Hogwarts: Who hasn't collected a Horcrux?

Before William could think about it, Professor McGonagall's voice came over.

"Move forward now, the Sorting ceremony is about to begin."

Professor McGonagall returned, and the ghosts floated and disappeared through the opposite wall.

"Now, line up in a single file and follow me."

The freshmen lined up and followed Professor McGonagall out of the room, through the entrance hall, and through a double door into the luxurious auditorium.

William looked at the Hogwarts auditorium and secretly compared it with the auditorium of his own castle.

In the end, he came to a conclusion that each has its own merits.

The Hogwarts auditorium is slightly larger, and it is decorated with magical objects, which is indeed very distinctive, but the other things are mediocre.

The auditorium of his own castle is slightly smaller, and there are no magical objects decorated, but it is There were technological creations and many works of art to embellish the auditorium.

At this time, students from other grades in the academy were already sitting around four long tables. Above the tables, thousands of candles were floating in the air, illuminating the auditorium.

The four tables were placed with glittering golden plates and high-footed wine glasses. There was another long table on the platform at the top of the auditorium, which was the seat for the teachers.

Professor McGonagall brought the first-year students here and asked them to line up facing all the senior students, with the teachers behind them.

Then Professor McGonagall said in front of the freshmen. He gently placed a four-legged stool, and then placed a pointed wizard hat on the stool.

The hat was patched, worn, and extremely dirty.

William stared at the dirty hat, his eyes revealing a gleam of desire to take it for himself.

This is the Sorting Hat! The Sorting Hat has been working in Hogwarts for nearly a thousand years!

If he collected the Sorting Hat, William couldn't imagine what good things the system would reward him with.

But William also knew that this was difficult, very difficult!

You have to know that the Sorting Hat is not anyone's private property, but the property of Hogwarts. It is responsible for assigning the first-year wizards to colleges.

It is basically impossible for anyone to own such a hat.

Unless the Sorting Hat itself... that won't work, and Dumbledore won't agree.

It's really an unsolvable problem. Does William have to become the headmaster of Hogwarts to own the Sorting Hat for a short time?

Thinking of this, William temporarily gave up the idea, it was too far away.

At this moment, an ugly song suddenly rang out in the silent hall:

You may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge a book by its cover.

……

It turned out that the Sorting Hat was singing. It had a wide crack, like a mouth, and the singing came from that mouth.

Come and wear me! Don't be afraid!

Don't panic!

In my hands (even though I don't have even one hand) you are absolutely safe because I am a magic hat that can think!

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, the whole audience applauded.

It bowed to the four tables one by one, and then stood still.

After listening to the Sorting Hat's song, the first-year students finally felt relieved. They were worried about the so-called test before, but they didn't expect that it was just wearing this hat.

In fact, it has always been a tradition of Hogwarts to intimidate the new wizards during the Sorting Ceremony.

Even if they are new students from wizard families, their families will not tell them the truth about the Sorting Ceremony, and may even exaggerate to scare them.

How can others hold an umbrella when you are caught in the rain?

At this time, Professor McGonagall walked forward a few steps with a roll of parchment in her hand

"Whoever's name I call now, put on your hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

""Hannah Abbott!"

A ruddy-faced little girl with two golden braids stumbled out of the queue and put on a hat.

Hannah Abbott! The Iron Hat Queen!

William couldn't help but think of this name in his mind. It was so famous!

The little girl only put on the Sorting Hat for a moment before the Sorting Hat shouted:

"Hufflepuff!"

The people at the table on the right applauded and cheered Hannah, welcoming her to sit at their table.

"Susan Burns!" Professor McGonagall continued to call

""Hufflepuff!" the hat shouted quickly.

Susan ran over and sat down next to Hannah.

"Terry Boot!"

"Ravenclaw!"

This time the second table from the left clapped, and when Terry joined them, several Ravenclaws stood up and shook his hand.

……

Then, one by one, the new students were sorted into four colleges.

When a new student named Millicent Bulstrode was sorted into Lesterlin College, Professor McGonagall called William's name.

"William Cavendish!"

William stepped out of the queue, put on the sorting hat, and sat on the stool.

He actually had no prejudice against the four colleges. It didn't matter which college he went to. After all, in this magical world, strength is the foundation of everything.

People with strength can do well no matter where they are.

"Well, that's an interesting idea. Indeed, strength is the root of everything. You are very smart and see things clearly."

A subtle voice sounded in William's ears. It was the muttering of the Sorting Hat.

"Huh? You want to take me for yourself? What a bold idea, but you have a good eye! You are pretty good."

William's face froze. This Sorting Hat is really a bit narcissistic.

"I can see that you are courageous, ambitious, smart, and honest. Which college should you choose? It's really difficult!"

"Oh... and a duke who likes to collect art, antiques, special magical items, magical animals? Ghosts? Beautiful women?"

"Merlin's fattest briefs! What kind of fetish is this?"

"Why do I feel like you're suitable for Azkaban?"

"Well, I'm just curious. Besides, isn't it normal for men to like beautiful women?" William argued in his heart.

"That's true. Well, then you should go to Ravenclaw. There are more beautiful girls there. You are so smart, you are more popular in Ravenclaw."

"There are so many beauties, so I'll go to Ravenclaw."William was very satisfied

""Gryffindor!" the Sorting Hat shouted.

When William heard the name Gryffindor, his expression froze. Wasn't it Ravenclaw? How did it become Gryffindor?

The Sorting Hat said proudly,"Boy, if you are sorted into Ravenclaw, won't the girls in Ravenclaw suffer?""

"Besides, with your strong curiosity, you are most suitable for Gryffindor. They are a group of restless guys."

William curled his lips:"Even if you sort me into Gryffindor, can't I pursue the beauties in Ravenclaw? It's a waste of time."

After saying that, without waiting for the Sorting Hat to answer, William threw down the hat and walked towards the Gryffindor table. They immediately burst into cheers.

William walked over and sat next to Lavender Brown, who was the last freshman sorted into Gryffindor.

The surrounding Gryffindor students greeted William one after another, all very enthusiastic.

Professor McGonagall continued to call out names:"Justin Finch-Fletchley!"

"Hufflepuff!"

……

After a few more freshmen, Professor McGonagall called Hermione's name.

"Hermione Granger!"

Hermione almost ran to the stool and hurriedly put the hat on her head.