"Oh yes...Gryffindor!"
The sorting ceremony has begun, and both the freshmen in front of the stage and the old students in the audience are looking forward to it at this moment. You know, every time there is an outstanding student in the college, the college is likely to get more college points.
Next to the high stool, Maka looked at each new student who sat on the stool with a smile, and sincerely wished them a good school life. In front of him, a piece of parchment was floating leisurely, on which was registered the list of new students for this school year.
Taking the Sorting Hat from the little girl in front of her who was sorted into Gryffindor House, Maka nodded to her and then glanced at the parchment again.
"Next," he read aloud, "Sarah Hohenheim."
As Maka announced her name, Sarah immediately walked out of the freshmen queue in front of the faculty table. I have to say that her petite and cute appearance is enough to attract everyone's attention. If she can always remain as well-behaved and reserved as she is today, she will definitely not be afraid of male classmates chasing after her in the future.
"... Please sit down!"
When Sarah walked to the high stool, Maka stretched out her hand to signal.
"Thanks."
Sarah leaned slightly toward Maka, then turned around and sat on the stool, so Maka conveniently placed the Sorting Hat on her head. As soon as the hat fell on her head, she suddenly let out a light sigh.
"Huh?" the Sorting Hat muttered in a confused voice, "Excellent wisdom and knowledge, and a spiritual will that surprised the hat... There is a little bookworm? Uh-huh... Talent! High-quality talent! It's a pity... Talent is not Talent, what a pity for the hat..."
The Sorting Hat muttered softly, but others might not be able to hear it, but Sarah herself could obviously hear it. When she heard the words "talent is not talent", her eyes wandered for a moment.
"Excuse me, where should I be sorted?" She suddenly spoke, interrupting the Sorting Hat's whisper.
"Oh, does this need to be said?" The Sorting Hat twisted the tip of its hat and shouted cheerfully, "Ravenclaw!"
In any case, Ravenclaw naturally has another little beauty, which is undoubtedly the happiest thing for the eaglets today. Amid passionate yet restrained applause, Sarah handed the hat back to Maka, and then walked slowly towards the Ravenclaw table.
"'Talent is not talent'?" Maka looked at her leaving back and said casually, "What do you mean? Are you referring to her alchemy?"
"Yes!" The Sorting Hat twisted in his hand again, "It's really rare and outstanding... It's a pity, it's a pity... Her talents will not be possible to grow... Oops... "
"I see," Maka thought thoughtfully, "because alchemy has come to an end, do you want to seek a path in another direction?"
In a sense, Maka's guess at this time was actually not wrong. However, there are some things in which the so-called "truth" cannot be drawn just by relying on a few clues.
"Well..." He suppressed his thoughts for the time being, looked at the names on the list again, and then said loudly, "The next one is Natalie Johnson!"
There are not many new students this year, but the sorting ceremony is sometimes very quick. Especially for those students with distinctive personalities, the Sorting Hat can always react the moment it falls, and then use its strange tone to shout out a house name that matches the student.
Alexander waited anxiously in the queue. The classmates who were called sat on the stools one by one, and then decided with a broken hat the college destined to accompany them until adulthood. In the original world, this kind of ritual would definitely make people laugh, but now it's impossible for anyone to laugh.
It's all because that old hat... can actually talk!
After several wonderful experiences, Alexander thought he would no longer be surprised. But when he saw the hat talking and even singing, he was still deeply shocked.
"Enns, aren't you surprised at all? The hat can talk..." He stared blankly at the classmate who was being sorted, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the only boy he knew beside him.
"What's that?" Enns replied nonchalantly, but his eyes remained on the ceiling of the auditorium, looking at the illusory and real starry sky, "You have never seen anything more wonderful... ah , is this the magical world that my mother once lived in?"
He was looking up at the ceiling and murmuring softly, but his thoughts had already flown to the ice cave in the ice and snow that day... and of course, the huge stone hall in the deepest part of the cave.
At this moment, a voice woke him up from his trance.
"…Next up, Ens Tavon."
