I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Lynn squeezed his smooth chin, and before he could feel the change in his brain and the new title, he heard Hagrid speak loudly.

"Only four people can sit on a boat!"

He pointed to a row of boats docked by the Black Lake and repeated again, "Attention! Each boat cannot exceed four!"

With that, he took the lead and jumped into a small boat.

Lynn got into a small boat with three other little wizards he didn't know.

Soon, Hagrid looked around for a week and saw that the freshmen were already on the boat. He gave orders to all the boats like a general:

"Okay, let's go now."

The boat is automatic without wind, carrying a group of freshmen quickly across the black lake.

There were two men and one woman on the boat that Lynn was sitting on. Their brows were knitted together, their lips were pressed together, their faces were pale, and they looked very nervous.

Only Lynn was in a very relaxed mood, and still had time to dial the lake.

The effect of the newly acquired title looks quite good. Although there are some side effects, this side effect can be completely avoided, at least it is better than the previous title that insulted his character.

The only downside is that the name is a bit ugly.

He picked up a handful of lake water, and when he got closer to him, he realized that the lake water in the Black Lake was not actually black in the true sense, but dark green.

"Aren't you worried at all?" the girl with two pigtails and freckles asked him in confusion.

Lynn blinked: "What are you worried about?"

"The sorting test," said one boy. "They will have some kind of special way to tell which students belong to which college. According to those who have experienced it, it is a process that they will not want to remember for the rest of their lives."

It was only at this time that Lynn remembered that Hogwarts had such a tradition.

But it's not his fault. After all, it's been almost 20 years since he read the series of Harry Potter books, including this life, and he really can't really think of some details.

Lynn looked at them innocently.

"I have been living in a normal society before, and I have little understanding of these things in the magic world."

With such a calm look of Lynn, the three little wizards on the same boat were expecting him to be an insider who knew some insider information and could secretly reveal the gossip to them, but they didn't know as much, and they were suddenly disappointed.

"Your parents are Muggles?" the other boy looked at him suspiciously.

Lynn nodded calmly: "If the Muggles you are talking about mean ordinary people who can't magic, then I guess they should be."

The boy straightened his back, as if he was kindly giving him something about Kop Hogwarts, but there was a hint of contempt in his tone.

"Then it's impossible for you to be assigned to Slytherin. Hogwarts has four academies, and Slytherin only accepts those with pure blood wizard blood and excellent magical talent, such as me.

The other three houses, Ravenclaw valued wisdom, Gryffindor valued courage, Hufflepuff valued loyalty, well, my parents told me that the standards for selecting students in this house are very loose, it is said that most Muggles without qualifications Family wizards are all from here, it is estimated that you will most likely be assigned to this academy. "

It's no surprise that Lynn, an unpleasant little brat, has seen so many times in the orphanage.

He shrugged and said indifferently: "I can go anywhere, but I heard the wizards in Diagon Alley say that the best house in Hogwarts now is Gryffindor, right?

It is said that our headmaster was born in this academy, and Slytherin's reputation is not very good. They all say that there are many dark wizards there. "

The boy obviously came from a pure-blood family with blood discrimination, and was stabbed so small by Lynn, he blushed and tried to argue,

But after muttering in a low voice for a long time, he couldn't think of a rebuttal.

This little episode was not taken by Lynn, because soon they had passed the Black Lake and came to the other side of the lake.

Hagrid led them out of the boat, walked together to the oak door on the front of the castle, and knocked on the wooden door three times with his fist twice the size of a normal person.

The door was immediately opened from the inside.

Professor McGonagall, whose expression was always serious, stood upright in front of the freshmen.

As soon as he saw Professor McGonagall, Lynn couldn't help but think of his daring cat licking behavior. Although he knew that Professor McGonagall didn't care, he still shrank his neck in a guilty conscience.

"I brought the freshman here, Professor McGonagall."

