Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Professor McGonagall held a roll of parchment, and then said to the group of nervous children: "Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and prepare to be sorted."

Immediately afterwards, a name that Clooney had not expected flew out of Professor McGonagall's mouth.

"Claudine Albert!"

Clooney's heart jumped suddenly, and then began to beat rapidly, which made her feel weak on the soles of her feet.

Mr. Black jumped down from her shoulders very naturally, and before leaving, he gently patted Clowney's hot and flushed face with a cold flesh pad. She stumbled out of the queue like she was on an uninflated air mattress and sat down on a low stool.

When Clooney sat on the low stool, she realized that everyone in the auditorium was watching her closely. The red hair of the twins was particularly conspicuous among the freshmen who had not yet been sorted. They mouthed "Come on" - even at this moment, they were in sync with each other. Clooney was so nervous that she didn't even think of responding to them. She just kept her eyes blank and waited for the arrival of the hat.

Professor McGonagall gently put the hat on her head. When the hat was about to completely block her sight, the corner of her eyes also glanced at Cedric: He saw her nervousness and gently Mouthed "don't worry".

Then she fell completely into darkness.

"Ah~ the first one is so hard to distinguish~" said a small voice. Crowney recognized the voice as that of Mr. Hat, but this time his voice was not as loud as when he sang. "You are exceptionally courageous when facing issues of principle, very kind, very talented, and also love reading. Where should I assign you?"

Clooney's mind was in a mess, and all kinds of thoughts that she had had before flashed through her head. But now she really wants to go to Gryffindor.

Mr. Hat muttered to himself in a small voice, "Although you have courage, I don't think Gryffindor is the most suitable for you."

He twisted on her head again and again: "Your courage comes from your love, but when you go beyond your expectations for less important things, you don't have this momentum; you You like reading and in-depth knowledge, but sometimes you are afraid of failure; you are kind and willing to treat everyone with kindness, maybe you can go to Hufflepuff."

Crowney's heart lifted.

"But sometimes kindness is relative, and you're not entirely fair, kid."

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like a long time passed. Kleini was trembling as he sat stiffly on the stool, waiting for the hat's decision.

"Slytherin can provide you with a strong platform. You are so talented. It seems that I have met a talented little wizard like you many years ago! I have never made a wrong decision, kid. , you will be the most loyal friends to the people you love. This house is not as scary as you think. Slytherin!"

Mr. Hat shouted the word "Slytherin" extremely loudly. I wonder if it was Clooney's imagination. The sound even echoed in the auditorium.

A heavy green snake with a shield appeared on her left chest.

Clooney's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

She felt like she was about to suffocate, tears welling up in her eyes. This unexpected thing made her panic, but she still allowed Professor McGonagall to pick up the hat. She jumped off the stool, nodded to Mr. Hat, and then walked limply towards the Slytherin green table.

Mr. Black had been waiting in front of her for a long time. He followed her freely through this section of the road, his tail slapping Clooney's calf from time to time.

There was uniform but not enthusiastic applause from the long Slytherin table.

"Hello, Albert." A tall woman stretched out her hand to Clooney, "Welcome to Slytherin, I am Acapella Waller. Don't be too nervous, you will adapt to life here. of."

"Hello, Senior Sister Waller." Clooney stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Acapella, "I will ask for your advice in the future."

The blond senior nodded and had no intention of chatting with her any more. After saying this, he continued to focus on the sorting ceremony. So she quietly looked in the direction of the Sorting Hat and continued watching the sorting ceremony.

Clooney didn't notice the other sorting people, but she noticed that Fred and George went to Gryffindor one after another. Their eyes were a little confused when they looked at her, but when they found her eyes full of water, they quietly opened their mouths again - this time Clooney didn't read what they wanted to say.

As soon as the Weasley brothers sat down at the Gryffindor table, they were surrounded by a large group of people. They sat next to their brother and soon turned to stick out their tongues and make faces at her.

She thought they were cute, but she was still exhausted.

This tired mood reached its climax with Cedric's sorting.

"Slytherin, Slytherin." Crowney prayed, "At least, let Cedric and I be sorted into the same house! Please!"

"Hufflepuff!" The Sorting Hat shouted the name of the house before it even touched Cedric's hair.

Hearing this, Clooney felt like his whole body was going limp.

Cedric looked at her worriedly, but she just looked back at her, smiled, and watched him arrive at the Hufflepuff table. When Cedric walked to the long table in their college, he asked her from a distance with a big mouth: "Are you okay?" Clooney just shook his head and motioned for him to go about his own business first.

As the sorting ceremony progressed, new Slytherin students also came to the long table one after another. She gradually discovered a fact: the new classmates who followed seemed to know each other. They crowded around and sat in small circles. Some senior students even joined the group chat of the freshmen. They talked about some interesting things between families, or how they spent the previous holidays, and even exchanged greetings about my father's well-being.

But there was no one with her - Claudine's worst fear happened.

Senior Sister Waller sat quietly next to her and welcomed every new student, but did not talk much to others, as if everyone was the same.

The next time passed very quickly. When Clooney was in a daze, there was no one waiting next to the stool.

The old man with a crooked nose sitting at the top stood up. He looked at the students with a smile on his face, stretched out his arms to them, and said loudly:

"Welcome everyone! Welcome everyone to the new school year at Hogwarts! All I want to say is: Idiot! Cry! Residue! Screw it!"

"thank you all!"

Then he sat down.

"Let's get the party started!"

The old man blinked in her direction.

There was a ghost sitting next to Clooney's table. He stared blankly ahead. He looked completely different from the fat monk. Moreover, he didn't look like he was talking to others, and Clooney didn't dare to talk. . Mr. Black lay on her lap and bared his teeth at the ghost, but said nothing more.