Hogwarts: This wizard wants to improve too much

Following Professor McGonagall, everyone came to a small empty room, crowded together, staring nervously at everything around them.

The Sorting was about to begin, and most people were not in a relaxed mood.

"Welcome to Hogwarts!" Professor McGonagall looked at everyone and said seriously:"The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you take your seats in the auditorium, you must first determine which college you will enter.……"

"In a few minutes, the Sorting Ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. I will come to pick you up when they are ready. Please keep quiet during this time."

After saying that, Professor McGonagall walked towards the direction of the auditorium.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief until she left. After all, Professor McGonagall's serious face gave everyone a lot of pressure.

"How can they accurately sort us into which house?"

Ethan recognized that it was Harry's voice.

"Maybe we need to pass some kind of test. My brother told me that this test is very harmful to our body."

Ron started to show off in front of Harry again.

But his memory was not very good. He didn't know how many times the twins had cheated him, but Ron still believed the twins' lies.

With Harry and Ron taking the lead, everyone's sense of urgency was raised. One by one, they began to talk about the gossip they knew. Some said they wanted to duel with trolls, and some said they wanted to perform magic on the spot. There was also a group of pure-blood followers who firmly believed that as long as they had noble blood and excellent talents, they would definitely be assigned to Slytherin.

"What is that?"

A cry of terror that overwhelmed the whole place sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

The scene immediately became silent, and no one dared to act rashly. Suddenly, more than 20 pearly white, translucent ghosts jumped out from the wall.

Ethan was watching the ghosts' every move. He had been to Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley many times during this period, but he had never seen a ghost.

This time he had a chance, so Ethan naturally had to observe carefully.

I just don't know what the difference is between Voldemort's current state and these ghosts, or whether the method of making Horcruxes refers to the birth of ghosts.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that these ghosts have no entity, but I don't know if they can use magic.

Facing magical animals like Dementors that are also considered to be incorporeal, which side is more powerful.

Can ordinary spells or black magic work on these ghosts?

The more Ethan thought about it, the more he wanted to get a ghost to do experiments.

""Move forward now!" A sharp voice sounded,"The Sorting Ceremony is about to begin."

With the arrival of Professor McGonagall, the ghosts passed through the opposite wall and disappeared.

After organizing the formation, the little wizards followed Professor McGonagall out of the room, through the entrance hall, and then through a double door into the luxurious auditorium.

At this time, students from other grades were already sitting around four long tables according to their different colleges. Above the tables were thousands of candles floating in the air, which illuminated the entire auditorium.

On the upper platform of the auditorium, there was another long table, which was the seat for the professors.

Sitting in the C position was Dumbledore, wearing a luxurious dark blue robe and a flowing silver-white long hair band. Wearing a small wizard hat, a long and meticulously trimmed beard, and of course a long and crooked nose.

Ethan and the others were brought here by Professor McGonagall and lined up in a row, facing the four college students in front.

After arranging all this, Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students. On the stool was a pointed wizard hat. The hat was patched, worn and dirty, and it looked very historical.

Suddenly, the hat twisted, and a wide crack appeared on the edge of the hat, like a big mouth, and then it began its annual self-entertainment with some strange melody:"You may think I'm not beautiful……"

After seven or eight minutes, the Sorting Hat finally finished its annual self-entertainment show and was greeted with applause from the audience. It was not because of how well it sang, but because everyone cooperated with it.

"Now I call out whose name is who, come forward immediately, put on your hat, sit on the stool and wait for the sorting."

Professor McGonagall took out the parchment and said to the little wizards, the real show is finally here

"Hannah Abbott!"

A ruddy-faced girl with two golden braids stumbled out of the queue. It was Hannah who had just been on the same boat with Ethan and the others. It was obvious that she was extremely nervous at the moment. She put on her hat and heard the result in just a moment.

"Hufflepuff!"

Ethan could clearly see Hannah's tense face relax, and at the same time, the people at the table on the right really applauded and cheered for Hannah's arrival.

"Susan Bones!"

Again, the results came out quickly.

"Hufflepuff!"

Susan was not disappointed after getting the result. She happily ran to sit next to Hannah.

The little badgers of Hufflepuff became even more excited and clapped their hands desperately. With the arrival of two new students in a row, the big family of Hufflepuff will continue its past glory this year and become the college with the most new students.

As new students came forward one after another, the long tables of the four colleges below burst into amazing enthusiasm.

"Hermione Granger!"

Hermione almost ran to the stool when she heard her name, and hurriedly put the hat on her head.

This time it took a little longer, but it was not to the point of being embarrassing.

""Gryffindor!"

In the end, they went to Gryffindor. What happened next was no different from what Ethan remembered. Neville went to Gryffindor and Draco went to Slytherin.

The atmosphere on the scene reached its peak when Harry Potter was sorted into Gryffindor. The cheers of the little lions almost blew off the roof of this thousand-year-old castle.

"Cassandra Volley!"

The slender girl with golden curly hair walked out of the remaining team with graceful steps.

Just as the hat touched Cassandra's head, the Sorting Hat screamed:

"Slytherin!"

Now it was the turn of the little snakes to cheer. This time it was not the perfunctory applause as before, but they really cheered.