Professor McGonagall nodded, glanced at the little wizards, and the stern gaze made many freshmen who saw her for the first time intimidated.

"Thank you, Hagrid, they'll leave it to me now."

The little wizards followed the well-known vice-principal to a cubicle in a castle. After Professor McGonagall gave them a routine lecture each year, they left to prepare for the sorting ceremony. .

A group of freshmen who had been suppressed for a long time immediately exploded.

Some of them had already known each other on the train, and now without the professor's supervision, they suddenly started talking at length.

Lynn had initially eavesdropped on some of what they were saying, but lost interest after discovering that it was basically some unfounded suspicion about the sorting ceremony.

The system in my mind has released a new mission after completing the main mission of Hogwarts.

[Main quest: Get a reward from the professor of the corresponding course.

Reward: Compatible magic talent and effect +1]

Lynn lowered his head and pondered the new task given by the system. The system gave a wide range of praise. Like Professor McGonagall's previous praise, he could improve his Transfiguration talent.

So it seems that it is not difficult to complete this task, as long as you are a little more active in the classroom after the start of school, it is basically enough.

What makes Lynn care is, can I use this method to repeatedly brush points?

Although it is a bit suspicious of wanting to eat farts, you can still try it.

Professor McGonagall was back here soon after, lining up the freshmen and leading them out of the cubicle to the Hogwarts Great Hall and Dining Room.

The hall was very lively. Students from four different colleges were sitting at four long tables, and the professors were all sitting on one long table on the high platform. Lynn saw Professor Fox at a glance among the professors.

He was still wearing his long trench coat, which was so out of character for him as a wizard, with a tie underneath.

Fox also noticed Lynn's gaze, and smiled and beckoned to him.

After staggering his eyes from Professor Fox, the one that caught Lynn's most attention was the one sitting in the middle of the professor's long table, with a big white beard and strange half-moon glasses on his face, looking like an amiable old man , the headmaster of Hogwarts who was always smiling: Albus Dumbledore.

Without giving Lynn much time to observe the most outstanding headmaster in Hogwarts history, Professor McGonagall led them to the high platform, then moved out to a bench with a dirty and torn hat on it.

After the famous Sorting Hat finished its song cheerfully, the five long tables were greeted with applause from students and professors alike.

For a school like Hogwarts, the start of school is indeed a happy thing for all the little wizards. Among so many people present, only the freshmen are not very happy.

After being nervous for so long in the sorting ceremony, it turned out that it was as simple as wearing a hat, and no one would be in a good mood.

But this finally made them breathe a sigh of relief, after all, wearing a hat is not a difficult thing.

Although the hat looks dirty and sings weird.

"Mean Agnes!"

Professor McGonagall called out the name of the first little wizard.

A dark-haired boy stumbled and trotted all the way, sat down on the four-cornered stool under the watchful eyes of all Hogwarts students and professors, and put on the hat.

In full view, the Sorting Hat was quick to shout, "Ravenclaw!"

Suddenly there was a cheer on the long table of Ravenclaw.

Lynn's palms were slightly sweaty.

It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous in this environment, he was so close to the long table in Gryffindor that he could even hear a senior Gryffindor muttering annoyed when the first freshman entered. Allocation above he lost the bet.

"Lynn Bellock."

Lynn's name was in third place, he took a deep breath, and then trotted to Professor McGonagall's side.

He hadn't lied before, and he really didn't care what house Lynn was assigned to. He had no prejudice against Slytherin, nor was he too enthusiastic about Gryffindor. He yearned for Ravenclaw's wisdom, and Identify with Hufflepuff's loyalty and low profile.

All he was nervous about was the Sorting Hat itself.

The system rewarded Occlumency, Lynn couldn't control it, so he didn't know whether it would work or not.

But it's useless to think so much now, all he can do is put the hat on his head.

I really didn't mean to break the chapter, but when I wrote this, I found that this chapter already has nearly 3,000 words! (manually funny)

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