Professor McGonagall said,
With a face full of resentment, he raised the Sorting Hat and placed it on Qin Ziyun's head.
Qin Ziyun took a deep breath and cleared his mind.
Then, in his mind, he focused on chanting Ravenclaw of Eagle House and Gryffindor of Lion House.
Time slowly passed.
The Sorting Hat was silent.
Everyone was staring at Qin Ziyun as they tried to guess his future academy.
But most of them favored Slytherin.
Hermione's hands were twisted into a ball, cold sweat was dripping down her face, and the corners of her mouth were trembling.
No, this was not trembling.
Instead, he was reciting a few words in a powerful voice.
If you listened carefully, you would realize that it was Gryffindor.
Not only that.
Harry, Ron, and the others all hoped that Qin Ziyun would go to Gryffindor.
A minute passed, and the Sorting Hat remained silent.
No one was surprised. Although most of them were assigned to their respective academies within a minute, there were always a few who took a little longer.
After all, some people were hard to distinguish.
Hermione, for example, had also encountered the problem of sorting, which took a lot of time.
The Sorting Hat hovered between the Lion and Eagle Houses.
In the end, he assigned Hermione to the Lion's House.
"Oh, little guy, your ability is really difficult.”
"Let me see your inner thoughts.”
"Ravenclaw of the Eagle House and Gryffindor of the Lion House?”
"Then, Gryffindor!"
The Sorting Hat finally shouted!
"Oh! Oh oh oh!"
In an instant, the Gryffindor camp shouted happily.
The other three academies…
There were people who were disappointed with this result.
An interesting and bold soul had gone to Gryffindor.
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"Gryffindor, hehe, the little brat actually went there.”
An extremely cold voice sounded from the corner.
Quirrell looked around in surprise, relieved that no one was looking.
Then, he continued to use his fork to pick up the steak and muttered,"Master, Dumbledore is not far from me. You'd better be careful.”
"Hehe, when you see something interesting, you can't help but come out.”
Voldemort's voice was devoid of fear as he continued,"Any news on the Death Eaters you sent out that night?？”
Quirrell nodded and replied in a low voice," I specifically spent a day the day before yesterday to go to the Ministry of Magic to gather information.”
"A friend of mine in the Order told me about it, and he said it was a secret, that the Ministry was keeping it under wraps.”
"And the result?" Voldemort was not impressed by the Ministry's handling of the matter.
Quirrell took a deep breath. The cause of death was an eight-inch dagger from the Muggle world.”
"His wand was found, too, without any damage, so it's certain that the killer was in a hurry.”
"According to the Ministry of Magic's preliminary judgment, it was organized by a wizard whose magic power far exceeded that of Sai Weng. Because the battle environment there was very clean, and only a broken wall could be seen, it was definitely a one-sided battle.”
"One-sided, hehe," said Voldemort with a sinister smile."It seems that our Gryffindor brat has a big secret.”
"Master, do you need me to investigate him?”Quirrell volunteered.
"No need."
Voldemort said firmly,"The secret is important, but my resurrection is of paramount importance.”
"Finding the location of the Sorcerer's Stone as soon as possible is what you should do.”
"Understood!" Quirrell nodded.
When he was sure Voldemort had left, he was greeted and returned to his nervous, stammering manner.
There were two faces in front and behind.
He could switch freely.
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