The first White Lord of Hogwarts

"Now, line up in a single file. Professor McGonagall said to the first-year students,"Follow me."

The young wizards in front began to move forward, Ivan standing behind Hermione, and in front of her were Ron and Harry. The young wizards walked out of the room, through the entrance hall, and through a double door into the magnificent Great Hall.

In the Great Hall, students from other years of the college were already sitting around four long tables, and the hall was illuminated by thousands of candles floating in the air above the tables.

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 hall, which was the seat for the teachers.

Professor McGonagall took the first-year students there and asked them to line up facing all the senior students.

The candlelight flickered, and the hundreds of faces watching them were like pale lanterns, and ghosts also shone dimly among the students.

Everyone looked up and saw stars twinkling on the velvety black ceiling.

"There was a spell here, and it looks like the sky outside, which I read in Hogwarts: A History."

Hermione leaned back slightly and whispered to Ivan what she knew.

Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year students, and placed a pointed wizard's hat on the stool.

The hat was patched, worn, and very dirty.

The hat twisted and cracked a wide crack, like a mouth - the hat began to sing:

"You may not think I'm pretty, but don't judge a person by appearance.

If you can find a prettier hat than mine,

I can eat myself.

……

Try it on and I will tell you which house you should be sorted into.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is courage buried deep in the heart.

Their courage, spirit and chivalry make Gryffindor outstanding; you may belong to Hufflepuff, where people are upright and loyal.

Hufflepuff students are perseverant and honest, and are not afraid of hard work; if you are smart, you may go to the wise Ravenclaw, where those wise and knowledgeable people will always meet their peers; maybe you will go to Slytherin, where you will make sincere friends, but those cunning and sinister people will stop at nothing to achieve their goals……"

After the hat finished singing, the audience burst into applause

"Crash~~"

The hat bowed to each of the four tables and then remained motionless.

""It turns out that the Sorting Ceremony is just about wearing a hat!"

Hermione said angrily, expressing some regrets that she had prepared so much for the Sorting Ceremony.

This aroused the dissatisfaction of Harry and Ron.

Especially the latter, who was very dissatisfied with Hermione, a top student who did not understand the sufferings of the world.

"But how can it determine which house we belong to?"

Hermione asked curiously. Harry and Ron looked at the knowledgeable and steady Ivan, only to hear the latter say:"The hat has very powerful magic. The four giants have given it their will, allowing it to sort the houses according to the preferences of the four."

"You can imagine that the moment you put on the hat, the four founders of the colleges will gather around you for a discussion."

Slytherin disdains those whose blood is not pure enough.

Next is Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, who value the courage and wisdom of the little wizards respectively.

As for the rest, the tolerant and gentle Hufflepuff will open their arms to them.

Of course, this does not mean that Hufflepuff is inferior to the other three.

Ivan feels that ambition, wisdom, and courage are all positive things that can support wizards to move towards a higher path.

For those children who want to"progress", Hufflepuff will not interfere with their choices.

But if you desire stability, are willing to work hard and face life steadily, Hufflepuff will give you a warm little home.

"Ivan, where did you read these?"

Hermione:"I've never read these in a book."

The little witch would not doubt Ivan's words. In the past half month of getting along, Hermione has already formed the concept of Ivan> professor> book> other things.

"This should be considered a talent."

Ivan smiled and said,"I can 'see' the magic on the hat and 'hear' the voices left by the four giants."

".….."

Harry and Ron's eyes widened. They obviously didn't expect Ivan to have such a trick.

"It's not that great, just treat it as nonsense."

"Tsk."

Malfoy sneered disdainfully from the front of the team. He looked back at the four people with jealousy:"I have never heard of such ability. You really like to show off, Ivan, Ambrosius."

The pretentious and slightly sour provocative tone really fits the saying 'the sky is clear, the rain has stopped, and Malfoy feels that he is good again'.

Harry and Ron stared at Malfoy with dissatisfaction.

The two of them had a good impression of Ivan, who was modest, knowledgeable, gentle and steady, especially Harry.

Ivan helped him teach the three Malfoys who spoke rudely a lesson. Harry always remembered that he would not allow Malfoy to slander those who were good to him!

"It is indeed very bizarre."

Ivan ignored Malfoy's sarcasm, he shrugged and said with a smile:"Then treat it as a joke of mine, don't take it seriously."

Unlike Malfoy, who was arrogant and peacock-like, the young wizards obviously admired Ivan more and were willing to believe what he said and his unique talent.

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

At this time, Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward with a roll of parchment in her hand, and she shouted:"Hannah Abbott!"

"Hannah is always strong..."

She was clearly behind him, but Hannah was still the first branch.

The little girl walked out of the line nervously, and then under the gaze of everyone, she stumbled out of the queue and put on her hat.

"Hufflepuff."

Ivan muttered quietly, and only Hermione heard it.

"Hufflepuff!!"

Sure enough, as the hat shouted, the people at the table on the right applauded and cheered Hannah, welcoming her to sit at their table.

"Did you see it again?"

Hermione said something that Ron and Harry couldn't understand. Ivan smiled helplessly:"You know, Hermione, sometimes I am also troubled."

"What about me, did you see which college I would be assigned to?"

"If you tell me, there will be no surprise, right?"

Ivan did not answer, but just winked at Hermione, and the little witch rolled her eyes at him in anger.

""What are you talking about?"

Harry was puzzled, and Ron was even more confused, not knowing whether to watch the sorting ceremony or listen to Ivan and Hermione's whispers.

"Susan Bones!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Terry Boot!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Justin Finch-Fletchley!"

"Hufflepuff!"

".….."

The sorting ceremony continued, and soon it was Hermione's turn.

The little witch gave Ivan a cute glare, then quickly ran to the stool and put the hat on her head.