At this time, not only Ke Wen and Penello were communicating in a low voice, but also the freshmen who knew or didn't know around were discussing about the college affairs nervously and expectantly.
At this time, Professor McGonagall raised his hand and took off the metal chain pocket watch hanging on the robe, opened it to check the time, then put the pocket watch away, and looked around at the new students.
After all the whispered discussions disappeared, Professor McGonagall opened his mouth and said seriously: "Okay, then you all follow me into the hall and start sorting."
After speaking, Professor McGonagall turned and led the way. As the wooden door slowly opened inward, Professor McGonagall entered the door first.
A group of freshmen, feeling apprehensive, entered the door one after another facing the bright light from the wooden door.
Inside the door is a very wide rectangular hall, with four wooden tables nearly forty meters long, and students are sitting on both sides of each wooden table.
There are a large number of white candles floating in the air in the hall, and there are many huge braziers on the load-bearing wall columns on both sides, making the entire auditorium hall look very bright.
A group of freshmen followed in the footsteps of Professor McGonagall, walked through the long dining table, felt the scrutiny from all directions, and listened to various voices of discussion.
Many freshmen were so nervous that they turned around, and even Penello was stiff.
Soon, the team reached the end of the auditorium, facing the professor's table placed horizontally in front, all the freshmen stood in front of the auditorium.
Professor McGonagall walked up the steps of the podium, turned around and directed the freshmen to gather and stand horizontally, and then said: "Before the sorting ceremony begins, our principal, Professor Dumbledore, would like to say a few words to everyone."
Following Professor McGonagall's voice, an old man with a snow-white beard growing to his abdomen and half-moon-shaped gold-rimmed glasses stood up at the seat C of the professor's table behind him.
A freshman behind Ke Wen couldn't help but whisper excitedly: "That's Professor Dumbledore! I'm on the card..."
"Hmm!" Professor McGonagall made a movement, causing the freshman to shut up instantly.
"Welcome, welcome." Dumbledore spoke at this time, his voice was loud, and he said slowly: "I have a few things to note about the start of school to announce."
"First-year freshmen should pay attention. This school strictly prohibits any students from entering the Dark Forest. It is the Forbidden Forest."
"First-year freshmen are not allowed to use flying brooms alone, boys are not allowed to enter the girls' dormitory, and they are not allowed to use magic spells in the corridor."
Having said that, Professor Dumbledore nodded and sat down slowly.
"Thank you Professor Dumbledore for your speech." Professor McGonagall took out a white scroll from his sleeve, unfolded it, and said, "Next, we will start sorting, and the students whose names have been called come forward and sit down. on the chair."
Professor McGonagall lifted the wizard hat on the chair with the other hand, pinched the tip of the 'dirty brown' hat and said: "I will put the sorting hat on your heads, and the sorting hat will Decide which house you'll be sorted into, and listen to...James Palmston."
As the freshmen looked around, the little James whom Kewen had seen walked out of the crowd, stepped up the steps of the ceremony stage excitedly and nervously, turned around and sat on the chair.
Professor McGonagall slowly put the Sorting Hat on top of little James' head. The next moment, the Sorting Hat suddenly came to life. The folds on the hat formed the shape of eyes and mouth. The folds of the mouth began to twist, and the voice loudly Rumor: "Slytherin—"
Cheers and applause sounded from a long student table, and the old students of Slytherin House welcomed little James with their own gestures.
After Little James walked to the dining table and sat down, the welcome sound faded away, and Professor McGonagall continued to roll the sorting hat.
A freshman went up anxiously, and then, amidst the cheers of old students from different colleges, went to sit at the dining table of their respective colleges.
Not long after, Professor McGonagall called Penello's name.
Penello turned his head to look at Ke Wen a little nervously, then under Ke Wen's encouraging eyes, he took a deep breath and walked out of the crowd of freshmen.
After sitting on the stage, Professor McGonagall put the sorting hat on Penello's head, and soon, the loud sorting sound of the sorting hat sounded: "Ravenclaw—"
Penello's eyes lit up, and he stood up amidst the cheers from the long table of Ravenclaw College. After glancing at Kewen, he walked towards the long table with a smile on his face.
After a few more students went up, Professor McGonagall looked at the roll call list in his hand, paused for a moment, looked at Ke Wen in the crowd, and said by name: "Kevin Quinn."
A burst of noisy discussions suddenly sounded in the entire hall, which made Ke Wen, who was walking forward, a little stunned, but he ignored so much, kept walking, and sat on the chair on the stage.
Professor McGonagall dropped the hand holding the sorting hat, and put the sorting hat on Kewen's head.
Just when Ke Wen was ready to listen to the Sorting Hat sorting himself, he didn't expect a deep voice to suddenly sound in his mind.
"Well... there are challenges..."
"What?" Ke Wen subconsciously responded in his mind.
"Your branch is very challenging for me." The voice sounded from Kewen's mind again.
"Are you the Sorting Hat?" Ke Wen was stunned and continued to respond in his mind.
"it's me."
"Okay, so which college should I go to?" Cowen asked.
"Hmm..." The Sorting Hat pondered, and then muttered: "Noble blood, strong appetite, knowledgeable, brave and powerful... You are suitable for all colleges."
"Then how should I choose?" Ke Wen's heart sank, trying to clear up all kinds of distracting thoughts in his mind, and responded in his mind.
"Oh~ don't be so wary of me." The Sorting Hat didn't respond, but discovered the change in Ke Wen, and explained: "I can only read your traits, not your memories."
Hearing this, Ke Wen was relieved.
"Okay, let's go back to the sorting house." The voice of the sorting hat continued: "In the long years, I have seen students like you who are suitable for all colleges, but they have the most outstanding characteristic after all. But you are different. , your four characteristics are almost as high as the limit of my detection."
"So, you can only choose the college you want to go to."
"Then can you introduce the four colleges?" Kewen asked relaxedly, "For example, the location, and convenience."
"Yes, I would also like to have someone to chat with me more." The Sorting Hat said cheerfully: "As for the location, Slytherin and Hufflepuff are underground, and the other two are upstairs."
"In terms of convenience, Hufflepuff is next to the kitchen; Slytherin is close to the classroom; Ravenclaw is close to the library; Gryffindor's bedroom is in the tower, with the best view and a wide view."
Hearing this, Ke Wen began to ponder...
(end of this chapter)