Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 19 Hufflepuff
Kyle didn't hesitate, and came to the stage in two or three steps.

Surviving the disaster, he patted his chest, looked sincerely at Professor McGonagall and said, "Thank you, Professor."

Probably didn't expect Hogwarts to have such a polite child, Kyle's sudden move really made Professor McGonagall a little unexpected, and it took two or three seconds before he realized it, shook his head and said: "This is My responsibility."

Even so, Professor McGonagall's serious expression softened a lot.And before putting the Sorting Hat on Kyle's head, she even patted the dust on it.

"It would be great if such a polite child could be assigned to Gryffindor."

Professor McGonagall had some expectations in his heart. What Gryffindor lacked most was this kind of model student.

Last year, she dreamed of abducting Cedric to her college, but Sprout and Dumbledore disagreed.

Depends on how this year goes.

Professor McGonagall stared at Kyle, and prayed in his heart that the Sorting Hat would be reliable once.

……

"Strange, so strange."

When Kyle put on the sorting hat, he heard a small voice in his ear saying, "You actually thanked you sincerely? You shouldn't, I mean, are you really that kind of good boy?"

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

So please don't slander me, otherwise even if you are just a hat, I will sue you. "

"..."

The Sorting Hat fell into a rare silence, and the tip of the hat swayed back and forth unconsciously, as if he was speechless and struggling with something.

After a long time, he continued: "Your shameless appearance made me feel like I went back to more than 1000 years ago, 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... well, it's not for you. "

"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 will go to glory, there is no doubt about it."

"that……"

"Etc., etc."

The second time, the Sorting Hat interrupted Kyle again: "No, it's still inappropriate, and if you go to Slytherin, Snape will definitely pour some weird potions on me in the future, let me think again...

Dumbledore gave me a big problem... Unfortunately, it would be nice if Azkaban belonged to Hogwarts, or Nurmengard. "

……

The more Kyle heard it, the more panicked he became. What happened? He didn’t seem to have done anything wrong. At most, he just frightened Connor. Could it be because of this that he should be assigned to Nurmengard?
Also unreasonable!

Besides, the entire magic world does this, and there are many people who are more exaggerated than what he said. Why are they all right?

There is no such double standard.

Kyle felt that he should do something. If the Sorting Hat really shouted, it would be the end of the calf.

That's all for Azkaban, it's under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic, and you can't just go there.

But Nurmengard is different. Dumbledore has something to do with it there. It's not too easy to send someone there.

Although Kyle knew in his heart that the reason why the narrow-minded Sorting Hat would say that was most likely because he was dissatisfied with what he said that he wanted to complain about it just now, and he just wanted to get it back. It was impossible to call out that place.

But what if...

A hat that has existed for more than 1000 years and has independent consciousness, no one knows what is going on in its mind.What if it's brain twitches and wants to yell to be active and active.

All are possible.

"That..." Kyle said with a harmless smile, "Your song just now is not bad, especially the first few lines, the lyrics are concise and the tone is light, much better than the clichés of the weird sisters. "

Upon hearing this, the Sorting Hat suddenly became interested: "You think it sounds good too, right? Let me just say it. It took me a year to come up with it. How could it not sound good. Only Dumbledore doesn't know how to appreciate it. And persuaded me to sing the school song, that old bee!"

amount……

Kyle didn't intend to speak ill of him under the headmaster's nose, it would be too much, even if he couldn't hear it.

After being fooled by two dry coughs, Kyle continued: "May I ask, your song sounds familiar to me, is it a rap style?"

"Rap style..." The Sorting Hat asked curiously, "What does this mean?"

"You don't know! Could it be that you are self-taught, it's amazing." Kyle first pretended to be shocked, and then explained: "Rap is also called rap or rap, it is a very popular Muggle music style."

"Muggle music..." The Sorting Hat became even more curious.

"Yes, I think you can give it a try, it should be very suitable for you." Kyle said sincerely: "If you need it, I can give you a gift in this regard at Christmas."

"Okay... no, what I mean is, let's sort the house first. It's been a long time, and you must be hungry too. It would be bad if you missed the dinner." The sorting hat cleared its throat and said, " By the way, where were we talking just now?"

Kyle smiled and said, "You just said that I am a good boy with good manners, but you think Gryffindor, Slytherin and Ravenclaw are not suitable for me."

"Huh? I mentioned Ravenk just now... Oh, I almost forgot, that's true, that's right, you're absolutely right.

That being the case, the result is already obvious..."

"Hufflepuffs!"

The moment Kyle's classification results were announced, the entire auditorium, including the teacher's bench, burst into thunderous applause.

For 10 minutes, this was the longest sorting in the history of Hogwarts, and it was finally over.

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

The Hufflepuff table was particularly lively, and Cedric didn't care about the Quidditch team anymore, so he warmly came over and gave Kyle a hug.

"That's great Kyle, I knew you'd come to Hufflepuff."

Kyle smiled and said, "You have better eyes than the Scholastic Hat."

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

But Kyle just smiled and didn't explain.

Just at this time, several seniors came to shake hands with him one after another. Judging from the badges on each other, they should be the prefects of Hufflepuff.

This can be regarded as the practice of every college. While expressing welcome, it can also make a familiar face in front of the new students.

Kyle greeted them with a smile, and then took the empty seat next to Cedric.

A prefect was sitting here before, but after finding out that Kyle and Cedric knew each other, he took the initiative to give up this position.

……

(End of this chapter)