At the end of the four long tables full of students in the Great Hall, there was already a high-backed chair and an old, worn, wrinkled wizard's pointed hat on it.

At the end of the Great Hall farther away was the Professor's Table, with a white-bearded Dumbledore in a white robe in the middle.

He sat much taller than the others, and his white beard fell all the way to the table, which was very long. He looks very old, but he looks in good spirits.

Ted glanced at Snape, who had greasy hair and a gloomy face on the professorship, and Flitwick, a goblin hybrid sitting on a special booster stool...... Quirrell, who was wrapped around his head, seemed to be Ah San, too.

Fortunately, at least the main direction of the first grade has not changed.

If Quirrell was gone, or didn't have his head covered, Ted really couldn't figure out what was going on.

If you can't find the north when you come up, it's really a hellish start.

Professor McGonagall held a piece of parchment and said in a loud voice, "My named classmate, sit down in a chair and put a hat on your head......"

The sorting hat on the high-backed stool twisted, and the folds on it became eyes and mouth, and then began to sing:

"It's a millennia-old legend of four wizards with strong and wise hearts.

Brave Gryffindor, from a barren swamp. Beautiful Ravenclaw from a tranquil lake.

Benevolent Hufflepuffs, from the vast valleys. Shrewd Slytherin, from that quagmire.

They vowed to teach what they had learned all their lives, and wizards and wizards came from afar to make their ambitions great, until the castle stood on the shores of the Black Lake......"

The little wizards were naturally dumbfounded, seeing the singing hat for the first time.

Ted clapped his hands symbolically: Good singing, don't sing next time.

Professor McGonagall was naturally tired of hearing it, and directly pronounced the name: "Hannah Abbott?" ”

"Yes." The Iron Hat King quickly ran up in response, nervously buttoning the Sorting Hat to his head, the little head couldn't hold the Sorting Hat at all, and even covered his eyes.

"Hufflepuff~" After about four or five seconds, the Sorting Hat loudly assigned her to Hufflepuff.

The Hufflepuff badgers clapped their hands in welcome, and she waved to Ted, who was not far away. They had been introduced by her grandfather, Tom Sr., and they had known each other.

Hannah, the protagonist of the flowing water, is iron-beaten, and then it is natural. What Ron's first kiss ravader Lavender Brown, what demoman is Seamus'......

Seamus Finigan, known as the demolitionist, not only has the ability to blow up crucibles, but also caused the organization to be surrounded by Umbridge on his first night in the Dumbledore Army, which is known as the Moxie Bombing Incident.

Everyone's sorting time is long and short, some are assigned by the bag when they wear it, and some take up to a minute or two before the result is achieved.

Ted felt a little weak in his heart, after all, the Sorting Hat must have some ability to dementor minds. Or the ability to identify a wizard's personality.

Although Ted, as a psychic warlock, has a good protection of the soul, after all, he has not been tested, and he has no bottom in his heart.

I'm worried that if something goes wrong, something big will happen.

For many years, there was a legend that when you entered the school, the whole of Hogwarts reverberated with your Sorting House - Azkaban!

But I don't have time to think about it, because Epiphany's initials are E, and he's quite high.

Professor McGonagall soon called him: "Ted Epiphanie~"

She glanced at Ted, visibly impressed by the student. Her Transfiguration textbooks were mailed to Ted.

Ted nodded at Professor McGonagall, put on his hat and sat down in his chair.

As a psychic maniver, he has a deep understanding of the problems of the mind, and he has a unique coping technique.

In general, the ability to detect the target's thinking can only detect current emotions or thoughts. There's no way to retrieve memories, except in the most violent way.

So Ted just needs to start thinking about the various books he has read before, almost 1M of data flow crazy in 1 second, and a book can be turned in 10 seconds.

If the Sorting Hat can detect his emotions or thoughts in this case, it's an artifact!

"Hmm......" the Sorting Hat hesitated: What the hell is going on?

For the first time, it felt a headache, could it be that it was going to grow its brain?

It lasted for thirty seconds without moving.

Ted decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock. He whispered, "Is there a problem, Mr. Hat?" ”

"Hmm~ It's hard to choose. It seems that there is a force that has been influencing me to recognize you......"

Concealment of thoughts and mental resistance lv2 are really useful, and methods such as dementoring, mind reading, and truth elixir will be interfered with.

Coupled with Ted's "mind flow attack" that doesn't talk about martial arts, sneaking up on it, a thousand-year-old hat, makes it a little confusing.

After a few more seconds, the Sorting Hat finally spoke.

"Shrewdness, a quest for power, contempt for law and authority, well suited to Slytherin ......"

Ted: Huh?

"Intelligent, knowledge-seeking, skillful in dealing with all the problems that come your way, very suitable for Ravenclaw ......"

