Chapter 649: The Choice of the Sorting Hat

"Oh yes... Gryffindor!"

The sorting ceremony has already begun, whether it is the freshmen in front of the stage or the old students in the audience, they are all looking forward to it at this moment. You know, for every outstanding student in the college, the college is likely to get more college points.

Beside the high stool, Maca looked at every freshman who sat on the stool with a smile on his face, and sincerely wished them a wonderful school life. In front of him, a scroll of parchment floated leisurely, on which was registered the list of freshmen for this school year.

Taking the Sorting Hat from the little girl who was sorted into Gryffindor House in front of her, Maca nodded at her, and then glanced at the parchment again.

"Next," he read aloud, "Sarah Hohenheim."

As Maca announced her name, Sarah immediately walked out of the queue of freshmen in front of the teaching staff. I have to say that her petite and cute appearance is enough to make everyone focus on her. If she can always maintain the obedient and reserved behavior she is today, she will definitely not be afraid of not having a male classmate who follows her behind.

"... Please sit down!"

When Sarah walked to the high stool, Maka stretched out her hand to signal.

"thanks."

Sarah leaned slightly towards Maca, and then turned around and sat on the stool, so Maca put the sorting hat on top of her head. As soon as the hat fell on her head, she suddenly let out a light snort.

"Huh?" the Sorting Hat muttered in a confused voice, "Excellent intelligence and knowledge, and a mental will that surprises the Hat...a little bookworm? Hmm...talent! Excellent talent! It's a pity... ...talent is not talent, shame on the hat..."

The Sorting Hat murmured very softly, but others might not be able to hear it clearly, but Sarah could obviously hear it herself. When she heard the words "talent is not talent", her eyes wandered for a moment.

"Where should I be sorted?" She spoke suddenly, interrupting the Sorting Hat's muttering.

"Oh, does it need to be said?" The Sorting Hat twisted its tip and shouted cheerfully, "Ravenclaw!"

In any case, Ravenclaw naturally has another little beauty, which is undoubtedly the happiest thing for the Eagles today. Amid the passionate and restrained applause, Sarah handed back the hat on her head to Maca, and then walked towards the Ravenclaw table without haste.

"'Talent is not talent'?" Maca looked at her leaving back,

He casually said, "What do you mean? Are you referring to her alchemy?"

"Yes!" The Sorting Hat twisted again in his hand, "It's really rare and outstanding... What a pity, what a pity... Her talent will not have the possibility to grow... Oops..."

"So that's how it is," Maca thought inwardly, "Because the alchemy has come to an end, do you want to find a way from another direction?"

In a sense, Maca's conjecture at this time was not wrong. However, there are some things that cannot be delineated by the so-called "truth" just relying on the few clues.

"Hmm..." He suppressed his thoughts for a while, glanced at the names on the list, and then said loudly, "Next, Natalie Johnson!"

There are not too few new students this year, but the sorting ceremony is sometimes very fast. Especially for those students with distinctive personalities, the Sorting Hat can always react the moment it falls, and then yell out a college name that matches the student with its strange tone.

Alexander waited anxiously in the queue, and the students who were called sat on the stools one by one, and then a broken hat decided the college that was destined to accompany them until they reached adulthood. If it were placed in the original world, this kind of ceremony would definitely make people laugh, but now it is impossible for anyone to laugh.

It's all because of that broken hat...it can talk!

After several wonderful experiences, Alexander thought that he would no longer be surprised. But when he saw the hat speak and even sing, he was still deeply shocked.

"Ens, aren't you surprised at all? Hats can talk..." He stared blankly at the classmate who was being sorted, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the only boy he knew.

"What's the matter?" Ensi replied indifferently, but his eyes remained on the ceiling of the auditorium, looking at the illusory starry sky, "You have never seen anything more wonderful... Ah, is this the magical world that mother used to live in?"

While looking up at the ceiling, he murmured softly, but his thoughts had already flown to the ice cave in the ice and snow that day... Of course, there was also the huge stone palace in the deepest part of the cave.

Just then, a voice woke him up from a trance.

"...the next one, Erns Taon."

"Hey, it's your turn..." Alexander poked him again.

"I heard!"

