Hogwarts Card System.

Chapter 18 Sorting, Azkaban~
In the open space at the end of the four long tables filled with students in the auditorium, there was a high-backed chair and a very old, tattered, wrinkled wizard's pointed hat placed on it.

Further away at the end of the auditorium is the professors' dining table arranged in an arc, in the middle is Dumbledore with a white beard and a white robe.

He was much taller than the others when he sat, and his long white beard reached down to the bottom of the table. He looked quite old, but in good spirits.

Ted glanced around. Snape, with greasy hair and a gloomy face even on a happy day, was sitting in the professor's chair. Flitwick, the goblin half-blood, was also sitting on a special elevated stool... Quirrell, with his head wrapped like an Indian, was also there.

Fortunately, at least the main plot of the first grade has not changed.

If Quirrell disappeared, or his head was not covered, Ted would really be confused about what was going on.

If you are lost right from the start, that would be a real start from hell.

Professor McGonagall held a piece of parchment and said loudly: "Students whose names I call, sit down on the chairs and put their hats on their heads..."

The Sorting Hat on the high-backed stool twisted, and the wrinkles on it turned into eyes and a mouth, and then it began to sing:
“This is a legend that spans thousands of years, telling the story of four wizards with powerful minds and wise minds.

The brave Gryffindor came from the barren swamp, and the beautiful Ravenclaw came from the peaceful lake.

The kind Hufflepuffs come from the vast valley, and the shrewd Slytherins come from the quagmire.

They pledged their life's learning, and witches and wizards came from far and wide to make their plans bigger, until this castle stood on the shores of the Black Lake..."

The little wizards were naturally stunned. It was the first time they saw a singing hat.

Ted clapped his hands symbolically: Good singing, don’t sing it next time.

Professor McGonagall was naturally tired of hearing this, so she just read out the name: "Hannah Abbott?"

"Yes." The King in the Iron Hat responded and quickly ran up, nervously putting the Sorting Hat on his head. His little head could not support the Sorting Hat at all, and it even covered his eyes.

"Hufflepuff~" After about four or five seconds, the Sorting Hat loudly sorted her into Hufflepuff.

The little badgers of Hufflepuff clapped their hands to welcome her, and she waved to Ted who was not far away. They knew each other after being introduced by her grandfather, Old Tom.

The protagonists come and go, but Hannah remains the same. Then it all comes naturally. Ron's first kiss snatcher, Lavender Brown, the explosive genius Seamus...

Seamus Finnigan, known as a genius in explosives, not only had the unique skill of blowing up a cauldron, but also caused the organization to be surrounded and suppressed by Umbridge on the first night he joined Dumbledore's Army - a matter known in history as the Mossy Bombing Incident.

The time it takes to be assigned to a hospital varies from person to person. Some people are guaranteed to be assigned a hospital as soon as they put on the mask, while others may take one or two minutes to get a result.

Ted felt a little bit uneasy, after all, the Sorting Hat must have some ability to read souls, or to identify the character of wizards.

Although Ted, as a psychic, has taken good care of his mind, he is still unsure because he has not been tested before.

Worried that if there is any mistake, something big might happen.

Many years later, a legend has been circulating: Child, when you entered school, the whole Hogwarts was echoing with your sorting house - Azkaban!
But there was no time for him to fantasize, because Epiphany's first letter is E, and his ranking is quite high.

Soon Professor McGonagall called him: "Ted Epiphany~"

She glanced at Ted and was clearly impressed by the student. She mailed all her Transfiguration textbooks to Ted.

Ted nodded to Professor McGonagall, put on his hat and sat in the chair.

As a psychic, he has a deep understanding of spiritual issues and has unique coping skills.

The ability to detect the target's thoughts can only detect current emotions or thoughts. There is no way to extract memories unless extremely violent methods are used.

So Ted just needed to start recalling the various books he had read before. Almost 1M of data flowed madly per second, and he could finish reading a book in ten seconds.

If the Sorting Hat can still detect his emotions or thoughts in this case, then it is a magical weapon!
"Hmm..." The Sorting Hat hesitated: What the hell is going on?

This was the first time it felt a headache. Could it be that it was growing a brain?
There was no movement for thirty seconds.

Ted decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock. He whispered, "Any questions, Mr. Hat?"

"Hmm~ It's hard to decide. It seems like there is a force that has been influencing me to recognize you..."

Concealing thoughts and mental resistance level 2 are indeed useful. Methods such as soul reading, mind reading and truth serum will be interfered with.

Coupled with Ted's unethical "thought traffic attack", which attacked this thousand-year-old hat, it was really a little confused.

After a few dozen seconds, the Sorting Hat finally spoke.

"Shrewdness, pursuit of power, and contempt for law and authority, very suitable for Slytherin..."

Ted: Huh?

"Intelligent, pursuing knowledge, and handling all problems that come to him skillfully, very suitable for Ravenclaw..."

Ted: Huh?

"Brave, eager for the unknown, courageous and full of courage, very suitable for Gryffindor..."

Ted: Huh?

