Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Wait." Aaron took a step forward, "Professor McGonagall, I want to ask if Hogwarts only has this sorting hat?

Can you change it? After all, it is really dirty and scary. It is not friendly to people like me who like to be clean. "

After Aaron finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the lobby.

Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment, and then said with some regret: "There is only this sorting hat."

"Then can you wash it, so I can barely accept it." Aaron said.

Now the Sorting Hat couldn't stand it anymore, it said directly: "I can't accept this, so don't even think about it."

"I'm asking the professor, is it impolite for you to interrupt suddenly?

Props are always props, don't place yourself too high, it will make you lose self-awareness. Aaron said coldly, and then turned his attention to Professor McGonagall, "Professor, is it okay?" "

"Ah, this..." Professor McGonagall couldn't help but look at Dumbledore in the main seat, but found that he didn't say anything, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Okay! Professor, I understand." Aaron didn't let her continue to be embarrassed, and heaved a long sigh, "Please continue the sorting ceremony!"

"Okay." Professor McGonagall took a deep look at Aaron, and then began to roll his name.

"Hannah Abbott!"

A little girl with a ruddy complexion sat nervously on the stool, and Professor McGonagall put the sorting hat on her head.

"Let me think about it." The Sorting Hat murmured for a moment, then suddenly said, "I see, Hufflepuff."

The senior students on the long table on the right applauded and cheered for the freshmen of their colleges, and Hannah quickly ran to the empty seat at the Hufflepuff long table.

"Susan Bones!" Professor McGonagall called out the second name.

"Hufflepuff!" The Sorting Hat said cheerfully, much faster than the first one.

"Terry Boot!"

"Ravenclaw!"

......

The sorting ceremony continued. The four houses of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin all recruited a lot of new students, and the four long tables below also cheered from time to time.

Ron did not live up to the expectations of his parents and brothers, and was assigned to Gryffindor as he wished, as did Hermione.

It is worth mentioning that when it was Draco Malfoy's turn, the Sorting Hat just touched his hair and gave the result, as if he was born for that academy.

After another ten minutes, only Harry Potter and Aaron Gaius were left standing in front of the high platform.

"Harry Potter!"

When Professor McGonagall pronounced this legendary name, the entire auditorium fell silent.

The students on the four rows of long tables below began to discuss in low voices, and the students in the back seats even raised their necks, hoping to see what he looked like.

Even Dumbledore, who was sitting in the main seat, sat up slightly and looked expectantly at the boy with the lightning scar on his forehead.

"Don't be nervous, just follow your inner thoughts." Aaron said, "Although it may not be useful."

"Thank you!" Harry walked forward slowly, and then sat down on the chair.

"Well...it's not easy! This is really too difficult." The Sorting Hat said, and then began its own analysis, "I can see that you are very courageous, and you are not bad-hearted, talented, and extremely eager Prove yourself.

But where are you divided? "

The pointed top of the Sorting Hat was hammered down, shaking left and right constantly, which seemed particularly tangled.

"Not going to Slytherin, not going to Slytherin..." Harry closed his eyes and whispered constantly, for fear that the hat would put him in the house he least wanted to go to.

Aaron watched this scene playfully from below. It was obvious that Harry, who had been "brainwashed" by Hagrid and Ron, instinctively believed that he belonged to Gryffindor, and was very resistant to Slytherin.

But without his own ideas, other people's opinions will occupy a large proportion in his future life, but this is Harry's own choice, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Not going to Slytherin, are you sure?" The Sorting Hat naturally heard Harry's ramblings, "You can stand out there, and the wisdom is in your little head.

Slytherins can help you do great things, there's no question about that. "

Harry still didn't change his mind, and kept repeating the phrase 'not going to Slytherin'.

"Okay! Now that you've made up your mind, go to... Gryffindor!"

Harry opened his eyes and got a satisfactory answer, a relieved smile spread across his face.

