[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

To be consistent.

Ten minutes later, under the leadership of Hagrid, all the freshmen arrived at the gate of Hogwarts.

Kong Yun saw a familiar figure in front of the gate—it was Professor McGonagall who brought him to buy school supplies in Diagon Alley that day.He wasn't sure if the professor still remembered him, but when the other person's eyes swept over him, he subconsciously showed a faint smile.

Mag's eyes only stayed on him for two seconds, then he looked away and looked at the other students.

The students began to line up and slowly moved towards the interior of Hogwarts.Kong Yun's position was neither too far forward nor too far back. He stood there for a while, and soon caught a glimpse of another group of apparently senior students getting off the carriage and entering Hogwarts through another entrance. .

Kong Yun's gaze skipped over the carriage, and landed on the creatures in charge of pulling the cart - this is a very strange thing, from the appearance, they are like horses with wings, the whole body is dark, as if blended into the The night is ordinary, if you don't look carefully, it is almost easy to be ignored.

...is it a magical creature unique to the British wizarding world?

Kong Yun was a little curious, but he couldn't read any more.

The door of Hogwarts was completely opened by Professor McGonagall. He took a last look at the black "Pegasus" and followed the mighty crowd into this huge and ancient castle.

The sorting ceremony that followed sounded similar to what he had read in "Hogwarts, A School History": Slytherin believed that Hogwarts was a school of magic and wizards, and mixed races should not have admission Gryffindor is very opposed to the candidate that Slytherin likes. He thinks that the little wizard from the dark wizard family is more intolerable than the half-breed.

So, the final result is what they see now: Gryffindor took off his hat, and the four founders of Hogwarts respectively injected their own ideas of selecting students into the hat, and the hat came from the hat. Choose their students for them.And that hat...

Kong Yun stared at the tattered hat that was placed on the chair with great interest.

Inject your own thoughts into the spirit weapon to select students, that is to say, this hat can detect the temperament and thoughts of students to a certain extent... I have to say that British magic is comprehensive in this point. Much stronger than Huaxia magic.

Facing the curious gazes of the little wizards, the Sorting Hat began to sing.

It was a very ugly song - but Kong Yun still tried his best to finish it.This song is a bit different from the one he read about in the book, also from the Sorting Hat.

It is mentioned in the book that Slytherin's selection criteria are "Slytherin who longs for power, shrewd, and ambition is his only preference." Now the Sorting Hat sings "Maybe you will enter Slytherin." Leitlin, maybe you will make sincere friends here, but those insidious and cunning people will use all means to achieve their goals."

In other words, during these thousands of years, the Sorting Hat's perception of Slytherin has undergone a qualitative change. Compared with the same treatment of the four colleges thousands of years ago, the Sorting Hat today has obviously had a different effect on Slytherin. Subjective consciousness, the Sorting Hat infused with thoughts is no longer a simple hat, but an alchemical life with its own consciousness and preferences.

I just don't know what level of intelligence it has reached?

Although he doesn't know much about it, Kong Yun knows that the Mohist's research on mechanisms has also reached the point of "creating consciousness". The appearance of a real cat also has a certain degree of consciousness and wisdom.

In the British wizarding world, there are obviously wizards who have done this.

While he was distracted, the sorting ceremony was still going on in an orderly manner. Whenever the Sorting Hat announced the name of the college, there would be applause from the dining table of the corresponding college, and when he came back to his senses, By then, there were very few students left.

"Cloud-hole!"

When McGonagall pronounced his name, this somewhat awkward-sounding name quickly attracted the attention of most people. As many people turned their attention to the young man walking out of the queue, many people—accurate When he said it was the girls, his eyes immediately brightened.

They are used to seeing British boys who are tall, clear and three-dimensional, and their faces are more delicate and delicate. Kong Yun, who has a gentle, respectful and thrifty temperament, obviously has another taste in their eyes.What's more, they have already started discussing how to win this oriental beauty like a joke.

