Kyle didn't hesitate, and took three or two steps to the stage.

After the rest of his life, he patted his chest, looked at Professor McGonagall sincerely, and said, "Thank you, Professor. ”

Probably didn't expect Hogwarts to have such a polite child, Kyle's sudden action really caught Professor McGonagall a little unexpected, and it took two or three seconds before she reacted, shook her head and said, "This is my duty." ”

That being said, Professor McGonagall's otherwise serious expression softened a lot. And before putting the Sorting Hat on Kyle's head, she patted the dust on it.

"Such a polite child, if only he could get a Gryffindor."

Professor McGonagall had some expectations in her heart, and it was this kind of exemplary student that Gryffindor lacked the most.

Last year, she dreamed of abducting Cedric into her academy, but neither Sprout nor Dumbledore agreed.

It depends on how the year goes.

Professor McGonagall stared at Kyle with burning eyes, praying inwardly that the Sorting Hat would be reliable for once.

……

"Strange, so weird."

When Kyle puts on the Sorting Hat, he hears a small voice in his ear say, "You actually thank you from the bottom of your heart?" No, I mean, are you really that kind of good boy? ”

"Of course I am!" Kyle said, "You can go and ask, both the Weasleys and Mr. Scamander have said that I am the most polite boy they have ever met."

So please don't slander me, or I'll complain about you, even if you're just a hat. ”

“……”

The Sorting Hat fell into a rare silence, the tip of the hat bobbing back and forth unconsciously as if it were a little choked, as if it were struggling with something.

After a long time, he continued: "The shamelessness of you makes me feel like I have gone back more than a thousand years, but at that time I was just an ordinary hat, on Godric's head.

So, how about going to Gryffindor, I feel like it should be there...... Forget it, it's not for you there. ”

"I think ......"

"Let me think about it." Kyle was about to speak, but was interrupted by the Sorting Hat, "It's better to be Slytherin, where you're going to glory, there's no doubt about that." ”

"The ......"

"Wait, wait."

The second time, the Sorting Hat interrupted Kyle again, "No, it's still not appropriate, and if you go to Slytherin, Snape will definitely pour some weird potions on me in the future, let me think again......

Dumbledore has a big problem for me...... Unfortunately, it would be nice if Azkaban belonged to Hogwarts, or so could Newmengard. ”

……

The more Kyle listened, the more panicked he became, what's the matter, he didn't seem to have done anything, at most, he just scared Connor a little, could it be that he was going to be assigned to Newmengard because of this?

It's unreasonable!

Besides, the whole wizarding world is doing this, and there are many people who are more exaggerated than he said, how can they be fine.

There is no such double standard.

Kyle felt like he had to do something about it, and if he did get the Sorting Hat to shout, it would be the end of the calf.

Azkaban is just that, it's under the control of the Ministry of Magic, it's not like you can go there.

But Newmengard is different, Dumbledore has something to do with it, and it's not too easy to send someone over.

Although Kyle also knew in his heart that the reason why the Sorting Hat's cautious eye said this was most likely because he was dissatisfied with what he just said about complaining about it, and wanted to get back to the field, and it was impossible to shout out that place.

But what if......

A hat that has existed for more than a thousand years and still has an independent consciousness, no one knows what is going on in its head. What if its brain is pumping and it wants to shout to liven up the atmosphere.

It's all possible.

"That ......," Kyle said with a harmless smile, "your song is good, especially the first few lines, the lyrics are concise and the tone is brisk, much better than the clichés of the Weird Sisters." ”

As soon as he heard this, the Sorting Hat suddenly became interested: "You also think it sounds good, right, I'll just say, it took me a year to come up with, how can it not sound good." Only Dumbledore didn't know how to appreciate it, and even persuaded me to sing the school song, that old bee! ”

Forehead......

Kyle wasn't going to speak ill of him right under the headmaster's nose, it would be too damning, even if he couldn't hear it.

After two dry coughs, Kyle continued, "I take the liberty of asking, I feel a little familiar with that song of yours, is it rapping?" ”

"Rap ......," the Sorting Hat wondered, "What does that mean?" ”

"You don't know! Is it self-taught, it's amazing. Kyle feigned shock before explaining, "Rap, also known as rap or rap, is a very popular style of Muggle music. ”

The "Muggle Music ......" Sorting Hat was even more curious.

"Yes, I think you can give it a try, it should work well for you." Kyle said sincerely, "I can give you a gift of this at Christmas if you need it." ”

"Okay...... No, I mean, let's sort out the house first, it's been a long time, you must be hungry too, it's not good to delay the dinner. The Sorting Hat cleared his throat and said, "By the way, where did we just go?" ”

Kyle smiled, "You said I was a good boy who knew how to be polite, but you don't think Gryffindor, Slytherin, or Ravenclaw are the right fit for me." ”

"Huh? I mentioned Ravenc...... Oh, I almost forgot, that's true, you're right.

In that case, the results are already obvious......"

"Hufflepuff!"

When the results of Kyle's branch were announced, the entire auditorium, including the faculty seats, burst into thunderous applause.

Twenty minutes later, the longest sorting session in Hogwarts' history was finally over.

They were also really hungry, after all, at this time of the year, the dinner party had already begun.

The Hufflepuff table was especially lively, and Cedric didn't care about the Quidditch team anymore, and came over warmly to give Kyle a hug.

"Awesome, Kyle, I knew you were going to come to Hufflepuff."

Kyle laughed, "You have an eye for the courtyard hat." ”

"Huh?" Cedric was stunned for a moment, a little confused as to what this meant.

Kyle, however, just smiled and didn't explain.

At this time, several senior seniors came over to shake hands with him, and judging by the badges on the other party's body, they should be Hufflepuff prefects.

This is also the practice of each college, and while expressing welcome, you can also make a familiar face in front of new students.

Kyle greeted them with a smile and sat down in the empty seat next to Cedric.

It was a prefect who was sitting here, but after discovering that Kyle and Cedric knew each other, he voluntarily gave up this position.

……