Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Kyle didn't hesitate and came to the stage in a few steps.

After surviving the disaster, he patted his chest, looked at Professor McGonagall sincerely and said, "Thank you, Professor."

Perhaps he didn't expect that there would be such polite children in Hogwarts. Kyle's sudden behavior really caught Professor McGonagall off guard. It took him two or three seconds to react, and he shook his head and said, "This is My responsibility."

Despite saying this, Professor McGonagall's originally serious expression softened a lot. And before placing the Sorting Hat on Kyle's head, she even patted the dust on it.

"Such a polite kid, it would be great if he could be sorted into Gryffindor."

Professor McGonagall had some expectations in her heart. What Gryffindor lacked most was this kind of model student.

Last year, she had dreamed of abducting Cedric into her college, but unfortunately neither Sprout nor Dumbledore agreed.

It depends on how this year goes.

Professor McGonagall stared at Kyle with burning eyes, and prayed in her heart that the Sorting Hat would be reliable for once.

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"Strange, so strange."

When Kyle put on the sorting hat, he heard a small voice in his ear saying: "You actually thanked me sincerely? You shouldn't. I mean, are you really that good boy?"

"Of course I am!" Kyle said seriously: "You can go and ask around. Both the Weasley family and Mr. Scamander have said that I am the most polite boy they have ever seen.

So please don't slander me, otherwise I will file a complaint against you even if you are just a hater. "

"..."

The Sorting Hat fell into rare silence. The tip of the hat swayed back and forth unconsciously, seeming to be speechless or struggling with something.

After a long time, he continued: "Your shameless look makes me feel like I have returned to more than a thousand years ago, but at that time I was just an ordinary hat, just on Godric's head.

So, how about going to Gryffindor, I feel like that should be... forget it, it's not the place for you. "

"I think……"

"Let me think about it." Kyle was about to speak when he was interrupted by the Sorting Hat: "It is better to be in Slytherin. You will go to glory there, there is no doubt about it."

"that……"

"Etc., etc."

For the second time, the Sorting Hat once again interrupted Kyle: "No, it's still inappropriate, and if you go to Slytherin, Snape will definitely pour some weird potions on me in the future. Let me think again...

Dumbledore has posed a big problem for me... Unfortunately, it would be great if Azkaban also belonged to Hogwarts, or Nurmengard. "

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The more Kyle listened, the more he felt panicked. What happened? He didn't seem to have done anything wrong. At most, he just scared Kangna. Could it be that he was assigned to Nurmengard because of this?

It’s not even reasonable!

Besides, the entire magic world does this, and there are many people who are even more exaggerated than what he said. Why are they okay?

There is no such double standard.

Kyle felt that he should do something. If the Sorting Hat really shouted out, it would be the end of the world.

That's just Azkaban. It's under the control of the Ministry of Magic, so you can't just go there.

But Nurmengard is different. Dumbledore has connections there. It's not easy to send someone there.

Although Kyle also knew in his heart that the reason why the Sorting Hat, a petty person, said this was most likely because he was dissatisfied with what he had just said to complain about it, and just wanted to get back to the place. It was impossible to call out that place.

But what if...

A hat has existed for more than a thousand years and still has an independent consciousness. No one knows what is going on in its mind. What if it gets a twitch in its head and wants to shout to liven up the atmosphere.

It's all possible.

"Well..." Kyle said with a harmless smile: "The song you just played was good, especially the first few lines. The lyrics are concise and the tone is brisk. It is much better than the cliches of the Weird Sisters. "

Upon hearing this, the Sorting Hat suddenly became interested: "You also think it sounds good, right? Let me just say, it took me a year to come up with it, how could it not sound good. Only Dumbledore doesn't understand appreciation, but he actually You even persuaded me to sing the school song, that old bee!”

Forehead……

Kyle didn't intend to say bad things about him in front of the principal's eyes. It was too dangerous, even if he couldn't hear it.

After making two dry coughs to fool him, Kyle continued: "I would like to ask, your song sounds a bit familiar to me. Is it in the rap style?"

"Rap style..." the Sorting Hat asked curiously: "What does this mean?"

"You don't know! You are self-taught, that's amazing." Kyle pretended to be shocked at first, and then explained: "Rap, also called rap or rap, is a very popular Muggle music. style."

"Muggle music..." the Sorting Hat became even more curious.

"Yes, I think you can give it a try, it should suit you very well." Kyle said sincerely: "If you need it, I can give you a gift in this regard at Christmas."

"Okay... no, what I mean is that we should sort the houses first. It has been a long time. You must be hungry too. It will be bad if you delay the dinner." The Sorting Hat cleared his throat and said: " By the way, where did we just talk?"

Kyle smiled and said: "You just said that I am a good and polite boy, but you think Gryffindor, Slytherin and Ravenclaw are not suitable for me."

"Huh? I mentioned Ravenc just now... Oh, I almost forgot. It's true. You're absolutely right.

In this case, the result is already obvious..."

"Hufflepuff!"

When Kyle's sorting result was announced, the entire auditorium, including the teachers' bench, burst into thunderous applause.

It took a full twenty minutes. This could be called the longest sorting in the history of Hogwarts, and it was finally over.

They were really hungry, after all, at this time in previous years, the dinner would have started long ago.

The Hufflepuff table was particularly lively, and Cedric no longer cared about the Quidditch team and came over to give Kyle a hug enthusiastically.

"That's great Kyle, I knew you would come to Hufflepuff."

Kyle smiled and said, "You have a better eye than a hospital hat."

"Huh?" Cedric was stunned for a moment, not sure what this meant.

But Kyle just smiled and didn't explain.

Just at this time, several seniors came over to shake hands with him. Judging from the badges on their bodies, they should be Hufflepuff prefects.

This is also a common practice in every college. While expressing welcome, you can also look familiar in front of the new students.

Kyle greeted them with a smile and sat in the empty seat next to Cedric.

The person who sat here before was a prefect, but after finding out that Kyle and Cedric knew each other, he took the initiative to give up this seat.

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