Mag had no choice but to say quiet seriously, and the hall returned to calm.

Kong Yun stepped forward and put on the hat according to Mag's instructions.

"Oh, bright mind, also very fond of knowledge..."

A feeling like being spied on, Kong Yun thought.This made him a little awkward. No one likes the feeling of being peeped into the heart... The purpose of the Sorting Hat's detection is to distinguish the belief and will of the students, which is closer to the standard of which of the four founders. They are assigned to different colleges, but for Chinese Taoists, the so-called "Tao" actually has the meaning of faith and will.

Choose the way, practice the way, realize the way, prove the way.

The spiritual power of the ascetic will build a "small world" in his body according to the "Tao" he chooses. Whether the spiritual power is strong or not depends on the degree of comprehension and firmness of the "Tao". If the heart is shaken, then this "small world" will also fall into chaos, which will cause the practice to stop, or even retreat.

"Strange, this is the second time I have encountered such a strange student today..." He could clearly hear the Sorting Hat talking to himself in his mind, and its somewhat worried tone: "Very contradictory It feels... obviously such a powerful and firm soul, but why..."

Kong Yun closed his eyes quietly.

The world deep in the body is suddenly clear—it is a sapling less than the height of an adult, immature and young, half of it is green, like a new leaf standing against the wind in spring; , lifeless... and, there is a trend of continuing to spread.

It may stop growing, or it may wither and die.

His own body, no one knows better than him.

"It's none of your business," he said finally.

With the fall of another new leaf, the tiny world disappeared in an instant, and the detection-like consciousness in the body was forcibly kicked out by the body's protection mechanism. The sorting hat grunted in pain—although it is hard to say whether a hat can Pain is felt, but it persists:

"Actually, you made your decision early on, didn't you?"

Before the boy's expression turned even worse, the sorting hat quickly and loudly completed the sorting process: "Then, Hufflepuff!"

After saying this, it jumped off Kong Yun's head as if flying, but failed to jump steadily, and staggered and fell to the ground, which made the young wizards who had not yet been sorted feel even more disgusted.

Kong Yun didn't do anything else—in fact, he didn't intend to do anything with the tattered hat.He stood up from his chair, bowed slightly to Professor McGonagall, and walked towards the dining table where applause rang out.

This is not a surprising result. After reading about the way Hogwarts is sorted, in his opinion, apart from Slytherin and Gryffindor, whether they are sorted into Ravenclaw or Hulk Chippa, everything he expected.

But others seemed surprised by this.

In addition to the applause on the dining table that originally belonged to Hufflepuff, Kong Yun noticed that some of the gazes that were originally curious on him suddenly became contemptuous and careless. The surprise was replaced by disappointment and a touch of disdain.

As if they had just experienced a small episode, they refocused their attention on another target worthy of attention-it seemed to be...Harry Potter?

It seemed that he had been assigned to an unpopular academy.

This kind of thought just passed by in a flash, and soon Kong Yun stopped caring about other people's eyes.

As if he didn't notice those strange things, even with malicious eyes and a shy smile, he walked towards the long Hufflepuff table in a leisurely manner, where Ernie and Justin, who had arrived one step ahead of him, were already happy. He waved at him.

He smiled and nodded to the applauding little badgers on the dining table, then pulled away the chair and sat down on the vacant seat beside Ernie. Just as he sat down, he heard a voice:

"You don't seem to be well." Kong Yun raised his head, and was surprised to find that the person who spoke to him at this moment was a fat ghost - he was floating opposite, and the concern on his face didn't look like a fake : "Don't care what other people think, little guy, Hufflepuff is a great house, I bet you'll like it here."

Considering that the pure soul body's perception of human emotions may be more obvious, Kong Yun only froze for a while, then regained his composure, and waved away the messy thoughts in his heart. Ni and Justin, smiled and replied: "Thanks, I think I will, sir."