Ted: Huh?

"Brave, eager for the unknown, bold and courageous, a good fit for Gryffindor......"

Ted: Huh?

"Hardworking, willing to be plain, rarely having a loving and tolerant heart, very suitable for Hufflepuff...... What to do? ”

Ted: You're blind, aren't you?

Ted seriously suspected that it couldn't see through it so much that he said that the four academies were all right, and it was the same as fortune-telling, and he was talking about it here!

Knowing that his method worked, Ted was stable.

He felt that the opportunity was rare and asked in a low voice, "How old are you, Mr. Hat?" ”

"Roar, I'm over nine hundred years old!"

"Oh! Magic that lasts for thousands of years is already great. Ted exclaimed with a look of "shock".

"Even roar roar roar, win the prize, win the prize, not not." The sorting hat was photographed very comfortably.

Professor McGonagall coughed a few times next to her, and the Sorting Hat responded, "Ahem, we need to continue the Sorting Room." ”

"You're not going to send me to Azkaban, are you?" Ted asked.

"Haha, you're so humorous, I like you." The Sorting Hat was amused.

That's good!

Ted breathed a sigh of relief: "I think as long as you don't go to Slytherin, it's okay." ”

"Are you sure? You should be able to do a great job there. ”

"Of course, you also said that I was willing to be bland, and I didn't want to do anything big. And do you think I'm a yellow-skinned Muggle orphanage-born wizard really right for me to come to Slytherin? ”

"Well, since you're insisting—Ravenclaw !!" The Sorting Hat shouted at the top of his voice!

After more than four minutes of hesitation, the Sorting Hat assigned Ted to Ravenclaw.

The little wizards below and the professors above are all in a hurry.

Professor McGonagall glanced again at Ted, who had lowered his hat and bowed to him—it had taken her five minutes to be sorted into Gryffindor.

To be honest, Ted didn't get a Gryffindor, and she was a little sorry. After all, she quite admires this self-reliant little guy.

Of course, Ted has no regrets at all. After all, if it falls into the hands of Professor McGonagall, I am afraid that I will not have good juice to eat~

Ted waved to Hermione Harley and sat down at the Ravenclaw table.

A group of people nod or say welcome to themselves.

Ron was in the crowd and whispered to Neville and Jerry, "It's a pity that Ted didn't get Gryffindor!" ”

Jerry whispered back, "It doesn't affect us being friends, does it?" ”

Neville: "Yes. "These five friends are my first friends, and they will not affect the relationship because of different colleges.

Hermione looked at Ted, a little anxious.

Ted sat down and began to think.

Ravenclaw! It's not bad to be a scholar or a magical researcher.

"Ravenclaw" literally translates to "raven's claw", and the implicit meaning of the name is "greedy predator", meaning thirst for knowledge.

Ravenclaw's motto: "We come from the lakeside, we are wise and erudite, we love to learn, we are different, we are visionary, we are Ravenclaw." ”

"We are scholars who are clothed in darkness but see through the darkness, we are ravens who soar through the sky but do not forget to gaze at the land."

"Thank you to the ancient Ravenclaw for giving me the eyes to see the world and to think quickly."

However, Ravenclaw does not have a strong presence in the original book.

Perhaps the most frustrating thing for Ravenclaw herself was that none of the outstanding students mentioned in the original book attended her college.

Audio-Technica, McGonagall, and Dumbledore are from Gryffindor, Snape and Voldemort are from Slytherin, Grindelwald will be sorted into Slytherin if he attends 10,000 percent at Hogwarts, and Cedric Diggory, the main player in the Triwizard Tournament, is a Hufflepuff.

Awkward capitalization!

But there's nothing wrong with Ravenclaw, as the saying goes: think for a long time, know how to think, Ravenclaw, don't be trapped...... Uh, forget it! Never mind!

A "ding~" sound woke Ted up.

"Quest [Wizarding World!] (Green)] Done. Reward: 300 experience, mana +lv1, random cards. ”

Ted clenched his fists, resisting the urge to open the card on the spot. If there is some vision, it will be broken.

Hold back and wait until there is no one at night.

It's hard to top!

At this point, Professor McGonagall called out Hermione's name.

The little girl trotted over and buckled her hat to her head, and Hermione was assigned to the ......

——

Joke:

Harry stepped forward and sat down on a high-backed stool, Professor McGonagall placing the large Sorting Hat on his head.

"Well, very brave, very wise, I think you are suitable for materials science." The voice of the Sorting Hat came to Harry's head.

"Don't biochemical rings! Don't ...... biochemicals," Harry muttered to himself.

"Don't you want biochemical rings? You can make a difference...... Now that you've made up your mind, it's the Faculty of Civil Engineering!"

Harry's face collapsed to the floor as if his soul had been drained.

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