Adventures of the Prince of HP

Draco's eyes were quickly attracted to the ceiling. Allen breathed a sigh of relief and looked up. He saw the original stone arch faintly in the night sky. He calmly withdrew his eyes and heard his voice on the four tables The older Muggleborns discussed him in surprise and excitement, and gave one of them a gentle and polite smile.

A girl's voice that Alan was familiar with sounded in the team, "The ceiling is not real, it's just been enchanted, it looks like the night sky outside. I read it in "Hogwarts, a School History" Pass."

Allen glanced at her. It was the girl who would remind herself to change clothes. It seemed that this girl was a rare and studious peer.

The team stopped in the open space in front, and there was a stool in the middle, and a hat that looked like it hadn't been washed for hundreds of years sat on it, with many pleats piled up on it.

Draco frowned. "My dad said they're going to make us wear this hat, Merlin, he's so dirty!"

Allen looked up and saw Dumbledore in the middle of the teacher's bench. The old man winked mischievously at him, and Allen nodded in return.

At this time, the largest fold of the hat opened a gap, which turned out to be a mouth. The senior student covered his ears tacitly. The hat seemed to take a deep breath, and then suddenly paused, very humanely. With a flustered expression, he scanned the little wizards with a hint of fear.

The ear-piercing sound of the magic hat and the magic sound did not come, and the senior students put down their hands one after another, whispering to each other strangely.

Dumbledore cleared his throat in a low voice, the Sorting Hat barely calmed down, and began to speak with a hint of panic.

"Bring me to you, and I'll tell you which house you should be assigned to. Gryffindor is brave, courageous, courageous, and chivalrous;" Its voice was a little low, and it seemed a little guilty, "Hedge Patch is upright and loyal, stoic and honest; Ravenclaw is shrewd and wise; Slytherin is sinister... no, Slytherin is ambitious and noble. Come wear me! Don't be afraid! I'll tell you Which college should I go to!"

It speaks very fast, and seems to want to end this session as soon as possible.

The seniors were even more surprised.

Dumbledore looked a little serious. The Sorting Hat enjoyed the annual sorting ceremony the most, and would show itself to the fullest every time. What happened this year?Is there something wrong with this group of little wizards?

The old man nodded at the witch, signaling Professor McGonagall to start sorting. The witch spread out the parchment roll in her hand, and the end of the paper was dragged to the ground, and then the serious female voice said, "I call your names, you go to the hospital!" Come here, the Sorting Hat will tell you which college you should go to!"

"Hannah Abbott!"

"Hufflepuff!" The Sorting Hat quickly called out the name of the house, and the second table on the left burst into applause.

"Hermione Granger!" It was the girl who reminded himself, and Ellen took an extra look.

"Gryffindor!"

"Ron Weasley!"

"Gryffindor!"

For unknown reasons, the Sorting Hat sorted them into schools very quickly, and soon more than half of the people were assigned to their own colleges.

"Draco Malfoy!"

Draco tugged on Allen's sleeve and went up.

"Slytherin!" shouted Draco before the hat touched his hair.

Draco raised his eyes and glanced at the sorting hat speechlessly, he was clearly assigned to Slytherin, why was he so weird in his heart?However, he still got up gracefully, glanced at Allen, and signaled "Come to Slytherin" with his eyes, and walked to the long table on the far right where he clapped reservedly.

"Harry Potter!" Dumbledore, who was still leaning on the stool just now, straightened up, seeming to be very concerned. Allen nodded, although it should be taken for granted, but he had to write it down—Information plus one: Dumbledore Lido is very concerned about the savior.

There was a buzz in the halls, and although the Sorting Hat seemed out of order this year, everyone was concerned about which house the Savior would go to.

Although the Sorting Hat really wanted to end it as soon as possible, and hurried back to the principal's office to suppress the panic, but as entrusted by Dumbledore, it was still necessary to sort the Savior properly.So the Sorting Hat was slightly reluctantly pressed on Harry's head by Professor McGonagall, and then it had a difficult time, "Well, it's difficult, very difficult, it looks very courageous, it's not a bad heart, and it's very talented, And eager to prove yourself. But where to put you?"