Because of his great reputation, Gryffindor gave a particularly strong response this time, and the applause was a bit louder than before.

Prefect Percy Weasley stood up and shook hands with him excitedly, and the two brothers Fred and George continued to clap their hands and said, "We have Potter."

Most of the teachers and staff at the guest table also applauded fiercely, and Dumbledore even raised his glass to Harry from the air.

After a short burst of cheers, everyone's eyes fell on Aaron who hadn't finished sorting at the end.

Chapter 18 After all, I entered the Snake Court

"Aaron Gaius." Professor McGonagall read out Aaron's full name.

"Haha! It's finally your turn, little guy." The Sorting Hat let out a triumphant laugh.

Aaron spread his hands, "To be honest, I don't really want to be the last one. After all, the people in front are too good, and the pressure on the people behind will always be great."

As he spoke, he hugged Abe who had climbed to the top of his head without knowing when, and walked up the steps.

"Professor McGonagall, can I ask you one last question?"

"Okay, just ask!"

"If I cast a Cleansing Charm on this hat, it won't avenge itself in sorting!"

Professor McGonagall looked down at the sorting hat in his hand, and hesitated, "Probably not!"

"No." The Sorting Hat said proudly, "I used to be Godric Gryffindor's wizard hat, and I was blessed by the other three giants who founded Hogwarts. With the wisdom of the founder of Hogwarts, it is impossible to do such a shameless thing."

"Really? Then I'm relieved." Aaron nodded in satisfaction, and then took out a black wand.

The Sorting Hat began to tremble, and then it recalled the meaning of the first half of Aaron's sentence, "What do you want to do? I warn you, don't mess around!

I am the sorting hat, and my seniority may be much older than you think. "

"No matter how old you are, it's just a hat. It's not something to show off." Aaron said, then waved his wand, "Clean it up."

"No!" The Sorting Hat let out a long cry, and then a puff of white smoke came out, and all the dust on it was bounced off. Although the appearance was still rotten, it was at least a hundred times cleaner than before.

"How dare you?" The Sorting Hat showed a fierce expression, but it seemed stern.

"Why didn't I dare? You said that you wouldn't avenge yourself in public." Yaren explained as he should, and then sat down on the stool calmly.

This wave of manipulation by Aaron made all the students speechless in shock, after all, no one dared to do this before him.

Some of the professors at the guest chair looked at Aaron in different ways, either admiring, frowning, or dumbfounding, but most of them were interested.

"Professor McGonagall, you can start." Aaron said lightly.

"Oh!" Professor McGonagall froze for a moment, then carefully placed the Sorting Hat on Aaron's head.

"Huh?" After the sorting hat was put on Aaron's head, his expression immediately became extremely astonished, "How is it possible? I thought you were just grandstanding, but I didn't expect you to be more difficult than the one just now.

Not lacking in courage, with unparalleled courage, tough character, clever mind, and a strong thirst for knowledge hidden in his heart.

The most important thing is that you have extremely high talent and potential. I have seen countless students in the past thousand years. Among them, there are no more than ten of them who are at the same level as you, but they have only reached that line, and there has never been a single one. People have such powerful magic at the age of school, are you really only 11 years old? "

"Isn't this nonsense?" Aaron said speechlessly, "And don't you think you've said too much?

Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. After all, the wizarding world is much bigger than Hogwarts.

So you haven't made up your mind yet? "

"No, you have to give me some time to think about it!

You are so comprehensive, every college is especially suitable for you, what is your purpose of coming to school, or what do you desire most? "

"Is it necessary to ask so clearly?" Aaron said uncomfortably, he could clearly feel that the broken hat was spying on his thoughts all the time, but he was destined not to see any secrets in front of his perfect level of Occlumency.

"Of course there is." The Sorting Hat said, "Some people desire knowledge, some people desire power, some people desire resources, some people desire..."

"I don't care what you said. What I long for is true friendship."

