Chapter 22 Sorting Hat: How Are You Related To Hufflepuff?

Chapter 22 Sorting Hat: How Are You Related To Hufflepuff?

In fact, during the summer vacation, I just received the Hogwarts admission notice.

Wayne is a little afraid of the Sorting Hat.

There are too many secrets in him, including cheats, the identity of the time traveler, and memories that are familiar with the plot.

Each of these is a shocking secret.

Once people find out, they will probably want to slice him up and study him.

But with the understanding and mastery of magic, and more analysis.

Wayne discovered that the Sorting Hat was not as scary as he thought.

This hat brings together the wisdom of the four founders and has the ability to send young wizards to the most suitable academy for them.

But this does not mean that the Sorting Hat can see through a person's memory.

He could only see some of the shallowest thoughts. Like Legilimency, he could also detect the shining points in the little wizards to identify schools for them.

Therefore, Wayne simply conducted a few mind transfer trainings and stopped worrying.

On the contrary, Lao Deng is the one who needs more attention.

If one day I look at Old Bee and I am thinking about plot-related or system-related things, I will be in big trouble.

"You don't feel nervous at all?"

Looking back to Litang, the Sorting Hat and Wayne were communicating with each other.

In the past thousand years, the Sorting Hat has seen all kinds of young wizards, but there are not many who are as relaxed as Wayne.

"Why are you so nervous?" Wayne asked back: "There are only these four academies on my side. Is it possible that you can still expel me?"

"Of course not, kid."

The Sorting Hat responded cheerfully: "But I can shout Azkaban, I think the effect will be good."

"I once heard Dumbledore complain that Azkaban has become an advanced class at Hogwarts. Your talent is so good, it's not a problem to go in directly."

Wayne remained calm: "That's the territory of the Ministry of Magic. You don't have the ability at all."

Just kidding, if he had SS-level black magic talent, he might panic for a few seconds.

but now?

A+ black magic talent is certainly not bad, but it also depends on what it is compared to.

He has only a few SS-level talents, but when it comes to black magic, Wayne is simply stupid now.

"snort."

Seeing that it didn't scare Wayne, the Sorting Hat snorted and began to perform its duties, nagging in Wayne's mind.

"Full of talent, this comfortable feeling reminds me of Dumbledore back then. How about Gryffindor?"

"Huh? You don't like Gryffindors?"

"Hey, boy, be polite to the academy established by my master. Although I don't like those little lions very much. They always want to give me a bath."

"Then Slytherin, there is no doubt that you can reach the top there, but your ambition... Merlin's bitter tea seed, why is your ambition like this?"

"If I sort you into Slytherin, I will be hated by the Slytherins."

Wayne's face turned red in a rare blush.

His ambition...ahem, let's not mention it.

It is our duty to strengthen the Lawrence family!

"Then go to Ravenclaw. Smart little minds are very popular in Ravenclaw, and you can realize your ambitions at the same time. Ravenclaw has the most girls..."

Wayne couldn't help it: "Old man, why didn't you mention Hufflepuff?"

The Sorting Hat was silent.

Maybe it's because of Wayne's novel title, but more likely it's because of... marveling at Wayne's lack of self-awareness.

"No..." the Sorting Hat asked a little confusedly: "How can you tell that you have the qualities that Hufflepuff needs?"

"What do you mean by that?" Wayne was unhappy. Which one of them did I miss?

"loyalty?"

"My little brothers are all loyal to me. No one dared to betray me in elementary school."

Sorting Hat: "..."

Is that how you understand it?

"Kind?"

"I don't even bother to step on the ants on the roadside."

"Perseverance?"

"I will always be SP." Wayne answered the last one with great certainty.

Sorting Hat: "..."

"Do you really want to go to Hufflepuff?" The Sorting Hat was confused. He thought there was nothing wrong with what Wayne said, but there was a big problem.

Fortunately, the young wizard's wishes also accounted for a large proportion in the branch, so he asked again.

"Sure, hurry up and I'll bring you a set of Muggle clothing care tools when I have time."

"It's a deal." The Sorting Hat became interested.

A dirty deal was made, and the Sorting Hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!"

When the dust settled, the entire auditorium burst into thunderous applause, sending heartfelt blessings.

Except for Hermione, the little witch was a little disappointed. She really hoped that Wayne could come to Ravenclaw so that she could have a companion in class.

It’s too long!

For fifteen minutes, another hater appeared in Hogwarts (a student whose Sorting Hat could not decide the sorting result for more than five minutes).

All the teachers and students in the school remember the name Wayne Lawrence.

Looking back at history, apart from Wayne, there have only been two haters in this century.

One was Peter Pettigrew, the deceased Order of Merlin First Class.

The other person is Professor McGonagall standing next to Wayne.

He looked at Wayne who took off his hat, nodded to himself, and ran to the Hufflepuff long table.

She thought of several outcomes, Wayne could go to Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, or even Slytherin.

But I just didn't expect that it would be Hufflepuff in the end.

She called out the name of the next little wizard and glanced at the Sorting Hat without any trace.

Could it be that this hat has been working for too long and lost its mind?

"This way!"

Cedric stood up and waved enthusiastically. The classmate next to him made room for Wayne. When he sat down, Cedric whispered:

"You are so awesome. For fifteen minutes, I almost couldn't stand it."

Wayne watched in horror as Cedric rubbed his belly.

"I'm already starving to death. You guys have been taking so long this time."

Oh, so that’s what it means.

It startled him.

"Then how long did it take you?"

"Me? It'll be over in three seconds, isn't it quick?"

"Too fast." Wayne gave a thumbs up, and Cedric was proud of himself.

The next students went much more smoothly until Harry Potter appeared and there was another sensation in the auditorium.

When he was assigned to Gryffindor, the twins and several classmates next to him almost overturned the table.