Hogwarts Shippuden Chapter 43

After Professor McGonagall left, the little wizards waiting for the branch chatted.

"Hey! Harry!" A red-haired boy poked his friend who was standing beside him, with a schadenfreude in his tone, "It turned out that it was Malfoy and the others who were just attacked by that water dragon."

Seeing Malfoy being unlucky, Harry felt overjoyed, and said in a tone similar to Ron's, "I wish I could give Malfoy the same."

The two of them had had a bad time with Draco on the train earlier, and Harry was not very impressed by Draco's arrogant attitude, and Ron almost had a fight with Draco. stand up.

"How could they accurately assign us to which college?" Hermione's face was full of nervousness.

Kyle spread his hands, "Professor Dumbledore said that we are going to duel with a giant monster, and we will decide the academy based on our performance."

In fact, the sorting ceremony just requires wearing a worn and old hat, and then the hat will tell which house the little wizard should go to.

However, Hogwarts has a fine tradition of "sorting intimidation" for first-year wizards, and it may be that their parents have been cheated like this before.

They felt that they could not be the only ones to be deceived, so this kind of "sorting intimidation" was passed down inexplicably and became a well-established tradition.

Hearing Kyle's words, Hannah, Hermione, and Neville all turned pale.

"It's over, is it too late to drop out of school now?" Hermione's tone was full of horror, "I haven't mastered a few magics, how could I possibly beat trolls!"

Kyle, who knew the inside story of the branch, looked at the panicked three with a satisfied smile on his face.

Just when Kyle was immersed in the mischief, Neville suddenly jumped up and down next to him, and there were several people screaming loudly behind him. Kyle turned his head and looked, it turned out to be a ghost.

Twenty ghosts suddenly jumped out from the wall behind the crowd. This way of appearing is really scary.

These pearly white, translucent ghosts, gliding across the room, whispering, paying little attention to these first-year students.

A ghost in a corrugated leotard suddenly spotted the first-year students.

"Hey! Kyle! Hope you get a Gryffindor!"

Kyle greeted the other party with a smile, "Hello, Sir Nicholas, it depends on the sorting ceremony."

Hermione, who was standing behind Kyle, pulled Rachel's clothes, "You know them?"

"Before this, I lived here for a few months." Kyle explained.

Professor McGonagall returned as the ghosts drifted through the walls.

"Now, in a single line," Professor McGonagall said to the first-year students, "follow me."

They walked out of the room, through the foyer, and through a double door behind them into the luxurious dining room.

The other classes in the academy were already sitting around the four long tables. Kyle was in the ranks of the first-year freshmen, constantly waving to several companions from the Alliance of Fathers.

The twin brothers stood up from the dining table, their hands beside their mouths trumpeted, and shouted at Kyle: "Kyle! I hope you can come to Gryffindor!"

Kyle helped his forehead helplessly. Why did everyone want him to be sent to Gryffindor Academy?

Is it because the previous Dumbledore graduated from Gryffindor House?

Rather than going to Gryffindor, Kyle still prefers to go to Hufflepuff.

As a physique practitioner, the most inseparable thing is nutritional intake. If he goes to Hufflepuff, it will be more convenient for him to visit the kitchen.

Kyle swears that this is definitely not because of his gluttony.

Professor McGonagall brought the first-year students to the faculty seats and had them line up facing the students, with the teachers behind them.

The candlelight flickered, and hundreds of faces stared at them like pale lanterns. Ghosts also shone dimly silver light among the students.

To avoid their gaze, Hermione looked up and saw the velvety black ceiling glittering with stars.

She whispered: "There is a spell here, it looks like the sky outside, I read it in "Hogwarts, A History of the School"."

Uh... Kyle wanted to tell her that the dining room in his castle had the same ceiling.

But it was suspected of showing off his wealth, so Kyle dismissed the idea.

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.

Everyone in the restaurant was staring at the hat, and for a while the restaurant that had been somewhat noisy became silent.

Kyle silently took out his wand and cast a closed earplug on himself.

In the next part, if nothing else, the Sorting Hat should sing. Kyle had already learned several times in Dumbledore's headmaster's office about the piercing magic sound of the Sorting Hat.

Closing the earplugs to listen to this magic is what Kyle specially prepared for it.

Sure enough, the Sorting Hat twisted, and a wide slit opened in the brim of the hat, like a mouth.

The Sorting Hat began to sing.

"You may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge people by their appearance..."

"So, we just need to wear this hat?" Hermione whispered to Kyle after the Sorting Hat finished singing.

Kyle's body suddenly froze.

It's over, I had a lot of fun lying about it just now, and I forgot to send it to the crematorium when the truth was revealed.

"This... This is what Professor Dumbledore told me." Kyle turned his head and explained to Little Beaver in a low voice.

Hermione gave Kyle a suspicious look, "Is that really the case?"

"Now! Be quiet!" Professor McGonagall, who suddenly spoke, saved Kyle's life.

At this time, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in his hand, "Whoever name I call now, put on a hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

"Hannah Abbott!"

The black-haired little Lolita stumbled out of the queue and put on her hat, which just covered her eyes. She sat down.

The Sorting Hat paused for a moment and announced loudly, "Hufflepuff!"

The people at the table on the right applauded and cheered Hannah, welcoming her to sit at their table. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Susan Burns!" "Hufflepuff!"

"Terry Boot!" "Ravenclaw!"

Soon, Professor McGonagall called out Kyle's name.

"Kyle Dumbledore!"

There was a sudden humming whisper in the dining room like the hissing of a small fire.

"Dumbledore? Professor McGonagall just said Dumbledore?"

Hearing Kyle's surname, Malfoy was a little frightened. He co-authored that he had offended Principal Dumbledore's relatives to death during this time?

A strange professor with a pale face and a strange headscarf on the stage shot back and forth between Dumbledore and Kyle with a strange look.

But neither Dumbledore nor Kyle noticed his strange look.

When Professor McGonagall put the dirty hat on Kyle's soft blond hair, the Sorting Hat, which Dumbledore had ordered, grinned: "Gran—"

A hand covered the Sorting Hat's mouth, "Shut up!"

Dumbledore, who thought he was in control of everything, instantly froze the smile on his face.

Professor McGonagall's face also became a little ugly, his mouth was tightly pursed, his brows were almost raised up, and even his glasses shone with a terrifying light.

The corners of Snape's mouth evoked a subtle arc.

Kyle covered the mouth of the Sorting Hat with his right hand, took out his wand with his left hand, and aimed at the tip of the Sorting Hat's wand and ignited a faint blue flame of the Grindelwald family's ancestry.

Although it was just an ordinary flame rather than a fierce flame, the color of this flame also managed to make Dumbledore's mouth twitch.

"Speak! Hufflepuff!"

With Kyle's voice, the air in the entire auditorium seemed to freeze at this moment.

Chapter end

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