The decoration in the auditorium was magnificent, with gleaming gold plates and goblets everywhere, and thousands of candles overhead lighting up the auditorium.
It is worth mentioning that the stars are twinkling on the ceiling of the auditorium, and from time to time two clouds float up to hide the moon.
Joel knew that the ceiling of the auditorium had been enchanted to make it look like the sky outside.
Four academic long tables are arranged in a regular manner, and the innermost side of the auditorium is a row of long tables arranged horizontally, on which sit a group of professors with different appearances and costumes.
Professor McGonagall led them to stand in a row in front of the teachers' table, facing hundreds of people from the four colleges in front of them.
Joel stood next to Allen and could clearly feel that his body was shaking.
Allen was thinking about what he should do when he faced the Welsh Green Dragon later: he could shout out the phrase "Oliji" that Joel taught him to boost his morale, and then use the floating spell he had just learned to throw it casually.
Something hit the green dragon on the head.
Then...then it seemed like he couldn't do anything anymore.
You can imagine that the giant dragon opened its bloody mouth and bit off his little head with a roar.
So scary!
Allen's face turned pale. Even though the auditorium was very warm, he still felt the cold seeping into his skin through his robe, freezing his blood into ice.
At this time, Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students, and placed a tattered and patched wizard's hat on the stool.
It was the Sorting Hat. Joel looked at this wizard's hat that was twisting restlessly on the stool and felt a little nervous.
My Occlumency is only intermediate, and I don't know if I can hide it from the Sorting Hat's Legilimency.
He abandoned the noise from the outside world and concentrated all his attention. He could even hear his heart beating crazily in his chest.
After the hat twisted a few times, he spoke and sang the sorting song.
"I am the magic hat used for testing at Hogwarts, so naturally I am superior to your hats.
No thought hidden in your mind can escape the golden eyes of the devil hat.
Put it on and try it on me, and I will tell you which college you should be assigned to..." (There are too many words in the full text, in case someone says I am too short on word count, the author will not repeat the full text)
Allen covered his mouth and let out a scream. The sound was not loud, but Joel and Qiu beside him heard it.
With tears in his eyes, he looked at Joel: "So the sorting ceremony is just about putting on this magic hat?"
"I think so." Joel shrugged, while Qiu beside her covered her mouth and snickered.
"Qiu, what are you laughing at?" Allen wiped his tears and sobbed.
"I...I remembered something happy." Qiu hesitated with a roll of his eyes.
At this time, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in her hand.
"Whoever's name I call will sit on the stool, put on this hat and wait for the sorting!" Professor McGonagall said, "Katie Bell!"
The tall and lanky girl ran over with long legs and put the Sorting Hat on her head. The Sorting Hat twisted the girl's head twice and made a decision: "Gryffindor!"
The Sorting Hat shouted loudly, and the girl quickly took off the Sorting Hat and handed it back to Professor McGonagall, facing the Gryffindor table who cheered for her.
"Alan Bott!"
The second person whose name was called was Alan. Standing next to Joel, he shivered unnaturally, wiped away his tears with his hands, and walked to Professor McGonagall.
He slowly climbed onto the four-legged stool, then folded his calves, and Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on his head.
His head was too small, the hat covered his eyes, and it was dark before him.
The Sorting Hat twisted restlessly on Allen's head.
"Okay, okay, let's go then..." After a minute, the Sorting Hat finally made a decision, "Ravenclaw!"
There was applause on the long sky-blue Ravenclaw table. Allen took off his hat and stumbled down, but was caught in time by a senior Ravenclaw student.
Allen looked at the smiling faces of the Ravenclaw students, and the nervousness in his heart gradually eased. The chill that penetrated his blood was dispelled by their smiles, and he smiled shyly.
"Qiu Zhang!"
When Qiu's name was called, she quickly stepped forward, sat obediently on the chair, and let the Sorting Hat twist on her head.
"Ravenclaw!"
"Marietta Ikemo!"
"Ravenclaw!"
There are so many Ravenclaws this year, including Ellen, Marietta, Qiu...
Freshmen were called out one after another, and the number of freshmen around Joel decreased little by little, as if the hourglass used as a countdown was about to run out, and he became increasingly uneasy.
"Cormac McLagan!"
A chubby boy with a big body and a round waist jumped up onto the four-legged stool with great agility. The Sorting Hat did not hesitate for a long time this time.
"Gryffindor!"
"Joel Taylor!" Professor McGonagall finally called his name.
Joel took a deep breath and cleared all his distracting thoughts. When it came time to go on stage, he was not as nervous as when he was waiting.
Years of experience in preparing for exams in his previous life have maximized his ability to withstand stress.
He sat on the four-legged stool, closed his eyes slightly, and Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on his head.
"She's so cute." He heard a senior girl in the audience say.
"Yes, yes, he will definitely be handsome when he grows up." Someone else agreed next to him.
The corners of Joel's mouth raised slightly.
"You brat, what are you thinking about?" A voice suddenly woke him up from inside him. It was the Sorting Hat, "I have never seen such a shameless person!"
Joel opened his eyes. Is there any nymphomaniac senior in the audience?
Everyone was looking down at the empty plates in front of them! It must have been that the sorting ceremony went on for too long, and most of the students were already hungry.
No one is paying attention to this little transparent guy. After all, he is not the Boy Who Lived.
The sorting hat twisted restlessly on Joel's head twice.
"Okay, okay," the Sorting Hat was a little embarrassed, "I have to admit that you are different in terms of narcissism..."
"You also have a very bright mind. This academy specializes in accepting students like you, who are paranoid, eccentric, unique, and possess great wisdom..."
"Ravenclaw!" the Sorting Hat shouted.
The long Ravenclaw table burst into applause, and Joel walked down to sit with Allen and others.
After shaking hands with the senior students who greeted him, Joel finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He used his superb skills to paralyze himself, imagining that someone in the audience was praising his appearance, thereby showing his narcissism, and then distracted the Sorting Hat, without going deep into his brain, and used Legilimency to forcibly extract the information in his brain.
memory.
Sorting was completed in a hurry.
Plan passes!
Joel is a little complacent, he is really a genius (Li Yunlong.jpg).