Thesius didn't understand at first.
Why would a freshman like Angelica, who looked outstanding in all aspects, be assigned to Hufflepuff, who was known for keeping a low profile?
However, Thesius immediately reacted when he saw Angelica's hair turn fiery red after she took off the Sorting Hat.
The Sorting Hat was indeed a magical object created by the four founders. It was a great gift to the new Headmaster Hufflepuff.
Twain, who was standing in the line of freshmen, also understood the intention of the Sorting Hat.
Hufflepuff looked harmless, and in fact, it was, but there was another characteristic of Hufflepuff that was easily overlooked.
Hufflepuff, which had the most people, had the fewest Dark Wizards out of the four.
On the contrary, Hufflepuff graduates were also the most employed in the Ministry.
Perhaps the Sorting Hat thought Angelica had the potential to be Minister of Magic.
After all, when it came to changing faces, no one in the Magic World could beat Mags in disguise.
Angelica sat down reluctantly at the long Hufflepuff table.
Across from them was the long Ravenclaw table, and Angelica sat directly opposite Ella.
The corners of Ella's mouth curled up into a bright smile.
She was genuinely happy that Angelica was going to Hufflepuff.
That way, Angelica could not be in the same academy as Twain.
Angelica knew what Ella was thinking and turned her head away arrogantly.
It was as if Twain would go to Ravenclaw.
The sorting ceremony continued.
The line of new students standing in the middle of the auditorium was getting shorter and shorter.
At this time, even if Twain kept a low profile, he would inevitably become the focus of the freshmen.
That handsome face that could kill both men and women became the focus of discussion among the girls at the long tables in the four academies. There were even bold girls who began to ask for Twain's name.
In front of the long Slytherin table, the handsome Tom and the " Elven Prince ", Ablaxas, sat together. The Slytherin juniors on both sides looked at the two of them with awe.
The seat on Tom's left was still empty. He had reserved it for his dear brother.
Not far from them, diagonally opposite, Sirius Black sat with his two followers.
There was no doubt that Tom and Ablaxas were the absolute focus of the entire Slytherin table.
This made Sirius very unhappy, but on the surface, he pretended not to care.
His wild and unruly attitude had indeed attracted the attention of many Slytherin and even other girls.
However, a piece of news soon made Sirius unable to sit still.
It was unknown who had told him about how he had been knocked unconscious on the train, but the long tables of the four academies were all discussing the matter.
What Sirius could not accept the most was that Tom and Abraxas were also whispering to each other.
Although they were also talking about what happened on the train, the focus of their discussion was obviously not Sirius.
"Tom, to be honest, I'm starting to regret it.”
"Regret not taking the Hogwarts Express to school?”
"Yeah, that way I can get to know Twain in advance.”
As he spoke, Abraxas looked up at Twain, who was standing in the line of freshmen.
It had been many years since a pure-blooded family had produced such an interesting person who could make the Blake family so miserable.
"It's okay. You'll get to know him soon. You'll even be able to go to school with him for a year longer than me.”Tom joked with jealousy.
This was actually what he meant.
The thought that he would graduate a year earlier than Twain made Tom very upset.
However, when he thought that Twain would soon come to Slytherin to meet him, Tom's mood immediately improved.
At the staff table, Slytherin's dean, Slugnes, had noticed Twain for a long time.
During the holidays, he took his proud disciple Tom to visit five new students from pure-blooded families. Tom mentioned his younger brother the most to him.
Putting everything else aside, the identity of the heir to the Corleone family was enough to make Slugnes look at Twain in a new light.
Last year, there was Tom, and this year, there was Twain. Sluggers felt that his luck had been pretty good in the past two years.
At the thought of this, Sluganz was in a good mood. He could not help but raise his glass and take a sip.
Dumbledore, who was sitting next to Sluggers, was also paying attention to Twain. He was most curious about which academy the Sorting Hat would assign Twain to.
Of the four Houses, Slytherin valued blood and birth, Gryffindor valued courage and conviction, Ravenclaw valued wisdom and talent, and Hufflepuff valued diligence and loyalty.
Dumbledore would not find it strange that the Sorting Hat had assigned Twain to any academy.
Even Hufflepuff.
The failure of the Corleone Family was not caused by extravagance, debauchery, or complacency. Diligence and loyalty were qualities that every generation of Corleones possessed, and this was what Hufflepuff valued.
Dumbledore did not even doubt that once he announced Twain's talent, the other three deans would ignore the tradition of the Sorting Hat and directly snatch him.
The sorting ceremony had already come to an end.
As the boys standing in front of Twain were assigned to Hufflepuff, the freshmen were left with only Twain and Hagrid, who was like a small mountain behind him.
Although Hagrid's figure was the well-deserved focus, it was strange that most of the people in the auditorium subconsciously looked at Twain.
Dwayne Goshack looked at Twain with a complicated expression.
He had already heard about Twain beating Sirius on the train. As the vice-principal, he did not like students like Twain who liked to cause trouble, but on the other hand, his intuition told him that the boy in front of him was different from the other freshmen.
With conflicted feelings, Dwayne Goshack watched as Twain walked forward, picked up the Sorting Hat from the four-corner stool, and put it on his head.
The Sorting Hat was very big, and it would definitely block the view if it was completely on his head.
Twain did not want to be a fool and let the Sorting Hat cover his head completely. He reached out and pulled the tip of the hat so that it could touch his head but not completely buckle it.
A strange voice sounded in Twain's mind.
"Mmmm-"
"It's very strange!"
"I can't even see what's going on in your mind.”
"Either you're gifted, or you have ulterior motives. Perhaps Azkaban is the best place for you!”
" Alright, strange kid. You're not flustered at all. Then go to the place that suits you the most. You belong to the Si-"
The mouth that the Sorting Hat had transformed into cracked open. Just as it was about to shout out the results, the familiar system prompt sounded in Twain's mind again.
"The Sorting Hat has been influenced by the justice in your heart, and the result of the sorting is automatically whitewashed as Gryffindor.”
The Sorting Hat suddenly twisted violently as if it had been strangled by something.
At the same time, he shouted,
"Gryffindor!"
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