Hogwarts Card System

  Chapter 18 Branch, Azkaban~

  In the open space at the end of the four long tables full of students in the auditorium, there was already a high-backed chair and an old, worn-out, wrinkled wizard hat on it.

   At the far end of the auditorium is the professor's dining table arranged in an arc, with white bearded Dumbledore in a white robe in the middle.

  He is much taller than others when sitting, and his white beard falls all the way to the table, which is very long. He looks old, but in good spirits.

Ted took a glance. Snape, who had greasy hair and a gloomy face on a happy day, was there on the professor's bench, and Flitwick, a goblin half-breed sitting on a special high stool, was also there... Quirrell, who had his head wrapped like a San, was also there. .

   It’s okay, it’s okay, at least the main line of the first grade has not changed.

  In case Quirrell disappeared, or his head was not covered, Ted would really lose track of what was going on.

  If you can’t find Bei when you come up, it’s really the beginning of hell.

  Professor McGonagall held a piece of parchment and said loudly: "The classmate whose name I called, sit on the chair and put the hat on his head..."

  The sorting hat on the high-backed stool was twisted, and the folds on it turned into eyes and mouths, and then began to sing:

  "This is a legend that spans thousands of years, describing four powerful and wise wizards.

   Brave Gryffindor, from the barren swamp. Beautiful Ravenclaw, from a peaceful lake.

   Merciful Hufflepuff, from the wide valley. The shrewd Slytherin came from that quagmire.

  They vowed to impart what they had learned all their lives, and wizards and wizards came from far away to make their ambitions grow, until this castle stood by the Black Lake..."

  The little wizards were naturally dumbfounded, seeing a singing hat for the first time.

  Ted clapped his hands in a symbolic way: Good singing, don't sing next time.

  Professor McGonagall is naturally tired of hearing it, so he said the name directly: "Hannah Abbott?"

   "Yes." Iron Hat King replied and ran up quickly, nervously put the sorting hat on his head, his small head couldn't support the sorting hat at all, and even covered his eyes.

   "Hufflepuff~" About four or five seconds later, the Sorting Hat loudly sorted her into Hufflepuff.

  The little Hufflepuff badgers applauded her, and she waved to Ted not far away. They knew each other through the introduction of her grandfather Tom.

  Flowing water's main character, Hannah, is hard-hitting, and after that, it's natural. What about Ron's first kiss with Marauder Lavender Brown, what about Demolitionist Seamus's...

   Seamus Finnigan, known as a blasting genius, not only has the unique skill of blowing up crucibles, but also caused the organization to be surrounded by Umbridge on the first night of joining Dumbledore's Army.

  Everyone’s sorting time is different, some are assigned as soon as they wear it, and some take as long as a minute or two to get the result.

  Ted felt a little guilty in his heart. After all, the Sorting Hat must have a certain ability of instigating thoughts. Or the ability to identify a wizard's character.

  Although Ted, as a psion, has a well-protected mind, he has not been tested after all, and he has no idea.

   Worrying that if something goes wrong, something big will happen.

   Many years later, there is such a legend: child, when you enter school, the whole Hogwarts echoes your branch—Azkaban!

  But there is no time for him to imagine, because Epiphany's initial letter is E, and his ranking is quite high.

   Soon Professor McGonagall called him: "Ted Epiphany~"

  She glanced at Ted, obviously impressed by the student. Her Transfiguration textbooks from that year were all mailed to Ted.

   Ted nodded at Professor McGonagall, put on his hat and sat on the chair.

  As a Psychic, he has a very deep understanding of spiritual problems, and he has unique coping skills.

  Generally, the ability to detect target thinking can only detect current emotions or thoughts. There is no way to extract memory, unless that kind of extremely violent method.

  So Ted only needs to start recalling the various books he has read before. Almost 1M of data per second flows crazily, and a book is finished in ten seconds.

  If the Sorting Hat can detect his emotions or thoughts in this situation, then it is a magic weapon!

   "Hmm..." The Sorting Hat hesitated: What the **** is going on?

   It feels a headache for the first time, is it going to grow brains?

   There was no movement for thirty seconds.

  Ted decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock. He asked in a low voice, "Any questions, Mr. Hat?"

   "Well~ It's hard to make a choice. It seems that there is a force that has been affecting me to recognize you..."

  Concealed thoughts plus mental resistance lv2 are really useful, and methods like insanity, mind reading and veritaserum will be interfered.

  Combined with Ted's "thought flow attack" that doesn't talk about martial arts, and sneak attacking this thousand-year-old hat, it is really a bit confusing.

   After dozens of seconds, the Sorting Hat finally spoke.

   "Smart, power-seeking, contempt for law and authority, well suited for Slytherin..."

  Ted: Huh?

  "Smart, knowledge-seeking, skillful in dealing with all the problems you encounter, very suitable for Ravenclaw..."

  Ted: Huh?

   "Brave, eager for the unknown, courageous and courageous, very suitable for Gryffindor..."

  Ted: Huh?

   "Hardworking, willing to be mediocre, rare to have a loving and tolerant heart, very suitable for Hufflepuff... What should I do?"

