Chapter 50 50: Belated sorting!
The front of the auditorium.
The professors were sitting at attention at the teachers' bench.
Dumbledore, wearing a purple robe, sat in the middle position. His silver-white hair and beard were carefully taken care of, and his eyes behind half-moon glasses looked at the students gently.
Looking at each other.
Ian saw Dumbledore blink at him.
“This is my favorite time of year.”
Filius Flitwick, who is as tall as a dwarf, is the current headmaster of Ravenclaw House. His short stature does not affect his magical attainments far beyond most people.
"What energetic children, I wonder how many will enter our college."
Pomona Sprout, the headmaster of Hufflepuff House, looks like Like a housewife, she was looking at the new students entering the auditorium with a smile and expectancy.
"The Sorting Hat will make the choice for them."
As for Minerva McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, she has the most serious expression among all the professors, and her mouth seems to be pursed all the time. Full of sternness like a dean.
Of course.
Only those who know this dean know that behind her sternness is a delicate and gentle heart, and her reputation among the students is far greater than that of the dean of Slytherin House who is leading the team at this time.
Severus Snape.
"Everyone, go to the middle and line up."
He pointed to the vacant forehead space in the middle, and his mouth seemed to be a tough command. At this time, it has left too many memories in the hearts of many students. Too strong an impression.
Everyone followed suit and walked over.
"Professor Snape, thank you for your help."
Professor McGonagall waited for Snape to walk to the teacher's chair and sit upright, then stood up and came to the dirty Sorting Hat forward. At this time, almost all the students were staring at her nervously.
"Will you fight the troll?"
"I heard that you need to catch a bird and snake."
"Nonsense, my dad told me that the test in school is to let us Stay in the same room with the Veela."
...
Without Snape's restraint.
The little wizards whispered among themselves.
In the magnificent palace.
The four long tables representing the four different colleges were also filled with senior students. The magic flames of the candles suspended under the ceiling above their heads were burning brightly.
Aurora kept looking up at the roof.
She seemed not to be as nervous as before after seeing the Sorting Hat.
"What are you looking at?"
Ian was also a little excited.
“Why is there no wax dripping down?”
The Germanic girl spoke softly with a slightly regretful voice.
"Maybe they forgot to add some realistic effects when they applied magic." Ian was also a little surprised that the candle above his head seemed to never change.
"It makes sense."
Aurora nodded.
"It's okay. When I learn alchemy, I will help them fix this small flaw." Ian said eagerly. There was still Teacher Mara's new homework in his suitcase.
"Have you been so bad since you were a child?"
Aurora's tone was a bit surprised.
"That's a good question."
Ian actually seemed to start to remember and think, which made Aurora couldn't help but widen her eyes, looking at him with eyes full of disbelief.
“Quiet!”
That’s when.
Professor McGonagall’s sonorous voice sounded.
The Sorting Hat placed on the four-corner stool twisted in time, revealing its linear mouth and eyes. Amidst a burst of exclamations from the little wizard, it began to show its soul song that probably originated from Gryffindor.
In the ancient halls of Hogwarts,
I will croon a new canto.
Wisdom and courage will intersect here.
Every soul will find its future direction.
Oh, young heart, full of infinite reverie,
Is it the flame of Gryffindor, burning bravery and hope,
Or is it the depth of Slytherin, hiding wisdom and light?
Or is it Hufflepuff's loyalty, as warm as the sun,
under the eagle wings of Ravenclaw, wisdom soaring? Listen to me, feel my tremors, I am the Sorting Hat who never goes wrong!
If you have justice in your heart and are not afraid of difficulties and obstacles,
Gryffindor's flame will flourish for you;
If you have a sharp mind and pursue the light of truth,
The starry sky of Ravenclaw is waiting for you to explore the boundless world.
With the desire for love and cherishing friendship as a treasure,
Hufflepuff's fields will surely satisfy your imagination.
If you hide your secrets and want to pursue the ambition in your heart,
Slytherin's lake will surely reflect your glory.
No matter where you choose, young heart, don’t hesitate,
Let me lead you in the direction you are destined to go!
……
The singing voice is very loud.
Hmm.
Only Hong Liang is left.
Ian believed that the Sorting Hat's singing reflected the artistic talent of Gryffindor to some extent. God knows why Dumbledore could hear it with so much intoxication on his face.
“Bah bang bang bang!”
There were many students applauding at the scene.
And when the applause faded.
Professor McGonagall also held a roll of parchment and stood next to the Sorting Hat and began to prepare Cat Girl to click.
"Grace Allison!"
The first name came out of Professor McGonagall's mouth.
Ian looked over.
See.
A girl with some freckles on her face looked confused. After a few gentle pushes from the little wizard next to her, she hurriedly ran towards Professor McGonagall.
"What should I do?"
The girl was a little at a loss.
"Just sit on the stool."
Professor McGonagall explained in a soft tone.
“Hufflepuff!”
When the Sorting Hat was put on the girl's head, a moment later, along with the Sorting Hat's loud shout, everyone understood what the Sorting Ceremony was all about.
Many little wizards breathed a sigh of relief.
There are also some little wizards who seem a little unhappy.
Among them.
The little wizard who had previously claimed that he would stay in the same room with the Veela looked the most disappointed.
"Mean Agfus!"
Another little wizard ran onto the stage.
After a while.
The boy was sorted into Gryffindor House. One after another, the little wizards were named, and then walked towards their college amid the shouts of the Sorting Hat.
"Aurora...Grindelwald!"
When Professor McGonagall called out this name.
Pause time.
The auditorium, which was still a little noisy with various cheers and celebrations, suddenly became quiet - some were shocked, and some had expressions of disbelief.
The confused little wizards asked in low voices to the people around them. After a while, their faces turned pale and frightened.
“What!?”
Daphne, who was communicating with an acquaintance, was probably the palest among the young wizards. Her eyes were horrified when she saw the Germanic girl next to Ian walking up calmly.
At this time.
Other sounds around her could no longer reach Daphne's ears. She could only feel her brain buzzing, and the originally clear surroundings in her eyes seemed to be blurring.
"I'm done!"
Recalling her previous cynicism on the boat, Daphne felt dizzy, but she found that her thinking had become clearer.
"Our whole family is doomed!"
Yes.
The thinking is really very clear.
(End of this chapter)