Hogwarts: The Book of Magic

Chapter 24 Sorting Ceremony
This is a small boat, and it can only seat four people.There is an oil lamp at the bow, illuminating a small area.

The entire lake was completely shrouded in a thin layer of white mist, making it difficult to see the distance clearly.

Rin pulled Hermione into the boat closest to him, and Neville followed.

The little fat man was a little nervous, and he didn't even dare to look at the lake.

"When I was young, my family always thought I was a squib, so they always used various methods to try to make me have a magic riot. I remember several times, they threw me into the lake, hoping that I would have a magic riot. Later Once, my uncle accidentally dropped me out of a window, and I bounced it up by myself, and they were so happy. After that, my uncle bought it for me as well."

Neville sat on the bow, lowered his head, buried his face in the shadows, and said silently.

Rin and Hermione looked at each other without speaking.It seems that outsiders are not good at saying anything about other people's family affairs.

After a while, a little girl with freckles and brown hair boarded the boat.

"Sorry, but the other boats are full," she said. "Emily Skawan."

Emily sat in the stern, straightened her somewhat messy hair and said.

"Just call me Zell." Lean said lightly.

"You... hello, my name is Neville Longbottom, you can call me Neville." Neville said in a very low voice, it seemed that he was a little afraid of the little girl who had just boarded the ship.

"Hermione Granger." Hermione was a little enthusiastic about the new girl on the ship, perhaps because she was the only girl on the ship.

"Are you all seated? Let's go!" Hagrid's loud voice made every little wizard subconsciously grab the side of the boat.

At this time, Hermione also realized that she was sitting on the boat leading to Hogwarts, and she no longer spoke to Emily, but just grasped the side of the boat with both hands.

Emily was not much better, and some cold sweat began to break out on the little girl's forehead.Neville was trembling even more, closing his eyes and not knowing what he was talking about.

Seeing that the three of them were so nervous, Lean could only look down at the lake.

The lake water seemed to be filled with blackness, and under the cover of night, it was even more difficult to see a trace of the underwater scene.

The boat gently cut through the entire lake, leaving a series of cracks on the flat lake surface, but it returned to calm in an instant.

"Look down." Hagrid's voice startled the little wizard who was used to silence, and Neville even trembled.

This is a cave covered with vines, and because of the oil lamp at the bow, Lean can still see the walls on both sides clearly.

About three or four minutes later, the fleet sailed out of the cave, and the castle on the cliff came into view.

Although I had already seen the castle when I boarded the boat on the opposite bank, it was too far away at that time, and it was far less shocking than when I saw it up close.

The towering towers, wide and thick walls, and windows emitting orange light all shocked the little wizard who saw the castle for the first time.

"Do we need to stay here for seven years?" Hermione murmured.

Although Hermione's family is rich, it has not reached the level where she can live in a castle.It was the first time to see such a tall castle, and it was necessary to live here for seven years, which made the little girl feel unrealistic.

After leaving the cave, the next journey is very close. Two minutes later, the boat stopped at a pier at Hogwarts.

One by one, the little wizards jumped from the boat onto the pier, and huddled together not far from Hagrid.

From a distance, it looks like lambs united to face the predation of lions.

Of course, Ryan was not among them.

Hagrid seemed to be immune to the scene in front of him, and didn't pay much attention to it. He said directly, "Okay, is everyone here? Please line up and let me count the number of people."

The little wizards pushed and pushed to complete the queue, and Hagrid quickly counted the number of people.

"Okay, since everyone is here, please come with me, let us walk into the gate of magic together."

After speaking, Hagrid walked forward with the lantern in his hand.

When everyone came to a door, Hagrid stepped forward and slapped it hard twice, causing some dust to fall from the top of the door.

After a few claps, Hagrid stopped.

He took a few steps back, and the door opened from the inside.

A witch in green robes and a pointed hat stood behind the door.Her serious expression and unsmiling demeanor made many young wizards feel nervous.

"First year, Professor McGonagall." Hagrid said in a low voice.

"Thank you, Hagrid, leave it to me." Professor McGonagall nodded at Hagrid and said.

Hagrid nodded in the same way, and then walked the way he had come and gone with the lantern in his hand.

After watching Hagrid leave, Professor McGonagall cast his eyes on the group of little wizards in front of him.

The immature face, the eyes full of curiosity about magic, and the expression of panic about the entrance ceremony reminded Professor McGonagall of the time when he was enrolled.

Taking a deep breath, Professor McGonagall calmed down.

