Chapter 15 There are only two ‘useless men’ left.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first year, and a wizard's hat on top of it. That hat was shabby, patched, battered, and dirty.

Is this a Sorting Hat?

A magical version of an AI?

Andy curiously sized up the Sorting Hat.

If this had been a robot, Andy would have looked at it twice at most.

But this is a magical hat.

Although it looked somewhat like an AI in terms of its functions, magic always seemed a bit more magical.

The hat suddenly twisted and the folds on it made the hat look like it had two extra eyes and a mouth.

Everyone in the Great Hall stared at the hat, and it hummed and began to sing.

"Oh you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me…

…

…

…

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm a Thinking Cap!"

The whole audience applauded after the hat sang the song.

Everyone seemed to be giving it their all, and Andy even heard George and Fred whistling amidst the deafening applause.

I hope Professor McGonagall won't kill them.

The hat bowed and curtsied to each of the four tables, and then went still.

"Oh-"

Andy let out a low sigh and glanced sideways, only to see Hermione glaring at him with exasperation. It was as if she was trying to eat himself by the look on her face.

"It was George and Fred who said that."

Andy whispered, "But I think they did lie down for a night after the end of the sorting - not in a bed in the Hospital Wing though, but in their House dormitory."

"Hmph!" Hermione grunted softly, her little face still puffed up with anger.

She wasn't buying Andy's explanation.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Andy, she had already noticed this young wizard before.

He didn't look like a good student.

Professor McGonagall sighed softly, she could feel that this year's House Cup was already getting farther and farther away from Gryffindor.

In the past, she didn't feel anything when she was in school, but ever since she became a professor, Professor McGonagall felt that Gryffindor was simply a shelter for bad children.

Every year, those few freshmen who were the most mischievous would absolutely be assigned to Gryffindor.

For this reason, Professor McGonagall had long been dissatisfied with the Sorting Hat.

Not to mention that this hat sang so badly.

Retracting her gaze, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, with a roll of parchment in her hand.

"Whoever's name I call now will put on the hat, sit on the stool, and be sorted."

Professor McGonagall read aloud the parchment, "Hannah Abbott!"

A small, rosy-cheeked girl with two blonde hair braids stumbled out of the line. The little girl put on her hat, which just managed to cover her eyes.

"Hufflepuff!" Sorting Hat shouted.

The people at the table on the far right clapped and cheered, and the Fat Friar Ghost waved happily at her.

"Susan Bones!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Terry Boot!"

"Ravenclaw!"

This time it was the second table on the left that clapped and applauded, and a couple of Ravenclaw students even stood up to shake Terry's hand as he made his way to the long table.

The Sorting went quickly, and Andy didn't have to wait long before he heard Professor McGonagall call out his name.   

"Andy Collins!"

Andy tried his best to empty his mind of any thoughts - a countermeasure Andy had thought of long ago.

Sitting on the four-legged stool, Andy put the Sorting Hat on his head.

To be honest, Andy felt a little silly at this moment.

"Hey! Kid, you don't look silly. Let's see...you're talented, hard-working, and passionate about magic, and I know where you should be."

"Ravenclaw!"

The long table of Ravenclaw immediately erupted in applause, and Andy let out a soft breath as he carefully removed the hat and placed it on the four-legged stool.

Andy didn't know how the Sorting Hat worked, but there was too much in his head that didn't belong to this era.

Andy really didn't want the Sorting Hat to read his mind if it wasn't necessary.

The good thing was that it all went well.

In fact, for Andy, it didn't matter which House he would enter, after all, the things he learnt in all four houses were the same.

But the thing about the atmosphere of the House, sometimes it does affect people.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Andy with slight surprise, this mischievous young wizard was not a Gryffindor?

The Sorting Hat made a mistake?

But this is good, the Sorting Hat has finally done something good.

Feeling Professor McGonagall's gaze, Andy turned his head to look, but Professor McGonagall acted as if nothing had happened and continued with the House Sorting.

'Just now, that...shouldn't be an illusion, right?'

Andy was a little surprised, could it be Professor McGonagall had discovered his one-in-a-million talent?

When he walked to the Ravenclaw long table, a few slightly older seniors were kind enough to let Andy sit next to them. Andy thanked them and found a random seat.

The Sorting continued, and soon it was time for someone Andy was familiar with.

"Hermione Granger!" Professor McGonagall recited.

Hermione practically ran to the stool and hurriedly placed the hat on her head.

This time the Sorting went on for a long time, and Andy could see that Hermione seemed to be whispering something to the Sorting Hat.

After about two or three minutes, the Sorting Hat shouted, "Ravenclaw!"

Pfft...

It was a good thing Andy hadn't been drinking water, otherwise he might have sprayed a mouthful in the face of the boy across the table at this moment.

What the hell?

Shouldn't Hermione be a Gryffindor?

How did she get into Ravenclaw?

For the first time, Andy became clearly aware that the butterfly effect triggered by the time traveller had started.

It was a good thing that all of this had nothing to do with Andy.

As early as the beginning when he crossed over, Andy had already treated this place as a brand-new world, not a film he had seen in his previous life.

Since it is a brand-new world, then naturally there is no such thing as a plot.

As for the grudge between the Saviour and Voldemort, that was only someone else's story.

While Andy would have his own story.

This world is big, and Voldemort didn't overthrow the British Ministry of Magic at the peak of his power, so this 'Saviour' title is in fact quite watered down.

Only...

The original Saviour trio was already trolled by the fans of the previous world as 'Hermione and her two useless men', and now that Hermione is gone, there are only two useless men left.

How tragic!

Good luck to you guys.

Hermione walked over to Andy and sat down next to him amidst the round of applause.

Andy laughed softly, "Welcome to Ravenclaw!"

"Thanks!"

Hermione tilted her chin up proudly, "I think you're right, a quieter learning environment might suit me better. The Sorting Hat said that both Ravenclaw and Gryffindor would be a good fit for me, but I chose Ravenclaw."

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