on the playground are strictly forbidden to students. This is something that older students should also keep in mind. Dumbledore's eyes glared towards the Weasley twins.

"Our administrator, Mr. Filch, wants me to remind you that magic is not allowed in the hallways between classes. "The Quidditch Player Test will take place in the second week, and students who want to represent their home are invited to register with Ms Hodge. "Finally, I must warn you that those who don't want to die a tragic death should not go to the third-floor corridor on the right hand side within this year!" Joe smiled lightly, this is simply encouraging students to take risks, old fox!

"Before bedtime, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore exclaimed. Joe noticed that the smiles of the other teachers were glazed.

Dumbledore picked up his wand and struck it lightly, as if he wanted to fly off the platform. A long golden ribbon floated out of the wand and rose high above the table, the serpentine realm winding into words.

"Everybody's in their own tune," Dumbledore said, "Ready, sing!"

The whole school roared: Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us, whether old or bald, or stupid young men with long legs, our heads can be stuffed with new and interesting things, because they are empty with only air, dead flies and broken fluff, teach us useful things, let us remember the forgotten past, do our best, care for each other, and learn until our heads rot. “

The singing voice is fast and slow, and it is extremely inconsistent. In the end, only the Weasley twins continued to sing in a very slow and heavy tone, and Dumbledore used his wand to direct the brothers through the last few lines. After singing, he applauded vigorously.

"Ah, music—" he said, wiping away tears, "it's a magic that transcends oneself!

The new Gryffindor student followed Percy through the crowd and out of the Great Hall, up the marble staircase. The portraits on both sides of the corridor pointed at them and talked about it, and after walking through the tunnels hidden behind movable panels and wall-hung tapestries, they walked up for a while, and then suddenly everyone stopped.

A bundle of crutches was dangling in the air in front of them, and Percy was a step away from the people behind him, so that the people behind them threw themselves at him.

"Peeves," Percy whispered to the freshmen, "he's a mischievous goblin. Percy raised his voice and shouted, "Peeves, come out." As if a large balloon had been violently deflated, a loud voice responded, "Do you want me to go to Barrow the Bloody?" and with a bang, a dwarf with mischievous black eyes and a large mouth appeared. He floated cross-legged in the air, the bundle of crutches in his hands.

"Aha-" he giggled, "that's funny!" and with that, he suddenly lunged at them, and they all crouched down to dodge.

"Peeves, get out of here, or I'll tell Barrow about this, I'm not kidding you!" Percy roared.

Peeves sticks out his tongue and grimaces, drops his cane and flies away. The children heard the sound of him flying by, and they hurriedly raised their armor to protect themselves.

"You have to watch out for Peeves. Percy led the group on, "Only Barrow the Bloody can control him." He didn't even listen to us prefects, and here we were. "On the wall at the end of the corridor hangs a portrait of a fat woman in a pink silk dress.

"What's the password?" she asked.

"Dragon scum. Percy replied. I saw the painting fall forward, revealing a round hole in the wall. They all climbed through the hole—Neville had to pull him—and found themselves in a large, warm, comfortable round house full of soft, wet chairs. This is the Gryffindor common room.

Joe and Neville climbed up the spiral staircase to the highest floor—and finally found their own bed: five four-poster beds draped with crimson velvet curtains. Their luggage had already been delivered. Because they were too tired, they didn't say a word, changed into pajamas, took off their energy rings rarely, and lay down on the bed after drinking the soothing tea before going to bed.

The bed was soft, and after a while, he fell asleep.