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Chapter 243 Sorting Ceremony

The days passed like a year, and Harry finally ushered in the sorting ceremony.

Every little wizard was nervous, and equally nervous were the senior Gryffindor students.

They had just vowed that Harry Potter would enter Gryffindor.

Especially George and Fred, if there weren't too many professors present, they would all want to give the Sorting Hat some mysterious potion.

"Hannah Abbott!" Mag held the list with a solemn and solemn voice.

Dumbledore's eyes were full of encouragement, and the 'Wing-Wing Bat' stood quietly aside, not hanging upside down on the beam.

"Well, it's the new class of little wizards." The worn Sorting Hat cracked a mouth-shaped opening and said vaguely:

"Sister-in-law Liang, did anyone tell you that the first thing that came up was the sacrifice at the beginning of the sorting?"

Hannah, who was already nervous, froze. She suddenly felt her scalp tightening, as if the Sorting Hat was really preparing to swallow her!

But instead of running away immediately, she subconsciously wanted to grab the hat.

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

"Hahaha, what a wonderful day!" the Sorting Hat shouted, and then shouted: "Hufflepuff! Brave and persevering little girl."

"You showed fearless courage in that moment. Even Gryffindor must be amazed by it!"

The sorting hat was taken off by Professor McGonagall. Hannah had not recovered yet, but the seniors of Hufflepuff House were already cheering.

"Go find your seat, Hannah." McGonagall showed a kind smile. She took Hannah's cold little hand and pointed in the direction of Hufflepuff.

Hannah, who was still in shock, staggered down the road in the direction of the cheers. As soon as she arrived at the Hufflepuff table, she was pulled to her seat, followed by a burst of compliments and greetings.

Hannah's smile returned to her face.

Seeing this, Ron, who had always been on tenterhooks, breathed a sigh of relief.

His brothers George and Fred once swore that the Sorting Hat was an evil wizard's hat and that ten young wizards were required as sacrifices to activate the Sorting Witchcraft.

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

So abominable.

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

"Hmm... kid, have you ever considered going to Slytherin?"

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

He was not the only one to say this word just now, and the source of the sound was Malfoy.

As if they had a tacit understanding, he and Malfoy showed disgusted expressions at the same time.

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

"yue——"

Not only did the two of them have synchronized expressions, they even spoke the same way.

"Well, I get it, that person must belong to Gryffindor." The Sorting Hat said meaningfully: "Not every house has your level of ridicule."

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

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

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

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

George and Fred didn't have time to introduce Ron further and said directly: "Ron, now that you are a Gryffindor, you should think about Gryffindor's honor."

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

Ron blinked. He didn't have time to feel happy about the situation of the newly joined group. Is it now his turn to contribute to the group?

The chair under his butt is not yet warm.

Are you two really my brothers?

"Okay, Ron. I know you're ready."

"That's understandable since you're a Weasley."

"Weasley is never afraid of any challenge."

"Because they have always been very capable."

George and Fred each held one of Ron's shoulders and said solemnly: "Ron, you are capable, right?"

Ron nodded dazedly.

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

There was a burst of cheers around him, and Ron gradually began to lose himself.

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

"It's important."

"You guys tell me." Ron felt that he could finish the test paper on the train by himself.

"Has Harry decided which house to go to?"

"He has no intention of going to Slytherin, does he?"

"I have no intention of going to Slytherin." Ron recalled carefully and found that his brain was as white as the original test paper.

"but--"

"but what?"

"Speak quickly, Ron, Harry is coming over."

"But he doesn't get along with Malfoy!" Ron finally said before Harry put on his hat.

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

"It must be Gryffindor."

George and Fred breathed a sigh of relief.

"But Harry has finished writing all the papers, and they all seem to be correct," Ron continued.

"Um, are you kidding me?"

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

"But he and Hermione seem to have previewed all the second grade books." Ron continued.

"It's over."

"It's not Ravenclaw, is it?"

Under the anxious gazes of the Gryffindors, the Sorting Hat spoke. "It's so amazing." The Sorting Hat smacked his lips, "I don't mean the ones that everyone present was amazed by."

