Chapter 9: The Sorting Hat: Azkaban, Must Azkaban( Edited)

Title: In the Hall of the Great Hall

Faint cries could be heard from outside the hall.

The older students burst into laughter instantly.

The twins laughed so hard they fell under the long table.

Dumbledore sat at the staff table, observing the laughter filling the hall.

Though he didn't know what had happened, he couldn't help but smile.

Look!

What a lively evening it was.

What an energetic group of students.

There couldn't be anything better than this.

The next moment,

Professor McGonagall opened the castle doors, and the cries from outside echoed in.

The smile on Dumbledore's face froze.

How...

How pitiful a group of new students crying so miserably.

"Dumbledore, there's been a slight mishap, I'll talk to you later."

"Let's proceed with the sorting ceremony first."

Professor McGonagall hurriedly walked to the staff table and whispered to Dumbledore.

"Alright."

...

Accompanied by the low sobbing, the Sorting Hat began singing a song that hadn't changed for countless years.

Hmm.

It's so long!!

The voice is sharp.

Hard to listen to.

After finishing the song, the sorting ceremony officially began.

Professor McGonagall held a piece of parchment in her hand.

"I will call out the names, and the students will come forward to be sorted!"

"Hannah Abbott!"

A rosy-cheeked girl with two golden braids stumbled out of the line and stood in front of the Sorting Hat.

Nervously looking.

"Will you hurt me?"

"Don't worry, I'm just a hat, besides talking, I don't have any other functions."

Hannah's vigilance did not diminish at the hat's words.

"Do you have any sharp swords hidden inside you, such that once I put you on, you'll pierce me?"

Sorting Hat: "????"

Damn!

How did this little girl know about the Gryffindor sword hidden inside myself, such a big secret?

"Alright, child, Hogwarts won't harm young wizards."

Professor McGonagall said helplessly on the side.

"We're running out of time."

"Okay." The girl with braids carefully felt the Sorting Hat.

Then she put it on her head.

Sorting Hat: So are the young wizards of this year so cautious?

"Hufflepuff!"

After a moment, the Sorting Hat shouted loudly.

The Hufflepuff table on the right immediately burst into applause and cheers.

With the first one leading, the rest came much quicker.

Every newly called name came forward to wear the hat.

"Susan Bones!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Terry Boot!"

"Ravenclaw!"

One after another, the new students were assigned to the four houses.

When Malfoy put on the hat, it immediately shouted "Slytherin".

The trio of protagonists were all sorted into Gryffindor.

There was a deafening cheer from the Gryffindor table.

"Kyle Mophi..."

Soon, it was Kyle's turn.

Professor McGonagall paused when she read the surname.

But in the end, she didn't reject the surname that symbolized demons and hell.

"I'm here!" Kyle raised his hand high.

He was dressed in a black wizard robe, with handsome features.

A sunny smile on his face.

His handsome appearance immediately caught the attention of most of the young witches present.

They looked at Kyle with heart-shaped eyes...

Two elves were standing on his shoulders.

So cute!

...

As he approached the Sorting Hat,

Kyle was also full of curiosity.

Sorting!

This is the part where a young wizard's qualities are most directly seen.

But which house would a kind young wizard like himself be assigned to?

Hufflepuff?

Or would the Sorting Hat detect the courage deep inside him?

Perhaps it would put him in Gryffindor.

Or maybe it would recognize his thirst for knowledge.

Making him join Ravenclaw in pursuit of truth?

As for Slytherin?

Hah!

A kind wizard like himself could never go to Slytherin.

Many people on the four long tables were also curiously looking at Kyle.

Especially the staff table.

 knowing the identity of Kyle, the teachers are all curious.

"It's Kyle, I wonder which house he'll be sorted into," Harry whispered to Ron.

"I feel like he might go to Slytherin!" Ron sneered.

At this moment, the two of them realized.

They were clearly fooled on the train!

And it's the kind of fooling that leaves you feeling utterly duped!

...

Lost in his thoughts, Kyle picked up the Sorting Hat and placed it on his head.

"Azkaban!"

"Must be Azkaban!"

The next moment, the Sorting Hat seemed to be greatly startled.

It screamed loudly as if it had been shocked.

At the moment it was placed on Kyle's head, the Sorting Hat felt like the world in front of it had changed.

Darkness!

Evil!

Blood!

Merlin help us.

In all its years at Hogwarts, it had never seen such a pure "darkness" in a young wizard.

For a moment, it forgot about the sorting and directly shouted "Azkaban"!

[Ding! Detected fear emotions!]

[Ding! Drawing a treasure chest for the host!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a golden treasure chest!]

A treasure chest popped out.

The Great Hall fell into a dreadful silence.

Everyone's mouths hung open in surprise.

Who on earth is this?

The Sorting Hat just sent him straight to Azkaban???