Traveling through Hogwarts, just wanting to have a love affair

"I know this. Hogwarts is made up of four colleges, but they are named after the four legendary wizards who once founded Hogwarts. They are what we call Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin."

At this moment, Luna, who had been quiet on the side, suddenly spoke up to explain.

"Wow, you're amazing."

Colin exclaimed with a sigh.

Phoenix and Astoria seemed much calmer, because any child from a wizarding family knew this history.

As for the surname Lovegood, they knew that it was also a pure-blood family.

"Which college do you want to go to?"

Colin asked curiously, and then expressed his own opinion.

"I heard that Gryffindor is the best house. I must go to Gryffindor."

"Whatever, I'm fine with it, but Ravenclaw is better."

“Other colleges are too troublesome.”

Luna stared at the lake as if there were some living creature in it, her attention not on the topic at all, and she spoke in an indifferent manner.

"Astoria and I should both be Slytherins. Both of our parents were from Slytherin."

Phoenix said in a very certain tone.

Astoria nodded in agreement.

"Ah, Slytherin, I heard that's the worst house in Hogwarts! You should go to another house."

When Colin heard that Phoenix and Astoria wanted to go to Slytherin, he hurried to persuade them.

"And I heard that Slytherin specializes in producing dark wizards."

"Well, it's not that serious. Slytherin is still pretty good. There is no distinction between the four houses."

"And we are Slytherin, a generation of geniuses, and our dean is a dead tsundere."

“Hahahaha, you rhyme so well.”

The three little wizards were amused by Phoenix's words and laughed continuously.

The originally somewhat awkward atmosphere also disappeared in Phoenix's joke.

Soon, with everyone chatting and laughing, the boat reached the other side.

"Now, all little wizards, get on shore immediately and follow me."

After a while, Hagrid led the little wizards to the gate of Hogwarts.

A middle-aged woman in a dark green robe was already waiting there.

"Hagrid, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, Professor McGonagall. I'll be leaving now."

Professor McGonagall nodded, and then said to the little wizards:

"Everyone follow me in for the Sorting Ceremony."

The young wizards all followed Professor McGonagall, and everyone was feeling very nervous.

Except for Phoenix, of course, who was wondering why his main quest hadn't been completed yet.

He has clearly entered Hogwarts. Does that mean his mission will only be completed after he is sorted?

Soon, all the little wizards arrived at the auditorium.

All the senior wizards in the hall had already taken their seats, including the professors and Headmaster Dumbledore.

Phoenix couldn't help but look at this legendary figure, but when he raised his head, he found a pair of blue eyes staring at him scrutinizingly, and Phoenix quickly lowered his head again.

Why do I feel like Headmaster Dumbledore is looking at me? Is it an illusion?

Phoenix silently used the brain occlusion technique to hide the secrets of his past life and the system, leaving only what Phoenix saw and heard in this life.

This is still easy for Phoenix, whose brain occlumency has reached max level.

"what happened to you?"

Astoria, who was standing by, noticed Phoenix's strange behavior and asked.

"It's okay, I'm just a little hungry."

Phoenix smiled, winked at Astoria, and asked a question that he regretted the moment he said it.

"You're not mad at me?"

Phoenix didn't mean anything special, he just wanted to make a joke, commonly known as being a bitch, but he underestimated a girl's ability to hold a grudge.

Astoria smiled and said to Phoenix:

"You said it well. I've been angry all along."

Astoria finished speaking, imitating Phoenix's blinking action just now and said playfully.

Then Astoria stopped paying attention to Phoenix, her pretty face expressionless.

Phoenix held his forehead with his hand. He had done something wrong. He must think before speaking next time, especially when talking to Astoria.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out in the middle of the auditorium, and it was so out of tune that it was outrageous:

“You may think I’m not pretty enough,

But don't judge a book by its cover.

If you could find a smarter hat than mine,

I'll eat myself.

You can polish your bowler hat till it's black and shiny,

You can also make your high top silk hat smooth and crisp.

But I am the Hogwarts Test Hat.

Nature is more outstanding than your hats.

Any thoughts in your head,

They can't escape the eyes of my magic hat.

Try it on and I'll tell you.

Which college to go to.

You may belong to Gryffindor,

There is courage hidden deep in my heart,

Gryffindors are brave, courageous, and chivalrous.

What makes Gryffindor special;

You may be a Hufflepuff,

The people there are honest and loyal,

Hufflepuff students are tenacious, honest and trustworthy.

Never afraid of hard work;

If you have a smart mind,

That wise old Ravenclaw would be just right for you,

Those who are wise and knowledgeable,

You can always meet like-minded people there;

Maybe you'll go into Slytherin,

Maybe you can make true friends here.

But those sinister and cunning people will do whatever it takes.

to achieve their goals.

Come wear me! Don't be afraid!

Don't panic!

Here I am (even though I have no hands)

you are absolutely safe

Because I am a thinking magic hat!"

Although Phoenix had heard the Sorting Hat sing in the movie playing on the system panel.

But when he experienced it himself, he felt there was a world of difference.

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, the audience burst into warm applause, and all the little wizards showed admiration in their eyes.

"Okay, now the children whose names I read, sit in this chair, put on the Sorting Hat, and proceed with the Sorting Ceremony."

Professor McGonagall said loudly at this time.

"Miss Hannah Abbott!"

Professor McGonagall now read out a name aloud, her stern eyes sweeping over the target.

"Please speak softly and don't disrupt the order of the hall. If you do that again, Hufflepuff will be deducted 5 points."

Professor McGonagall said as she looked at the girl seriously.

"Okay, Professor McGonagall, I understand."

The girl named Hannah apologized hurriedly, fearing that her college would lose points because of her before the school even started.

Professor McGonagall glared at Hannah, then looked down at the list in front of her and continued reading:

"Ms. Luna Lovegood."

When Luna heard Professor McGonagall call her name, she didn't get as excited or nervous as the other students.

She was still wearing that strange outfit, sitting quietly in the chair, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Professor McGonagall gently placed the Sorting Hat on top of Luna's head.

Normally, the Sorting Hat would take some time to think and judge, but this time, it only thought for less than 5 seconds before shouting:

"Ravenclaw!"

Suddenly, the entire Ravenclaw table erupted in deafening cheers and applause.

An enthusiastic senior student quickly stood up, walked to Luna, smiled and led her to the seat belonging to Ravenclaw, and started chatting with her happily.

At this moment, the entire auditorium was surrounded by this warm atmosphere, and Luna became the focus of everyone's attention.

Her unique temperament and distinctive dress make people curious and expectant about her.

Perhaps, in this magical world of magic, everyone can find their own position and value.