Chapter 15 Sorting Ceremony
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall, who was wearing dark green wizard robes and with clean hair, successfully handed over to Hagrid and led the little wizards to a small room with a high ceiling. in the house.
"The opening banquet is about to begin. Before you enter the auditorium and take your seats, you must first conduct a sorting ceremony. Sorting into schools is a very important ceremony, because while you are in school, your respective colleges are your homes."
"You will take classes with other students, live together, and spend the seven years together until graduation."
Professor McGonagall looked around. The students were as quiet as a group of chickens.
Suer silently gave a thumbs up, Professor McGonagall's field control ability - max...
She went on to say:
"There are four houses in Hogwarts. They are: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Each house has its own glorious history. Likewise, they They have also cultivated many outstanding wizards.”
"During your studies, good performance will earn extra points for your college, which will help you compete for the College Cup at the end of the year. This is a very high honor."
When Professor McGonagall said this, her expression became more serious, "But if you violate school rules, remember, any violation will cause your college to lose points!"
All the students, including Su Er, nodded like chickens pecking at rice. Some students almost beat their chests to ensure that they would never violate school rules.
Looking at everyone's expressions, Professor McGonagall nodded with great satisfaction.
"Well, before the sorting ceremony, I hope you will check your clothes carefully. I will be back in a few minutes."
Before leaving, Suhr noticed that Professor McGonagall's eyes turned to where the protagonist was, fleetingly.
Hermione pulled Soul in the corner and asked him to help her look at her clothes.
The little wizards suddenly screamed, and Soul, who was pulled by Hermione to face the wall, couldn't see what was happening.
Neville also came over. After Hermione checked Soul, she untied Neville's cloak straps and tied them again. It turned out that he tied them under his left ear.
"Now, line up in single file." Professor McGonagall screamed, "The sorting ceremony will begin soon. Follow me."
The little wizards all had tense faces. Soul heard Hermione in front of him breathing a lot heavier, and Neville even nervously started to move hands and feet.
"Don't be nervous, Neville." Soul whispered into the boy's ear. He was really afraid that Neville would accidentally trip on him, which would be great fun.
The Great Hall of Hogwarts is much larger than what you see in the movies. Four flags are hung around four long tables, each embroidered with a snake, a lion with a mane, a badger and a flag spreading its wings. eagle.
Countless candles floated in the air, illuminating the auditorium.
It also makes the gold plates and gold goblets on the table sparkle.
Professor McGonagall asked the little wizards to line up in a row in front of the podium facing hundreds of senior Hogwarts students, with a high stool placed between the seniors and first-year students.
At this time, Hermione was no longer nervous.
She whispered to Suer: "It was mentioned in a school history that the ceiling was enchanted, so we look the same inside as the sky outside."
At this time, Professor McGonagall picked up a dusty hat and a roll of parchment from the podium and walked to the high chair.
Everyone was staring at the hat.
There was no sound in the auditorium.
Then the hat twisted a few times and cracked a wide slit---and he sang.
"You may think I am not beautiful,
But never judge a hat by its cover.
If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,
I could eat myself!
…………
You may belong to Gryffindor,
There is bravery buried deep in the heart.
You may belong to Hufflepuff,
The people there are honest and brave.
If you're smart,
Maybe into wise Ravenclaw.
Maybe you'll be in Slytherin,
Make sincere friends here.
Come on, put it on me!Don't be afraid!
Never panic!
In my hands, you are absolutely safe!
Because I am a thinking magic hat. "
(ps: some lyrics are omitted.)
After singing the song, the audience burst into applause. Hat straightened his body like a gentleman and bowed in the direction of the four long tables.
To be honest, it didn't sound good. Su Er picked his ears.
"Looks like we just need to put on our hats." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "I just heard someone saying that we were going to fight a troll."
Soul smiled, said nothing, and motioned Hermione to look forward.
Professor McGonagall had already picked up the parchment, "Now, whoever I call will come forward, put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."
"Hannah Abbott!"
A little girl with two ponytails and a rosy complexion stumbled out of the crowd and sat on a stool wearing a hat, the brim of the hat just covering her eyes.
"Hufflepuff!" Hat shouted.
