From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

Chapter 132 How could a Mudblood enter Slytherin?

At the branching ceremony, Xiwen successfully experienced the feelings of the old students who sat in the auditorium in advance when they entered school last year.

He now seriously doubts that the first-year walk down the dirt path to the boat and then up from the boathouse to the entrance courtyard wasn't just an attempt to retrace the steps of the founders. This kind of journey will take a long time, just enough for the old students to wander from the main entrance of the castle to the auditorium, and then find a place to sit down.

By the time Professor Mellors went to greet the new students, the old students who were already in the auditorium had already arranged their clothes and faces, preparing to show the most glorious side of Hogwarts teachers and students to the new little wizards. .

When the little wizard Xiwen was sitting upright at the Slytherin table, the ghost Xiwen was also deceived by a group of unscrupulous ghosts to scare the newly admitted little wizard.

Being fooled by them, Ghost Xiwen's interest was also aroused. In Helena's innocent eyes, he followed a group of ghosts and floated from the ghost conference room to the direction of the auditorium.

"As far as I know, for five hundred years, young wizards who are about to be sorted into Hogwarts will be arranged in the small room outside the auditorium." The fat monk led Xiwen very familiarly and explained at the same time. Hogwarts has a tradition of scaring new little wizards.

"To tell you the truth, it's good for us to scare them." Sir Nicholas said to Xiwen seriously.

Xiwen raised his eyebrows and looked at Nicholas with an expression of disbelief.

"You don't understand this!" Nicholas said happily, as if you were still too young. "Scare all the new students at once when they get together and let them know that our ghosts exist at Hogwarts."

"Then they won't make such a fuss when they meet us while hanging out in the castle with their friends, and they won't make a fool of themselves in front of their friends. Isn't this good for them?"

"Why does it seem to make sense..."

After listening to Nicholas' words, Xiwen felt that something was wrong, but he was not sure what was wrong.

Fortunately, the fat monk interrupted their conversation.

"We're getting there," he said.

Because they could ignore the obstacles of the terrain, Xiwen and many other ghosts arrived near the auditorium in just a short time.

The Fat Monk and Nicholas tacitly walked around to the side of the room where the freshmen were, and organized the ghosts to line up.

"Wait, do we need to queue up..." Xiwen twitched the corner of his mouth and asked Nicholas, who was lining up for the ghost.

"This is an annual event. Even if we are ghosts, we still need a sense of ceremony!" Nicholas said in an exaggerated voice. "Moreover, if you line up and sneak into the room from the side wall, it won't be as routine and surprising as entering from the front, and it won't be as easily ignored by them as entering from the back. Everything is just right!"

"Strange, this is hundreds of years of experience and inheritance. You still have a lot to learn!" An old ghost standing next to Xiven also stroked his goatee and said to Xiven sincerely. There is quite a sense of seniors giving guidance to juniors.

Xiwen nodded resignedly and allowed Nicholas to arrange a more secluded position for himself.

"Your appearance is pretty good, but you won't scare anyone, so I put you at the back of the team." This is how Nicholas explained Sivan's position arrangement.

Before entering the room, the fat monk did not forget to remind Xiwen: "Remember, we didn't scare them on purpose. We just happened to pass by. Do you understand?"

Xiwen nodded with twitching lips.

Finally, all the precautions were clearly explained, and the ghosts got into the room where the little wizards were.

Listening to the screams of the new students in the room, the ghosts who "happened to pass by" couldn't help but secretly raise the corners of their mouths.

Xiven first saw Lestrange, who had a unique and rugged appearance in the room. He was having a talk with a group of well-dressed young wizards, showing off the strength of his family and his confident and brave spirit.

However, after seeing the ghosts, he screamed the loudest...

In addition to him, Sivan also saw the talented and handsome little wizard Tom Riddle.

Originally, Xiven thought that because of his personality, he might be isolated by other little wizards, just like Moody's roommate did to Moody.

But Xiwen guessed wrong.

Instead of being isolated, Riddle mingled with many young wizards, making the freshmen around him laugh heartily from time to time.

His handsome appearance, elegant conversation and outstanding temperament all attract other little wizards who have never seen the world. In other words, even people who have seen the world will be attracted to him and have a good impression of him.

It could be said that, except for the small pure-blood circle in which Lestrange belonged, Riddle had a good time chatting with all the freshmen.

When Riddle saw the ghosts "passing by", he didn't scream or be scared like other little wizards. He was just startled for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, showing an interested look.

Xiwen nodded slightly, secretly sighing at Riddle's courage, and then followed these "passing" ghosts out of the room where freshmen were waiting to be sorted.

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Thousands of burning candles floated over the auditorium, lighting up the entire auditorium. From the transparent ceiling of the auditorium, you can see the beautiful night sky. The stars and candles twinkling in the night sky are particularly charming.

Like last year, Professor Mellors led the freshmen to the stage in front of the auditorium and asked them to stand facing the old students in the audience.

Then she picked up a pointed wizard hat from the end of the professor's long table and placed it on the four-corner stool in front of the auditorium.

The Sorting Hat is still as tattered and dirty as last year, but the songs sung are different from last year.

Of course, no one cares what it says, which is still no different than last year...

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, Professor Mellors took out a piece of parchment and read out the name of the first new student——

"Pablo Avery!"

"Slytherin!"

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Sivan was bored as he listened to the names read out one by one from Professor Mellors' mouth, and watched the little wizards being assigned to their respective colleges by the sorting hat.

During this period, Lestrange was also assigned to Slytherin and sat near Sivan.

"Tom Riddle!"

At this moment, the next name read by Professor Melos caught Xiven's attention.

In addition to Sivan, Lestrange also looked at the front of the auditorium angrily and muttered: "I want to see which college this mudblood will be assigned to."

In front of the auditorium, the handsome black-haired little wizard still maintained an elegant posture and sat on the four-corner stool in front of the auditorium. But from his clenched hands, it could be vaguely seen that he was also a little nervous inside.

The Sorting Hat seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, and then shouted loudly:

"Slytherin!"

Xiwen was stunned for a moment when he heard the Sorting Hat's decision.

At the same time, a loud, rough voice sounded from the Slytherin table——

"This is impossible! How could he, a Mudblood, be sorted into Slytherin?!"

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