I recite the Analects of Confucius at Hogwarts

Be consistent.

Ten minutes later, under the leadership of Hagrid, all the freshmen arrived at the gate of Hogwarts.

Kong Yun saw a familiar figure in front of the gate, it was Professor McGonagall who took him to buy all the school supplies in Diagon Alley that day.He wasn't sure whether the professor still remembered him, but when the other person glanced at him, he subconsciously showed a shallow smile.

Mag's eyes only stayed on him for two seconds, then moved away and looked at the other students.

Students began to line up, slowly moving towards the interior of Hogwarts.Kong Yun's position was neither too far forward nor too far behind. He stood there for a while and soon caught a glimpse of another group of students who looked obviously senior students getting off the carriage and entering Hogwarts through another entrance. .

Kong Yun's eyes skipped the carriage and fell on the creatures responsible for pulling the carriage. This was a strange thing. From the appearance, they looked like horses with wings, and their bodies were dark, as if they had blended into the night. , if you don’t look carefully, you can almost easily miss it.

Is it a magical creature unique to the British wizarding world?

Kong Yun was a little curious, but he couldn't continue reading.

The door of Hogwarts was completely opened by Professor McGonagall. He took one last look at the black "Pegasus" and followed the vast crowd into this huge and ancient castle.

The sorting ceremony that followed seemed to be similar to what he had read in a school history of Hogwarts: Slytherin believed that Hogwarts was a school for magic and wizards, and that mixed-bloods should not be eligible for admission. Gryffindor was very resistant to Slytherin's favorite candidates. He believed that young wizards from dark wizard families were more intolerable than half-breeds.

So, the final result is what they see now: Gryffindor took off his hat, and the four founders of Hogwarts injected their own thoughts on selecting students into the hat. Choose their respective students for them.And that hat

Kong Yun stared with interest at the tattered hat placed on the chair.

Inject one's own thoughts into the spiritual weapon to select students. In other words, this hat can detect the students' temperament and thoughts to a certain extent. It must be said that British magic is more comprehensive than Chinese magic. The magic is much stronger.

Facing the curious eyes of the little wizards, the Sorting Hat began to sing.

It was a very unpleasant song, but Kong Yun still tried his best to listen to it.The song was a little different from the one he'd read about in the book, also by the Sorting Hat.

The book mentions that Slytherin’s selection criteria are: “A power-hungry Slytherin, shrewdness and ambition are his only preferences.” But now the Sorting Hat sang “Maybe you will get into Slytherin” Leitlin, maybe you will make sincere friends here, but those insidious and cunning people will use any means to achieve their goals."

In other words, over these thousands of years, the Sorting Hat's perception of Slytherin has undergone a qualitative change. Compared with treating the four houses equally a thousand years ago, the Sorting Hat's current perception of Slytherin has obviously changed. Subjective consciousness, the Sorting Hat injected with thoughts is no longer a simple hat, but an alchemical life with its own consciousness and preferences.

I just don’t know to what extent its intelligence is.

Although his understanding was not in-depth, Kong Yun knew that the Mo family's research on mechanisms had also reached the point of "creative consciousness". For example, his pet Tuantuan was different from the pure mechanism pets sold by the Mo family on the market. In addition to having suspected The appearance of a real cat itself also has a certain degree of consciousness and intelligence.

In the British wizarding world, there are obviously wizards who have done this.

While he was distracted, the sorting ceremony was still going on in an orderly manner. Whenever the Sorting Hat announced the name of a house, there would be a burst of applause from the dining table of the corresponding house. When he came back to his senses, By then, there were very few students left.

"Yun Kong"

When Mag read out his name, this rather awkward name quickly attracted the attention of most people. As many people turned their attention to the young man walking out of the queue, many people said to be precise: The girls' eyes suddenly lit up.

They are used to seeing tall, clear-cut and three-dimensional British boys, but Kong Yun's face is more delicate and delicate, and his temperament is gentle, courteous and thrifty. In their eyes, Kong Yun is obviously something else.What's more, they have already begun to discuss how to win this oriental beauty as a joke.