"The mysterious man, the Boy Who Lived, tsk tsk tsk, I know that person, but when he first entered school, he wasn't as difficult to deal with as you."

Everyone fell silent, except for McGonagall and Dumbledore. Snape also forced his gaze to focus on Harry.

"You have to relax, otherwise, my evaluation of you can only come from chaos."

"I'm relaxing." Harry had already used his mental energy to create a barrier.

His soul ocean was silent, and even Snape's Legilimency could not obtain any information.

Of course, if he becomes more powerful in the future.

He could give Snape something he wanted to see.

Harry smiled and said: "I'm going to Gryffindor, please, Mr. Sorting Hat."

"Oh? With your tone, it's hard for me not to sort you into Slytherin."

The Gryffindors listening below were almost anxious to death, and so was Malfoy.

Only Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were having fun.

"Professor McGonagall will not allow you to do this." Harry said calmly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there's really nothing I can do against you, that kitten, I can-"

"That's enough, Harry is going to Gryffindor!" McGonagall lifted the Sorting Hat from Harry's head and gave Harry a fierce look.

"Really, you can't be gentler to me." The Sorting Hat complained, but immediately said: "Harry Potter, Gryffindor!"

Cheers rang out, and Gryffindor House was filled with excitement.

Dumbledore looked on with a smile. He turned sideways and said close to Snape's ear: "Severus, I am very optimistic about Mr. Potter. What about you?"

Snape looked at Harry absently.

Harry had just taken off his rimless glasses, and enthusiastic cheers blew his hair back, revealing a fair and handsome face, with emerald eyes shining brightly.

"Severus, Severus?"

"What's wrong?" Snape suddenly came to his senses and his expression became cold and solemn.

"I mean, Mr. Potter's test papers are really good. If it weren't for the school's regulations, I even think he could enter the second grade directly."

Snape looked at Dumbledore suspiciously.

What test paper? Didn't I tear it up?

Dumbledore handed the intact test paper to him with a playful look in his eyes.

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

The perfect repair spell...

This feeling was like that shirt he couldn't bear to wear.

The restorative magic power left on it is almost exactly the same as this test paper.

Lily...

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

"I still need to check it carefully, Dumbledore." Snape looked at Dumbledore's doubtful eyes and said evasively:

"I thought it was possible he was cheating and I had to prove it."

"Oh -" Dumbledore didn't guess anything at first, but now he knows everything.

"Ahem, look at the sorting house, look at the sorting house." Snape sat upright, his lower body completely covered by the loose black robe, and his calves were shaking where no one could see him.

Dumbledore looked away, and the next person to put on his hat was Hermione Granger.

He had an impression of this little girl because she always stayed with Harry and their relationship seemed very close.

"Oh, you are erudite and thirsty for knowledge. I think Ravenclaw is very suitable for you." The Sorting Hat analyzed subconsciously.

"I'm going to Gryffindor."

"Ok?"

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

"Wait a minute, oh--, isn't magic less attractive to boys?" the Sorting Hat said with the corner of its mouth raised.

The next second, Hermione's hands were tightly grasping the brim of the hat, and her nails were already digging into it.

"Stop, stop, you little girl, Gryffindor, Hermione Granger, Gryffindor!" the Sorting Hat struggled to shout, not wanting to stay on Hermione's head for a moment longer.

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

"Minerva, you should teach her a lesson. It's unladylike to do this." The Sorting Hat complained softly, and then under the warning gaze of Professor McGonagall, the voice slowly dropped and became inaudible.

Gryffindor's calls have never stopped since Harry arrived.

Of course, it was all boys gathered around Harry.

Hermione breathed a huge sigh of relief, then carefully sat down not far from Harry, listening to them asking Harry all kinds of questions like groupies.

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

The robe he was wearing almost fell apart.

"He is really a heartthrob." Ron exclaimed.

Hermione nodded in agreement, then looked at Ron seriously and said, "So, you have to keep an eye on Harry for me. 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 friends, even if it was ordered by his friend's girlfriend.

"Otherwise I will tell the teacher about you plagiarizing the test paper."

Fine.

Ron's expression turned serious.

Harry, I also think you should be devoted to such a girlfriend.

too frightening.

　Death

　　

　

(End of this chapter)