As the days went on, Harry finally ushered in the sorting ceremony.

Every little wizard was nervous, and just as nervous were the Gryffindor seniors.

They had just sworn that Harry Potter would be in Gryffindor.

George and Fred, in particular, would have wanted to give the Sorting Hat some mystical potion if it weren't for the fact that there were so many professors present.

"Hannah Abbott!" McGonagall held the list, her voice solemn and serious.

Dumbledore's eyes were full of encouragement, and the 'curling bat' stood quietly to the side, not hanging upside down from the beams.

"Well, it's a new little wizard again." The worn-out sorting hat cracked a mouth-shaped opening, and said indistinctly:

"Little sister-in-law, did anyone tell you that the first one to come up was the sacrifice from the beginning of the branch?"

Hannah, who was already nervous, stiffened, and she suddenly felt her scalp tighten, as if the Sorting Hat was really ready to swallow her!

But she didn't run away at the first time, but subconsciously wanted to grab the hat.

In this case, even if he dies, there will be a professor to punish this bad guy.

"Hahaha, what a wonderful day!" The Sorting Hat shouted, then shouted, "Hufflepuff! Brave and stoic little girl. ”

"The courage you showed in that moment would be amazing even for Gryffindor!"

The Sorting Hat was taken off by Professor McGonagall, and Hannah hadn't relented yet, but the Hufflepuff seniors were cheering.

"Go get your seat, Hannah." McGonagall smiled kindly, and she took Hannah's somewhat cold little hand and reached out in Hufflepuff's direction.

The frightened Hannah staggered down in the direction of the cheers, and as soon as she reached the Hufflepuff table, she was pulled into her seat, followed by a burst of praise and boos.

Hannah's smile returned to her face.

Seeing this, Ron, who had been worried, breathed a sigh of relief.

His older brothers, George and Fred, had sworn that the Sorting Hat was an evil wizard's hat that would require ten young wizards as sacrifices to activate the Sorting Witchcraft.

Now it seems that this is another prank on their part.

It's so hateful.

As one name after another passed, it was finally Ron's turn.

"Hmm...... Kids, are you thinking about going to Slytherin? ”

"No way!" Ron blurted out, and then he looked at Draco Malfoy sitting at the Slytherin table in some surprise.

He wasn't the only one who said the word, and the source of the sound was Malfoy.

With a clear heart, he and Malfoy looked disgusted at the same time.

"I don't want to stay in the same academy as this guy."

“yue——”

Not only are the expressions of the two synchronized, but even the words are the same.

"Well, I see, that must belong to Gryffindor." The Sorting Hat said meaningfully, "Not every house has your level of ridicule. ”

"Thank you." Ron politely took off his sorting hat and walked over to his brothers who greeted him.

During this time, he did not forget to show a disgusted expression to Malfoy, which ushered in an even louder applause from the Gryffindors.

"Guys, this is my brother, Ron Weasley!"

"Harry's friend, you just saw him, he's a standard Gryffindor."

George and Fred didn't have time to introduce Ron a little more, and said directly: "Ron, now that you are a Gryffindor, you should think about the honor of Gryffindor." ”

"Yes, that's right. To be precise, Gryffindor needs you. ”

Ron blinked, it was too late to rejoice in the state of the new group, was it his turn to contribute to the group now?

The chair under his ass wasn't hot yet.

Are you two really my brothers?

"Okay, Ron. I know you're ready. ”

"It's not hard to understand, because you're a Weasley."

"Weasleys were never afraid of any challenge."

"Because they've always been very strong."

George and Fred each pressed one of Ron's shoulders and said solemnly, "Ron, you have strength, right?" ”

Ron nodded dazedly.

"Okay, this is my brother, this is Gryffindor."

There was a cheer around him, and Ron gradually began to lose himself.

"Ron, I'm going to ask you a question next, and you're going to have to answer it carefully."

"It's important."

"You say." Ron felt that he could complete the test paper on the train on his own.

"Has Harry decided which house to go to?"

"He didn't have the idea of going to Slytherin, did he?"

"No thought of going to Slytherin." Ron recalls it and finds that his brain is as white as the original test paper.

"But—"

"But what?"

"Tell me, Ron, Harry is going to pass."

"But he doesn't deal with Malfoy!" Ron finally spoke before Harry put on his hat.

"Oh, it certainly won't be Slytherin."

"That has to be Gryffindor."

George and Fred breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, Harry finished the papers, and it looked like they were all right." Ron continued.

"Uh, are you kidding?"

"Some of them seem to be second-grade questions."

"But he and Hermione seem to have finished their second-year books." Ron continued to add.

"It's over."

"It can't be Ravenclaw, right?"

In the midst of the Gryffindor's apprehensive gaze, the Sorting Hat spoke.

