Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Kyle has always been curious about what Hogwarts' new students' boats rely on to move.

He had always thought it was magic, but now he was a little doubtful.

Because Kyle had been observing for a long time, but he never found any traces of magic on the boat.

There is also Hagrid, a half-blood giant nearly four meters tall. He is much heavier than four first-year wizards, but the draft of his boat is exactly the same as other boats. This is obviously abnormal.

Of course, it is possible that more advanced and hidden magic has been cast on these boats, or simply some kind of alchemy item, but Kyle still prefers to believe that there is something holding the boat under the lake.

"That giant squid?"

He stuck his head out and took a look under the water. Unfortunately, the visibility in the black lake at night was so low that he could see nothing but his own reflection.

…

Soon, the boat left the tunnel and docked at a place similar to an underground dock.

Everyone got off the boat one after another and followed Hagrid up to a ground paved with cobblestones, and finally arrived on a flat, damp grassland under Hogwarts Castle.

Afterwards, everyone followed the stone steps and came to a huge oak door.

"Welcome to Hogwarts.

After Hagrid finished speaking, he turned around, raised his huge fist, and knocked on the castle door three times.

The door opened in response.

An older cat wearing an emerald green robe...ahem, the black-haired witch was standing in front of the door.

I have to admit that some people have a silent halo when they appear, just like the head teacher who appears at the back door window of the classroom. Anyone who sees it will subconsciously shut their mouths.

The same goes for Professor McGonagall.

As soon as she appeared, the noisy discussions around her suddenly stopped.

Even Hagrid became a lot more reserved and said seriously: "The first-year students are here, Professor McGonagall."

"Thank you Hagrid, leave this to me."

Professor McGonagall glanced at everyone, then opened the door and brought everyone into the castle.

The stone walls around the castle were covered with blazing torches, and a wave of heat rushed towards them, dispelling the cold outside and making many little wizards who were shivering from the cold feel more at ease.

To their right was a closed door, and Kyle could clearly hear the hum of voices inside.

But Professor McGonagall did not stop here, but took them to an empty room at the other end of the hall.

"First of all, welcome to Hogwarts."

While everyone was looking at the surrounding environment, Professor McGonagall skillfully spoke the annual opening remarks.

"The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you take your seats in the auditorium, you must first determine which college you will enter. Sorting into colleges is a very important ceremony, because while you are in school, the college is just like you are in Huo Gwartz’s home…”

Although he already knew everything about this matter, Kyle still listened very seriously.

You can't be serious. Who asked him to stand in the front row, right under the nose of Professor McGonagall? If he deserts at this time, his life at Hogwarts will not be easy in the future.

In addition, this is considered a famous scene, and there is only one opportunity, so Kyle naturally does not want to miss it.

At this time, Professor McGonagall had finished talking about the College Cup and began to introduce the four colleges.

They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.

Or to put it simply, a reckless man, a foodie, a top student, and a pure blood.

When he said this, the little wizards around him all listened very seriously, their eyes full of yearning, and they would glance in the direction of the auditorium from time to time, as if they wanted to rush in the next second.

It can be seen that this is what they are looking forward to most.

…

"In a few minutes, the sorting ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. I suggest that you tidy up and look energetic while waiting."

"When the other side is ready, I will come to pick you up." Professor McGonagall glanced at everyone one last time: "Please keep quiet while waiting."

I have to say that Professor McGonagall's last sentence was a bit redundant. After she left the room, the mute mode around her was instantly lifted.

A group of little wizards gathered together, excitedly discussing what might happen next.

"How are we going to separate the houses? Should we choose by ourselves?" a little witch asked nervously.

This is also the issue that everyone is most concerned about.

"Maybe there is some kind of test, just like the one at Smelting Middle School." A young Muggle-born wizard turned to look at his companions and said loudly: "When I received the letter from Hogwarts, I had already I was admitted to Smelting High School, but I still chose here...I mean, Professor McGonagall convinced my mother, who originally insisted on me going to Smelting High School."

This is a way to show off your achievements, but unfortunately the effect is not very good.

After all, everyone is now concerned about the branch. Who cares about Smelting Middle School? And there are some people here who don't even know what Smelting Middle School is.

"I think it should be the deans who choose their own students." Someone vowed: "Ilvermorny is like this, but they use statues. My father is friends with the Director of the International Magical Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic. , he told me."

This is Xiu's father's.

However, compared with the previous test, his words were obviously more convincing, and he instantly gained a large number of supporters.

This made him extremely proud. He would raise his head and talk about his father to everyone he met.

Those who didn't know better thought his father was the Minister of Magic.

At this moment, Kyle suddenly felt someone tugging on the sleeves of his robe, and turned around to find Kangna looking at him nervously.

"Kyle, is it really the dean's choice?" Kangna said anxiously: "What if no college is willing to hire me? Will I be expelled?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Kyle said with a smile: "Think about it, Ilvermorny and Hogwarts are two schools, how can they use the same sorting method? That would be too out of style. .”

"That's it..."

Kangna breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask: "Then do you know how we are sorted?"

"Well... I know."

Kyle thought for a while and decided to tell the truth. He secretly leaned into Kangna's ear and whispered:

"It's nothing. It's just that each person is hit with the Avada Kedavra by the professor. Those who survive can enroll in school. Don't worry, they will definitely not be expelled."

…

By coincidence, a ghost just passed by them at this time.

Kyle turned his head and waved his hand naturally: "Hello, senior, we are going to be sorted into different schools soon. Wish us success."

Although the ghost couldn't understand what the little wizard was saying, when he saw someone greeting him, he subconsciously nodded in response.

Seeing this scene, the light in Kangna's eyes disappeared instantly, and she stood there numbly as if she had lost her soul.