Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

Carlos's thinking did not last long. The door of the auditorium was pushed open again, and the serious Professor Minerva McGonagall slowly walked out.

"Please be quiet!" She frowned looking at the slightly noisy little wizards.

"Let me introduce to you...the four major colleges of Hogwarts." Her eyes swept over all the students and paused briefly on Harry.

"The four houses of Hogwarts come from its four founders, and the names of the houses are: "Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. "

As Mag slowly spoke, the little wizards started discussing again.

"Carlos, which house do you want to go to?" Harry asked quietly, and Ron told him that he wanted to go to Gryffindor.

"Me?" Carlos thought for a moment and then said, "Hufflepuff?"

"Hufflepuff?" Harry was a little surprised: "They all say Hufflepuff is...a bit..."

"A bit normal?" Carlos chuckled and shook his head and said: Grandpa Newt is a student of Hufflepuff, but he did not graduate. "

"So I was thinking, if I graduate, does it count as Grandpa Newt's graduation?" Carlos' casual words made Harry nod thoughtfully.

"Besides, I heard from Grandpa Newt that Hufflepuff is very close to the kitchen." Carlos smiled and patted his belly and said, "I can sneak some extra food at night!"

"I understand...I understand." Harry nodded slightly and began to think. He originally wanted to go to Gryffindor, but seeing that Carlos wanted to go to Hufflepuff...he had to think. How about going there yourself?

"The house you are assigned to is not chosen by yourself...but depends on the sorting hat."

McGonagall's words came, okay... Harry shook his head, it seemed that his hard thinking was of no use.

He glanced at Ron and Carlos, who looked very confident.

"All the Weasleys are Gryffindors," Ron said with a smile.

After Professor McGonagall finished all the precautions, she nodded slightly.

"It's time for us to go in, kids." As she said that, she turned around and pushed open the door of the auditorium. Through the spacious door, countless little wizards poked their heads out of the door, looking at the freshmen outside the door curiously.

"Look at that red hair...it must be another Gryffindor Weasley." Walking past these students, Carlos heard a lot of interesting topics.

From what he said, red hair seems to be a symbol...but there don't seem to be freckles on his face...wait, he is not Grandpa Newt's grandson.

After thinking about it, Carlos had already arrived at the front of the auditorium with his classmates. A big old hat was placed in the middle, and behind it were all the Hogwarts professors.

"The sorting ceremony begins now...the little wizards whose names I called came forward..." Mag cleared his throat while standing on the high platform.

"Hannah Abbott!"

"........."

"Harry Potter." McGonagall quickly called Harry.

Looking at Harry who was a little nervous, Carlos smiled and patted his shoulder: "Come on, it's definitely not Slytherin." After all, you look different from Fantastic Beasts.

"Hmm..." Looking at Carlos' confident look, Harry nodded slightly. The last thing he wanted to go to was Slytherin...especially after that annoying guy arrived.

Sitting under the Sorting Hat, the little wizards waited for a long time. Carlos could even see Harry communicating with the Sorting Hat. They seemed to be chatting.

After a long time, the Sorting Hat finally shouted loudly.

"Gryffindor!"

With the sound of it, the students with red scarves were so happy that they were obviously Gryffindor students, and Carlos had to cover his ears in their loud cheers.

Noisier than an evil bird...

Soon, Ron also went to Gryffindor, and the little witch Hermione he met on the train was also sorted into Gryffindor...

Then there was Neville. Carlos was quite looking forward to him going to Hufflepuff with him...but it was a pity that the Sorting Hat sent him to Gryffindor.

I feel like I'm getting further and further away from that toad...

"Carlos Emanuel."

Mag looked at the few remaining little wizards and nodded gently, and Carlos walked out with a smile.

"Thank you." He thanked McGonagall gently. As a young wizard who understands civilization, the Muggle community has awarded him the Little Jinguo Street Civilized Muggle Medal.

But the medal was taken away by Mane the day after he got it.

"Oh~ you have a lot on your mind, kid." Suddenly, a voice interrupted Carlos's inner thoughts.

"Are you talking in my head?" Carlos asked in a low voice, a little surprised, "Are you a magical animal?"

If it were a magical animal... could I...

"Wait a minute, your idea is a bit dangerous..." the Sorting Hat muttered, "I am a magic tool, not a delicacy."

"I am the masterpiece of the Big Four, not some weird magical animal..."

"But, you are very brave..." the Sorting Hat babbled: "Why don't you go to Gryffindor?"

"No, no, no..." Carlos shook his head repeatedly: "I don't want to go to Gryffindor."

"What?" the Sorting Hat tilted its tip: "You have a brave heart, Gryffindor will be a good fit for you!"

"No, no, no," Carlos said, "I'm going to Hufflepuff."

"Hufflepuff...well..." the Sorting Hat nodded: "You are indeed a just and passionate child..."

"But I think Gryffindor would suit you better."

"so……"

"No." Carlos whispered, "The kitchen next to Hufflepuff is."

"Gryffindor's beard... did you choose Hufflepuff for the kitchen?" The Sorting Hat said a little surprised: "Then I have to say, it sounds more brave..."

"do not want!"

"Okay, okay..." The Sorting Hat looked at Carlos who was resisting and couldn't help but shook his head, "Since you like Hufflepuff, then Hufflepuff."

"I have to say, you remind me of a former student."

"My mind is full of random thoughts and magical animals..." After muttering, the Sorting Hat raised the tip of his hat and shouted: "Hufflepuff!"

"Oh!" The little wizards of Hufflepuff clapped their hands happily. They welcome all students.

Ravenclaw and Gryffindor also applauded, after all, everyone likes Hufflepuff students.

After hearing his satisfactory answer, Carlos happily jumped off his chair and ran in the direction of Hufflepuff.

"Wait, Mr. Emmanuel." McGonagall stopped him: "Leave the Sorting Hat!"

Her call made the students laugh. Carlos was stunned for a moment, and then took off his hat with a little embarrassment.

"I regret saying that." These were the last words Carlos heard from the Sorting Hat.

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall." Carlos handed the hat to the serious old lady.

"Go back to your academy, Mr. Emmanuel..."

Soon, the sorting ceremony was over, and Carlos was a little surprised that Ernie MacMillan was also a Hufflepuff student.

"I didn't expect to meet again." Ernie seemed a little afraid of Carlos, maybe because of the Frog accent on the train.

"Isn't this a good thing?" Carlos looked at Ernie who was a little sad and said, "Maybe we can still be roommates."

"This is not a good thing..." Ernie muttered under his breath.

"Okay, please be quiet!" came McGonagall's serious voice. This professor seemed to be very authoritative, and most students were afraid of her... except for the two red-haired boys sitting in Gryffindor.

"Now, I would like to invite the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, to speak."

As Mag opened his mouth, a tall old man with a white beard stood up.