Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil

"Before entering the auditorium for the opening banquet, you must first complete a ritual."

"This is very important. Your house is your home at Hogwarts. You will attend classes and live with your classmates from your house. Even during your free time, you will most likely spend it with your classmates in the house common room."

"The houses are divided into Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff... and Slytherin."

"Each college has a glorious history, and countless outstanding wizards have been born here."

"You will symbolize the honor of your college, and your every word and action will determine whether your college wins the College Cup at the end of the academic year."

"This is the highest honor a student at Hogwarts can receive. No matter which house you are ultimately sorted into, I hope you will strictly abide by the school rules and bring glory to your house and to Hogwarts!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood tall and proud, exuding a powerful aura of authority.

"The sorting ceremony will officially begin in a few minutes, and the entire faculty and student body will be there to witness it, so you can use these few minutes to get yourselves ready."

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, she turned and opened the wooden door. Before leaving, she turned back and added, "I hope I won't find a complete mess when I come back."

The wooden door was gently closed, and the only sound in the room was the crackling of the firewood in the fireplace.

Professor McGonagall's imposing presence was intimidating, and since most of these young wizards had never seen a real magic temple before, and were about to be surrounded by the entire school, their initial excitement inevitably turned into nervousness.

Everyone looked at each other, feeling somewhat uneasy.

What's involved in the Sorting Ceremony?

"I heard it's going to be a fight against giants!"

"What? Does that mean we're going to have to fight the big guy who brought us here?"

"Merlin's stinky pants! He could punch us all into the ground!"

Hearing the whispers of the young wizards around him, Cho Chang grew a little nervous: "Puni, is what they're saying true?"

Puni smiled: "Of course..."

Qiu Zhang's eyes widened: "Huh?"

"It's fake."

"..."

Qiu Zhang gave Puni a somewhat resentful look: "No wonder you're not nervous at all about the upcoming school divisions."

Puni shook his head gently: "Actually, there's nothing to be nervous about. Just keep a calm mind."

Although the meditation method given in "Bloodline Resonance" does not seem to work on Puni.

However, the diary in his mind kept resonating with this magical castle.

During this brief break, Puni casually strolled around the room.

It wasn't until they got up close that Puni truly felt the powerful magic contained within Hogwarts Castle.

The furnishings inside the house and the stone walls of the room contained ancient magic that flowed out like streams, then transformed into a band of light like a galaxy, and was eventually absorbed and stored in the diary in his mind.

As expected, the magic of just one front room was not enough to turn the pages of the diary; it only added another small, lit fragment to the map.

Puni guessed that unlocking more features of the diary and exploring the secret-filled Hogwarts Castle might be a good option.

Just as Puni walked back to Qiu Zhang's side, a piercing scream suddenly rang out beside them.

"It's a ghost! This place is haunted!"

The scream startled everyone.

The freshmen all turned their attention to the few figures that floated out of the wall.

They seemed to completely disregard the group of dumbfounded newcomers, arguing fiercely about something, and noisily passed through another wall, leaving behind a group of terrified little wizards.

Before everyone could recover from the shock of the ghost story...

The wooden door was opened again.

Professor McGonagall is back.

"Are you ready? Follow me, the Sorting Ceremony is about to begin."

Qiu Zhang moved closer to Puni and gently touched his arm: "Puni, which academy do you want to go to?"

Puni didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked down at her and asked, "What about you? Have you thought about which academy you'd like to attend?"

"I want to go to Ravenclaw!" Cho Chang's eyes lit up. "My mother graduated from Ravenclaw! She always told me how beautiful the common room was, and I really want to see the place where my mother used to be."

Puni nodded. "I see... then I'll go to Ravenclaw too."

Upon hearing this, Max immediately leaned in and said, "Puni! Your full name is Puni Lestrange, right? That's a pure-blood surname. Logically, you should definitely be sorted into Slytherin, right?"

On the ship, when Marcos was chatting with Qiu Zhang and the others, he mentioned Puni's surname, which surprised him.

But then he suddenly felt it was normal. Only pure-blooded nobles would bother to figure out strange, inhuman languages, right?

"What does my surname have to do with which house I go to?" Penny asked, puzzled. "Which house I want to go to is my decision—and don't you think Slytherin's green hat looks ugly?"

All three blinked, looking somewhat bewildered.

What's so ugly about a green hat?

Wearing a green hat (being cheated on) seems pretty good!

Before the crowd could say anything more, the group had already reached the double doors of the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall raised her hand and pushed open the door.

In an instant, dazzling lights and bustling voices rushed towards me.

The young wizards stopped in their tracks, unable to resist looking up in amazement.

Inside the auditorium, four long college tables were neatly arranged, and the upperclassmen were already seated, curiously looking at the freshmen at the door.

However, these people were not the reason for their amazement.

Looking up, the dome of the auditorium is truly breathtaking.

It has been enchanted, perfectly replicating the appearance of deep space, imbued with a rich epic feel.

Under a sky studded with stars, thousands of candles floated in mid-air, yet no wax dripped down; only warm candlelight poured down, illuminating the entire auditorium as bright as day.

Professor McGonagall had already led them to the platform directly in front of the altar.

All the professors at Hogwarts are here.

Professor McGonagall conjured a four-legged stool, and then solemnly placed a dirty hat on it.

"That hat is covered in patches! What's it for?" Qiu Zhang was a little stunned.

Puni suddenly had a wicked idea and chuckled, "Perhaps we should perform a 'restored to its original state' act in front of the professor?"

"Restore to its original state? A restoration spell?" Qiu Zhang was stunned, then panicked. "But I haven't even mastered the levitation spell yet!"

However, her voice was quickly drowned out by the Sorting Hat's sawing-like singing.

"Oh—you might not think I'm pretty..."