hogwarts rose

Outside the train, the half-blood giant who picked Harry up in Diagon Alley was greeting the first years.

He led a group of radish heads and climbed onto wooden boats.

"Four people a boat."

Hagrid used his big fan-like hands to push the little wizards onto the boat, and there were exactly four of them, Tria, and they boarded the nearest one.

The small boat wobbled and looked weak, and Ancasia climbed up first, then took Tria's hand and pulled her over.

After all the little wizards boarded the boat, they sailed on their own. Triya looked at the boat that could move by itself in novelty, and wondered which spell did it.

Maybe it's alchemy.

Not long after, after turning a small corner, Hogwarts appeared in front of this group of freshmen.

The castle is magnificent and mysterious, attracting everyone's attention.

As they disembarked, Tria heard Hagrid help the boy find his toad, because he needed to make sure nothing was left in the boat by the wizard.

Professor McGonagall was standing in front of the castle waiting for them.

"First-year freshman, Professor McGonagall."

Hagrid handed them over to Professor McGonagall, who led them into the castle.

The feeling of standing in the castle is even more shocking than standing outside. There are countless portraits hanging in the huge foyer, and rows of torches are burning beside the stone wall, which is very impressive.

Professor McGonagall took them into a small empty room and briefly explained about the branch and the four colleges.

The little wizards around began to whisper, wondering what kind of sorting ceremony it would be.

Some say to fight trolls, others say to subdue dragons.

Triya felt a little nervous, and silently prayed that she would be assigned the task of subduing the dragon.

She can still talk to animals anyway, maybe the dragon won't hurt her if she has a good attitude?

Professor McGonagall went to the auditorium and said that he would come back and call them when they were ready.

Oncasia tidied up her younger sister's clothes, wishing she could smooth out every strand of her hair.

Triya knew that her brother was nervous, and she patted her brother's head in relief. To be honest, even if all the little wizards in the world failed the test, her brother would not be able to.

Oncasia is the best person in Tria's world, even if Oncasia tells her one day that he has become the Minister of Magic or the President, Tria will not be surprised.

Professor McGonagall seemed to come out again as soon as she entered the auditorium. She greeted the little wizards to line up and followed her into the auditorium.

Triya had never seen such a magnificent auditorium. There were four long tables for students from four colleges, and only some seats were left at the head of the table, which should be for freshmen.

There is also a long table on the first stage in the auditorium, which is full of professors.

Tria was attracted by the old man sitting in the middle at first sight. His beard was almost as long as her hair, snow white, like Santa Claus.

There was a chair in front of the professor's long table with a worn wizard hat on it.

Did a bum just come to pray and forget his hat?

Triya was extremely puzzled, because the hat really didn't fit in with the style of the entire auditorium.

But after a while, when the new student stood up in front of the hat, it suddenly began to wriggle and sing.

You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge a book by its cover,

If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,

I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hats black and shiny,

Make your top hats smooth and crisp,

I'm the Sorting Hat at Hogwarts,

Naturally, it is much taller than your hats.

any thought hidden in your mind,

Can't hide from the golden eyes of the Sorting Hat,

Try it on, and I'll tell you,

Which college should you go to.

You may belong to Gryffindor,

There is courage buried in the bottom of my heart,

Their courage, boldness and chivalry,

Make Gryffindor stand out;

You may belong to 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,

Will always meet their fellows there;

Maybe you'll be in Slytherin,

Make sincere friends here,

But those cunning and insidious will stop at nothing,

to achieve their goals.Come put on me!Don't be afraid!

Never panic!

in my hand (although i don't even have a hand)

you are absolutely safe

Because I am a thinking magic hat!

After the devil hat sang, he bowed gracefully to the crowd, and then stood still again.

Professor McGonagall stepped forward, holding a roll of parchment in his hand.

"Those whose names are called, come up, put on their hats, and wait for the sorting."

"Hannah Abbott."

A cute girl with two braids came out of the queue, hurried up to the stage and put her hat on her head.

The hat was a bit too big for her, covering almost all of her eyes.

"Hufflepuff—"

It didn't take long for the Sorting Hat to make a decision.

A long table on the right greeted Hannah with applause and cheers.

Tria found a familiar figure from the long table, kind-hearted senior Cedric, it seems that he is a Hufflepuff.

The Sorting Hat continued his sorting, and soon called Ancasia.

Ancasia was extremely calm. He walked onto the stage calmly with a gentle smile on his lips.

The Sorting Hat seemed to be in trouble, and it stayed on Oncasia's head for a long time.

They seemed to be talking about something, and they didn't have a final answer until 2 minutes later.

"Slytherin—"

Tria was a little surprised, she thought her brother had gone back to Ravenclaw.

But Draco was very happy. He had long believed that he would go to Slytherin, and the applause was extremely enthusiastic at this moment.

Oncasia was next to Triya. She briskly slid onto the stage and put the sorting hat on her head.

"Oh, what a pleasant smell."

The Sorting Hat suddenly whispered into Tria's head, startling her.

"Hello?"

Tria tentatively greeted her, and the Sorting Hat responded enthusiastically.

"Hello, little Tria. So let's talk about where you want to go?"

The Sorting Hat shows great tolerance, saying as if Tria can go wherever she wants.

"That Mr. Black just now is your brother, right? Do you want to go to Slytherin too?"

The Sorting Hat tentatively asked Tria, but it didn't seem very optimistic about Slytherin.

"I can do it, Mr. Sorting Hat."

Tria thinks that the four colleges are very interesting. Instead of following her brother, she hopes that the Sorting Hat can choose a college that suits her best according to her characteristics.