Chapter 14 The Boat and the Sorting Tradition Horror Story

They walked like this for more than ten minutes, and Carl was at the end of the whole group, while the angry Miss Beaver followed behind Carl.

Until her head hit Carl's back.

"oops!!"

Hermione touched her head and cried out in pain. Why was this guy's back so hard, like a piece of iron?

She wanted to argue with Karl again, saying that she was not a crying girl, but she heard a surprised “Wow!!”

She quickly leaned over to look, and the scenery in front of her instantly attracted the girl's attention.

At the end of the narrow path, there was a black lake. On the other side of the lake was a cliff with a magnificent castle standing there.

With spires everywhere and lights shining through the windows like stars, Hermione admired the beautiful Hogwarts Castle.

The mysterious and unknown atmosphere fascinated her.

Carl only stopped for a short while and quickly looked away. If it were 7 to 8 years earlier, he might have been excited about the scene in front of him.

But now, all this seemed insignificant in his eyes.

“No more than four people on each boat!”

Until a loud roar woke up the intoxicated little wizards. Hagrid stood at the front of the team, pointing at the small boat anchored on the shore.

He boarded a boat alone, but the boat was so pitiful that it sank significantly, which was visibly visible.

One can't help but worry whether it can withstand the weight of the hybrid giant.

Carl and Hermione were undoubtedly the last, so they were the only two people on the boat, and Miss Beaver was still sulking.

Carl, however, looked at the lake nonchalantly. The water was sparkling and the boat was gradually moving towards the castle.

Both sides were silent for a long time, until the boat approached the cliff, Hagrid's roar was heard.

"Lower your head!!"

Hermione hurriedly did as she was told, but Carl sat there motionless until the boat was completely through the vines.

Hermione asked, a little angrily, as she straightened up.

"Why didn't you listen? You should listen to the instructions of the staff at school. What if you encounter danger?"

Her words made Karl a little angry, he looked at her with caring eyes for the mentally retarded, and said without any taboo.

"My dear lady, even if the giant lies on the ground, he is probably taller than me when I stand up."

"He can pass it, why should I bow my head? And please don't lecture me, we just met today."

"There is no need to do so. Let me give you another sentence: real knowledge must be tested through your own experiments."

"If you can't do that, then that knowledge is meaningless to you."

Hermione opened her mouth, wanting to retort but unable to say anything, so she had no choice but to hide away again, sitting there with her arms folded across her chest, sulking.

Carl, however, looked indifferent and continued to look at the lake. He had no idea how his words would inspire the girl in front of him.

He had no idea what kind of trouble his words would cause Professor McGonagall in the future.

The only feeling he had now was that he felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, no man wants to stay next to a sulking woman for too long, no matter how old she is.

Fortunately, the boat quickly reached the shore, breaking the damn awkwardness, and some people followed Hagrid.

Climbing up a flight of stone steps and gathering in front of the huge oak door, after counting the number of people, Hagrid raised his huge fist and knocked on the castle door three times.

The door slowly opened, and a witch in an emerald green robe appeared at the door.

Many freshmen felt the harsh oppression from the other party and were so scared that they dared not breathe.

"All the first years are here, Professor McGonagall."

"Thank you Hagrid, now leave it to me."

Professor McGonagall waved her hand to open the doors, and a group of young wizards immediately filed in. The hall was extremely bright and warm.

There were burning torches on every corner of the wall, and everyone could hear a buzzing sound coming from the right.

But Professor McGonagall took them to a small house on the other side of the hall.

Then he waved for everyone to be quiet.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. It's getting late, so the start-of-term dinner will begin soon."

"But before you enter the auditorium and take your seats, we first need to determine which college you will be entering."

Professor McGonagall introduced in detail the four major colleges of Hogwarts, their glorious history, as well as the house cup and the principles of adding and subtracting points.

After the detailed introduction, Professor McGonagall left and said she would be back in five minutes.

This period of time is reserved for the little wizards to sort out their clothes and adjust their mindset.

However, due to the professor's departure, the atmosphere on the scene became more tense, and some children from wizard families became more nervous.

Immediately, they began to spread rumors about the Sorting Ceremony.

The rumor began to spread at an alarming speed. In less than a minute, no one in the room was talking anymore and everyone was extremely nervous.

Carl stood in the corner of the room, struggling in his heart. On the one hand, this was a good opportunity to gain points.

On the other hand, there is really no sense of accomplishment in deceiving a group of children, and it may even make people feel guilty.

Just when he was wavering, the system helped him make a decision, and a few words floated through his mind.

[Start your performance host, intimidate these young wizards, and make them think about dropping out of school. ]

[Don't worry, don't forget that you are also a freshman, and there will naturally be someone to take the blame, since this is the host's first time acting in Hogwarts. ]

【So the villain's points are doubled. 】

I'm sorry, Cedric, I'm sorry, George, and Fred. Carl silently apologized to the three of them in his heart.

Then he immediately began his performance. As the saying goes, the first time is a struggle, the second time is familiar, he had lost his moral constraints.

First he kept rubbing his hands, then his expression became a little impatient, and he kept muttering to himself.

His unique height and outstanding appearance are already very eye-catching, coupled with the little tail that always follows him.

Hermione couldn't help but ask when she saw him like this.

"What's wrong with you Carl?"

I took the bait. Carl said nervously, deliberately raising his voice.

"I'm preparing for the next test!"

This sentence immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, adding to the tension that was already pervasive around them.

The little wizards immediately swarmed around Carl and started asking questions at once. Among them was a domineering boy with platinum hair.

With two followers, he swaggered past everyone and asked.

"Do you know the content of the Sorting Ceremony Assessment?"

Looking at the other person's arrogant face, Carl recognized the other person's identity at a glance, Draco Malfoy.

She is indeed good-looking, but her expression is a little too annoying. Thinking of this, Carl's sense of morality suddenly dissipated a little.

He deliberately lowered his voice, showing a frightened expression, and spoke slowly while looking into Malfoy's eyes.

"Yes, Cedric and the twins just told me about the sorting process in the car."

"I think some of you noticed that when the twins were about to get off the car, their legs were already weak with fear, because the memories were too cruel."