Chapter 161

Chapter 161 Three Choices

Who would have thought that Bai Ye shook his head and put down Gryffindor's sword.

Putting the Sorting Hat, which had become much lighter, on his head.

"Professor, although I don't mind joining Gryffindor, I still have to go through the process."

Professor McGonagall nodded with satisfaction. Even though she had accomplished a feat that no one before her had accomplished, she was still neither arrogant nor arrogant.

This is the real Gryffindor.

"Oh, the little wizard who pulled out the sword, you should belong to Gryffindor... No, you also have wisdom far beyond your peers and an endless thirst for knowledge.

Horrible desires beyond almost any Slytherin I've ever seen. "

"It's difficult, it's really difficult. I've never seen a little wizard like you!"

The sorting hat swayed left and right on Bai Ye's head, and he couldn't decide which school he was in for a while.

Professor McGonagall saw something was wrong, and the other party pulled out their swords. Why was the Sorting Hat so hesitant? Shouldn't it just make the decision directly?

Bai Ye glanced at Hermione's position and vaguely felt the emotion of anticipation from her.

He conveyed his idea to the Sorting Hat.

"Ravenclaw? It's indeed a very good decision. With your knowledge, you might become a master of spells."

"So, Ravenclaw!"

The Sorting Hat changed from his low whisper just now, and his high-pitched voice echoed throughout the hall.

"Yeah!"

Hermione clenched her fists and waved them excitedly. From now on, she would have a companion to study with.

Professor McGonagall looked at the Sorting Hat in surprise, wondering if it was broken after the sword was pulled out.

How could you assign schools blindly? Bai Ye should be Gryffindor, right?

"Mr. Howard, are you sure you want to choose Ravenclaw over Gryffindor?"

Professor McGonagall bent down and whispered to Bai Ye. After all, what she was doing was trying to gain some leverage, so it was better to keep a low profile.

"Since the Sorting Hat arranged for me to go to Ravenclaw, I will go there to study. The sorting ceremony has been maintained for hundreds of years, and it should not be changed at will."

Bai Ye inserted the sword back into the Sorting Hat and asked pretending to be confused.

In his perception, this sword was just that, different from Ravenclaw's crown.

The sword is more like a symbol, and the power it contains is not weak, but it is completely inconspicuous compared to Bai Ye's many abilities.

In terms of combat power, he no longer needs a sword to support him.

It couldn't be easier to destroy a Horcrux.

As everyone knows, his behavior frightened many young wizards who had not yet been sorted into different schools, fearing that the swords that were put back would fall.

Faced with Bai Ye's problem, Professor McGonagall had nothing to say. The facts were here.

Even if Bai Ye is willing to follow her, the Sorting Hat has already arranged the school and cannot change it at will.

Especially since she was the vice-principal of Hogwarts, it was even less likely that she would actively break the rules.

After a brief silence, Ravenclaw let out a deafening cheer.

On the other hand, on the Gryffindor side, most students were a little unhappy.

The savior is not theirs, and now even the little wizard who drew his sword has gone to Ravenclaw.

Is Gryffindor under some kind of strange curse this year?

"I thought you were really going to go to Gryffindor, but luckily you came here."

When Bai Ye sat next to Hermione, she patted her chest and said happily.

The ensuing sorting ceremony was slightly unsatisfactory. It seemed that every little wizard felt that the sword would pierce their heads.

None of them were willing to put on their hats, after Professor McGonagall repeatedly assured that the little wizard would never be in any danger.

Only then did they put the sorting hat tremblingly on their heads with a certain death mentality.

By accident, there were actually many more Gryffindor students than before.

When all the students were sorted into different houses, Professor McGonagall put away the parchment and glanced resentfully at Bai Ye, who was chatting animatedly with Hermione.

Today's little wizards are too precocious. If Miss Granger is assigned to their side, she might even get Bai Ye as a gift.

Dumbledore stood up, stretched out his arms to the students with a smile on his face, and said:

"Welcome everyone to the new school year at Hogwarts, now let's enjoy the food!"

All kinds of food magically appeared on the empty plates around him.

"Roast beef, pork chops, potato chips..."

It's a pity that there is no Chinese food. Fortunately, even if Hogwarts is in the UK, it has not created dark dishes such as "Looking at the Stars".

The house elves who made these foods were very good at it, much better than what Bai Ye had eaten in the Leaky Cauldron.

Bai Ye gently slid his two index fingers, and a roasted lamb leg on the table flew in front of him.

With two flat strokes in the void, the roasted lamb leg seemed to have been cut dozens of times by a sharp machete, turning into scattered pieces of meat and falling on the plates in front of him and Hermione.

This scene made the Hufflepuff wizards nearby extremely envious. Immediately, some senior wizards came over to ask Bai Ye how he did it.

If I could learn this skill, wouldn't it be a lot easier to cook in the future?

Bai Ye did not skimp on his knowledge. While eating lamb leg, he explained the principles of magic to the Hufflepuff senior.

Unfortunately, the fifth-year Hufflepuff student listened with confusion, and could only write down Bai Ye's words in his notes stiffly.

Not only him, but also senior Laver Laura who was eavesdropping at the same table had the same expression.

What on earth was the junior talking about?

Is this how a little wizard like him can get in touch with magic?

I was afraid that I had gone to a fake magic school.

"Of course, if you haven't learned to cast without a wand, I can still tell you how to use a wand, which is much simpler than without a wand."

Bai Ye picked up the napkin on the table, wiped his mouth elegantly, and said to the dumbfounded senior.

"Can you cast without a wand?"

He nodded, tapped the table with his palm, and the French fries not far away spun and suddenly turned into a plate of fried potato shreds, falling next to Bai Ye.

In theory, food transformed by transfiguration cannot be eaten. When the magic fails, the food eaten will return to its original state.

But if the food is transformed into another kind of food, there is no such concern, anyway, it will be digested after eating.

The young wizards around were speechless. They had never seen anyone other than the professor who could cast magic without a wand so skillfully. It was even easier than using a wand.

"No wonder you gave up Gryffindor. I think a wizard like you is more suitable for Ravenclaw."

The senior of Badger College held his chin and said to Bai Ye with admiration, and then looked at him with expectant eyes.

If you can't learn magic without a wand, can't you learn magic with a wand?

Come on, he is already a mature fifth-year wizard.