"Okay, everyone, follow me." Professor McGonagall said something, then turned around and walked forward.

Professor McGonagall brought the little wizards to an empty room.

The room is small, so the little wizards need to huddle together.

Next, Professor McGonagall briefly introduced the four colleges and their sub-systems, then turned and left.

Later, Lean saw ghosts in the wizarding world.

That kind of creature with pearly white and transparent body.

Yes, creatures, in Lean's eyes, ghosts are also a kind of creature.

He looked at these ghosts with interest, possessing consciousness and endless life, but the side effect is that they cannot touch objects and use magic.

"A kind of immortality in disguise with great side effects." Lean stared at the fat monk who was talking, and murmured.

"What did you say?" Hermione asked.

She was reciting the magic spell of memory during the summer vacation, holding her magic wand in her little hand, and her palm was constantly sweating.

Soon, Professor McGonagall returned with a piece of parchment in his hand.

"Okay, boys, follow me in a row," said Professor McGonagall.

Push open the door and walk into the restaurant.

Above the head are countless candles and a starry sky, surrounded by dining tables of the four colleges, with gilded tableware on the tables.

The little wizards followed Professor McGonagall in a row, walked to the front under the gaze of all the wizards, and then formed a row.

Hermione closed her eyes at this moment, reciting a spell quickly, not noticing the starry sky above her head.

Lien was not intimidated by the sight in front of him, but looked at the little wizards present and the entire restaurant with great interest.

This room is huge, and the light from unknown sources makes the whole restaurant extremely bright, because the light of candles alone is not enough to make the whole room so bright.

While Lean was looking at the house, the sorting ceremony began.

The cheers from the little wizards when Harry Potter was assigned to Gryffindor brought Rian back to his senses, and Hermione had already sat at the Gryffindor table.

When she saw Lean looking over, Hermione gave him a sweet smile, and then gave him a gesture of encouragement.

Rian nodded to Hermione, Dumbledore saw all this.

Seeing this scene, the old bee showed a gratified smile.

"Lion Zell." After Professor McGonagall finished reading Lien's name, he rolled up the parchment.

Lean is the last young wizard of this session.

Sitting on the round stool, Lean was put on the sorting hat.

"Very interesting soul, you are full of greed for power, and you don't mind using some means for success. Slytherin is a good choice."

"But there is also a desire for delicious food in the bones, and Hufflepuff is not bad."

"Your little head is also very smart, and you also realize the importance of knowledge. Ravenclaw is also very suitable for you."

"It's really hard to choose, it's really..."

The whisper in Lean's ear suddenly disappeared, which made Lean strange for a while.

After waiting for about ten seconds, the voice still hadn't sounded.Lean intends to take the Sorting Hat off to see if there is something wrong with the Sorting Hat.

"No, no, nothing wrong with me." The Sorting Hat's voice sounded.

"You are also full of desire to explore the unknown, and Gryffindor is also very good."

"It's really hard to choose, hard to choose."

Lean felt strange for a while, obviously he didn't have the temperament that Gryffindor valued, and the last sentence was obviously added by the Sorting Hat himself.

"No, you have the qualities of Gryffindor. I am the Sorting Hat. I have never made a mistake for thousands of years. You have to trust me!"

The Sorting Hat's voice was full of urgency and panic.

"Okay, kid, don't think too much about it, why don't you think about which college to go to. How about Gryffindor?" the Sorting Hat said persuasively.

Rin thought for a while, and suddenly realized that it might be Dumbledore who noticed him.

"No, no, no, you really have Gryffindor qualities."

Alas, Li En sighed in his heart, isn't this place without 300 taels of silver?
The Sorting Hat seemed to realize that his words might be counterproductive, so he began to play dead.

"Can you see which academy I am most suitable for? Bet on the reputation of the Sorting Hat." Li En thought silently in his heart.

"Hmm..." The Sorting Hat pondered for a while, then shouted, "Slytherin!"

Professor McGonagall took the sorting hat from Lean's head with a worried face. She watched this talented little wizard enter Slytherin, which severely discriminates against Muggles and is rich in dark wizards.

Lean bowed slightly towards Professor McGonagall, and then sat down at the Slytherin table - next to Malfoy amid the applause of all the little wizards.

Because there is only one seat left.

Malfoy moved his tableware to the side, as if he was afraid that the Muggle breath on Rien's body would contaminate him.

"Damn Mudblood, dare to enter the hall where Slytherin defiles pure blood." Malfoy murmured.

(End of this chapter)