HP: Embrace the Darkness

The little wizards followed Professor McGonagall through the foyer and into a brightly lit auditorium.

There are hundreds of candles floating on the ceiling of the auditorium, like dots of starlight dotting the ceiling, which is beautiful.

There are four long tables distributed in the auditorium. Except for the front section of each long table, which is empty, the other seats are filled with senior students.

The four long tables were filled with all kinds of gorgeous and exquisite empty plates and cups, as if waiting for the feast to begin.

Beyond the four long tables is the teacher's table, which is filled with professors and staff of Hogwarts.

Asseth saw the black figure at a glance. He was looking at the freshmen below with cold eyes, and his brows were furrowed as if the freshmen were all giant monsters.

After the little wizard stood up, Professor McGonagall picked up an old and dirty hat and placed it on a high stool.

Everyone in the auditorium fell silent after seeing this scene.

Hat shook his head and started singing.

You may think I'm not pretty,

But never judge a book by its appearance,

If you can find a smarter hat than me,

I can eat myself.

…………

Come wear me! No need to be afraid!

Don't panic!

in my hand

you are absolutely safe

Because I am a thinking magic hat!

The content of the lyrics introduces the characteristics of the four houses, Gryffindor is brave, Hufflepuff is loyal, Ravenclaw is knowledgeable, and Slytherin is cunning.

After the song ended, Professor McGonagall picked up the list of freshmen and began to call their names.

"Fred Weasley."

The red-haired twins pushed their way through the crowd and one of them sat down on a high stool.

Professor McGonagall lifted the Sorting Hat and placed it on his head. The Sorting Hat started murmuring even before it touched Fred's head.

"Oh, it's a Weasley, I get it, Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor table burst into warm applause, and Fred also clapped excitedly and ran to the Gryffindor table to sit down.

"George Weasley."

This time the Sorting Hat gave the result faster than before. Before it touched George's head, the Sorting Hat shouted.

"Gryffindor!"

"Elise Lovelace."

Elise's face turned pale when her name was called, as if the Sorting Hat was something terrifying.

Professor McGonagall thought she was too nervous, so after repeated comforts, Elise reluctantly sat on the barstool.

The Sorting Hat took longer this time. I don't know what he was talking to Elise, and it took a long time before he shouted.

"Slytherin!"

Elise glanced at the Sorting Hat indifferently before walking towards the Slytherin table.

The sorting ceremony continued, and each of the four houses had something to gain. Cheers from the three houses could be heard from time to time on the long table, while Slytherin only applauded restrainedly, and sometimes did not even applaud.

"Artes Cavendish."

Upon hearing Professor McGonagall's roll call, Artes walked towards the barstool slowly.

The elegant gesture convinced the Slytherin snakes that Artes was a student of their house.

Professor McGonagall put on the sorting hat for Artes,

Wow, an unfamiliar last name, Cavendish. A pure-blood noble with a long history, he is ambitious, talented, eager to pursue knowledge, and has the courage to protect his loved ones. "

"Where should I assign you? It's really confusing."

The Sorting Hat muttered in Arthas' head.

"Little wizard, do you have a college you want to go to, or what do you desire, the one you desire most. For example, power? Knowledge?"

Unable to figure out the outcome, the Sorting Hat asked the question to Asseth.

Aces was also struggling. If he wanted to protect Dumbledore, Gryffindor would be a good choice, but Slytherin was obviously more in line with his style.

Between the cautious little snake and the enthusiastic and lively lion, he prefers the little snake. What's more, as if he thought of something, Asseth gave the answer without hesitation.

"Slytherin, what I pursue is in Slytherin."

"As you wish, little wizard, I hope you can get what you want in Slytherin."

After saying that, the Sorting Hat shouted: "Slytherin!"

The Slytherin long table burst into the warmest applause since the sorting ceremony, welcoming Artes to join.

Some of the little snakes were told by their families to have a good relationship with Cavendish's heir, while the remaining little snakes were very good at sizing up the situation.

As Ass walked to the long table, the little snakes greeted him one after another, and he responded in a gentle and friendly manner.

After sitting down, Artes felt the gaze on the teacher's desk, looked up at the teacher's desk, and met Snape's eyes who were looking at him.

As a Slytherin student, Artes nodded politely. Snape did not respond and just looked away indifferently.

Aces didn't care either.

A few minutes later, the last freshman finished sorting, and the sorting ceremony officially ended.

Professor McGonagall put away the list, sat back in her seat, and tapped the cup in front of her.

The cup made a crisp sound, "ding, ding"

Dumbledore stood up from his seat, tapped his throat with his wand, looked at the students below kindly and said:

"As the principal, I first welcome everyone to Hogwarts, and then I will say one more thing, that is: Idiot! Cry! Residue! Screw it!"

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, a variety of delicacies appeared on the long tables of the four major colleges, and the hungry students immediately began to enjoy the delicacies.

The little lions looked the worst when it came to eating. They devoured everything as if they were competing.

The little badgers were a little more polite, and the little eagles exchanged knowledge while eating.

The little snakes are the most elegant when eating, and every move is unhurried and slow, which is pleasing to the eye.

The little wizards were enjoying their meal when a group of gray-white transparent ghosts suddenly came out from various places, including some from under the table, some from the walls, and some hanging from the ceiling.

Many little wizards were so frightened that they scrambled and screamed.

A ghost covered in blood floated over from the Slytherin table and stopped right next to Artes.

Aces's heart did not fluctuate at all, and he did not even pause in his dining movements. His elegant dining etiquette was smooth and graceful.

Seeing that it could not scare Asseth, the ghost could only regretfully float to the side of another new student. The other new students turned pale and hid aside.