I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 17 The protagonist of running water, the iron Hannah

Professor McGonagall turned around at this moment, looked at this year's freshmen, and said solemnly: "Welcome to Hogwarts, follow me now, you need to wait for a while in the side hall.

I hope you will keep quiet while I leave, because the Sorting will be one of the most important moments in your lives. "

After Professor McGonagall paused for a moment, he seemed to remember something again.

Turning his gaze to Ian, who was in the crowd, he added, "Mr. Titus, although you are a transfer, you will also need to attend the sorting ceremony with the freshmen in a while."

After saying this, Professor McGonagall turned and left.

The moment she closed the door, the freshmen who were just under the petrification spell immediately returned to their original form.

Except for a few precocious girls who were silently watching Ian in a daze, most of them were chattering about the sorting ceremony, emphasizing their reliable sources and top-secret nature.

"I think there must be some kind of experiment. Fred and George said it would hurt us a lot, but I think they were joking, after all, they are always playing tricks, aren't they..."

While telling Harry, Ron seemed to be comforting himself at the same time, not noticing Harry's pale face at all.

Desperate for comfort, Harry had to turn his head around, and by coincidence, he saw Hermione reciting a spell again...

At this moment, the little wizards all showed a kind of impatience and anxiety. Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and was interrupted by the ghost that suddenly jumped out of the wall.

These pearly white, translucent ghosts slid across the room unscrupulously, whispering to each other, pretending to pay little attention to these freshmen.

Accompanied by the screams of the students, fortunately, these ghosts also completed their self-introduction and the unique annual promotion of the college, and then floated through the wall and exited gorgeously.

Professor McGonagall seemed to have seen all this, and took the time to wait for the ghosts to complete their tasks and exit collectively before returning to the side hall.

With a serious expression and sharp eyes, he stood there without any movement, just glanced at the crowd, and the powerful aura made these freshmen who were just as lively as if they were on an outing instantly become silent.

"Now, stand in a single file and follow me!"

Professor McGonagall said to these freshmen who at least seemed to be well-behaved.

The Hogwarts sorting ceremony officially began in 1991.

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Professor McGonagall led a group of nervous and well-behaved little wizards, striding vigorously towards the auditorium.

Although the atmosphere at the moment is very solemn, but I don’t know why, Ian’s mind always flashes the dubbing short video, the picture of the mother duck going out…” Follow up and start counting: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...'

Enter the hall of the auditorium and come to this magical and magnificent place.

Students of all grades in the four colleges are sitting quietly and solemnly on their long table at this moment. The countless candles neatly arranged above the table and floating in mid-air become the light source here.

Ian carefully discovered that these seemingly simple candles did not produce the wax oil when burning ordinary candles.

"Fantastic magic!"

He sighed inwardly, and then turned his head to look at the teachers' seats in the hall. The long table was covered with shining silver plates and various goblets.

The most surprising and magical thing is the ceiling introduced in the original book.The velvety black canopy was dotted with starlight, which looked exactly like the still night sky.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall walked slowly to the four-corner stool placed in front of the first-year freshmen, and then gently placed a pointed wizard hat on it. The dirty-looking hat was still patched with various patches.

You may think I'm not pretty,
But don't judge a book by its cover,
If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,
I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hats black and shiny,

Make your top hats smooth and crisp,

I'm the magic hat for the Hogwarts test,
Naturally, it is much taller than your hats.

any thought hidden in your mind,

Can't hide from the golden eyes of the devil's hat,
Try it on, and I'll tell you,
Which college should you go to.

Come put on me!Don't be afraid!
Never panic!

In my hand (although I don't even have a hand)
You are absolutely safe!
Because I am a thinking magic hat!
The hat that suddenly opened its mouth to sing a song also made all the freshmen show a look of being deceived.

With the end of the Sorting Hat singing, the audience burst into applause.

