Danilova was stunned for a moment, and the motto once said by the founder of Ravenclaw College in "Hogwarts: A School History" subconsciously appeared in her mind: Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest strength of mankind.
wealth.
If she had to choose one of the four houses, Ravenclaw would undoubtedly be the place she wanted to go to the most.
"call……"
Danilova took a long breath of relief and walked down the steps briskly.
At the second table to her right, the Ravenclaw students were clapping and cheering towards her, welcoming her to take a seat at their table. No student was alienated because of Danilova's nationality.
, rejecting her, when she joined the ranks of Ravenclaw House, several senior students even stood up excitedly and rushed to talk to her.
Among Hogwarts, students from foreign countries are extremely rare.
"Hoffa Bach!"
"Ravenclaw!" the hat shouted again. A boy with short black hair quickly put down his hat and ran to the long table of Ravenclaw House. After hesitating for a few seconds, he sat down with some restraint on Roger.
Next to Davis' group of boys.
"Harper Powell!"
"Slytherin!"
A burst of cheers erupted from the Slytherin table, welcoming the new arrival.
On the other side, Gryffindor House seems to be facing off against Slytherin. Whenever a new student joins, the long tables of the two houses will burst into cheers that are higher than the last time.
It looked like two civet cats fighting each other.
Danilova didn't know much about the competition between Hogwarts houses.
Compared to the freshmen of the other three colleges, she focused more on the freshmen who, like her, joined Ravenclaw House - if nothing else, those would be her next seven years.
The peer you have spent the longest time with.
If nothing else goes wrong, at the same time, these people will also become her strong opponents in future study exams.
"Qirabi Carroll!"
"Ravenclaw!"
This is a small, shy-looking girl. She seemed a little confused when she was going down the steps. She ran over with her hat on, and finally trotted back amidst the good-natured laughter and handed the hat back to Mai.
Professor Ge.
As for her sister, Celeve Carol, she was sorted into Gryffindor.
Immediately afterwards, two more boys were assigned to Ravenclaw.
Verne Kemond, a sunny boy with blond hair as bright as the sun and blue eyes, his face is resolute but not old-fashioned, and his figure is much stronger than most of his peers. He looks like someone who stepped out of a medieval oil painting.
knight squire.
Alan Harris, who joined the Ravenclaw table shortly after, also has brilliant blond hair, but his temperament is completely different from Verne. The boy's soft light blond hair sticks to his scalp obediently.
, the whole person looks elegant and refreshing, just like the legendary top students who attend private colleges in the families of wealthy Europeans.
Of course, as soon as the two boys joined the Ravenclaw table, they were "caught" aside by Roger Davis, who was watching eagerly before they had time to sit down - as the member of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team.
Captain, Roger is really eager to add new blood to the team. Last year they were at the bottom of the five teams from four colleges.
Danilova discovered that sometimes the hat would immediately shout out the name of the college.
But other times it takes some time to make a decision. I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Most of the little wizards who sit on the stool for more than half a minute will eventually be sorted into Gryffindor or be sorted.
To Ravenclaw.
At this moment, Professor McGonagall glanced at the parchment and paused.
The vice-principal of Hogwarts raised her head, glanced at the young wizards standing in front of her, pursed her lips, her serious expression seemed to soften a little, and showed a rare slight smile, and whispered softly
road.
"Irina Ivanovich!"
Professor McGonagall's pause was not obvious, and the students did not notice this small change.
However, as Professor McGonagall read out the name, the conversation in the Hogwarts staff seats in the distance stopped almost at the same time. Everyone, including Professor Dumbledore, turned their heads and looked at each other with different expressions.
That girl.
Irina Ivanovich - Danilova looked at the thin girl nervously.
If there are any peers in the first grade who will bring insurmountable pressure to Danilova, then Irina Ivanovich is definitely the one who brings the first place. Danilova almost
I have never seen a smile on Irina's face.
To be precise, a smile comes from the heart, rather than...
…
In the center of the auditorium, next to the Sorting Hat.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, Miss Ivanovich."
Minerva McGonagall looked at the little witch in front of her and said softly.
"If you are a little confused, I suggest you consider choosing Gryffindor. I communicated with Mr. Ivanovich at the International Transfiguration Seminar decades ago, and I believe he is a great,
An honest wizard."
Unlike the other child from the Russian non-magical world, Irina's situation is undoubtedly more special.