"Hey, it's your turn..." Alexander poked him again.
"I heard!"
After coming back to his senses, Enns curled his lips, then quickly withdrew his gaze and walked towards Maka.
"Hello!" Maka looked at him and said, "Sit down!"
This boy, who was also contacted by Maka, was somewhat different from other children. When this little guy went on a rampage with his magic power for the first time, Maka happened to be next door to his house, so she saw him almost immediately.
But after that, when he wanted to talk to the father and son again after the holiday, he was somewhat unexpectedly rejected by Enns's irritable father at the door. The reason he got at the time was simple - the other party knew what Hogwarts was, and they could prepare themselves for admission and board the Hogwarts Express on time on the first day of school.
In this case, of course Maka has no reason to get involved, right
So it was not until tonight that he saw this little boy named Ens Tavon for the second time. It is naturally impossible to say that Maka is not interested in their family's story.
However, no matter how curious he is, it is just a trivial matter. Maka didn't pay too much attention, she just said hello first, and then prepared to put the sorting hat on him after he sat down.
But just when the hat was about to fall on Xiao Ens' head, the main door of the auditorium was suddenly opened, and a voice rushed in recklessly.
Maka paused her hand and looked at the other person in confusion - that was Filch. Although he was a bit rough on weekdays, he would not cause any trouble during the important sorting ceremony. Apparently, something happened.
Not to mention Maka's secret thoughts, she saw Filch running in a hurry, rushing all the way behind Professor McGonagall, and then bent down and said something in her ear.
And at the next moment, Professor McGonagall waved to Maka.
"The people from the Wizarding Association are here, please go and explain to them! Sorting is an important ceremony for us at Hogwarts, so we have to ask them to wait a moment."
"I came here so late, obviously just for lunch..." Maka shrugged and whispered, "I understand... Professor Snape, I'll leave it to you to do the roll call. I have to go out and deal with it!"
Since the end of last semester, he has been the contact person there, and it is obviously not easy to switch to someone else this time.
"Um."
Snape took the list and the Sorting Hat from him and nodded. After Maka left the auditorium and the main door slowly closed again, Snape put the Sorting Hat on Enns' head.
"Are you starting again? Let's see... Well, it's difficult... Really, this is indeed a bit difficult," the hat began to hesitate again, "Slytherin? Slytherin? You must be ambitious enough and have the Good decision-making ability... But, um... Speaking of courage, I obviously have it, and my 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 showed no concern for the Sorting Hat. But now when it really landed on his head, that kind of evaluation that spoke directly to his heart made his scalp start to tingle.
"You... you asked me?" Enns felt that he didn't know how to answer, "Uh... I don't know. I think... you just decide."
"Really? Well... Then Slater... Oh! No, no, no, wait, wait! I think we have another choice!" The Sorting Hat suddenly jumped up and spun around, screaming, "Hutch Patch!”
One of Enns' eyes was covered by the Sorting Hat that jumped up and fell back on his head. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to lift the hat, but the doubts in his heart made him not take it off immediately.
In fact, it was obvious that he didn't understand at all why he kept mentioning the names of other houses at the beginning, but in the end "Hufflepuff" came up instead
"Why... uh, Hufflepuff?" Enns rolled his eyes and looked above his head, but he could only see a large brim of the hat.
"Kaka! Because I think this is 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.
The number of students sorted into Hufflepuff this year is still the largest, at least for now. Although Enns didn't really care which college he went to, he was still quite depressed because he was sorted somewhat inexplicably.
Just as he walked towards the Hufflepuff table with a puzzled look on his face, another student following his name had already been quickly sorted into Slytherin. Not only that, even the next name was read out by Snape.
“…Alexander Wolfe.”
Enns heard the sound and glanced back subconsciously. Alexander was running staggeringly towards the bar stool. As soon as Snape's hands came down together, the word "Gryffindor" rang out clearly.
"To be honest, it would be more comfortable without so much nonsense!"
Seeing Alexander looking this way, Enns turned around decisively and scratched his scalp dissatisfied.