hogwarts blast

After Professor McGonagall left, the young wizards waiting to be sorted chatted among themselves.

"Hey! Harry!" A red-haired boy poked his friend standing next to him, with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone, "It turns out that it was Malfoy and the others who were attacked by the water dragon just now."

Seeing Malfoy's misfortune, Harry felt happy in his heart, and said in a tone similar to Ron's, "I really wish I could do that to Malfoy."

The two of them had had an unpleasant quarrel with Draco on the train earlier. Draco's arrogant attitude left a bad impression on Harry, and Ron almost got into a fight with Draco.

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"How can they accurately assign us to which house?" Hermione's face was filled with nervousness.

Kyle spread his hands and said, "Professor Dumbledore said that we are going to duel with a troll, and the college will be decided based on our performance."

In fact, the sorting ceremony only requires wearing a shabby and old hat, and then the hat will tell the little wizard which college he should go to.

However, Hogwarts has a fine tradition of "sorting and terrorizing" first-year wizards. It may be that their parents have been tricked in this way before.

They felt that they could not be the only ones to be deceived, so this kind of "threat in different schools" was passed down inexplicably and became a well-established tradition.

Hearing Kyle's words, Hannah, Hermione and Neville all turned pale.

"It's over, it's over, is it too late to drop out of school now?" Hermione's tone was full of panic, "I don't even know a few magics, how can I defeat the trolls!"

Kyle, who knew the inside story of the branch, looked at the panicked three people with a satisfied smile on his face.

Just when Kyle was immersed in the prank, Neville beside him suddenly jumped three feet high, and several people screamed loudly from behind. Kyle turned around and saw that it was a ghost.

Twenty or so ghosts suddenly jumped out from the wall behind everyone. This way of appearing was indeed quite scary.

These pearly white, translucent ghosts glided across the room, whispering to each other, paying little attention to the first-year students.

A ghost in a wheel-neck tights suddenly spots the first-year students.

"Hey Kyle! I hope you get sorted into Gryffindor!"

Kyle greeted the other party with a smile, "Hello, Sir Nicholas, it depends on the sorting ceremony."

Hermione, standing behind Kyle, tugged on Kyle's clothes, "Do you know them?"

"I lived here for a few months before this," Kyle explained.

As the ghosts drifted through the walls, Professor McGonagall was back.

"Now, line up in single file," Professor McGonagall said to the first years, "and follow me."

They walked out of the room, walked through the foyer, and entered the luxurious dining room through a double door at the back.

Students from other classes in the college were already sitting around the four long tables. Kyle was mixed in with the first-year students and kept waving to several of his friends from the Alliance of Fathers.

The twin brothers stood up from the dining table, put their hands in the shape of trumpets to their mouths, and shouted to Kyle: "Kyle! I hope you can come to Gryffindor!"

Kyle raised his head helplessly. Why did everyone want him to be sorted into Gryffindor House?

Is it because the previous Dumbledore graduated from Gryffindor House?

Kyle still prefers to go to Hufflepuff than to Gryffindor.

As a physical practitioner, the most important thing is nutritional intake. It would be more convenient for him to visit the kitchen when going to Hufflepuff.

Kyle swore that it was definitely not because he was greedy.

Professor McGonagall brought the first years to the staff seats and asked them to line up in a row facing all the students, with the teachers behind them.

The candlelight flickered, and the hundreds of faces staring at them were like pale lanterns. The ghosts were also mixed among the students, shining with hazy silver light.

Hermione looked up to avoid their gazes and saw stars twinkling on the velvet-black ceiling.

She whispered: "A spell has been cast here to make it look like the sky outside. I read about it in "Hogwarts: A History of the School"."

Well... Kyle wanted to tell her that the dining room of his castle had the same ceiling.

However, it was suspected of showing off his wealth, so Kyle gave up the idea.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students, and placed a pointed wizard hat on the stool. The hat was patched, worn, and extremely dirty.

Everyone in the restaurant was staring at the hat, and for a while the originally noisy restaurant became silent.

Kyle silently took out his wand and cast an earplug on himself.

The next part, if nothing else, should be the Sorting Hat singing. Kyle had already experienced the Sorting Hat's magic voice several times in Dumbledore's principal's office.

Close your earplugs and listen to this magic that Kyle specially prepared for it.

Sure enough, the Sorting Hat twisted, and a wide crack opened on the edge of the hat, like a mouth.

The Sorting Hat began to sing.

"You may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge people by their appearance..."

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"So, we just need to wear this hat?" Hermione whispered to Kyle after the Sorting Hat finished singing.

Kyle's body suddenly stiffened.

It's over. I was so happy telling lies just now that I forgot that I should send him to the crematorium when the truth is exposed.

"This...Professor Dumbledore told me this." Kyle tilted his head and explained to the little beaver in a low voice.

Hermione glanced at Kyle suspiciously, "Is this really true?"

"Now! Quiet!" Professor McGonagall suddenly spoke, saving Kyle's life.

At this time, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in his hand, "Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

"Hannah Abbott!"

The little blond blacksmith stumbled out of the queue and put on her hat, which just covered her eyes. She sat down.

The Sorting Hat paused for a moment and announced loudly: "Hufflepuff!"

The people at the table on the right applauded and cheered Hannah, welcoming her to sit at their table.

"Susan Burns!" "Hufflepuff!"

"Terry Boot!" "Ravenclaw!"

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Soon, Professor McGonagall called Kyle's name.

"Kyle Dumbledore!"

There was a sudden buzzing and murmur in the dining-room, like the hissing of a small flame.

"Dumbledore? Professor McGonagall just said Dumbledore?"

Hearing Kyle's last name, Malfoy was a little frightened. Did he offend Principal Dumbledore's relatives to death during this period?

On the stage, a strange professor with a pale face and a strange turban looked back and forth between Dumbledore and Kyle with a strange look.

However, neither Dumbledore nor Kyle noticed his strange look.

When Professor McGonagall put the dirty hat on Kyle's soft blond hair, the Sorting Hat, which had already been ordered by Dumbledore, grinned: "Glen——"

One hand covered the Sorting Hat's mouth, "Shut up!"

Dumbledore, who thought he had everything under control, suddenly froze with a smile on his face.

Professor McGonagall's face also became a little ugly, her mouth was pursed tightly, her brows were frowning so much that they almost stood up, and even her glasses shone with a frightening light.

The corners of Snape's mouth curled up in a subtle arc.

Kyle covered the Sorting Hat's mouth with his right hand, took out the wand from his pocket with his left hand, pointed it at the tip of the Sorting Hat's wand, and ignited a faint blue flame inherited from the Grindelwald family.

Although it was just an ordinary flame rather than a powerful fire, the color of this flame successfully made Dumbledore's mouth twitch.

"Say! Hufflepuff!"

With Kyle's voice, the air in the entire auditorium seemed to freeze at this moment.