Chapter 213: New School

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It was normal for them to be surprised by the singing of the Sorting Hat.
After all, in the past few years, the Sorting Hat has never warned students. It only describes the different qualities valued by the four Hogwarts colleges and the characteristics that it has assigned to students in each college.
Under the explanation of the ghosts, the tension in the hall became more intense.
After all, the ghosts know that only when the Sorting Hat feels that Hogwarts is in danger, and it is morally responsible for warning the school appropriately, will it sing such a song.
Professor McGonagall took out a list of freshmen and glanced at the crowd with a little displeasedness.
As she coughed slightly, the hall returned to its former calm.
Everyone calmed down and looked at the group of freshmen who were about to welcome the branch... But they soon noticed that there was a different style of painting among these short "newmen".
"Mr. Patrick is a fourth-year exchange student!" Professor McGonagall explained: "He will perform the sorting ceremony with the first-year freshmen."
Then she frowned and glanced at the four tables again, then looked down at the long piece of parchment in her hand, and called out the first name:
"Euan Abercrombie."
A panicked little boy stumbled forward and put his hat on his head. His head is so small that the hat almost covers his eyes, which looks a little funny.
The Sorting Hat considered for a moment, and then the crack beside the brim of the hat opened again, announcing loudly: "Gryffindor!"
The students on the long table on the far left clapped enthusiastically. The little boy staggered over to their table and sat down. Seeing his expression, he seemed to be anxious that there was a hole in the ground for him to get in. There was no more People stared at him.
Professor McGonagall gave a second name:
"Joanna Brewster!"
This time it was a little girl, and Jon noticed that it was the one in the cabin with him before, and her face was also very panicked.
Putting on the hat, it took almost a minute before the Sorting Hat reluctantly said, "Ravenclaw!"
On the long table in the second column on the right, thunderous applause erupted... Jon noticed Luna Lovegood, she was cheering loudly with a necklace made of corks.
"Which college should I go to?" Jon couldn't help thinking.
As a veteran driver with one experience, he naturally won't panic like those "real-new students".
The sorting hat will take into account your personal wishes, and you can even use the "repeating machine method" to change its choice... it is not a difficult thing to deal with at all.
But which college should I go to for this second branch?
Jon was a little tangled.
Go to Hufflepuff as before? It sounds pretty good, maybe I can assign it to which dormitory before... But is it a bit unlucky for the dormitory where people died?
You can also consider going to Ravenclaw! Anyway, I only stayed at Hogwarts for a year, so I can adjust the eagle beak door knocker! Ravenclaw students who are not proficient in Lagrange, Rolle's theorem and Cauchy's mean value theorem in the future need not consider going back to the dormitory to sleep.
As for how much to go to Gryffindor, it’s not impossible... Anyway, it’s only a year, so you don’t have to think about hiding from the savior. It’s not bad to follow them as a soy sauce and a familiar face!
Forget Slytherin, he is a hemp wizard himself. Unless Dumbledore vowed not to eat sweets, he would be assigned to Slytherin for no reason.
...
Just when Jon wanted to get into trouble, the sorting ceremony continued, and the long team of freshmen was shortened a little bit.
The waiting was a little boring, the four long tables, the whispers that had disappeared because of Professor McGonagall's deterrence, came back again.
Jon secretly turned his head and glanced at the teacher's bench; Albus Dumbledore happened to be looking at him too, and winked at him.
Jon quickly turned his head again.
The sorting ceremony is very close to me...
Tom Newman was assigned to Hufflepuff.
Ronald Noel was assigned to Gryffindor.
Orlando Irving became Slytherin's freshman.
Next, here comes...
The Sorting Hat shouted out the next name: "Christopher Patrick!"
...
Jon walked over calmly and took the hat from Orlando Irving's hand.
While putting the hat on his head, Jon prepared all the words.
"Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff, you are free, I don't pick it..."
But this time, the Sorting Hat didn't seem to give Jon a chance to say this.
The moment the hat just touched his scalp--
The crack near the brim of the hat quickly widened, and the hat roared, "Slytherin!"
The loud roaring sound spread to every corner of the hall.
On the long table on the far right, thunderous applause broke out; most of the Slytherin students stood up and applauded Slytherin's freshman "Christopher Patrick".
Draco Malfoy knocked the fork in his hand on the iron plate severely and shouted:
"Good job, Patrick!"
...
The smile on Jon's face completely solidified in an instant.
"What the hell, did I get it wrong?"
"Slytherin? When did Slytherin recruit hemp wizards?"
"The Sorting Hat, please consider it carefully. This involves a thousand-year-old traditional issue... You have to apologize to the entire wizarding world for doing so!"
It's a pity that Jon doesn't have the opportunity to tell the Sorting Hat to hear this.
Because he didn't put the hat on his head at all...Professor McGonagall took the hat off his head.
She hadn't forgotten to pat Jon on the shoulder~EbookFREE.me~ and motioned him to quickly return to the long Slytherin table.
...
Jon walked off the stage a little dull.
Habitually walked to the second long table on the left, Hufflepuff's long table, and then, in the laughter, had to go to the far right long table, Slytherin's long table.
Draco Malfoy walked over enthusiastically and took Jon's hand.
"I knew you would definitely come to Slytherin, Patrick!" He said excitedly, "As the prefect, I welcome you on behalf of Slytherin!"
Crabbe and Gore giggled beside him.
Jon grinned reluctantly, he thought his smile was as silly as Crabbe.
"Hello!" A familiar voice came from the other side.
Astoria Greengrass stood up, she said indifferently: "Sit with me!"