Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard

The people sitting at the table on the right were Hufflepuff's former students. They clapped their hands and applauded wildly, almost overturning the entire auditorium. The fat monk also celebrated among them.

Susan Burns, Terry Boot…

All that came to his ears were names that Gretel had never remembered.

Not every student in the Sorting Hat called out the name of the house immediately. Some of the little wizards even sat on the stool for a long time, so long that Grete could hear the little wizards sobbing nervously.

Grete guessed that he was probably worried that he would lose the election, so he lost his temper nervously.

But fortunately, no young wizard has failed the selection or been assigned to Azkaban so far.

At this moment, "Hermione Granger!" He finally heard a familiar name from Professor McGonagall.

The strange thing is that when the little girl heard Professor McGonagall calling her name, she was so nervous that she almost trembled. At this moment, she was still in the mood to look back at Gretel.

"???" Gretel was confused, because as Hermione Granger turned around, everyone in the restaurant turned to look at him.

Fortunately, the little girl still knew her priorities. After Professor McGonagall called her name again, she almost ran to the stool and hurriedly put the sorting hat on her head.

"It's difficult, it's difficult. I have courage and kindness in my heart, and my talent, oh, my talent is also very good. I'm a little worried about whether I should be assigned to Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. In fact, Hufflepuff is not bad either.

Little wizard, what do you think? "

How could Hermione know? Although she had read magic books for a month, she was still born in the Muggle world. Unlike other young wizards in the magical world, her family had recommended suitable colleges to them early on.

When the Sorting Hat asked her, Hermione secretly glanced at Gretel in the team with her eyes under the brim of the hat.

The Sorting Hat seemed to have caught something, and suddenly became excited. As a hat that has been put on the back burner all year round, he loves gossip the most.

"Who is he? Do you want to go to the same academy with him? What a pity. It would be great if he was sorted into the academy first. I will definitely sort you two together."

"McGarrett, his name is McGarrett. I've heard about it. I will definitely defeat him and become the best student in Hogwarts." Hermione communicated with the Sorting Hat in a low and inaudible voice.

When I heard that the Sorting Hat was just a battle between talented generals and generals, rather than the emotional entanglement of childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts as I thought, I wasn't so excited at once.

"Wait a minute, are you talking about McGarrett?"

The exaggerated tone of the Sorting Hat made Hermione feel a little uncomfortable. How come such a broken hat has heard of MacGregor? Is he so famous?

The Sorting Hat didn't care about Hermione's little thoughts, and just continued: "If there is only one McGarrett this year, then don't worry, I will sort him into Gryffindor."

"Gryffindor." Hermione took off her hat and walked towards Gryffindor's seat in confusion. She didn't quite understand what the last sentence of the Sorting Hat, competition, mutual respect, love, etc., meant.

But it's okay, the Sorting Hat said that McGarrett will definitely go to Gryffindor.

That's enough. Hermione pointed her nose in the direction of Gretel, "Just wait, I won't lose to you."

Grete only felt that Hermione had probably taken the wrong medicine and must have a mismatch in her horoscopes. He had to stay away from her in the future to avoid being overpowered.

"McGarrett."

Hearing Professor McGonagall call his name, Gretel rubbed his nose and walked to the stool.

The moment he saw the Sorting Hat, Gretel realized what dirty meant. The edge of the hat was shiny, and a thick layer of dust was almost caked in it.

Resisting the urge to clean him up, Gretel put on the Sorting Hat.

"Don't go to Gryffindor, don't go to Gryffindor, don't go to Gryffindor..." Gretel muttered.

The Sorting Hat was still recalling Dumbledore's instructions, "You must not sort him into Slytherin. This child is very talented, but he needs guidance. If possible, it is best to sort him into Gryffindor."

Dumbledore's words were recalling in his mind, and Gretel's words were echoing in his hat. If there were any, he would definitely choose to give these two wizards, one big and one small, a big eye roll.

Simply ignoring the little wizard's thoughts and ignoring the principal's instructions, the Sorting Hat felt Gretel's heart with all his heart.

"Sure enough, as Dumbledore said, this child has innate Occlumency and cannot see memories or anything like that. However, look down on me. I am not one of those low-level dark magic items. All I have to do is Feel the little wizard's talent and his own characteristics with your heart." The Sorting Hat's thoughts flashed across his mind and he felt it with all his heart.

"A sincere and friendly heart is so suitable for Hufflepuff. Hufflepuff wizards are undoubtedly the backbone of the magical world."

"You must not go to Gryffindor..." Gretel continued to mutter. He really didn't want to go to Gryffindor and be a nanny for the three little ones.

"There is no shortage of courage to draw a sword to help. Gryffindor appreciates such little wizards the most. I believe that if Godric is still here, he will definitely take you to Gryffindor."

"You must not go to Gryffindor, you must not go to Gryffindor..."

Gretel knew that as long as he went to Gryffindor, Dumbledore would definitely find a way for him to help Harry Potter, but he really just wanted to study in peace and did not want to get on the savior's boat full of trouble.

The Sorting Hat finally couldn't stand the nagging anymore. After sensing Gretel's extremely outstanding talent, he shouted out with a voice that almost broke his throat, "Ravenclaw."

After hearing that he was not Gryffindor, nor was he assigned to Azkaban by the hat, Gretel didn't care that the hat almost jumped away from his head.

It was probably the little wizard who had been assigned to Ravenclaw before. He told the seniors about what happened along the way after getting off the train. The attitude of the seniors in Ravenclaw was extremely enthusiastic.

Ravenclaw Academy, which is famous for its wisdom, welcomes every talented little wizard. What's more, they are still so talented. At least, when they were like Gretel's age, they were also very talented. , half falling and half climbing, he moved from the train to the boat on the Black Lake.

The Sorting Hat escaped from the Gretel Curse and seemed to have forgotten something.

He didn't even notice the angry look in the eyes of the last Gryffindor witch.

Next, after a series of familiar names such as Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, etc. were read out, there was another series of names that did not exist in Gretel's memory.

"Harry Potter."

Sure enough, as the name of the savior who had long been famous in the wizarding world was called out by Professor McGonagall, the atmosphere in the entire restaurant suddenly became enthusiastic.

The four houses, including Slytherin, all stared at the boy who survived with round-rimmed eyes and a lightning bolt on his forehead.

Harry was very nervous. This scene reminded him of when he was taking physical education exams in school, when everyone was staring at him, waiting to see him make something embarrassing.

He felt like his legs were filled with lead, and every step he took required all his strength. He was almost cramping from nervousness, and felt like he was going to faint at any moment.

Fortunately, he was not very far away from the stool. When the hat covered his sight, Harry relaxed. He felt as safe as returning to the cubicle under the stairs.

Before the Sorting Hat had time to feel Harry's thoughts, the Sorting Curse echoed in the hat again.

"Don't go to Slytherin, don't go to Slytherin, don't go to Slytherin..."

Book friends, the heroine will not come out so soon. What is our goal? Studying. Only studying can make Grete happy.

small theater

Hermione: You are here to trick me and sneak up on me, right? Just wait for me, one day I will dye you green...

Hat: Listen to my explanation

Hermione (covering her ears): I don’t listen, I don’t listen, I don’t listen