My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 330

When Umaru heard the freshmen discussing Lynn, her ears perked up like a rabbit's.

After not hearing anyone say anything bad about Lynn, she looked smug, as if the freshmen were praising her.

However, Umaru did not directly reveal that she was actually the sister of the "Professor Belloc" they were talking about.

Because that wouldn't be fun.

Just as the small cubicle was bustling with activity, Professor McGonagall returned from the Great Hall.

All the young wizards stopped talking and stared nervously at the professor, who looked like a very serious man.

"Now line up and come with me, the Sorting Ceremony is about to begin."

The freshmen, their faces filled with fear, followed Professor McGonagall in a long line, now fully prepared to fight trolls, dragons, or basilisks.

Only Tom and Umaru leisurely lingered at the very back of the line.

They've been at Hogwarts for more than a year. To put it bluntly, even the second-year students in the castle haven't been there as long as they have. So of course they know what the Sorting System is and aren't worried at all.

"Which college do you want to go to, Tom?"

As Umaru, standing at the back of the line, followed the people in front of her into the auditorium, she whispered to Tom, "What do you mean?"

The long tables of the four colleges in the auditorium were already full of students. As they watched the uneasy freshmen walk in, they clapped and whistled. Countless eyes turned to them, which made the freshmen even more nervous.

Tom glanced at the students representing different colleges at the four long tables and spoke in a soft voice.

"As long as I don't go to Slytherin, I'm fine with any other house."

Umaru looked at her in surprise.

"Why not go to Slytherin? Lynn's there, isn't it good enough?"

Tom shook his head: "I asked Professor Dumbledore, and I graduated from that house myself, so I don't want to go back to this house, nor do I want to have anything to do with my past self."

Little Burrow pouted, "I thought you'd want to go to Slytherin like me. But actually, I'm fine with anything—Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor. Lynn said that with my personality, I might go to any house except Hufflepuff."

Tom nodded in agreement: "Lynn's assessment is indeed correct; your personality is completely unlike Hufflepuff's."

Xiao Mai made a face at her, pouting with a look of disapproval: "Sometimes I'm a quiet, well-behaved girl, okay?"

Just as they were talking, the Sorting Ceremony officially began. Professor McGonagall called out names one by one, and the young wizards whose names were called ran nervously to the platform to put on the dirty, singing hat.

Even after learning that the Sorting Ceremony was merely about wearing a hat, the young wizard's anxiety did not lessen much.

After all, how embarrassing would it be if, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the hat suddenly stopped talking after you put it on?

Every year, freshmen waiting to be assigned to their respective colleges have similar worries, but this situation has never occurred.

Since the child has received an acceptance letter, it means that the child has magical talent. Hogwarts has never made a mistake in this regard, so the young wizards' worries are completely unnecessary.

Betty Riddle.

Tom was called by name in front of Umaru.

She trotted up to the platform, and then, at Professor McGonagall's prompting, calmly put on the worn-out old Sorting Hat.

Some second-year Ravenclaw students noticed that Tom's face looked very familiar, much like the Slytherin heir who had been captured by Lynn last semester. However, upon closer inspection, they discovered that Tom and Basild had distinct differences in temperament.

Of everyone sitting in the Great Hall, apart from Lynn and Dumbledore, no one else knew Tom's true identity.

"Ah, this is an interesting thing."

The moment Tom put on the Sorting Hat, a mischievous voice inexplicably appeared in her mind.

"I remember you. It was a long time ago. Back then, you were practically a reincarnation of Slytherin, so I sorted you into Slytherin without hesitation. But now you seem to have more options."

Tom didn't interact with the Sorting Hat; he simply listened quietly as it talked to itself in his mind.

"How about we put you back in Slytherin? It's still the best place for you, both then and now."

"No!" Tom resolutely refused in his mind. "I don't want to go to Slytherin anymore. I'll go to any of the other three houses, as long as it's not Slytherin."

"Why don't you all like Slytherin?" the Sorting Hat said regretfully. "Although my master and he didn't get along very well, I actually quite like this house. Are you sure you don't want to go to Slytherin? You'll have a bright future there."

Tom said firmly, "No."

"Alright then, since you don't want to go to Slytherin, then go to Gryffindor!"

The Sorting Hat shouted its choice, and all the students in the Great Hall heard it. A burst of enthusiastic applause rang out from the Gryffindor table.

Lynn, who was sitting at the Slytherin table, was not particularly surprised by the result.

He could guess that the Sorting Hat would most likely sort Tom into Slytherin, but Tom now loathed, even hated, her former self, so she would definitely reject the Sorting Hat's decision.

If a young wizard strongly requests it, the Sorting Hat will usually comply with the young wizard's wishes. Since Slytherin is not going, the closest house to Slytherin is Gryffindor.

Tom took off her hat and ran to the long table in Gryffindor to sit down. The lion cubs were very welcoming to the newcomer and made room for her.

Not long after Tom was sorted out, it was Umaru's turn. She walked quickly up the platform with a relaxed expression, then sat down in the chair and put on the Sorting Hat.

Many of the older students knew Umaru. After Lynn's identity was exposed, Umaru openly used her original identity to move around in the castle, so it wasn't a secret that she was Lynn's sister.

Umaru put the Sorting Hat on her head for less than ten seconds before announcing the final sorting results.

"Slytherin!"

(End of this chapter)