Hogwarts Outsider Chapter 13: The choice of the sorting hat

Of the Hogwarts colleges, which one is more suitable for you?

To be honest, Matthew had hardly thought about this problem before.

Because there were too many "bizarre" incidents these days, he even completely forgot about such trivial things as the sorting ceremony.

But if he is allowed to choose now——

Ravenclaw must be the most suitable.

Hufflepuff and Gryffindor shouldn't be too bad.

As for Slytherin, as a Muggle-born wizard, it is unlikely that he will be separated.

All in all, let's see the "arrangement" of the sorting hat.

Matthew Wakefield sat upright on the small bench, buttoning the old wizard hat on top of his head to cover his sight; in the dark world inside the hat, he quietly waited for the Sorting Hat to choose.

……

There was silence, no sound.

This is very strange!

According to the usual practice, shouldn't the Sorting Hat communicate with him?

Evaluate his character, and even ask for his opinion.

Matthew waited patiently for about half a minute, but he still couldn't hear any movement, except for the faint noise coming from the auditorium.

This made him a little anxious.

Could it be that something went wrong with the Sorting Hat, and the hat suddenly broke?

Or is it a mistake to say that I came to Hogwarts, I am not a wizard at all, and I should take the train back now?

Or... other unexpected circumstances?

Now he really wants to take off the hat on his head, and then ask Professor Rozier what's going on.

But reason still suppressed the impulse.

Wait a little longer——

I continued to wait, but the hat failed to make any sound from the beginning to the end.

Just waited for a long time like this, probably two or three minutes!

"It's terrible!" Matthew heard it suddenly, and a small voice sounded in his ear:

"It's terrible...it's terrible...it's terrible..."

"I swear by Gryffindor's beard, I've never seen anything so terrifying..."

It is the sound of the Sorting Hat, subtle and sharp, and clearly audible, the sound seems to be trembling...

Matthew was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the Sorting Hat made such nonsense.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the hat hoarsely calling out a name to the entire auditorium:

"Slytherin!"

On the long table on the far right, there was a burst of scattered applause.

"???" Matthew only felt that his mind was full of question marks.

Being sorted into Slytherin House was still a secondary issue, and what made Matthew even more puzzled was the words that the Sorting Hat said suddenly after being silent for a long time.

What exactly does that mean?

Could it be that...

"Anything else, Mr. Wakefield?" Professor Rozier asked coldly.

"Sorry, ma'am." Matthew stood up quickly.

Then, he handed the hat to the last classmate with darker skin who had already gathered and had not yet been sorted.

……

"Welcome!"

"Welcome to Slytherin!"

"Nice to meet you, Matthew!"

When Matthew came to the long Slytherin table, several enthusiastic Slytherin students stood up and shook hands with him.

Of course, there are some people who are whispering... For example, Greenglass and Lestrange, who are both in the first grade, are pointing at him and discussing something.

Matthew was pulled to sit next to her by a senior girl, and he happened to be able to see the last scene of the sorting ceremony.

The last remaining student, Blaise Zabini, was sorted into Hufflepuff.

Mr. Zabini seems quite dissatisfied with this decision of the Sorting Hat.

And Matthew noticed that when the Sorting Hat finally called out the name of the college, the voice was still hoarse and trembling.

Professor Rozier rolled up the parchment, picked up the sorting hat at the same time, and left the auditorium.

Following her departure, the entire auditorium became noisy again.

"Hello, Matthew!" The senior girl next to him patted him on the shoulder lightly: "I am the prefect of Slytherin: Gemma Farley!"

This senior girl has short, capable hair and fair skin; although she is not very beautiful, she gives people a reliable feeling.

"Hello, Miss Farley!" Matthew quickly shook hands with her.

He suddenly realized his somewhat embarrassing situation.

As a Muggle-born first-year freshman, he came to the gathering place of pure-blood believers, Slytherin House.

It's almost like a sheep came among the lions?

But now that it's done, we can only take one step at a time.

"Being assigned to Slytherin, how do you feel now?" Miss Gemma Farley asked with a smile.

"How should I put it..." Matthew stammered and replied, "It's a bit complicated..."

"Don't worry, our Slytherin students will take care of each other!" Farley said eagerly: "If you encounter any problems in the future, you can come to me at any time ~IndoMTL.com~ or find Other senior students can do it!"

"Okay, I understand!" Matthew nodded.

"By the way, Wakefield!" On the other side, a somewhat frivolous voice suddenly sounded.

He is a young man with a pale complexion and a thin body.

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He nodded slightly towards Matthew.

"Hello!"

"Can I ask about your parents, I don't quite remember that there is a pure-blood wizard named Wakefield..." Draco Malfoy spoke slowly, dragging his voice, a little disturbing. people hate.

"I can't remember what they look like." Matthew replied honestly.

"Oh, sorry," Malfoy said, but there was nothing apologetic in his words.

"This is Crabbe, Gore..." He first pointed to the two chubby guys on the other side, and then pointed to a tall and thin boy across the long table: "And Theodore Knott..."

"...The five of us are probably all the boys in this year's Slytherin, and we should live in the same dormitory."

"I'm very honored." Matthew said lightly.

Seeming to find it boring to talk with Matthew, Draco Malfoy turned around again and started talking to Crabbe and Goyle.

Matthew can finally take a good look at the guest seat on the high platform.

He saw Professor Kettleburn, sitting in the corner closest to him. He has already removed all three prosthetic limbs from his body and put them on one side of the dining table.

"Miss Farley!" Matthew turned around.

"What's wrong?"

"Can you introduce the teachers at the guest table?" Matthew asked softly.

"Of course!"