The people at a table on the right applauded Hannah, and Hannah ran over with a blushing face.
"Susan Burns!"
Su Er's heart moved, this is the Bones.
"Hufflepuff!" the Hat shouted, and Susan quickly sat down next to Hannah.
Professor McGonagall paused for no apparent reason, and then shouted, "Sul Bones!"
Thinking of Mr. Ellison's chat with him that night, Soul sighed slightly and walked out of the queue. Professor McGonagall was looking at him with a smile.
"Put on your hat, I personally would love for you to come to Gryffindor." She whispered before Soul put on his hat.
Soul nodded slightly and put on his hat.
"Oh, another Bones." Hat's voice sounded in Soul's mind.
"Actually, I have another last name, Mr. Hat, and I prefer you to call me, Soul Ellison." Soul replied, "I grew up in the Ellison family since I was a baby."
"Oh, sorry." Hat said politely.
"It's okay, Mr. Hat, the song you sing is very nice." Suer raised it and said it sincerely.
"Haha, I think so too. I have been preparing for this for a whole year." Hat shook the brim of his hat happily.
"Ahem..." Professor McGonagall coughed softly.
"Okay, little wizard, let me see..." Hat thought of his job, "Well, outstanding talent, you seem to be different from any Bones I know, maybe you are more suitable for pulling Winclaw, but with extraordinary courage, visible, and shrewd, Gryffindor and Slytherin are equally suitable for you."
"It's hard to choose, very hard. Maybe you have any ideas?" said the hat.
"I can do either, Mr. Hat, but I prefer to read on the sofa in the cozy common room, even better if there's some delicious food at the same time."
"Oh, this is very Hufflepuff," said the hat. "The Hufflepuff common room is the best among the four houses, and it's right next to the kitchen, so it's decided..."
"Hufflepuff!" shouted the Hat.
The long table on the left immediately burst into applause. Suer took off his hat and faced the college where he would stay for seven years with a smile.
Susan, who was next to Hannah with golden twintails, looked at Suer curiously.
"Sit here, Soul." Cedric Diggory, who had met him once before, waved to him.
Soul sat down next to Cedric.
A pearly white ghost emerged from the middle of the long table in front of them, smiling and signaling.
"Hufflepuff welcomes you," it said.
"That's the Fat Friar." Cedric introduced to Soul in a low voice. "That's the ghost of our Hufflepuff."
Suer looked at the smiling ghost curiously. This was the first time he saw a ghost in his previous life.
"Thank you, Mr. Friar."
The fat monk tipped his hat in return.
The sorting ceremony was still going on, and next, a young wizard named "Terry Butt" was sorted into Ravenclaw.
The first Gryffindor came out, Lavender Brown.
Justin Finch-Fletchley was sorted into Hufflepuff, and Soul applauded along with everyone else.
Sometimes the sorting speed of the Sorting Hat is very fast, and sometimes it requires more consideration, but it cannot be ruled out that it is chatting with the little wizard. It has an instinct for fishing, regardless of race.
Hermione was sorted into Gryffindor, and Soul felt keenly that the little girl seemed a little unhappy?
Several more people came one after another, and then Professor McGonagall shouted---
"Harry Potter!"
The four long tables immediately erupted into a buzz of discussion, and Soul heard several young wizards sitting next to him discussing whether it was the Harry Potter they knew.
The Sorting Hat didn't take long to decide where Harry would belong.
"Gryffindor!"
Immediately, a burst of applause and cheers erupted from the long Gryffindor table. Two red-haired teenagers tapped the gold plate in front of them with silver spoons and shouted, "We have Potter! We have Potter." Got it!"
Ron Weasley was naturally sorted into Gryffindor, and the next two were Ravenclaw and Slytherin.
It was finally over. Suer let out a breath and looked down at the empty plate in front of him.
On the train, he only ate some biscuits and bread made by Mr. Ellison and some Diagon Alley snacks extorted from Angel. His stomach was already hungry.
"Welcome, welcome, it's another new school year." Principal Dumbledore, who was sitting on the golden central chair, stood up and said with a smile, "It seems that everyone is a little hungry. So, before the banquet officially begins, I I have a few words to say to everyone.”