"Friendship? That's a rarity.

Since it's friendship... Slytherin. "The Sorting Hat shouted loudly.

After the results came out, the Slytherin students applauded loudly, while the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw students all sighed.

They also heard the evaluation of the Sorting Hat just now, and the Snake Academy will get a very good student.

"Sure enough." Aaron murmured, then picked up Abe and walked to the long table in Slytherin, while Professor McGonagall also put away the freshman list and the sorting hat and walked to his seat.

Draco greeted him friendly with two followers, and the prefect also welcomed him warmly.

Aaron even saw Professor Snape at the guest table, the dean of Slytherin nodding slightly at him, which made him a little flattered.

"Aaron, I knew you would be assigned to Slytherin, and only Slytherin is worthy of a genius like you.

Didn't you notice that Weasley's face became particularly ugly just now. " Draco said happily.

"Hey! That's too serious." Aaron waved his hand embarrassingly, "I never thought I was a genius.

As for Weasley's face, that's none of my business. "

Ding!Ding!Ding!

Professor McGonagall tapped the cup in front of her with a golden spoon, "Please pay attention."

Dumbledore stood up from the main seat. He raised his hands and looked at the students below with a smile on his face. "Now, the banquet begins."

As the voice fell, the four long tables were filled with all kinds of food in an instant. In front of Aaron alone, there were beef, lamb chops, pork chops, potatoes, pudding, pea sprouts, carrots, corn, etc. It can be said that Fully catered for all picky eaters.

Abe jumped directly in front of Aaron, pointing at the chicken legs on the plate with his small paws, and looked at Aaron with longing eyes on the other hand.

"Um... Got it." Aaron smiled, and put the food it wanted to eat in front of it.

At this time, a gray and white ghost came out from under the table and stopped right next to Draco, opposite Aaron.

This stunned Draco, dropping his fork onto the plate.

"Don't worry, he's Baron the Bloody, the ghost of our Slytherin house." An old student said.

That is to say, ghosts have no lethality to living people, and there are ghosts floating everywhere in the hall.

But the one next to Draco is really scary, haggard, with silver blood spots all over his robe, he is no different from a perverted murderer.

Sitting across from him to eat, Aaron expressed that he was very stressed. As for Draco Malfoy, who was sitting next to him, Aaron expressed deep sympathy.

After more than half an hour of dining time, the food and tableware on the table disappeared in an instant, and the table became clean again.

Satisfied, Aaron sat on the chair, feeling that the pet in his arms had weighed two or three catties.

"Okay, it's time for bedtime. Before that, let's do one last activity and sing the school song." Dumbledore said excitedly, as if this was the most important part of the whole sorting ceremony.

"Hogwarts still has a school song?" Aaron looked at a freshman beside him in surprise, but he also looked blank, apparently knowing nothing.

Then he set his sights on a senior, and saw the bitterness and hatred on his face, and Aaron could read the suffering and embarrassment from the senior's face.

Dumbledore flicked his wand lightly, and a golden ribbon floated out of it. On the ribbon were lines of text, namely the lyrics:

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts,

Please teach us knowledge,

Whether we are bald old men,

Or the kid who broke his knee...

"Everyone chooses their favorite tune." Dumbledore said approachably, "Ready to sing..."

The next moment, an extremely noisy voice sounded in the lobby. The combination of chaotic tones and some unscrupulous lyrics was like a magic voice.

Aaron had the urge to cover his ears, but it was obviously inappropriate in public.

In desperation, Aaron hugged Abe to the top of his head. Its two front paws covered his ears under the hat openly, while its two hind paws pressed Aaron's ears.

Secret and natural, you can't really find it if you don't look carefully.

Chapter 19 Tasks for the First Year

After dinner, the Slytherin prefect led the freshmen to the basement, pointing to a stone door in a wet stone wall, "This is the entrance to the lounge, the password changes every two weeks.

This week's password is: Glory. "