Night Crow Master

When the four of them looked around, they saw the arrogant boy Walker Geralt, raised his neck and a sneer of contempt at the corners of his mouth, and then walked towards the head of the Black Bat Academy without looking back. table.

Compared with other colleges’ welcome to the freshmen who are assigned to their own colleges, most of them are Black Bat College students from the traditional magician family. For Walker from the Geralt family, they expressed doubts and incomprehension. Glorious, be alert to all kinds of emotions--

Only there is no welcome.

Walker was also taken aback at this, but he bit his head and went to sit at the new growth table of the Black Bat Academy.

Compared to this, staying with those lowly Muggle-born magicians made him more uncomfortable.

Seeing such a scene, the smile on Elizabeth, the dean of the Black Bat Academy, became rich. She looked at Fula with a slight sarcasm. Although the other's face was calm, she still caught the gloominess.

"Really a nice kid."

Elizabeth clapped softly, trying to provoke Fula.

The wind is mild and violent.

The wand in his hand hadn't been lifted yet, and the strands of long pale green hair had fluttered.

"President Fula, please be quiet, the sorting ceremony is still going on."

The principal Amberlier squeezed his cane down, and the crisp sound spread throughout the auditorium.

"..." Fula stared at Elizabeth with hostile eyes for three seconds, and then sat back to her original position.

The sorting ceremony continues.

Yate just watched the new students take turns walking up, putting on the black sorting hat with the ugly face on his head.

Although each of them was short-lived, at the time added up, Yate could clearly perceive that the magic attached to the sorting hat captured the students' escaped thoughts.

"Susususu Gandalf! Gorem College!"

Soon after Kronesu put it on top of his head, the sorting hat with an ugly face opened his mouth wide and shouted.

"My name is Kronsu!"

The annoyed Kronesu threw the Sorting Hat on the floor, frowning and walked to the long table of the Gorem Academy.

"Accuss you! I will accuse you! Amberlier! Hornheim! He is so rude!"

The Sorting Hat yelled, then jumped up, turned around in the air, and accused the principal Amberlier and the dean of the Gorem College Hornheim Helder.

Headmaster Amberlier just smiled, Kronsu is a child of his family, he is still very familiar with it, so he didn't say much.

And Hornheim, the expressionless middle-aged man helped his glasses, looked at the sorting cap and muttered to himself:

"Too much talk, make one more."

Although he is talking to himself, his voice is not small...

"Well......."

The sorting hat's voice stopped abruptly, and he didn't speak at all.

At this moment, Marlenford came over, picked up the sorting hat, patted the dust on it, and put it on his head:

"How is it!? Should I go to Griffon Academy!?"

"Yes, Marlenford Schulk! Griffon Academy."

After ten seconds, the Sorting Hat responded with concise words.

"Awesome! I love you! My dear broken hat!"

Marlenford gave a strong kiss on the sorting hat, and then handed it to the next male student.

The student took the sorting cap slightly disgustedly, put it on his head, and then the voice sounded:

"Black Bat Academy!"

"Ah!?" The new student was dumbfounded, confused by the immediate reality report. He was afraid of the dark and the ghost, he didn't want to go to the black bat at all!

But the Sorting Hat didn't mean to change at all. The freshman could only hand the Sorting Hat to the next person obediently, and then reluctantly walked to the long table of the Black Bat Academy.

"Hank Arik! Griffon Academy!"

"Fred Harry! Black Bat Academy!"

"Jeliana Lavender! Gorem College!"

"Sanja Donald! Griffon Academy!"

"Charles...Greem..."

"Spike...Gryphon..."

"Carlos... Unicorn..."

...

A personal name rang along with the name of the hospital, and the sorting hat scared by Hohenheim's recasting declaration no longer talked about gibberish. A continuous, concise and powerful sorting decision was issued.

"Anna Geralt! Griffon Academy!"

"Ok."

As expected, Anna was not surprised, took the sorting cap off her head and handed it to...

"Fiona, haven't you thought about it yet?"

"Not yet..." Fiona said to herself embarrassedly, then put on the Sorting Hat.

Anna walked back to the original position and sat next to Yate.

"I don't know which college Fiona will be assigned to. It would be great if it were Griffin College."

Yate didn't make a sound, just a wing pushed the black cat that had approached him off the chair, and then continued to see the situation-

"Fiona Victoria! Gorem College!"

Within two seconds after Anna sat down, the sorting hat rang.

"What? Goreme... why is it Goreme."

Looking at Anna with an incredible face, Yate was quite satisfied.

He is quite good at alchemy potions.

Then he flapped his wings and flew up, flying to Fiona's shoulder.

And after Anna picked up the black cat, she walked to Fiona's side and said seriously:

"Fiona, don't worry, I will look for you!"

Seeing Anna's expression, Fiona couldn't help but laughed:

"Our dormitory is very close, and the usual classes are all together."

Then she walked briskly to the long table of Gorem Academy, leaving Anna with a look of dismay.

"Hello, is your relationship so good?"

Marlenford, who was sitting across from her, looked confused.

"Shut up, stupid man."

"what?"

...

With the passage of time, the sorting ceremony was over. All the students returned to the dormitory after having dinner by the way.

The dormitory is a three-person room-it is said that it is a room, but in fact, each person has a room, just like a shared apartment.

With Fiona, naturally they are also two girls.

A girl named Gillian Lavender, a very "traditional" girl, looks fifteen or six years old.

The pointed black hat, half of his face was covered by hair, and the pitch-black mage's robe completely covered the curve of the body.

When she walked in the door, Yate could smell the strange smell of the mixture of many potion materials on her body, making the demon a black cat.

And another girl...

Fiona widened her eyes and looked at the smiling Huya girl dragging the suitcase:

"Anna? Why are you here?"

"I applied for a dormitory exchange!"

"When did you apply!?"

"That's not important!"

The two black cats tilted their heads at the same time, and Jieliana had no interest in their actions, but turned her head and looked at Yate:

"Can you give me two feathers?"

"What do you mean?"