Chapter 17 The Sorting Hat

A few minutes later, more and more ghosts began to appear in this small room. They were tall, short, fat, and thin, and they came in all shapes and sizes, which really gave the freshmen a surprise.

The little wizards were really scared at first, but they soon discovered that these ghosts were not scary, but were very friendly and would greet everyone enthusiastically.

Even in order to relieve their nervousness, a ghost even performed special tricks for them, such as holding their heads with both hands, a small talent exclusive to ghosts.

"cool……"

Looking at the head flying up and down, someone couldn't help but sigh.

"Thanks for the compliment, but I have something even cooler."

The ghost seemed to be interested. After saying that, he threw his head out, then did a gorgeous front somersault and spun three and a half times in the air. Finally, he reached out and caught his head firmly.

The movements are smooth, the postures are elegant, and every landing point is precise.

Not surprisingly, this set of actions won immediate applause from everyone, even Kyle.

This kind of talent is not often seen.

Wonderful, indeed wonderful.

"Thank you, thank you all." The ghost circled the arena, bowed slightly to everyone, and said proudly: "Oh, did I forget to mention that I joined the Headless Hunters Club with this set of actions. Of course. , I’m not showing off, I mean you all have great taste.”

After that, the place became completely heated.

The little wizards all gathered around and shouted at him to do another one.

The ghost was not stingy either. Although he did not perform the difficult moves like before, his continuous little tricks still made everyone laugh.

"Ah."

But at this moment, a sinister sneer suddenly came from the side: "What's there to be proud of?"

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked over, only to realize that the speaker was also a ghost.

"I'm sorry, Sir Nicholas Porpington." The headless ghost also recognized this colleague wearing a wheel-shaped collar, and said quickly: "I just want to make the children happy, and there is nothing else."

"It better be this way."

"Of course, and I sincerely hope Jazz joins the Headless Hunters club this year."

Nearly headless Nick glanced at the other party expressionlessly, then walked away through the wall.

Interrupted by him, the headless ghost stopped performing, shrugged and said: "Okay everyone, you should also start sorting. Get ready now. See you later."

After that, he walked through the wall and went to the auditorium.

Although everyone felt it was a pity, they had no choice but to watch the headless ghost leave.

However, the atmosphere in the room did not drop much.

After watching the ghost show, everyone was very happy and looked forward to the next branching.

...except Kangna.

She was the only person in the room who wasn't paying attention to the ghost's performance just now.

Until Professor McGonagall came back, the little girl was huddled in the corner, her whole body was almost turning gray, and her whole body was still exuding an aura of despair.

It's a pity that Professor McGonagall didn't notice this.

"I just left for a while, and you ended up in such a mess!"

She pursed her lips and looked at the group of freshmen below with a serious face and said: "You can hear your laughter in the whole auditorium. Is it that funny, or do you think the sorting is a funny thing? "

Professor McGonagall's voice was not loud, but everyone remained silent, lowering their heads, not even daring to take a breath.

This continued for more than a minute before Professor McGonagall continued: "Remember, sorting is a very serious matter, please stay quiet.

Now, get in single file and follow me. "

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started to move. They lined up in less than a minute and followed closely behind Professor McGonagall.

Kangna was among them, being pulled by Kyle, moving around like a zombie.

…

They exited the room, walked through the foyer, passed through double doors, and finally entered the grand auditorium.

Compared with the hall, the auditorium is more magnificent.

The entire auditorium was jaw-droppingly big, and even though there were four long tables filled with students, it didn't feel crowded at all.

Luxurious gold plates and goblets were placed on the table, and thousands of candles floating in the air illuminated the place.

Further up, the velvet-black ceiling was dotted with stars and clouds rolled in, making those who looked at it dumbfounded.

Someone whispered to his companions: "This place has been enchanted and looks the same as the sky outside. I read about it in "Hogwarts: A History of the School"."

Kyle followed the sound and lost interest after realizing that the person speaking was a boy.

It's a pity. If he had entered school a year later, he would have become good friends with Hermione.

Everyone reached the front of the auditorium before stopping.

Further up is the teacher's bench.

Dumbledore, wearing a purple robe, sat in the middle, with his silver-white hair and beard neatly trimmed. At this time, he was wearing his iconic half-moon glasses and looking at each new student gently.

And sitting next to him was the Fourth Dean.

The head of Slytherin with shiny hair, Severus Snape.

The short Head of Ravenclaw, Filius Flitwick.

Pomona Sprout, the kind-looking Head of Hufflepuff.

As for Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, her position is temporarily vacant because she has to preside over the branch.

Counting them, there were about twenty professors who came to attend the opening banquet today, but Kyle could only recognize less than ten of them without even guessing, and the rest had no impression at all.

But this is normal, Hogwarts is so big, if there are only a few professors in his memory, it will not be enough no matter how he thinks about it.

What's more, half of the professors he knows are still young, and this reduction will make them even less.

…

Kyle looked away.

At this time, Professor McGonagall happened to be holding a four-cornered stool in front of the freshmen, and then placed a patched, brown pointed wizard hat on the stool.

Well, let’s call it brown.

Because the hat was so dirty, even though Professor McGonagall's movements were very gentle, a lot of dust was still stirred up the moment it fell.

Moreover, under the candlelight, there was a flash of light on the hat, which was obviously patinated. It was basically impossible to see its original color under such circumstances.

Kyle can guarantee that if this hat is not the Sorting Hat and appears in his house again, then one of him and Chris will definitely die.

Or maybe they were both beaten to death by Diana.