Everyday players at Hogwarts

Next, the sorting finally started. The Sorting Hat, which was placed on the four-legged stool by Professor McGonagall, started to twist with its pointed head, and at the same time, a wide slit opened on the edge of the hat (that is, its mouth) , sang a song:

You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge a book by its cover,

If you can find a prettier hat than mine,

I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hat black and shiny,

Make your top hats smooth and crisp,

I'm the magic hat for the Hogwarts test,

Naturally, it is much taller than your hats.

Any hidden thoughts in your mind,

Can't hide from the golden eyes of the devil's hat,

Try it on,

I will tell you,

Which college should you go to.

You may belong to Gryffindor,

There is courage buried deep in my heart,

Their courage, boldness and boldness,

Make Gryffindor stand out;

You may be a Hufflepuff,

The people there are upright and faithful,

Hufflepuffs are stoic and honest,

Not afraid of hard work;

If you're smart,

Into wise old Ravenclaw, perhaps,

Those who are wise and learned,

There they will always meet their comrades;

Maybe you'll be in Slytherin,

Maybe you make a true friend here,

But those cunning and insidious people will use any means to

to achieve their goals.

Come wear me!

Don't be afraid!

Never panic!

In my hand (although I don't even have a hand)

You're absolutely safe because I'm a thinking magic hat!

After singing the long Sorting Song, the Sorting Hat bowed politely to everyone around him, as if he was a superstar who had finished singing, and there was intense applause from all around.

Ron on the side quickly comforted his sweetheart Harry and made wisecracks: "So, we just need to put on this hat. I want to kill Fred, what he said is like It’s about fighting a giant.”

And Harry really relaxed, Hermione stopped reciting, and even Neville's timid round face began to be filled with confidence.

At this time, Professor McGonagall came forward with the parchment: "Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

"Hannah Abbott!"

The future Mrs. Longbottom, with two golden braids, stumbled out of the queue and put on the Sorting Hat that just covered her eyes.

There was a moment's pause... "Hufflepuff!" cried the Hat.

The people at the table to the right applauded Hannah and welcomed her to their table.

The fat monk also waved to her happily.

"Susan Burns!" "Hufflepuff!" shouted the Hat again.

Susan quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.

The list is sorted according to the first letter of the little wizard's last name, from a to z.

Unfortunately, Ryan, whose initials is "s", is undoubtedly at the back, still behind the "p" in Harry Potter.

In the original work, the last person called to be sorted was Blaise Zabini, and he was Z.

Standing on the stage all the time, being watched by others, there is no doubt that I feel like I am being watched by others.

However, fortunately, there are other interesting things that can alleviate Ryan's depression.

After all, the results of this sorting may be different from the original work.

First there was Hermione. Ryan had long noticed that Hermione had read his comics.

When Hermione entered the carriage door, Ryan noticed it through Hermione's eyes as she glanced at the "Doraemon" that Ron had put aside. It was the look of a book lover when he saw a book he was interested in.

That's right, Hermione bought many books other than textbooks in the original novel. How could she miss the most famous one recently, "Doraemon".

I have mixed a lot of private goods in the book. Books are the ladder of human progress. Study hard and make progress every day. The villain Darth Vader (Fat Tiger) also has the courage of Gryffindor. Lu K. Skywalker (Nobita) was bullied and later fell into the street. This was all the result of not studying hard.

"Hermione Granger!"

"Ravenclaw!" shouted the Hat.

Sure enough, Hermione herself has the characteristics of Ravenclaw. Ryan noticed that Ron had revealed his mask of pain at this time. Ron Weasley was w, further back than Ryan, and it was still early. There was something more interesting. .

To Ryan's surprise, a long time after Neville Longbottom put on the hat, an incredible name was shouted from the Sorting Hat, "Neville Longbottom! Ravenclaw!"

Interesting, could it be that the original Neville chose Gryffindor not only because of his hidden courage, but also because of Hermione, the first girl to help him?

While Ryan was daydreaming meaningfully, the sorting was still in full swing, Malfoy... Morn... Nott... Parkinson... followed by a pair of Patil twins...

Then came Sally Ann Pokes...and finally, it was - "Harry Potter!"

There was a sudden buzzing and murmur in the dining room like the sizzle of a small flame.

"Potter, that one next to lucky boy Weasley is Harry Potter?"

"Damn, what did I miss?"

On the side, Malfoy, who had already joined his friends Crabbe and Goyle, was smiling with satisfaction. He stared at Harry as if the diamond he had discovered was a more precious antique, completely forgetting his friends, and attracted the attention of Harry. Ron glared at him on the stage.

From Harry's perspective, he saw that the restaurant was crowded with people, and everyone was looking up, hoping to see what he looked like. Then comes The Dark World in the Hat and Waiting.

"Well," he heard a small voice say in his ear, "difficult, very difficult. You can tell you have courage, a good heart, and talent. Oh, my gosh, that's right—you have the rush. You have a strong desire to prove yourself, so, it’s very interesting… Where should I assign you?”

Harry gripped the edge of the stool tightly and thought to himself: "Not going to Slytherin, not going to Slytherin."

Moreover, in Harry's subconscious, which he didn't even notice, the most annoying cats in his childhood took the form of Kicks, Cher, Mr. Paws and Fluffy, and then Jerry, who was taken out by Ryan, and finally Jerry turned into... Being a black lion turned into a rejection of Gryffindor in Harry's mind.

Ryan on the stage looked at Harry's back wearing a hat and showed a long-lost smile.

"You're not going to Slytherin, right?" the tiny voice asked, "Have you made up your mind? You can become something great. You know, in just a moment of your thought, Slytherin can help you reach glory. There's nothing wrong with that." Doubtful—not happy? Well, now that you’ve made up your mind—it’s best to go to Ravenclaw!”

Harry heard the hat shout that last name to the whole dining room. He took off his hat and walked towards the Ravenclaw table with slightly trembling legs. He was selected and not sorted into Slytherin, which was a great relief to him.

"No, Harry!" Ron couldn't help shouting, but no one cared now.

Snape's eyes widened, Professor Flitwick jumped up excitedly, Quirrell's chin drooped, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time. The most excited ones were the Gryffindors, and the voices came one after another from the farthest one on the left. The table erupted.

At the second table on the left, at the Ravenclaw table, the Ravenclaws ignored their reserve and cheered, and some even booed the Gryffindors.

"Quiet! Sorting continues!" Dumbledore still acted like an old god, which disappointed Ryan who wanted to watch the fun.