300 Dragon Breath, Dark Magic, Ravenclaw
The components of a person's first impression are extremely complex, with appearance, figure, temperament, and behavior being only some of the influencing factors.
Professor McGonagall liked Wang Yan very much.
It wasn't because of Wang Yan himself, but rather because of the quartet of Harry, Malfoy, Hermione, Neville.
As a woman with exceptional insight, Professor McGonagall noticed that these four unruly little ones seemed to have followed Wang Yan obediently the whole way, without exhibiting the slightest misbehavior.
Whether Wang Yan achieved this through his magical skills or personal charm, it shows that he is at least not a fool.
Wang Yan bowed slightly and said softly, "It is my honor to work with you."
He has always been someone who observes the mind rather than the actions.
No amount of pretense or pretense could escape Wang Yan's observation.
Minerva McGonagall is a respectable wizard.
She is a fair mentor who treats all four houses equally. Even if Gryffindor student makes a mistake, she will punish him severely—even if it means losing the House Cup.
The principles of fairness and justice have permeated every drop of Professor McGonagall's blood.
She carried this belief throughout her life.
Whether a person is Lawful Good or Chaotic Evil, as long as they can "unite knowledge and action," Wang Yan will treat them with courtesy.
"The opening banquet is about to begin."
Professor McGonagall said, "Before you take your seats in the restaurant, you should first decide which college you will be attending."
"Classification is a very important ritual. During your time at the school, the house is like your home at Hogwarts."
"You will attend classes with other students in the college, live in the college dormitories together, and spend your free time together in the college's common rooms."
"The names of the four houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin..."
Professor McGonagall was a patient man, and she went on and on about student points, the House Cup, and the school's rules.
Wang Yan listened quietly without interrupting.
A minor incident occurred on the way.
Malfoy, who was explaining the Sorting Hat to Harry, was startled by about twenty ghosts that suddenly rushed out from the wall behind him.
He instinctively unleashed Frost Dragon Breath upon the ghosts.
The poor souls, frozen by frost, had their ethereal forms given a tangible shape, becoming sculptures.
If that were all, it would be fine.
Pity...
Neville, to Malfoy's left, never actively thinks about most problems.
He attacks whoever his companion attacks.
It's that simple.
Having long since developed a fighting habit, Neville casually threw a Fiendfyre Curse at him.
Those pearly white, translucent ghosts...
The poor, remnant soul thought it was playing a trick on a harmless little wizard, never expecting to provoke several Little Monsters with a bloodthirsty nature.
They turned into a small pile of Soul Remnants that existed between nothingness and reality.
"Wow... The Compendium of Basic Wizarding Spells mentions that these things are key materials for crafting Horcrux!"
Hermione's eyes sparkled as she rushed over without a second thought, collecting the Soul Remnants in a small pouch she had sewn herself.
The commotion here is quite significant.
Many professors have noticed what is happening here.
Malfoy's dragon breath, Neville's Fiendfyre Curse, Hermione's nagging...
"This year's freshmen are very interesting."
"My God, was that little guy using Fiendfyre Curse just now?"
"That's Advanced Dark Magic! Who taught him that?"
"Damn it! Every underage wizard's staff is connected to Magical Network; this dark magic will be recorded..."
"Everyone, prepare your contingency plans in advance... The Ministry of Magic will be getting involved in this matter soon."
The deans looked at Neville and Malfoy with complicated expressions.
They all wanted Neville, the troublemaker, to stay away from their house, while at the same time hoping that Draco Malfoy would join their side.
On one side represents the Ministry of Magic's dilemma, the future Dark Wizard; on the other side represents the rising star whose bloodline has mutated into Legendary Dragon Species, a ready-made Super Animagus.
This is not an easy question to grapple with.
Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, stepped forward.
This old wizard with white hair and beard possesses absolute authority.
He silenced the crowd with just one sentence.
"Everyone, please keep quiet!"
"First, we will hold the Sorting Ceremony."
Twenty spirits stationed at the school have died!
A newcomer skillfully unleashed Advanced Dark Charm!
Faced with such a major event, Dumbledore actually chose to ignore it?
No one could understand the old principal's thought process.
But he represents the highest authority at Hogwarts.
No one questioned this.
The Sorting Hat was brought out.
It began singing its own long, outdated songs.
"You can make your top hats jet black and shiny, and your tall silk hats smooth and crisp..."
"But the magic hat used for the Hogwarts tests is naturally far superior to your hats."
"No thought you harbor can escape the Demon Hat's discerning eyes..."
"You may belong to Gryffindor, where courage lies hidden in the heart, and their boldness, spirit, and generosity make Gryffindor stand out; you may belong to Hufflepuff, where people are honest and loyal..."
"Enough! Shut up!"
Harry leaped onto the table.
He wiped the cold sweat from his cheek, pointed his wand at the Sorting Hat, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous light. "If you utter another word, I'll burn you!"
People experiencing Withdrawal symptoms are prone to anxiety and irritability, and their way of thinking is clearly different from that of ordinary people.
They tend to overlook things that worry ordinary people and pay more attention to certain "trivial" details.
"Cough cough..."
The Sorting Hat coughed twice, seemingly a little embarrassed. "Looks like Gryffindor has gained another formidable player, hasn't it?"
The Sorting Hat is a wise artifact, and it naturally saw the previous actions of Malfoy, Neville, and Hermione.
As a companion to those three ruthless, aspiring Dark Wizard, Harry Potter posed a significant threat.
The students were in an uproar.
The professors looked at each other in bewilderment.
Professor McGonagall covered her face upon hearing the Sorting Hat's words.
She has begun to worry about her college.
God knows how Harry Potter was raised to be this kind of person by the Dursley family!
If she had known it would turn out this way, she should have persuaded Albus Dumbledore to send Harry to be fostered in China.
I've heard that Dumbledore has a good relationship with the Elf King of northern China, where the people are simple and honest, and the wizards of the East are hospitable and polite...
Thinking this, Professor McGonagall glanced at Dumbledore out of the corner of her eye.
She saw regret on the principal's face.
Sending Harry to live with the Dursley family was definitely a mistake.
It seems that Dumbledore also acknowledged this.
Despite a few minor hiccups, the Sorting Ceremony proceeded as scheduled.
Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in her hand.
"When I call someone's name, that person should put on their hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."
"Neville Barton!"
The chubby boy seemed a little uncomfortable with his current slightly rounded body shape.
He stumbled to Professor McGonagall and put on the Sorting Hat.
The moment the Sorting Hat touched the tip of his hair, he screamed, "Ravenclaw!"
Ravenclaw is one of the four houses of Hogwarts, symbolizing the wind, one of the four elements.
It was founded by Rowena Ravenclaw, with intelligence and a strong thirst for knowledge as its criteria for survival.
After receiving this result, everyone fell into a deathly silence.
The atmosphere became somewhat mysterious for a moment.
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