"That's---Idiot! Crying! Residue! Screw it!"
"The opening banquet is about to begin. Before you enter the auditorium and take your seats, you must first conduct a sorting ceremony. Sorting into schools is a very important ceremony, because while you are in school, your respective colleges are your homes."
"You will take classes with other students, live together, and spend the seven years together until graduation."
Professor McGonagall looked around. The students were as quiet as a group of chickens.
Suer silently gave a thumbs up, Professor McGonagall's field control ability - max...
She went on to say:
"There are four houses in Hogwarts. They are: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Each house has its own glorious history. Likewise, they They have also cultivated many outstanding wizards.”
"During your studies, good performance will earn extra points for your college, which will help you compete for the College Cup at the end of the year. This is a very high honor."
When Professor McGonagall said this, her expression became more serious, "But if you violate school rules, remember, any violation will cause your college to lose points!"
All the students, including Su Er, nodded like chickens pecking at rice. Some students almost beat their chests to ensure that they would never violate school rules.
Looking at everyone's expressions, Professor McGonagall nodded with great satisfaction.
"Well, before the sorting ceremony, I hope you will check your clothes carefully. I will be back in a few minutes."
Before leaving, Suhr noticed that Professor McGonagall's eyes turned to where the protagonist was, fleetingly.
Hermione pulled Soul in the corner and asked him to help her look at her clothes.
The little wizards suddenly screamed, and Soul, who was pulled by Hermione to face the wall, couldn't see what was happening.
Neville also came over. After Hermione checked Soul, she untied Neville's cloak straps and tied them again. It turned out that he tied them under his left ear.
"Now, line up in single file." Professor McGonagall screamed, "The sorting ceremony will begin soon. Follow me."
The little wizards all had tense faces. Soul heard Hermione in front of him breathing a lot heavier, and Neville even nervously started to move hands and feet.
"Don't be nervous, Neville." Soul whispered into the boy's ear. He was really afraid that Neville would accidentally trip on him, which would be great fun.
The Great Hall of Hogwarts is much larger than what you see in the movies. Four flags are hung around four long tables, each embroidered with a snake, a lion with a mane, a badger and a flag spreading its wings. eagle.
Countless candles floated in the air, illuminating the auditorium.
It also makes the gold plates and gold goblets on the table sparkle.
Professor McGonagall asked the little wizards to line up in a row in front of the podium facing hundreds of senior Hogwarts students, with a high stool placed between the seniors and first-year students.
At this time, Hermione was no longer nervous.
She whispered to Suer: "It was mentioned in a school history that the ceiling was enchanted, so we look the same inside as the sky outside."
At this time, Professor McGonagall picked up a dusty hat and a roll of parchment from the podium and walked to the high chair.
Everyone was staring at the hat.
There was no sound in the auditorium.
Then the hat twisted a few times and cracked a wide slit---and he sang.
"You may think I am not beautiful,
But never judge a hat by its cover.
If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,
I could eat myself!
…………
You may belong to Gryffindor,
There is bravery buried deep in the heart.
You may belong to Hufflepuff,
The people there are honest and brave.
If you're smart,
Maybe into wise Ravenclaw.
Maybe you'll be in Slytherin,
Make sincere friends here.
Come on, put it on me!Don't be afraid!
Never panic!
In my hands, you are absolutely safe!
Because I am a thinking magic hat. "
(ps: some lyrics are omitted.)
After singing the song, the audience burst into applause. Hat straightened his body like a gentleman and bowed in the direction of the four long tables.
To be honest, it didn't sound good. Su Er picked his ears.
"Looks like we just need to put on our hats." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "I just heard someone saying that we were going to fight a troll."
Soul smiled, said nothing, and motioned Hermione to look forward.
Professor McGonagall had already picked up the parchment, "Now, whoever I call will come forward, put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."
"Hannah Abbott!"
A little girl with two ponytails and a rosy complexion stumbled out of the crowd and sat on a stool wearing a hat, the brim of the hat just covering her eyes.
"Hufflepuff!" Hat shouted.
The people at a table on the right applauded Hannah, and Hannah ran over with a blushing face.
