Chapter:6

"Hermione?" Solim saw that Hermione didn't speak, and called her again.

"Ah, Solim, I want to ask you something. Hermione pursed her lips, she was a little embarrassed. "Can I come to you with Neville to learn magic in the future?" I'm a little worried that I won't be able to keep up with the school. "

Solim understood immediately when he heard Hermione's words. The few spells he cast along the way brought a lot of frustration to the little witch in front of him, making the witch feel that she was very far from the little wizard from a wizarding family.

"I know what you're thinking, Hermione. Solim took Hermione and Neville in an honest line, and Hermione stood in front of him, "Don't think too much about it, most of the new wizards are the same as you, and they don't know much magic until they come to school." Of course, you want to come to my welcome, every week of

"Two, four, six, I remember" Hermione's memory was noticeably better than Neville's, and she had learned to answer.

Solim pouted, "Okay, just remember, I'll look for you then." "

Led by the Warden of the Hunting Grounds, the new wizards lined up one by one on the stairs to Hogwarts Castle. I have to say that this castle is really shocking, and it is surrounded by whispers of little wizards. The children of wizarding families bragged to each other, and the children of Muggle families looked with their mouths open at the magnificent castle not far away. From time to time, there are little wizards who fall because they are stepped on by others.

The topic of the Savior was interrupted, and Solim was not ready to continue. After all, it's all a school, and if you look up and don't look down, you'll see it in the future.

A mighty procession of new wizards, led by the half-blood giants and Hagrid, the hunting ground guard, had passed through the side doors of the castle. The end point of the senior students in car is the castle gate. The first- year students take a boat to the bottom of the hill and have to climb a long staircase to actually reach the castle.

After seeing the chaos of a group of ghosts, the new wizards gradually fell silent. They all knew that the sorting was going to begin, which made most of the young wizards nervous.

"Are those ghosts floating by?" asked Hermione in a whisper, turning her face sideways.

"A ghost, to be exact," Solim replied, "it's a sorcerer's consciousness, not a soul. There's a big difference. I'll explain it to you later. Solim had seen Professor McGonagall come with a roll of parchment, and quickly ended the conversation.

"Alright, be quiet! The sorting ceremony is about to begin, and I'm

"Trevor!" Neville yelled as he rushed at Professor McGonagall.

"Poof-" Solim was glad he didn't have anything else in his mouth but saliva, otherwise he would have been able to spray Hermione on her head and wash her hair by the way.

Neville picked up his toad from Professor McGonagall's feet lightly. Then, as if suddenly realizing what he had done, he lowered his head and carefully raised his eyelids to look at the wizard in front of him, who looked even more stern than his grandmother.

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall. Solim quickly stepped forward and grabbed Neville, "This is the pet he lost earlier." "

Professor McGonagall quivered her thin lips, glanced at Solim, and then stared at Neville. "Everyone, come with me in a row. Professor McGonagall turned cleanly and walked with the young wizards like the Great Hall. Clutching the poor parchment in her hand, perhaps she wished it was Neville himself. It was the first time that the young wizard had interrupted her, as the sorting ceremony was about to begin.

"You're done, Neville, Professor McGonagall is the Head of Gryffindor," Solim patted Neville on the shoulder, "good luck." Then he walked forward with the little wizards.

Neville stood there with a toad in his hand-he was terrified.

"Hurry up and go Neville, don't be in a daze. Hermione nudged Neville, "The sorting ceremony is about to begin, don't be stunned." "

When Teacher McGonagall pushed open the door to the Great Hall, everything in the Great Hall was instantly imprinted on the eyes of the young wizards. Candles floating in the sky, huge painted windows, and senior seniors and professors sitting on both sides of the auditorium. Finally, the young wizards saw the stool in the center and a dirty wizard's hat on top of it.

It was the first time that even the young wizards of the wizarding family had seen such a sight, and hundreds of people sat together to salute the new wizards. At this time, both pure-blood wizards and Muggle-born wizards were nervous, and the bodies of individual wizards trembled like new born calf- like Neville following Solim's ass.

"Take it easy, Neville, take it easy, the Sorting Hat won't eat you again. Solim pulled Neville behind his ass in front of him, "If you really want to get into Gryffindor, take some courage." You don't want your grandma to be disappointed, do you?".

"Damn Fred and George, I thought I was going to fight trolls when they told me. Not far in front of Solim, there was a red-haired wizard in front of them, and a little wizard in front of him said angrily.

"The one in front of that redhead is Harry Potter, I've seen them on the train. Hermione whispered behind Solim.

When Professor McGonagall walked over to the Sorting Hat and signaled for silence in the room. The dirty Sorting Hat on the barstool began to writhe, and the side facing the young wizard twisted into a fold like a mouth. Then, it sang:

"You may think I'm not pretty

But don't judge people by their appearance.

If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,

I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hat jet black and shiny

Keep your high-capped caps smooth and structured.

I'm the Hogwarts Magic Hat

Naturally, they are taller than your hats.

Any thought hidden in your mind,

can't escape the golden eyes of the magic hat.

Put it on and give it a try

I'll tell you which house you should be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is a deep fear

Their courage, courage and boldness set Gryffindor apart;

You may belong to Hufflepuff, where people are honest and loyal

Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest, and are not afraid of hard work;

If you're shrewd, maybe you'll get into the wisdom of old Ravenclaw

Those who are wise and learned will always meet their fellow believers there;

Maybe you'll go to Slytherin, maybe you'll make sincere friends here

But those who are cunning and insidious will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

Put me on! Don't be afraid! Don't panic!

In my hands (even though I don't even have one) you are absolutely safe

Because I'm a thinking hat!".

After the hat finished singing, the audience applauded, and it bowed to the four tables one by one, and then stood still.

"Isn't that hard to hear?" Hermione," Solim said, turning his face to Hermione, "and look at the Sorting Hat, it's all dust and dirt, and I dare say, it's never washed. "

Solim didn't deliberately keep his voice down, so the wizards in front of him heard it. The wizards took a closer look, but they didn't see it, except for the dust and dirt on the barrel, and some green and white dots on the brim of the hat- it was all moldy.

"You see it's so dirty on the outside, what do you think it's going to be dirty inside?" Solim continued, ignoring the constipated expressions of the wizards around him. "I'm sure you can smell a strange smell before you even have it with you."

"Don't talk about it, there's a school dinner later. Hermione pinched Solim's waist.

(End of the chapter).