Hogwarts: This wizard wants to improve too much

Following Professor McGonagall, everyone came to a small empty house, rubbing shoulders with each other, staring at everything around nervously.

The sorting is about to begin, and most people are not in a relaxed mood.

"Welcome to Hogwarts!" Professor McGonagall looked at everyone and said seriously: "The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you go to the auditorium and take your seats, you must first confirm which college you will enter..."

"In a few minutes, the sorting ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. When it is ready, I will come to pick you up. During this period, please keep quiet."

After speaking, Professor McGonagall walked towards the direction of the auditorium.

Until she left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Professor McGonagall's serious face put a lot of pressure on everyone.

"How can they accurately sort us into which college?"

Ethan heard that it was Harry's voice.

"Maybe we need to pass some kind of test. My brother said that this test is very harmful to our bodies."

Ron showed off in front of Harry again.

It's just that his memory is not very good. The twins didn't know how many times they had cheated him, but Ron still believed the twins' lies.

With Harry and Ron taking the lead, the sense of urgency of the crowd was raised.

One by one, they began to talk about the gossip they knew. Some said they would duel with trolls, and some said they would perform magic on the spot. There was also a group of pure-bloods who firmly believed that as long as they had noble blood and excellent talents, they would definitely be assigned to Slytherin.

"What is that?"

A panicked voice that overwhelmed the whole audience sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

The scene immediately became silent, and no one dared to act rashly. More than 20 pearly white, translucent ghosts suddenly jumped out of the wall.

Ethan was watching the ghost's every move. He had been to Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley many times during this period, but he had never seen a ghost.

This time, Ethan had a chance, so he naturally had to observe carefully.

I just don't know what the difference is between Voldemort's current state and these ghosts, or whether the method of making Horcruxes refers to the birth of ghosts.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that these ghosts have no entity, but I don't know if they can use magic.

Facing magical animals like Dementors that are also considered to be intangible, which side is more powerful.

Can ordinary spells or black magic work on these ghosts?

The more he thought about it, the more Ethan wanted to get a ghost to do experiments.

"Move forward now!" A sharp voice sounded, "The Sorting Ceremony is about to begin."

With the arrival of Professor McGonagall, these ghosts passed through the opposite wall and disappeared.

After forming a formation, the young wizards followed Professor McGonagall out of the room, through the entrance hall, and into a double door.Luxurious auditorium.

At this time, students from other grades have been sitting around four long tables according to their colleges. Above the tables are thousands of candles floating in the air, which illuminate the entire auditorium.

On the upper platform of the auditorium, there is another long table, which is the seat for professors.

Sitting in the C position is Dumbledore, wearing a luxurious dark blue robe, a flowing silver-white long hair with a small wizard hat, and a very well-trimmed long beard, and of course, a long and crooked nose.

Ethan and others were brought here by Professor McGonagall and lined up in a row, facing the four college students in front.

After arranging all this, Professor McGonagall gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-year freshmen. On the stool was a pointed wizard hat, which was patched, worn and dirty, and full of historical sense at first glance.

Suddenly, the hat twisted, and a wide crack appeared on the brim, like a big mouth. Then, it began to sing a strange melody: "You may not think I am pretty..."

After seven or eight minutes, the Sorting Hat finally completed its annual self-entertainment program and received applause from the audience. It was not because of how well it sang, but because everyone cooperated.

"Now I call out whose name, who will immediately come forward to put on the hat and sit on the stool to wait for the sorting."

Professor McGonagall took out the parchment and said to the little wizards, the real show is finally here.

"Hannah Abbott!"

A ruddy-faced girl with two golden braids stumbled out of the queue. It was Hannah who had just been on the same boat with Ethan and others. Obviously, she was super nervous at the moment.

Put on the hat, but it took only a moment to hear the result.

"Hufflepuff!"

Ethan could clearly see Hannah's tense face relax, and the people at the table on the right really applauded and cheered for Hannah's arrival.

"Susan Bones!"

Similarly, the result came out soon.

"Hufflepuff!"

Susan, who got the result, was not disappointed, and ran to Hannah's side to sit down happily.

And the little badgers of Hufflepuff were even more excited, clapping desperately. With the arrival of two consecutive freshmen, the big family of Hufflepuff will continue its past glory this year and become the college with the most freshmen.

As freshmen came forward one after another, the long tables of the four colleges below burst into amazing enthusiasm.

"Hermione Granger!"

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

This time it took a little longer, but not to the point of being embarrassing.

"Gryffindor!"

Finally, they went to Gryffindor.

The next scene was no different from what Ethan remembered, Neville went to Gryffindor and Draco went to Slytherin.

The atmosphere at the scene wasThe climax came when Harry Potter was sorted into Gryffindor. The cheers of the little lions almost lifted the roof of the thousand-year-old castle.

"Cassandra Waller!"

The slender girl with golden curly hair walked out of the remaining team with graceful steps.

Just when the hat just touched Cassandra's head, the Sorting Hat screamed:

"Slytherin!"

Now it was the turn of the little snakes to cheer. This time it was not the perfunctory applause before, but they were really cheering.