"Susan Burns!"
Su Er's heart moved, this is the Bones.
"Hufflepuff!" the Hat shouted, and Susan quickly sat down next to Hannah.
Professor McGonagall paused for no apparent reason, and then shouted, "Sul Bones!"
Thinking of Mr. Ellison's chat with him that night, Soul sighed slightly and walked out of the queue. Professor McGonagall was looking at him with a smile.
"Put on your hat, I personally would love for you to come to Gryffindor." She whispered before Soul put on his hat.
Soul nodded slightly and put on his hat.
"Oh, another Bones." Hat's voice sounded in Soul's mind.
"Actually, I have another last name, Mr. Hat, and I prefer you to call me, Soul Ellison." Soul replied, "I grew up in the Ellison family since I was a baby."
"Oh, sorry." Hat said politely.
"It's okay, Mr. Hat, the song you sing is very nice." Suer raised it and said it sincerely.
"Haha, I think so too. I have been preparing for this for a whole year." Hat shook the brim of his hat happily.
"Ahem..." Professor McGonagall coughed softly.
"Okay, little wizard, let me see..." Hat thought of his job, "Well, outstanding talent, you seem to be different from any Bones I know, maybe you are more suitable for pulling Winclaw, but with extraordinary courage, visible, and shrewd, Gryffindor and Slytherin are equally suitable for you."
"It's hard to choose, very hard. Maybe you have any ideas?" said the hat.
"I can do either, Mr. Hat, but I prefer to read on the sofa in the cozy common room, even better if there's some delicious food at the same time."
"Oh, this is very Hufflepuff," said the hat. "The Hufflepuff common room is the best among the four houses, and it's right next to the kitchen, so it's decided..."
"Hufflepuff!" shouted the Hat.
The long table on the left immediately burst into applause. Suer took off his hat and faced the college where he would stay for seven years with a smile.
Susan, who was next to Hannah with golden twintails, looked at Suer curiously.
"Sit here, Soul." Cedric Diggory, who had met him once before, waved to him.
Soul sat down next to Cedric.
A pearly white ghost emerged from the middle of the long table in front of them, smiling and signaling.
"Hufflepuff welcomes you," it said.
"That's the Fat Friar." Cedric introduced to Soul in a low voice. "That's the ghost of our Hufflepuff."
Suer looked at the smiling ghost curiously. This was the first time he saw a ghost in his previous life.
"Thank you, Mr. Friar."
The fat monk tipped his hat in return.
The sorting ceremony was still going on, and next, a young wizard named "Terry Butt" was sorted into Ravenclaw.
The first Gryffindor came out, Lavender Brown.
Justin Finch-Fletchley was sorted into Hufflepuff, and Soul applauded along with everyone else.
Sometimes the sorting speed of the Sorting Hat is very fast, and sometimes it requires more consideration, but it cannot be ruled out that it is chatting with the little wizard. It has an instinct for fishing, regardless of race.
Hermione was sorted into Gryffindor, and Soul felt keenly that the little girl seemed a little unhappy?
Several more people came one after another, and then Professor McGonagall shouted---
"Harry Potter!"
The four long tables immediately erupted into a buzz of discussion, and Soul heard several young wizards sitting next to him discussing whether it was the Harry Potter they knew.
The Sorting Hat didn't take long to decide where Harry would belong.
"Gryffindor!"
Immediately, a burst of applause and cheers erupted from the long Gryffindor table. Two red-haired teenagers tapped the gold plate in front of them with silver spoons and shouted, "We have Potter! We have Potter." Got it!"
Ron Weasley was naturally sorted into Gryffindor, and the next two were Ravenclaw and Slytherin.
It was finally over. Suer let out a breath and looked down at the empty plate in front of him.
On the train, he only ate some biscuits and bread made by Mr. Ellison and some Diagon Alley snacks extorted from Angel. His stomach was already hungry.
"Welcome, welcome, it's another new school year." Principal Dumbledore, who was sitting on the golden central chair, stood up and said with a smile, "It seems that everyone is a little hungry. So, before the banquet officially begins, I I have a few words to say to everyone.”
"That's---Idiot! Crying! Residue! Screw it!"
