The noise went on for a while, but suddenly the sounds turned into high-pitched screams.
A burst of screams like the scene of a horror movie attracted the attention of Ye Ting and Hermione.
They turned their heads when they heard the sound, and the smile on the little girl's face disappeared immediately. She opened her mouth wide and almost screamed.
It's not "like" a horror movie set anymore, this should be "just" a horror movie set.
Twenty ghosts suddenly appeared on the wall. These pearly white, translucent ghosts, whispering as they slid across the room, paid little attention to these first-year students. They seem to be arguing about something.
Compared to the frightened freshmen, Ye Ting was much calmer. Instead, he was very interested in the physical state of these ghosts.
Because throughout the works with a magical world view, only the ghosts in "Harry Potter" have normal minds and are not affected by negative emotions. Except for the fact that it is difficult to affect the real material, they are different from people. They have roughly the same thinking mode as ordinary people, and even have their own society. In contrast, ghosts in other world views, or very low intelligence , has no ability to think; either has hatred, and the thinking pattern is very different from that of human beings; or longing for reincarnation, has no nostalgia for reality, and does not have much joy or sorrow. All in all, they all tend to be inhuman existences.
But unfortunately, at present, he has neither the ability nor enough knowledge to study ghosts, but he is still determined to do a comparative study of these ghosts one day in the future.
Now, Ye Ting could only comfort the nervous Hermione in a low voice. Girls are always afraid of ghosts.
Then they heard the ghost talking to the freshmen.
"Newborn!" a chubby monk smiled at them. "I think you're probably going to be tested, right?"
Some students nodded silently.
"Hope you get a Hufflepuff!" said the monk. "I used to go to that house."
"Move forward now," said a shrill voice. "The sorting ceremony is about to begin."
Professor McGonagall is back. The ghosts drifted in a file and disappeared through the opposite wall.
"Now, in a single line," Professor McGonagall said to the first-year students, "follow me."
Following the crowd, Ye Ting passed a double door and came to a luxurious restaurant.
They had never imagined that there could be such a magical, beautiful and magnificent place. The other classes of the academy were already sitting around four long tables, above which thousands of candles floating in the air lit up the dining room. On four tables were gleaming gold plates and goblets. There is another long table on the upper table of the dining room, which is the seat of the teachers.
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Professor McGonagall took the first-year students over there, lining them up facing all the upperclassmen, with the teachers behind them.
Chapter 0018 Sorting Hat
Candlelight flickered in the lobby, and hundreds of faces stared at them like pale lanterns. Ghosts were also among the students, shimmering dimly with silver light.
Looking up, I saw stars twinkling on the velvety black ceiling.
Ye Ting heard Hermione whisper: "The ceiling here has been enchanted, and it looks like the sky outside. I read it in "Hogwarts, A History of the School"."
It's hard to believe there's a ceiling over there, and it's hard to believe that the restaurant roof isn't open air.
Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students, and placed a top wizard hat on the stool. The hat was patched, worn, and very dirty. Ye Ting knew that this was the legendary Sorting Hat, and he began to look forward to that classic scene – the song of the Sorting Hat that changed every year.
Then the hat twisted. The brim of the hat was split wide like a mouth – and the hat began to sing:
You may think that I am not pretty.
But don't judge people by their appearance.
If you can find a prettier hat than mine.
I can eat myself.
You can make your bowler hats black and shiny.
Keep your silk top hats sleek and crisp.
I'm the magic hat for the Hogwarts test.
Naturally, it is much taller than your hats.
any thoughts that are hidden in your mind.
…
…
The singing lasted about five minutes, and after the hat finished singing, the audience burst into applause.
However, Ye Ting felt that he really couldn't appreciate this strange singing. He thought the applause just now was quite insincere.
The Sorting Hat bowed to each of the four tables, then stood still.
Next is the official branch.
Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, a roll of parchment in hand.
"Whoever name I call now puts on a hat, sits on a stool, and waits for the sorting," she said. "Hannah Abbott!"
This is a little girl with a ruddy face and two blond braids. Ye Ting remembers that she married Neville at the end in the original book.
She stumbled out of the queue and put on her hat, which just covered her eyes.
She sat down, and after a moment's pause—
"Hufflepuff!" Hat shouted.
The people at the table to the right applauded Hannah and welcomed her to their table.
"Susan Burns!"
"Hufflepuff!" Hat again
shouted. Susan quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.
"Terry Boot!"
"Ravenclaw!"
…
"Hermione Granger."
After a few names, it was Hermione's turn, and the little girl almost ran to the stool, then looked back uneasily.
Ye Ting smiled and nodded at her, her nervousness eased a little, and then hurriedly put the hat on her head.
This time, the Sorting Hat did not report to the academy immediately, but stuck for two or three seconds, and then reluctantly spit out "Ravenclaw"
It seemed that Hermione and it went through a conversation in their minds, and the little girl successfully persuaded it to change its decision.
"Excellent." Ye Ting applauded excitedly.
This is not only because Hermione was successfully assigned to Ravenclaw, but also means that the "plot" is not immutable, and it may even mean that the "destiny" represented by the "plot" does not exist.
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