"Hardworking, willing to be ordinary, and rare to have a loving and tolerant heart, very suitable for Hufflepuff... What should I do?"

Ted: Are you fucking guessing?

Ted seriously suspected that it didn't see clearly enough and said that all four colleges were okay. It was like a fortune teller, talking in circles!

Knowing that his method worked, Ted was safe.

He felt that this was a rare opportunity, so he asked quietly, "Excuse me, Mr. Hat, how old are you?"

“Roar, I’m over nine hundred years old!”

"Oh! Magic that can last for a thousand years is already great." Ted exclaimed with a "shocked" look on his face.

"Oh, thank you for the compliment, thank you for the compliment, it's not that serious." The Sorting Hat felt very comfortable being patted. At this time, Professor McGonagall coughed a few times beside her, and the Sorting Hat responded: "Ahem, we have to continue the sorting."

"You're not going to put me in Azkaban, are you?" Ted asked.

"Haha, you're so humorous, I like you." Even the Sorting Hat laughed.

That's good!
Ted breathed a sigh of relief: "I think as long as I don't go to Slytherin, it's acceptable."

"Are you sure? You should be able to do great things there."

"Of course, you also said that I am content with being ordinary. I have never thought about doing anything big. And do you think it is really appropriate for me, a yellow-skinned little wizard from a Muggle orphanage, to go to Slytherin?"

"Well, since you insist - Ravenclaw!!!" the Sorting Hat shouted at the top of its voice!
After more than four minutes of hesitation, the Sorting Hat put Ted into Ravenclaw.

The little wizards below and the professors above were all waiting anxiously.

Professor McGonagall looked at Ted again, who put down his hat and bowed to her. It took her five minutes to be sorted into Gryffindor.

To be honest, she felt a little bit sorry that Ted was not assigned to Gryffindor. After all, she quite admired this independent and self-reliant little guy.

Of course, Ted has no regrets at all. After all, if he fell into Professor McGonagall's hands, he would not have a good time.
Ted waved to Hermione, Harry and the others and sat down at the Ravenclaw table.

A group of people nodded or welcomed me.

Ron whispered to Neville and Jerry in the crowd, "What a pity that Ted didn't get Gryffindor!"

Jerry whispered back, "It doesn't affect our friendship, does it?"

Neville: "Yes." These five friends are his first batch of friends, and their relationship will not be affected by the fact that they are from different colleges.

Hermione looked at Ted, feeling anxious.

After Ted sat down, he began to think.

Ravenclaw! Being a scholar or a magical researcher would be nice too.

"Ravenclaw" literally means "Raven's Claw", and the hidden meaning of the name is "greedy plunderer", which means the thirst for knowledge.

Ravenclaw's motto: "We come from the lake, we are wise and knowledgeable, we love to study, we are different from ordinary people, we have a long-term vision, we are Ravenclaw."

“We are scholars who are clad in black but can see through the darkness. We are ravens who fly in the sky but never forget to gaze at the land.”

"Thank you to ancient Ravenclaw for giving me the eyes to see the world and the quick thinking."

However, Ravenclaw does not have a strong presence in the original book.

For Ravenclaw herself, the most depressing thing may be that none of the outstanding students mentioned in the original book is enrolled in her college.

The Iron Triangle, McGonagall and Dumbledore are from Gryffindor, Snape and Voldemort are from Slytherin, and there is a 100% chance that Grindelwald will be sorted into Slytherin if he studied at Hogwarts, and Cedric Diggory, the genuine contestant of the Triwizard Tournament, is a Hufflepuff.

Embarrassing in capital letters!
But there is nothing wrong with Ravenclaw. As the saying goes: Thinking too much makes you want to know, knowing too much makes you want to think too much. Ravenclaw, don't be trapped... Uh, forget it! Forget it!

A "ding~" sound woke Ted up.

"Mission [Magic World! (Blue)] Completed. Rewards: 500 experience points, magic power + lv1, random card."

Ted clenched his fists and resisted the urge to open the card right then and there. It would be bad if something strange happened.

Hold on and wait until night when no one is around.

It’s hard to bear!
At this time, Professor McGonagall called Hermione's name.

The little girl hurried over and put the hat on her head. Hermione was assigned...

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joke:

Harry walked forward and sat on the high-backed stool, and Professor McGonagall placed the huge Sorting Hat on his head.

"Well, very brave and smart. I think you are suitable for materials science." The voice of the Sorting Hat appeared in Harry's mind.

"No biochemical ring materials! No biochemical ring materials..." Harry muttered to himself.

"Don't you want biochemical and environmental materials? You can obviously make great achievements... Since you have made up your mind, then - Civil Engineering College!"

Upon hearing this, Harry's face became dull and he collapsed to the floor as if his soul had been taken away.

Next up is:

Harry Potter and the Concrete Stone

Harry Potter and the Project Manager's Office

Harry Potter and the Crane Workers

Harry Potter and the White Wine Cup

Harry Potter and the Ministry

Harry Potter and the Bathing Prince

Harry Potter and the Red Bucket of Death

Thanks to the book friend “星の力什么什么的” for the 100 reward!

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