Harry Potter and the Master of Magic Chapter 13: Cold Field Wang Zhanghao

　　 In the room, the freshmen were still praying in their hearts, when suddenly someone screamed loudly.

　　 There are a few wizards with poor mental capacity even startled in shock, Harry is one of them.

　　 Zhang Hao also turned his head to look behind him, and suddenly twenty or so ghosts appeared in the wall behind him.

　　 These pearly white, translucent ghosts floated across the room while whispering.

　　 They ignored the first-year freshmen, whispering about what they were talking about.

　　 Zhang Hao vaguely heard them mention Pi Pi Gui, it seems that a certain ghost named Pi Pi Gui has done something bad.

　　 They discussed whether to forgive him...

　　 Finally, a ghost wearing a wheel-shaped ruffled collar and tights found a freshman.

　　He started talking about the topic well, and said something inconsequential.

　　 But it didn't take long for the ghost to talk before everyone heard Professor McGonagall's voice.

　　 "Everyone moves forward, and the sorting ceremony will begin soon." Professor McGonagall said to the freshmen: "Now stand in a single line and follow me!"

　　 A group of people lined up neatly, walked out of the room, through the foyer, and then passed the previous double doors into the luxurious auditorium.

　　 Zhang Hao has been to the Great Hall, the Sixth Pharmaceutical Factory, and the British Retro Hotel...

　　 Although those places are also magnificent, they can't compare with this luxurious auditorium in general.

　　The students in other grades of the college have all been sitting around four long tables with thousands of candles floating above them.

　　 These candles illuminate the auditorium as if it is daylight, and there are hardly any corners that can leave a shadow.

　　 There are shiny gold plates and goblets on the four tables, but they are all empty and have not yet contained any food.

　　 There is another long table on the upper stage of the auditorium, which is the seat of the professors.

　　Professor McGonagall brought the freshmen over there in a row, facing the senior students with his back to the professor's seat.

　　 Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at the newborn, making them nervous.

　　Of course, not everyone is like this.

　　 At least Zhang Hao was very indifferent. The little girl next to Harry who was suspected of being Hermione Granger paid most of her attention to the ceiling.

　　The ceiling of the auditorium has been enchanted, and it looks like the starry sky outside, looking high and beautiful.

　　 But Zhang Hao estimates that in another ten years, the starry sky outside will not be so beautiful.

　　At this time, Professor McGonagall put a four-corner stool in front of the freshmen, and then put a top wizard hat on the four-corner stool.

　　The hat is patched, worn out, and very dirty.

　　 Zhang Hao thought to himself, maybe he should take a bath for this hat if he has a chance.

　　 Almost everyone stared at this hat, it seemed to wake up from a deep sleep. From soft collapse to firmness, seeing it twisted slightly, it opened a wide slit.

　　This seam is like a big mouth, pouring out unsound songs:

　　You may think I am not pretty

　　 But don’t judge people by their appearance

　　If you can find a hat more beautiful than me

　　 I can eat myself

　　……

　　You are absolutely safe in my hands

　　Because I am a magic hat who knows how to think!

　　 The howling male duck singing finally ended, Zhang Hao's mouth twitched, and he felt like he had been raped in his ears.

　　 Professor McGonagall took a roll of parchment in his hand and walked forward gracefully. She exclaimed: "Now whoever I call by name, put on a hat, put it on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

　　 She paused, and read the first name: "Hannah Abbot!"

　　 Zhang Hao showed a slight smile, and couldn't help but admire: "It's really Hannah, a trio of running water!"

　　 Then I saw a little girl with a ruddy complexion and two blond braids, stumbled out of the queue and put on a sorting hat.

　　 "Hufflepuff!" the hat yelled.

　　 A table of students on the right clapped and cheered Hannah, welcoming her to join Hufflepuff.

　　 "Susan Burns!"

　　 "Hufflepuff!"

　　 "Terry Bout!"

　　 "Ravenclaw!"

　　 "Mandy Bloch!"

　　 "Ravenclaw!"

　　 "Lavender Brown!"

　　 "Gryffindor!"

　　"Milison Bosted!"

　　 "Slytherin!"

　　 "Justin Finley!"

　　 "Hufflepuff!"

　　……

　　The branch is proceeding step by step, and almost everyone can reach a conclusion in a very short time.

　　 But when a name resounded through the hall, twists and turns were finally born.

　　 "Harry Potter!"

　　 The noise in the auditorium was quiet, followed by all kinds of whispers.

　　 "Potter? Is she calling Potter?"

　　 "Is that Harry Potter?"

　　 Everyone looked at him, wanting to see the face of this legendary figure clearly.

　　 But that immature face was covered by the sorting hat, and almost no one could see Harry's complete face.

　　 The sorting cap muttered, hesitated for a long time.

　　 Or maybe it was arguing with Harry, and in the end it had no choice but to compromise.

　　 "Gryffindor!"

　　The Gryffindor table gave out loud cheers, while the other three tables fell silent.

　　Young people are all eager to meet legends, but obviously not many people get what they want.

　　 There are four people left behind, Lisa Dupin, Ron Weasley, Blaise Shabini, and Zhang Hao.

　　 Lisa Dupin was assigned to Ravenclaw, Ron Weasley also entered Gryffindor as he wished, and Blaise Chabini was assigned to Slytherin.

　　 Finally, Professor McGonagall pronounced the last name.

　　 "Hao Zhang!"

　　 Zhang Hao calmly picked up the sorting hat and placed it gently on his head. Up to this moment, he was still so indifferent, a dirty hat was actually worn out of the crown by him.

　　 Everyone's eyes gather again~IndoMTL.com~The senior students are looking forward to it.

　　 and the freshmen murmured and prayed: "Don't be assigned to our college!"

　　 The youngest boy in the Weasley family is even more exaggerated, his face is wrinkled together.

　　His twin brother puzzled: "Ron, what are you talking about? Shouldn't we welcome him?"

　　 Ron said bitterly, "He used magic on Pansy Parkinson on the train and was deducted twenty points by Professor McGonagall. Do you know what that means? If he comes to Gryffindor, We will be directly deducted 20 points!"

　　 This incident was spread all over the place, and soon everyone knew it, as did the other three tables.

　　The worst mood is the Slytherin students. They have already harvested Pansy Parkinson. If Zhang Hao joins, then Slytherin will really lose at the starting line.

　　 But whatever you are afraid of, when the little snakes resist.

　　The Sorting Hat also got into entanglement. It murmured, "Oh! Another contradictory soul! You do not lack courage, you also have the belief in pursuing the truth, you are willing to hide in low ebbs, and have unparalleled ambition... Maybe, All you need is a huge stage......"

　　 Zhang Hao has no specific requirements for which college to go to, so even if he knows that he can interfere with the judgment of the Sorting Hat, he remains indifferent.

　　 So, after a long time struggle, the Sorting Hat called out a name:

　　 "Slytherin!"

　　 Zhang Hao took off his hat and walked slowly to the long table on the left.

　　 Someone should give up their seat, someone should cheer loudly, someone should shake hands to welcome......

　　 But none of this, they let Zhang Hao sit alone outside the crowd.

　　 watched the birth of a generation of cold-spot kings, letting him dominate the crowd, it is really no one to accept...