Earlier, Minerva McGonagall had heard the story about the Ivanovich family from Dumbledore - as the "granddaughter of Ivanovich" and the descendants of the "Wizard's Death"
, if it weren’t for the combined pressure of Albus Dumbledore and Newt Scamander, Irina might never have been able to enter a magic school.
It's just...that's all they can do.
Whether it is Newt Scamander or Albus Dumbledore, most of their influence is still limited to Europe. The British wizarding world wants to cross the English Channel to influence people in the far East.
The acquiescence decision of the Russian Ministry of Magic, Kodosdoriz Magic School, and even the International Federation of Wizards is really beyond their capabilities.
As for Mag, there is even less she can do.
Try to take care of her as much as you can. This is all Minerva McGonagall can do.
"...Thank you, Professor McGonagall."
Irina Ivanovich straightened her back and shook her head politely.
"But - sorry, I already have a college I want to go to..."
The girl pursed her lips into a thin line, held up the Sorting Hat solemnly, and then put it on.
The moment the huge hat brim slid down to cover her sight, Irina Ivanovich's mind suddenly flashed back to last night, when she was standing on the bridge of the Hyperion, with Elena in her ear.
What he said softly.
"Those who work for everyone will freeze to death in the wind and snow; those who open the way for the world will be trapped in thorns... This world should not be like this! Miss Ivanovich, if you just plan to have a wonderful and meaningless time,
If you want a carefree school time, then Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or even Ravenclaw are all good choices for you."
"but……"
"If you plan to change the world with me and get back the honor your grandfather deserves, then..."
In the dark world, Irina clung to the edge of the stool.
"Slytherin?" a small voice asked.
"Are you really sure? You are a brave child, and you are not bad at heart. As for your talent, it is rare in Hogwarts... Although Slytherin will help you to achieve glory, it is destined to be a lonely road.
The cold road, it - for the greater good, at all costs? Well...since you insist like this...then of course, Slytherin!"
Irina heard the hat shout the name to the entire auditorium.
She took off her hat, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to the Slytherin table with trembling legs.
Elena Kaslana passed the first level, and the Sorting Hat at Hogwarts verified her determination. She successfully entered Slytherin, which has the largest number of pure-blood wizard families and is also the most stubborn.
College.
Next, there is only one task left - to completely conquer this place... and then change the world!
And before that...
Amidst the applause and cheers of the Slytherin students, Irina responded with a smile gracefully and appropriately, while turning her gaze towards the little witch with a somewhat dazed look. At least she could not lose to another one of the same age as her.
"Na".
only……
Irina didn't notice that while she was looking at Luna, Danilova was also secretly looking at her.
…
By this time, there were not many people left.
When Professor McGonagall called Luna Lovegood's name, there was a buzzing whisper in the auditorium, a hissing sound like a small flame. Compared to other freshmen, Luna's popularity and popularity were obviously higher.
More than one level higher.
Not to mention that as the "group favorite" of Hogwarts last year, LVO's Luna reduced the "dungeon difficulty" for many students at the end of the semester.
In addition, Luna's family also runs "The Quibbler", "A Bite of Hogwarts", "Into the Magic" and a series of the most popular top publications in the wizarding world - you know, no matter what
Whether you want to run for prefect, male and female student union president, or want to find a good job in the wizarding world, most of them need to have published one or two articles.
What's more important is that Luna still has a huge score bonus from the previous school year.
As for Luna Lovegood's Academy affiliation, there is no doubt about it...
"Ravenclaw!"
The Sorting Hat almost touched the tip of Luna's hair before shouting loudly.
Immediately afterwards, the loudest cheers and cheers erupted in the auditorium tonight. Danilova clearly heard the senior sisters around her sighing in relief, followed by deafening cheers and screams.
.
The past school year has been really miserable for Ravenclaw House——
The college ranks at the bottom of the school. The Quidditch team is on the verge of disbanding. At least two or three days a month are spent in the corridors. There are always the fewest hot dishes on the table. There is a lack of freshmen in the lower grades. All grades have been comprehensively reviewed.
suppress……
With the sound of the Sorting Hat falling...
At the same time, a series of crisp, ding-ding-dong-dong sounds suddenly came from the college hourglass outside the auditorium foyer.
In the swaying firelight, sapphires fell like raindrops, hitting the bottom of Ravenclaw's hourglass, making a pleasant and beautiful sound. The stamping feet and cheers of the Ravenclaw students became more and more deafening, and the cheers became deafening.
