Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

Amid warm applause, the Sorting Hat bowed to the four long tables one by one and then stopped moving. It seemed to have returned to an ordinary hat.

Maybe the battery was out, and if so, Travis figured he could help.

At this time, Professor McGonagall took two steps forward with a piece of parchment.

"Whoever's name I call now will sit on the stool and put on his hat for sorting."

After Professor McGonagall introduced the rules, she immediately started calling names. The order seemed to be in alphabetical order by the first letter of the last name, and it was still early for Travis.

So Travis, who was bored, silently counted the number of people in the auditorium.

The number of students at the four long tables was about the same, so it didn't take Travis long to calculate that Hogwarts had about a thousand students including this year's freshmen, which was similar to the data he knew before.

"One thousand students, seven grades, an average of a little over 140 per grade."

"But this year's freshmen only have one hundred and seven, including me, which is exactly one hundred and eight. If this year's number is normal, it seems that the number of repeaters in Hogwarts is indeed very impressive."

After a little calculation, Travis suspected that he had made a mistake.

There are 110 people in one year, which means there are 770 people in seven years, which is still 1000 people short of [-] people.

These 230 people are more than double the total number of students in one year, which means that many people will definitely repeat the grade for two years, or even three or four years.

"It seems that the number of new students this year is still relatively small. Eleven years ago was the most turbulent time in the wizarding world. Ten months of pregnancy is counted as one year, which means that next year or the year after, the new students at Hogwarts will usher in an explosion."

Travis didn't know why he was thinking about these messy things, but he couldn't control it. His brain was too active and he couldn't stop unless he entered a meditative state.

But it may be that because of long-term meditation to clear away distracting thoughts, these distracting thoughts may rebound.

While he was thinking wildly, Professor McGonagall called Travis's name. Travis came back to his senses, walked to the stool, sat down, and put on his hat.

As soon as he put on his hat, Travis heard a small voice ringing in his ear.

"Well, let me see which school you should go to."

After waiting for three seconds, there was still nothing, and Travis felt confused.

What confused Travis even more was that some of the senior students on the long table in front of him were exclaiming, and some had their eyes widened, as if they had seen something incredible.

After hesitating for a moment, Travis reached out and took off his hat to look at it.

Oh my goodness, the Sorting Hat is actually smoking.

However, after taking off the sorting hat, the small amount of white smoke instantly decreased a lot, and it almost disappeared in only three seconds.

Travis blinked and turned his questioning eyes to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall was looking at Travis in astonishment as he had not yet come to his senses.

“Oh, it’s such a wonderful spiritual world where I saw ghosts.”

A voice rang out.

"Kid, put it on me again, I'm going to officially start sorting you into different hospitals."

Travis did as he was told and put on the Sorting Hat once again.

Seeing Travis put his hat back on, McGonagall reacted and couldn't help but look at Principal Dumbledore at the professor's seat. Principal Dumbledore nodded imperceptibly to continue.

"Yeah, yeah, I see you have a cat, how about you go to Gryffindor?"

The Sorting Hat asked suddenly after humming for a long time.

Travis:

You haven't seen any useful information at all.

Even if it is useful information that is of no use to me, so it is deliberately open to the public, you have not found out. If I had known, I would not have completely disrupted the surface memory.

At this time, Travis had some regrets, regrets that disrupted the surface memory space into a pot of porridge.

It's not that he is dissatisfied with going to Gryffindor, Travis just wants to hear more of the Sorting Hat's analysis of him, but now it seems there is no chance.

"You are the Sorting Hat, I listen to you." Travis replied in a low voice.

"Well, then"

"Gryffindor"

The Sorting Hat shouted, and Travis took off his hat and walked to the Gryffindor table.

At this time, the Gryffindor table had erupted with warm applause to welcome Travis' arrival. Although it was not known what the reason for the abnormality of the Sorting Hat was, most of the Gryffindor students thought that Travis was Wes is an interesting guy.

As soon as Travis arrived at the empty seat in Gryffindor, he was "hugged" by two people. Unfortunately, these two people were men, two twins from the Weasley family, and Travis didn't know who they were. who.

"Welcome to Gryffindor."

"What just happened"

The two of them cooperated tacitly, one said hello and the other asked questions, which made Travis couldn't help but suspect that the twins had the legendary ability to communicate with each other.

"I don't know either. I put on the hat and waited for a while and found that the hat didn't make any sound. I thought it was broken. When I took it off and asked me to put it on again, maybe it was a joke on me."

Travis explained casually with a smile and shook hands with Percy. The Weasley family was really too enthusiastic.

Fortunately, they quickly went back to their respective seats, because the sorting ceremony was not over yet.

Travis sat across from Hermione, who was sorted five people before Travis, and the two also shook hands.

Different from the previous time, when they were classmates from the same school, now they are classmates from the same college. Considering the existence of the Academy Cup, they can barely be said to be comrades in the same trench.

Sitting next to Travis was Seamus, the legendary demolition genius.

As a person who also has special talents, Travis still has a good impression of Seamus, and he is even more curious about his special talents, so Travis took the initiative to say hello to him.

Immediately afterwards, Neville Longbottom was also sorted into Gryffindor. He ran to the Gryffindor table with his hat on, and then ran back to return the hat amid a burst of laughter.

Next, several unknown people came from Gryffindor, and Travis had no impression of them.

It wasn't until there were less than ten people left that Professor McGonagall read Harry's name. His initials were a bit of a disadvantage, but Ron was even more at a disadvantage. He was probably going to be last.

The Sorting Hat was not broken by Travis, and Harry seemed to have been successfully instilled by Ron with the concept that Slytherin was not a place for good people. Or maybe it was Draco's influence before. Harry was also sorted. Gryffindor.

This made Travis a little regretful, but he was still curious about what interesting stories would happen if Harry went to Slytherin.

But thinking about it, it was unlikely. With Dumbledore here, it was unlikely that Harry would be sorted into a house other than Gryffindor.

In the end, Ron was also sorted into Gryffindor. He was warmly welcomed by his brothers. I wonder if his brothers were also last in the sorting ceremony before.

But even if it's not the last one, it's definitely the last. After all, there are only three letters after w.