Ensi, who came to his senses, curled his lips, then quickly withdrew his gaze, and walked towards Maca.

"Hello!" Maca looked at him and said, "Sit down!"

For this boy who was also contacted by Maca, he was somewhat different from other children. When the little guy ran away with magic power for the first time, Maca happened to be next door to his house, so he was almost the first to see him.

But after that, when he wanted to chat with the father and son again after the holiday, he was unexpectedly rejected by Ensi's irritable father at the door. The reason he got at the time was simple-the other party knew exactly what Hogwarts was, they could prepare themselves for admission, and board the Hogwarts Express on time on the first day of school.

That being the case, of course there is no reason for Maca to get involved, right?

So until tonight, it was the second time that he saw this little boy named Ensi Taon. It is naturally impossible to say that Maca is not interested in the story of their family.

However, no matter how curious he was, it was just a trivial matter. Maca didn't pay too much attention, he just said hello first, and after he sat down, he was ready to put the sorting hat on him.

But at the moment when the hat was about to fall on the head of little Ins, the main entrance of the auditorium was suddenly pulled open, and a voice rushed in rashly.

Maca froze his hand, and looked at the other party suspiciously—it was Filch, and although he was a little rough on weekdays, he wouldn't make any fuss during the important sorting ceremony. It looks like something happened.

Don't mention Maka's thoughts in his heart, but saw Filch trotting in a hurry, rushed all the way behind Professor McGonagall, and then bent down and whispered something in her ear.

And at the next moment, Professor McGonagall waved at Maca.

"People from the Wizarding Union are here, please go and explain to them! Sorting is an important ceremony at our Hogwarts, so we have to ask them to wait for a while."

"Come here so late, obviously for dinner..." Maca shrugged, and said in a low voice, "I see...Professor Snape, I'm counting on you for the branch roll call, I have to go out and deal with it!"

Since the end of last semester, he has been in contact there, and it is obviously not easy to switch to someone else this time.

"Ok."

Snape took the list and the Sorting Hat from him and nodded. After Maca left the auditorium and the main door slowly closed again, Snape put the sorting hat on Enns' head.

"Have you started again? Let me see...well, it's hard...really, it's really hard," the hat began to hesitate again, "Slytherin? Slytherin? You must have enough ambition, He also has good decisiveness... But, um... In terms of courage, he obviously has some, and his head is quite smart... By the way! Hey, little guy! Can you tell me, where do you want to go?"

Although in front of Alexander just now, he acted indifferent to the sorting hat. But now when it really landed on top of his head, the kind of evaluation that pointed directly at his heart made his scalp start to tingle.

"You... You asked me?" Ensi felt a little at a loss for how to answer, "Uh... I don't know. I think...you decide."

"Really? Well... Then Slater... Oh! No, no, wait a minute! I think we still have a choice!" The Sorting Hat jumped up and spun around, screaming, " Hufflepuff!"

Ens was covered with one eye by the sorting hat that he jumped up and then lowered his head. He hurriedly reached out to lift the hat up, but the doubts in his heart made him not take it off immediately.

In fact, it was obvious—he didn't understand at all, why did "Hufflepuff" pop up instead in the end when it was clearly saying the names of other houses at the beginning?

"Why...uh, Hufflepuff?" Ernes rolled his eyes and looked up, but he could only see a big brim of his hat.

"Crack! Because I think it's a good choice! Little guy, you—"

The Sorting Hat laughed and seemed to want to say something else, but Snape had already picked it up and announced the next name.

Hufflepuffs are still the most sorted this year, at least for now. Although Ensi didn't care much about which college he went to, he was still quite depressed because of the somewhat inexplicable allocation.

Just as he was walking towards Hufflepuff's long table with a puzzled face, another student following his name had been quickly sorted into Slytherin. Not only that, even the next name was pronounced by Snape.

"...Alexander Wolff."

Ens heard the sound, and subconsciously glanced back. Alexander was running towards the high stool. And just as Snape's hands fell together, the word "Gryffindor" rang out crisply.

"Honestly, it's more comfortable without so much nonsense!"

Seeing Alexander looking this way, Ensi turned around resolutely and scratched his scalp in dissatisfaction.