The sound almost overturned the enchanted ceiling, and the magic candles above their heads seemed to be shaking slightly from the sound.
"Quiet! Quiet! The sorting is not over yet!"
Professor McGonagall had to pull out her wand and cast magic to make her voice sound like thunder in order to cover up the deafening cheers and stamping of the Ravenclaw students, especially the girls.
"Everyone, I suggest that you put the celebration ceremony in the lounge tonight...otherwise, I may have to consider removing some of the scores from your college hourglass in advance - maybe, all of it?"
With the cold voice of Professor McGonagall, the warm atmosphere in the auditorium seemed to have pressed the pause button, and as if the sound was instantly pulled away, it suddenly became quiet, leaving only the cheerful air beating on the long table.
.
Of course, to be more precise, it should be the atmosphere around the Ravenclaw House's table.
The joys and sorrows of human wizards are not the same, and the young wizards from the other three colleges only think that they are noisy.
There are only four wizards left waiting for assignment.
And Ravenclaw House's luck is obviously far from over.
Except for Ginny Weasley who became the new student of Gryffindor as expected, the remaining three little wizards: Alvin Mason, Alex Stoker, Zoe Siegel,
All were sorted into Ravenclaw by the Sorting Hat.
"Very good, wonderful, wonderful!"
Professor Flitwick clapped his hands excitedly and wiped the corners of his eyes.
Ever since Elena entered school, he had even been mentally prepared to accompany him in the Academy Cup for seven consecutive years. However, the potential shown by the Ravenclaw freshmen this year gave Flitwick hope again.
As a reserved headmaster of Ravenclaw, he would not be like McGonagall, Snape, and Sprout, participating in the competition for a certain problem student for the sake of mere Academy Cup results - one of them
On the one hand, it's because of Ravenclaw's traditional arrogance, but on the other hand, the main reason is... Elena didn't give Ravenclaw a chance to take advantage of her!
Even the friendship in Charms class was limited to Flitwick and Elena.
Alas, what a pity...
Professor Flitwick glanced at the silver-haired witch in front of him who was talking to Professor McGonagall with some regret. If Luna Lovegood had officially enrolled in school last year, given how crazy this little white-haired dumpling was, she would have said
Maybe we'll end up in Ravenclaw.
Given that Luna Lovegood’s admission is already on the final list.
Even though there was a brief commotion, the sorting ceremony did not last long.
As Ginny Weasley was sorted into Gryffindor, Professor McGonagall finally stopped reading her name and slowly put away the large roll of parchment list in her hand. According to the previous process,
Next is the dinner party.
"it's time……"
Ron Weasley said, grabbing the knife and fork and looking longingly at the gold plate in front of him.
It's not that Mrs. Weasley's cooking skills have declined, it's just that the food cooked in the Hogwarts kitchen is so delicious. God knows how much he has missed being in the Hogwarts Great Hall in the past two months or so.
of delicacies.
In fact, it's not just Ron.
As the last freshman entered the long table, almost all the children subconsciously grabbed their knives and forks, either looking at the empty plate in front of them and starting to giggle, or looking pitifully at Dumbledore, who was sitting in the center of the staff seat.
Waiting for dinner to begin.
Amid everyone's expectations, Professor Dumbledore stood up.
He looked at the students with a smile, opened his arms in a welcoming gesture, and nothing seemed to make him happier than seeing students once again filling the Hogwarts auditorium. The old man took a deep breath, and said
The sound echoed in the auditorium.
"Welcome! Welcome everyone..."
"Ahem! I'm so sorry, Principal Dumbledore."
Unprecedentedly, Professor McGonagall suddenly cleared her throat, interrupting Dumbledore's voice.
"This year's sorting ceremony is over, but there was still one person who didn't wear a hat in last year's sorting ceremony. I think that both from a traditional and institutional perspective, we'd better take this opportunity to make up for this link."
Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and glanced meaningfully at Elena.
"You think so, Miss Elena Kaslana -"
"Minerva! Oh no, Professor McGonagall! You may not be quite right!"
Pomona Sprout, who was chatting with Madam Pomfrey with a smile, changed her face, frowned heavily, and spoke calmly with a hint of determination in her soft tone.