Mag had to say seriously, "Quiet, in the hall."

Calm was restored.

Kong Yun stepped forward and put on the hat according to Mag's instructions.

"Oh, a brilliant mind and a great love of knowledge"

A feeling as if someone was spying on him, Kong Yun thought.This made him feel a little awkward. No one would like this feeling of being peered into their hearts. The purpose of the Sorting Hat's probing was to determine which of the students' beliefs and wills were closer to the standards of which of the four founders, in order to classify them. They are divided into different colleges, but for Chinese ascetics, the so-called "Tao" actually also means faith and will.

Choose the Tao, practice the Tao, understand the Tao, and prove the Tao.

The spiritual power of the ascetic will build a "small world" in the body according to the "Tao" he chooses. The strength of the spiritual power depends on the understanding and firmness of the "Tao". If the mind is distracted, the Tao If the mind is shaken, this "small world" will also fall into chaos, which will lead to the practice of practice stagnating or even retreating.

"Weird, this is the second time I have met such a strange student today." He could clearly hear the Sorting Hat talking to itself in his mind, as well as its somewhat worried tone: "It's a very contradictory feeling. Such a strong and determined soul, but why?”

Kong Yun closed his eyes quietly.

The world deep in the body suddenly became clear. It was a sapling less than the height of an adult. It was tender and young, half green, like a new leaf standing in the wind in spring; half withered and withered, like a broken branch falling silently on a snowy night. It is lifeless and has a tendency to continue to spread.

It may stop growing, or it may wither and die.

No one knows his own body better than him.

"This has nothing to do with you," he finally said.

As another new leaf fell, the tiny world disappeared in an instant, and the sense of exploration in the body was forcibly kicked out by the body's protective mechanism. The Sorting Hat groaned in pain, although it was difficult to say whether a hat could feel it. It hurts, but it persists:

"Actually, you made your decision early on, didn't you?"

Before the boy's face turned even worse, the Sorting Hat quickly and loudly completed the sorting process: "Well, Hufflepuff"

After saying this, it jumped off Kong Yun's head like flying. As a result, it missed its jump and stumbled to the ground, which made the little wizards present who had not yet been sorted even more disgusted.

Kong Yun did nothing more. In fact, he had no intention of doing anything to this tattered hat.He stood up from his chair, bowed slightly to Professor McGonagall beside him, and walked towards the table where applause was heard.

This was not a surprising result. After learning about the sorting method of Hogwarts through reading, in his opinion, apart from Slytherin and Gryffindor, whether he was sorted into Ravenclaw or Hercules, Chipachi, this was all what he expected.

But others seemed surprised.

In addition to the applause on the table that originally belonged to Hufflepuff, Kong Yun noticed that some of the curious eyes that were focused on him immediately became a little contemptuous and careless. In the eyes of some girls, The surprise was replaced by disappointment and a touch of disdain.

As if they had just experienced a small episode, they turned their attention back to another target worthy of attention, which seemed to be Harry Potter.

It seemed that he had been assigned to a less popular college.

Such thoughts only passed by for a moment, and soon Kong Yun no longer paid attention to other people's eyes.

As if he didn't notice the strange things, even with a malicious look in his eyes and a shy smile, he walked calmly and leisurely towards the Hufflepuff table, where Ernie and Justin, who had arrived earlier than him, were already happily He waved his hand.

He smiled and nodded to the applauding little badgers on the dining table, then pulled out his chair and sat down on the empty seat next to Ernie. As soon as he sat down, he heard a voice:

"You don't seem to be doing well." Kong Yun raised his head and was surprised to find that the person talking to him at this moment was a slightly fat ghost. He was floating opposite, and the concern on his face didn't look fake: " Don't care about other people's opinions, little one, Hufflepuff is a great house and I bet you'll like it here."

Considering that the pure soul body may have a more obvious perception of human emotions, Kong Yun was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure, and wiped away the messy thoughts in his heart. Nick and Justin, smiled and replied: "Thank you, I think I will, sir."