Harry sweated nervously, and kept saying to himself, "Not going to Slytherin, not going to Slytherin!"

The Sorting Hat seemed a little silent. It was already in a hurry to end, so it didn't talk nonsense, and shouted, "Gryffindor!"

There was applause in the hall, and the Gryffindor lions shouted happily, "We have Potter! We have Potter!!"

Dumbledore stared at Allen's smiling eyes, feeling a little pressure inexplicably, he calmed down the excited Gryffindors, and continued to sort the Sorting Hat.

"Ellen Cornwall!"

The little muggle-born wizards of the three colleges immediately forgot about Harry Potter (there are no little muggle-born wizards in Slytherin), calmed down, folded their hands together, and moved their mouths silently, praying to God and praying that Merlin would take His Royal Highness Assign them to their colleges!

After all, Harry Potter is the savior of the wizarding world, but for them who were born in the Muggle world, their Royal Highness the Crown Prince is more important!

Allen took a step forward and stepped onto the high platform where the sorting hat was.

Every step he took, the Sorting Hat became more uneasy, and finally the Sorting Hat seemed too scared to bear it, and immediately struggled to break away from the witch and jumped into Dumbledore's arms, trembling.

Alan:  …

All little Muggleborn wizards:  …

Other pure-blood little wizard professors: ...

what's the situation? !

Allen looked at Dumbledore innocently, and then at the tip of the sorting hat that was hidden under the table in the old man's arms and was unwilling to come out, almost failing to maintain a decent expression and behavior.

Hearing the faint discussions coming from the hall, he took a deep breath calmly, bowed to the teacher's seat, turned to face the hall, showing a perfect smile, the double pupil frightened the little wizards, and waited for the hall to be quiet again After coming down, he said, "There seems to be a small problem with the Sorting Hat. Please keep quiet for now, and let me and the Sorting Hat..." He looked at the ostrich hat, "Communicate, communicate!"

Allen stepped forward and walked across from Dumbledore, looked at the old man with a smile, his eyes flicked across the sorting hat, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Dumbledore was silent, and was about to hand the sorting hat to Allen.

The whole hat of the Sorting Hat frantically shrank back to express its will, but the resistance was futile. Seeing that it was about to be handed over to Alan, it was just about to utter a shrill cry when it heard Alan say angrily, " Shut up!"

The voice was so low that only Dumbledore and the Devil Hat heard it, and then under Dumbledore's surprised eyes, the Sorting Hat shut its mouth, and looked at Alan fearfully and aggrievedly.

Allen picked up the tip of the hat, raised the brim of the hat with the other hand, and nodded politely at Dumbledore. The two looked at each other for a second. Allen turned back to the sorting site, saluted Professor McGonagall, and handed the sorting hat to him. Gave it to the witch and sat on the stool.

Dumbledore got up and said, "Everyone, there was a magic disorder in the hall just now, which disturbed the magic in the Sorting Hat. Therefore, there is a small problem with our Mr. Hat. Now that the magic disorder has been smoothed out, let's continue with the sorting." !"

To Allen's surprise, the professor and students immediately accepted the statement and relaxed, and the little wizards continued to look forward to His Royal Highness being assigned to their own courtyard.

Well, one more intelligence: Dumbledore has absolute authority in the school.

The sorting hat was placed on Allen's head by Professor McGonagall. This time it endured the fear and did not leave, intending to yell for sorting as soon as it was put on the head of this familiar person.Allen had expected the idea of ​​this hat a long time ago, he raised his hand to cover his lips, and whispered, "Sort me for one minute!"

The hat trembled and was forced to wear it on his head. It seemed very uncomfortable to twist and turn, but in the eyes of the little wizard, the Sorting Hat finally started to work seriously, and he looked forward to it even more.The Sorting Hat persisted for a minute, and immediately lifted the brim of the hat, shouting, "Slytherin!"