"There is no doubt that Miss Kaslana is a student of Hufflepuff House. This is acknowledged by the Sorting Hat herself. As far as I know - in the history of Hogwarts, there has never been a student who has been sorted twice.
A comical precedent from both chambers.”
"but……"
At this moment, a slow voice suddenly floated out.
Severus Snape rubbed his chin, looked at Elena carefully, and then casually glanced at Irina Ivanovich sitting at the Slytherin table, thoughtfully
Said softly.
"If I remember correctly, Miss Kaslana did not wear the Sorting Hat, and the judgment about her being sorted into Hufflepuff seems to be unfounded - put on the hat and wait for the sorting, this is Hogwart
The tradition of Ci."
"Professor Snape? Phew...ok, very good...I understand..."
Pomona Sprout's face froze and she glanced sharply at Head of Slytherin who was sitting on Dumbledore's right.
Now she finally understands why Gryffindor and Slytherin made an exception to award Elena with a special prefect medal, and in an extremely rare event, they joined forces to sing in harmony - they wanted to compete for the ownership of Elena's year-end points.
In other words, the ownership of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry’s House Cup this year.
"Filius, what do you think? From an objective perspective..."
Professor Sprout took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the displeasure in his heart, and turned his head to look at Professor Flitwick.
Since last semester, she has known that Gryffindor and Slytherin have been coveting the cabbage in their own vegetable patch. Fortunately, not all college professors are so lacking in bottom line, at least Ravenclaw has always been
It's on her side.
According to the tacit understanding of Hogwarts, if there is a tie vote on an issue, the status quo will usually remain unchanged - unless there are special circumstances, Albus Dumbledore will not take the initiative to favor someone.
One side.
"Huh? In my opinion, Elena Kaslana is certainly a student of Hufflepuff House..."
Filius Flivi was stunned and answered without hesitation.
Phew...fortunately, Ravenclaw is still trustworthy as always.
However, before Professor Sprout's smile could appear, the small, aloof dean of Ravenclaw College paused for a few seconds and suddenly cleared his throat with a serious look on his face.
He added an extra sentence.
"Because of this, I think it doesn't matter even if Miss Kaslana completes the sorting process - it is not us, not the students, who have the right to decide the sorting in Hogwarts, but the wisdom of the Four Giants."
The Sorting Hat."
"Filius, you!"
"Three to one, the result is obvious..."
Professor McGonagall had a victorious smile on her face, lowered her head and glanced at Elena.
"Then, Miss Kaslana, hurry up - the whole school has been waiting for a long time. It's better for us to complete this ceremony as soon as possible. Didn't you say before that after becoming a prefect, you will set an example and abide by school rules?
?"
"this……"
Elena's mouth twitched and she swallowed.
This was completely different from her previous thoughts. In the original version, the script she had discussed with Professor McGonagall was to mix in the freshmen's branch, disguise it as an accident, put on a hat symbolically, and deal with it.
Just one click.
Instead of... delivering the certificate of nomination in such a clear-cut manner in front of everyone!
Elena glanced at Professor Sprout not far away from the corner of her eyes, took the Sorting Hat from Professor McGonagall with a headache, and rubbed the worn hat with a frown - if she had known that today, she would
I won't threaten the hat anymore.
There is no doubt that what the older cat lady did today was definitely a well-planned act of revenge.
If that's the case, then...
Elena sighed softly and put the sorting hat on her head with a determined expression.
"Hey, hat... let's cooperate, otherwise..."
While the girl was thinking this, the faces of Gellert Grindelwald, Newt Scamander, the members of the SCP Foundation, the scene of the gathering of saints, and the Hyperion in the high seas appeared in her mind.
Pictures of weapons being tested, Gringotts Goblins' thousands of years of war reserves, the appearance of mushroom clouds rising from the ground...
After the Sorting Hat was silent for at least dozens of seconds, there was a hint of vibrato in those familiar little voices.
"...Dear Queen, everything is subject to your will."
Sure enough, knowledge is the most precious wealth of mankind.
Facts have proved that a hat may not understand mathematics, but it can definitely understand art.
Elena raised the corners of her mouth slightly and nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good, then, read out the names of the four houses of Hogwarts in turn, and then... let's loop endlessly!"
"This..." The Sorting Hat twisted its body sadly.
"Come on! Until Professor McGonagall takes you off my head—"
"well……"
The Sorting Hat let out a reluctant sigh, and then, with everyone watching, he shouted like a broken jar.