From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 15 The three-year period has come, welcome the return of the Iron Hat King

The rumors about the entrance examination were quite harmful to everyone, at least when groups of ghosts came through the wall and into this small room, few people noticed them.

Even if the little wizard saw the ghosts, he just thought he was dazzled by the pressure of the entrance examination, so he just glanced at them and paid no more attention.

"Hey! What are you doing here?"

Until the ghosts also noticed the little wizard on the ground.

“Oh——” There was a commotion among the freshmen team, and a low exclamation was heard from the crowd.

A chubby monk-like ghost smiled and said, "You are a freshman! Are you waiting here to prepare for the test?"

Some students nodded silently, and those who did not move or speak became more pessimistic. The monk ghost's words fully confirmed the authenticity of the entrance examination. Harry, Ron and Malfoy all belonged to this group.

No one paid attention to what the ghosts said because Professor McGonagall was back.

"Line up in single file and follow me!" Professor McGonagall gave her orders.

The young wizards had no choice but to do as they were told. All those who were terrified of the entrance exam felt as if their legs were filled with lead, but they still followed suit and completed the formation.

Harry stood behind Ron, and behind him was Neville, and behind that was Malfoy and his two bodyguards.

As for Ivy, he just found a seat and joined the line, because he knew very well that the queue would not affect any results of the separation test.

The little wizards lined up and walked through the gorgeous double doors and entered a spacious and magnificent hall.

There were four long tables filled with various gold and silver tableware in the hall, and the tables were filled with students from various colleges, who were looking at the freshmen with curious eyes. At the end of the hall was a slightly raised platform, where the seats for the faculty were placed, and they were also lined up in a row, facing the freshmen.

The hall is illuminated by thousands of burning candles floating in the air. Due to magic, the candle wax will not drip on the expensive floor, and the candle smoke will not blacken the ceiling.

Speaking of ceilings, the ceiling of the Hogwarts Great Hall is perhaps one of the most magical ceilings, with magical magic making it look like a starry sky.

"There's a spell here, and it looks like the sky outside. I read about it in Hogwarts, A History."

When Harry heard Hermione's voice, he suddenly began to regret why he didn't listen to Ivy and read the big book that was not very suitable for entertainment.

However, Harry's annoyance was soon interrupted by Professor McGonagall's actions. She gently placed a four-legged stool in front of the freshman, and then placed a very shabby pointed wizard hat on it, with dust and pudding almost falling off it.

Generally speaking, a seemingly shabby object can appear in a place where it seems out of place, either because it has unparalleled commemorative significance or because it is an indispensable part of the place.

And for this hat, which carries part of the thinking of the four founders of Hogwarts, it has both.

"It looks like there won't be any written tests..." Harry didn't know what to think. "What's worse, it looks like the sorting will rely on spellcasting... What should I do? Pull a rabbit out of the hat? But which rabbit is willing to crawl into this shabby old hat?"

Just as Harry was lost in thought, the hat on the four-legged stool moved, and it opened a wide gap, like a mouth.

Just listen to it singing:
You can make your bowler hats shiny black, and your high silk hats smooth and crisp, (Evie never wore a hat except in winter, but now that she has magic, she doesn't wear one even in winter)

I am the magic hat used for testing at Hogwarts, so naturally I am superior to your hats. (Hats also have different levels? I have never heard of that.)
...(praising the three founders, then stomping on Slytherin a bit)...put me on! Don't be afraid! Don't panic! (It's my hair that should be panicking, because it's going to be dirty again.)
In my hands (even though I don't have any) you are absolutely safe! (Yes, except that you are a little dirtier, you are not much different from more than a hundred years ago.)
Because I am a magic hat that can think! (Infusing thoughts into objects is a topic worth studying, but how can I trick the hat from Dumbledore?)
The Sorting Hat finished its song, and Ivy ended her own wandering thoughts.

He heard Ron in front of him say, "So they just want us to put on the hat? I thought we really had to take a test! Do you think Ivy is lying? He's not a wizard from more than a hundred years ago, and he doesn't know any ancient magic. He's not even as tall as me!"

Harry, who was behind Ron, glanced at him in surprise, then whispered, "Professor McGonagall is looking at you, Ron."

So Ron pretended nothing had happened and turned his head stiffly.

"Now, whoever's name I call will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting." Professor McGonagall withdrew her gaze from Ron and began to read the list in her hand in order.

"Hannah Abbott!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Susan Burns!"

"Hufflepuff!"

Starting with Susan Burns, Professor McGonagall began reading the names of the little wizards whose surnames began with "B" until the last of them, Millicent Bulstrode, was sorted into Slytherin.

It is the turn of the "D" row, as there are no little wizards with the first letter of their last name starting with "C" this year.

"Ivy Doom!" said Professor McGonagall.

Ivy stepped out of the line and walked slowly toward the Sorting Hat, like a king approaching his crown.

"We meet again..." Ivy heard the Sorting Hat whisper, "Still the same choice? You really haven't changed your original intention, have you?"

"Of course...but I have a bigger vision!" Ivy answered silently in his heart.

"So ambitious... typical—"

"Slytherin!" the Sorting Hat shouted.

Ivy took off her hat and placed it neatly in the middle of the four-legged stool, then nodded to Professor McGonagall and turned to join the Slytherin table.

The sorting ceremony went quickly, and Hermione and Harry got what they wished and joined the Gryffindor table.

There are not many freshmen left. In addition to Ron Weasley, whose last name starts with "W", there is another girl whose last name starts with "V".

"Cassandra Worley!" Professor McGonagall pronounced her name.

The blonde girl looked straight ahead and put on the worn-out Sorting Hat straight.

"Slytherin!" The Sorting Hat called out her destination almost without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)