  Ted: Are you **** blind?

   Ted seriously doubts that it can't see through it, so he said that all four colleges are fine. It's like fortune-telling, talking about the wheel here!

  Knowing that his method worked, Ted stabilized.

  He felt that the opportunity was rare, and asked in a low voice: "How old are you, Mr. Hat?"

   "Ho Ho, I'm over nine hundred years old!"

   "Oh! The magic that can last for a thousand years is already considered great." Ted sighed with "shock".

   "I **** ho **** ho **** ho **** ho **** ho **** ho **** ho **** ho **** ho **** hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

  At this moment, Professor McGonagall coughed a few times, and the Sorting Hat responded: "Hey, we have to continue sorting."

   "Are you going to assign me to Azkaban?" Ted asked.

   "Haha, you are so funny, I like you." The Sorting Hat was amused.

That's good!

  Ted breathed a sigh of relief: "I think as long as you don't go to Slytherin, it's acceptable."

   "Are you sure? You should be able to do something big there."

   "Of course, you also said that I am willing to be mediocre, and I have never thought about doing a big business. And do you think that I, a yellow-skinned little wizard who was born in a Muggle orphanage, is really suitable for Slytherin?"

   "Okay, since you insist—Ravenclaw!!" the Sorting Hat yelled!

   After more than four minutes of hesitation, the Sorting Hat sorted Ted into Ravenclaw.

  The little wizard below and the professors above are all anxiously waiting.

  Professor McGonagall glanced again at Ted, who put down his hat and bowed to him—it took five minutes for her to be sorted into Gryffindor when she was sorted.

   To be honest, she still regrets that Ted was not assigned to Gryffindor. After all, she admired this self-reliant little guy.

   Of course, Ted has no regrets. After all, if it falls into the hands of Professor McGonagall, I'm afraid I won't have good juice~

   Ted waved to Hermione Harry and the others, and sat down on Ravenclaw's table.

   A group of people nod or greet themselves.

  Ron was in the crowd, and whispered to Neville and Jerry, "Unfortunately, Ted didn't get assigned to Gryffindor!"

  Jerry whispered back: "It doesn't affect us being friends, does it?"

  Neville: "Yes." These five friends are his first batch of friends, and the relationship will not be affected by different colleges.

  Hermione looked at Ted, feeling a little anxious.

   After Ted sat down, he began to think.

  Ravenclaw! Being a scholar or researcher of magic is also good.

   The literal translation of "Ravenclaw" is "Raven's Claw", and the hidden meaning in the name is "greedy predator", which means the thirst for knowledge.

  Ravenclaw's motto: "We come from the lakeside, we are wise and knowledgeable, we love to study, we are different from ordinary people, we are far-sighted, we are Ravenclaw."

  "We are scholars who wear black but see through the darkness, we are ravens who soar in the sky but never forget to gaze at the land."

   "Thanks to the ancient Ravenclaw for giving me insight into the world and quick thinking."

  But Ravenclaw's presence in the original book is not strong.

   For Ravenclaw himself, perhaps the most depressing thing is that none of the outstanding students mentioned in the original book attended her college.

The Iron Triangle, McGonagall and Dumbledore are from Gryffindor, Snape and Voldemort are from Slytherin, Grindelwald will be classified into Slytherin if he studies at Hogwarts, and the three Cedric Diggory, the official player of The Tournament, is a Hufflepuff.

  The capitalization is embarrassing!

   But there is nothing wrong with Ravenclaw, as the saying goes: Thinking long and wanting to know, knowledge is longing to think, Ravenclaw, don’t be trapped... er, forget it! never mind!

   A sound of "ding~" woke Ted up.

   "The task [Magic World! (Blue)] is completed. Reward 500 experience, magic power + lv1, random card."

   Ted clenched his fists and endured the desire to open the card on the spot. If there is any vision, it will be broken.

   Hold back, wait until there is no one at night.

   It's hard!

  At this moment, Professor McGonagall called Hermione's name.

  The little girl hurried over and put the hat on her head. Hermione was assigned to...

  —

   joke:

  Harry stepped forward and sat on the high-backed stool. Professor McGonagall put the huge sorting hat on his head.

   "Well, you are very brave and smart. I think you are suitable for materials science." The voice of the Sorting Hat appeared in Harry's mind.

   "No biochemical ring material! No biochemical ring material..." Harry said silently in his heart.

   "Don't want biochemical ring materials? You can obviously make a lot of achievements...Since you have made up your mind, then—Civil Engineering College!"

  Harry heard this, his face was dull, and he collapsed on the floor as if his soul had been sucked out.

   Next is:

   "Harry Potter and the Concrete Stone"

  "Harry Potter and the Project Manager's Office"

  "Harry Potter and the Tower Crane Worker"

  "Harry Potter and the White Wine Glass"

  "Harry Potter and the Supervision Department"

   "Harry Potter and the Bathing Prince"

  "Harry Potter and the Red Barrel of Death"

   Thanks for the 100 rewards from the book friend "Xing の 力 or something"!

  (end of this chapter)