Candlelight flickered in the hall, and the hundreds of faces staring at them were like pale lanterns. The specters were also among the students, shining with a hazy silver light.
Looking up, he saw stars twinkling on the velvety black ceiling.
Ye Ting heard Hermione whisper,"The ceiling here is enchanted. It looks like the sky outside. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History."”
It was hard to believe that there was really a ceiling up there, and it was also hard to believe that the roof of the restaurant was not open-air.
Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first years and a pointed wizard's hat on top of it. The hat was patched, worn, and filthy. Ye Ting knew that this was the legendary Sorting Hat. He began to look forward to the classic scene-the singing of the Sorting Hat that changed every year.
Then the hat twisted. A wide slit opened at the brim like a mouth and the hat began to sing:
You may not think me pretty,
But never judge a book by its cover.
If you can find a prettier hat than mine,
I can eat myself.
You can make your bowler hats black and glossy,
Let your tall hats be smooth and stiff.
I'm the Hogwarts test hat,
Of course it's better than your hat.
Any thoughts that are hidden in your heads,
……
……
The song lasted for about five minutes. After the hat finished singing, the audience applauded.
However, Ye Ting felt that he really couldn't appreciate this strange singing. He thought that the applause just now was quite insincere.
The Sorting Hat bowed to each of the four tables and then stopped moving.
Next was the official division.
Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, a roll of parchment in her hand.
"Whomever I call now will put on their hat and sit on a stool for the sorting.”She said,"Hannah Abbott!"
This was a ruddy little girl with two golden braids. Ye Ting remembered that she married Neville in the original novel.
She stumbled out of the line and put on her hat, which covered her eyes.
She sat down and paused for a moment.
"Hufflepuff!" shouted the hat.
The people at the table on the right clapped and cheered for Hannah to sit at their table.
"Susan Bones!"
"Hufflepuff!" shouted the hat again. Susan quickly ran to Hannah and sat down.
"Terry Burt!"
"Ravenclaw!"
……
"Hermione Granger."
A few names later it was Hermione's turn, who almost ran to the stool and looked back uneasily.
Ye Ting smiled and nodded at her. Only then did her nervousness ease a little, and she hurriedly put the hat on her head.
This time, the Sorting Hat did not immediately announce the House. Instead, it paused for two or three seconds before it reluctantly said Ravenclaw.
It looked as if Hermione had gone through a mental conversation with it, and the little girl had successfully persuaded it to change its mind.
" Excellent!" Ye Ting clapped excitedly.
This was not only because Hermione had successfully been assigned to Ravenclaw, but it also meant that the " plot " was not unchangeable. It might even mean that the " fate " represented by the " plot " did not exist.
The young wizards at the second table on the left clapped. Cho and Maritta stood up and ushered Hermione into the crowd.
Following that, the Sorting Hat announced many more names, and the crowd continued to decrease.
When it was Neville's turn, the fat boy made quite a joke of himself by running toward Gryffindor with his hat on, completely forgetting to take it off.
Finally…
"Ting Ye"
This unusual name attracted the attention of the young wizards. Ye Ting walked out of the crowd and came to the Sorting Hat under the watchful eyes of everyone.
He was wearing a Clocktower cloak. The design of the cloak was cool and neat, different from the black old-fashioned cloaks of the young wizards. In addition to his outstanding appearance, Ye Ting attracted countless gasps and discussions among the young wizards, especially the girls. The boys wanted to know where such a beautiful cloak came from, and the girls wanted to know who such a handsome person was.
Ye Ting held the Sorting Hat in his hand. The slippery texture made him fully understand how dirty it was. Coupled with the strange smell that assaulted his nose, it made him feel like he was holding a rotten orange. He wanted to throw it out immediately.
Suppressing his disgust, Ye Ting put on the Sorting Hat.
As soon as it touched his head, the Sorting Hat let out a loud cry, startling the Hogwarts students and teachers.
"How strange. This is the first time I can't see the thoughts of a freshman.”The Sorting Hat's comical voice rang out in his mind."In your mind, I only saw a chaotic world. What did you do?”
"I don't know." Ye Ting pretended to answer in his mind, but he realized that the experience and training in the space-time tunnel not only brought him the ability to improve infinitely, but also the talent for time and space. Perhaps he also had a tough and unreadable soul.
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