"It's amazing." The Sorting Hat smacked his mouth, "I don't mean the ones who were amazed by the people present. ”

"Mystery man, the boy who never died, tsk, I know that person, but when he first entered the school, he was not as difficult as you."

Everyone fell silent, except for McGonagall and Dumbledore, and Snape forced his eyes on Harry.

"You have to relax, or I'll only be able to judge you from chaos."

"I'm relaxing." Harry had already built a barrier with his heart.

His sea of souls was silent, and even Snape's Soul Retriever could not obtain any information.

Of course, if he is stronger in the future.

He could give Snape something he wanted to see.

Harry smiled and said, "I'll go to Gryffindor, I'll trouble you, Mr. Sorting Hat." ”

"Oh? It's hard for me not to get you into Slytherin. ”

The Gryffindors listening down there were dying, and so was Malfoy.

Only Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were having fun.

"Professor McGonagall won't agree to you doing that." Harry said calmly.

"Tut-tut, I really can't do anything about you, I'm going to-"

"That's enough, Harry is going to Gryffindor!" McGonagall pulled the Sorting Hat off Harry's head and glared at Harry fiercely.

"Really, you can't be gentle with me." The Sorting Hat grumbled, but immediately spoke, "Harry Potter, Gryffindor!" ”

Cheers rang out, and Gryffindor House erupted.

Dumbledore looked at it with a smile, he turned sideways, put it to Snape's ear and said, "Severus, I'm very optimistic about Mr. Potter, what about you?" ”

Snape looked at Harry distractedly.

Harry had just taken off his rimless glasses, and the enthusiastic cheer blew his hair back, revealing a fair, handsome face, and emerald eyes that sparkled brightly.

"Severus, Severus?"

"What's wrong?" Snape snapped back to his senses, his expression grimacing.

"I mean, Mr. Potter's exam paper is really well written, and if it weren't for the school rules, I even think he would have gone straight into second grade."

Snape looked at Dumbledore suspiciously.

What exam papers? Didn't I tear it up?

Dumbledore handed him the intact test paper in front of him, his eyes a little playful.

Snape subconsciously took it, and the moment his fingertips touched the test paper, a familiar magic came from above.

Perfect Repair Spell......

This feeling is like the shirt he is always reluctant to wear.

The remnants of the repair spell on it were almost identical to this test paper.

Lily......

Snape's eyes softened, and he quickly folded the paper carefully and put it in his arms.

"I need to get a good check, Dumbledore." Snape looked at Dumbledore's puzzled gaze and said with some evasion:

"I think there's a chance he's cheating, and I've got to prove it."

"Oh-" Dumbledore hadn't guessed anything, but now that he had arrived, he knew everything.

"Ahem, look at the branch, look at the branch." Snape sat upright, his lower body completely covered by his wide black robe, and his calves and stomach were shaking in a place that no one could see.

Dumbledore withdrew his gaze, and the next person to put on his hat was Hermione Granger.

He had an impression of the little girl, as she had always been with Harry and seemed to be very close.

"Oh, erudite and thirsty for knowledge, I think Ravenclaw is a good fit for you." The Sorting Hat subconsciously analyzed.

"I'm going to Gryffindor."

"Huh?"

"I'm going to Gryffindor." Hermione said again, and harder.

"You, wait, oh——, isn't magic as attractive to boys?" The Sorting Hat said with the corners of his mouth curled.

In the next second, Hermione's hands were already gripping the brim of her hat, and her nails were already sinking in.

"Stop, you little girl, Gryffindor, Hermione Granger, Gryffindor!" The Sorting Hat struggled and shouted, not wanting to spend a moment on Hermione's head.

"Thank you." Hermione blushed, placed the Sorting Hat on the table, bowed, and trotted away.

"Minerva, you should teach her well, it's not a lady to do this." The Sorting Hat grumbled quietly, and then, under Professor McGonagall's warning gaze, her voice slowly fell into obscurity.

Gryffindor's cries have not stopped since Harry's arrival.

Of course, it was a bunch of boys gathered around Harry.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down cautiously not far from Harry, and listened to them ask Harry all sorts of questions like starchaers.

Ron shuffled his way out of the crowd and sat next to Hermione, panting.

His robe was almost torn apart.

"He's such a heartthrob." Ron sighed.

Hermione nodded in agreement, then looked at Ron seriously and said, "So, you'll have to help me look at Harry." If any girl approaches him, you have to tell me. ”

"Forehead ......"

"Also, don't tell Harry about this."

Ron felt that he couldn't spy on his friend, even if it was something his girlfriend had ordered.

"Otherwise, I'll tell the teacher about your plagiarism of the test papers."

Okay.

Ron's expression became serious.

Harry, I also think you should be single-minded about a girlfriend like this.

It's horrible.

Nope

(End of chapter)