"I knew George and Fred couldn't be trusted, they lied to me again...again...I'm going to write to Mum and say they're causing trouble at school."

Now Ron knew that the so-called sorting ceremony was to wear a hat, even if the hat looked very dirty.

Although he was often pranked by his two elder brothers, this time he was really angry, and he couldn't help but plan to revenge - write a letter to his mother.

Professor McGonagall, who was quietly waiting by the side, also pulled out the parchment in his left hand.

"Now, the person whose name I read, please come up."

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"Hannah Abbott"

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Professor McGonagall called out the name of the first new student of the school year.

After hearing this name, Ian also felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind. He looked at this ruddy girl with two golden braids.

At this moment, she who was still a little immature heard the sound, and walked towards Professor McGonagall in a panic, but her steps revealed a bit of the demeanor of a king being crowned...

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"Lavender Brown"

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"Millison Burst"

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Freshmen went up one after another, and the sorting ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner until—"Harry Potter"

There was an instant commotion in the hall, and the students were whispering to each other, all discussing the legendary boy who had defeated the mysterious man.

Harry also looked nervous at the moment. He sat on the stool with his eyes closed, his hands clasping the edge of the stool tightly, and his mouth seemed to be mumbling something non-stop.

A long time passed before the Sorting Hat yelled, "Gryffindor!"

Wow, thunderous applause erupted from the Gryffindor table, and every Gryffindor student cheered.

Among them, George and Fred, who were the most exaggerated, even jumped onto the table, waving their arms and shouting, "We got Potter! We got Potter!"

Ian looked at the scene in front of him calmly, and a sentence that he had forgotten to see there emerged in his heart-'The door of magic is opened at this time, and the journey of fantasy begins here! '

Everything is business as usual, the trio of Harry, Ron, and Hermione belong to Gryffindor, and Malfoy, Goyle, and Braque are stationed in Slytherin.

Ian found that except for his own variable, all the student divisions have not changed.

As time went by, besides Ian, there was only one student waiting for sorting. After the freckled boy went up to complete his sorting ceremony, it was finally Ian's turn.

"Ian Titus"

With Professor McGonagall's resonant voice, the hall became noisy again.

The difference is that the main force this time is all girls, and Yingyingyanyan's voices come and go one after another, and the effect produced by Ian at this moment is no worse than Harry's.

However, he turned a deaf ear to this, ignoring the girls who kept delivering "information", and walked towards the Sorting Hat calmly.

Ian didn't intend to be opportunistic about his sorting ceremony, or the so-called "sorting obsessive type".

He just wants to follow his heart and let the Sorting Hat decide which college he belongs to.

Because when he decided to come to Hogwarts to study, he had already planned to do so.First of all, he doesn't follow the plot at all, and he doesn't seek benefits, no matter which academy can accept it.The second is that he really wants to take this opportunity to see his true belonging.

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"Well, it's amazing. You are so passionate about every college. It's so rare. You must know that after the four deans poured their thinking into me, there are only a few students who are the same as you. Without any prejudice, loving each of them..."

Ian really treats all four colleges equally, not just the minds of adults.

It is more due to his love for magic, a sense of happiness that dreams come true. Under this kind of happiness, choosing any academy is an indiscriminate sense of pleasure.

"Perhaps, you can hurry up, after all, too many people are waiting for the start of the dinner."

Although he doesn't mind being sorted, Ian really doesn't like the feeling of sitting here being watched by the whole school.

"Oh, I found out, although you hid it well, then... Ravenclaw!"

While the Sorting Hat was pronouncing it aloud, enthusiastic applause broke out on the school uniform with sky blue shading and the long table belonging to Ravenclaw. Several little girls even flushed with excitement. In sharp contrast, the other three The college seemed a little silent.

Ian put down his hat and walked towards the long table belonging to Ravenclaw, ignoring the vacant seats deliberately made for him with obvious impure purposes, but randomly found a seat at the back and sat down.

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