Chapter 8

Chapter 8; Farce At The Sorting Ceremony

on the high platform.

The Sorting Hat suddenly split open and became his mouth.

Singing the shitty Sorting Hat song

As the Sorting Hat's voice fell, the auditorium burst into applause. The Sorting Hat bowed to the four Houses one by one, and finally remained motionless.

At this time, Professor McGonagall took out a piece of parchment and said loudly

"Next, the classmates I'm chanting names, please go to the high platform, put on the sorting hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

"Iron!, I'm sorry, Hannah Abbott!"

Professor McGonagall was very puzzled, and said these words unconsciously.

The iron Hannah Abbott hurried over, put on the hat, and the hat immediately shouted – "Hufflepuff."

The Hufflepuffs cheered loudly, applauding their first new school girl.

Next, one has a name pronounced. Whenever the Sorting Hat shouted the name of the house, the house would applaud. Gryffindor was the loudest, and the two redheads were still booing when Slytherin was announced.

finally. .

"Alvin Gaunt!"

When Professor McGonagall called out the name loudly, the professor on the high platform immediately cast a gaze.

The people of Slytherin Academy were also very sensitive to this name, and they craned their necks, wanting to see what this legendary last orphan of the Gaunt family looked like.

In the queue of freshmen, a cute Loli with fluffy brown hair and a messy head also cast a startled look.

Alvin didn't seem to notice this, and he came to the Sorting Hat in front of everyone's eyes. He glanced at the sorting hat in disgust, as if he had made a great determination to put it on his head.

"The boy of Damn it, I am the hat of the founder of Hogwarts, and countless excellent wizards have chosen the appropriate academy under my assignment."

The Sorting Hat's voice echoed in Alvin's mind.

"Oh? That great Sorting Hat, didn't so many good wizards think of cleaning you up?"

"Who said no, two hundred years ago, a Gryffindor kid threw me into the Black Lake. I cleaned it up."

Alvin couldn't help but complain. Washed once two hundred years ago, you are really "clean".

"Slytherin's blood, what else to say!"

"S!"

"Stop! I'm going to Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw!"

Hearing the Sorting Hat, Alvin kept repeating Ravenclaw in his head.

"Why? Although you also have a thirst for knowledge, your ambitions for magic and your bloodline prove that you are a natural Slytherin."

"Bloodline is not the standard for sorting, right? My own desire and my quality are the most important, aren't they?"

"You said that I have the qualities of Ravenclaw, then let me go to Ravenclaw!"

Uncompromising, Alvin kept sending the Sorting Hat his desire to go to Ravenclaw.

"Okay boy, as long as you promise me, come and do a cleaning for me when you have time, I will promise you."

"No problem," Alvin agreed immediately.

"If Rowena found out, he would definitely laugh at this fellow Salazar."

"Ravenclaw!"

The Sorting Hat read it out loud, not only the little wizards were stunned, but even the professors on the teacher's chair were stunned.

Just now, the Sorting Hat Slytherin had already shouted half, but it stopped abruptly, and after a silence, it became Ravenclaw. Especially Snape, the coldness on his face seemed to act as a refrigerant.

For nearly a thousand years at Hogwarts, there has never been a little wizard who forcibly reversed the Sorting Hat's will and re-selected the house.

As a result, now, there is a little wizard in front of him, who strongly rejected Slytherin and chose Ravenclaw. Isn't that hitting him in the face?

Dumbledore's eyes buried under his glasses flashed a golden light of interest. He didn't expect that the little guy from the Gaunt family didn't go to Slytherin, which was a big surprise to him.

The students at the long Slytherin table also understood this truth. After a short period of shock, they looked at Alvin in the middle with hatred, and they wanted to take out their wands and give him a bite.

Alvin didn't care about this, and happily placed the Sorting Hat on the stool. Suddenly he took out his wand and pointed it at the Sorting Hat.

"Clear water is like a spring!"

Immediately, a stream of white water spurted out from the tip of his staff and shot on top of the Sorting Hat.

"Oh! Ah! shit, comfortable"

"Boy, you are really good, you are much better than that kid two hundred years ago! More! I want more!"

Alvin has a black line on his head. Where did this broken hat learn from, and why is his words so strange.

Ignoring the shouting of the Sorting Hat, Alvin turned and walked towards the Ravenclaw table. And the little wizards gradually came to their senses, and the fierce applause came from the long table of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.

Especially a pair of red-haired twins, shouting excitedly at Alvin

"Nice job, Alvin! You should be in Gryffindor! So cool!"

Then, he was suppressed by another older red hair.

Walking to Qiu's side, and looking at Qiu's surprised eyes, Alvin sat down and hugged Qiu tightly. whispered to her

"I am coming."

"Welcome to Ravenclaw!" Qiu was very excited, seeing that the boy in front of him had become the first person in Hogwarts history to openly change the will of the Sorting Hat because of himself. Very moved.

Alvin looked at the girl whose eyes were full of admiration and surprise, and gently held Qiu's hand, and the two had an intimate conversation.

The uproar caused by Alvin was suspended and the sorting ceremony continued.

When Hermione came on stage, she glanced at Alvin, but was still assigned to Gryffindor.

Then it was Harry's turn, which caused another sensation. When Harry was assigned to Gryffindor, Gryffindor burst into cheers. The twins shouted "We have Harry! We have Harry!"

But it didn't affect Qiu and Alvin, they were fighting with each other. In this regard, Ravenclaw's senior sisters are very worried, and finally such a handsome junior came, and Qiu Jie took the lead.

Soon, the sorting ceremony was over. Dumbledore stood up, and the noise in the audience gradually subsided. Looking at the little wizard sitting under the stage, a look of relief flashed in his eyes. These students, this school, are the proof of his life.

Looking around, Dumbledore spoke.

"Welcome everyone, welcome to Hogwarts, and before the banquet, I want to say a few words, and that is: "Idiot! cry! Residue! screw! "Thank you everyone!" After he finished speaking, he sat down, a mad old man who looked nothing like the greatest white wizard of the 20th century.

Under everyone's stunned eyes, the plate in front of the students was suddenly filled with food.

The banquet has officially begun!