Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Avgegrunia understood Sergei's gesture, stopped talking, and stood there obediently, waiting for the little bean sprouts in front of him one after another to stand up and hold the sorting hat on their heads for sorting——

Because of the large number of people, even though the sorting ceremony was presided over by Tiera holding a sorting hat in one hand and a knitting needle in the other, which shortened the sorting time for each little wizard to the shortest possible time, the entire sorting ceremony took one and a half hours.

During the sorting ceremony, the old students who took the Hogwarts Express finally understood why the train, which usually buzzed for most of the day, stopped at Hogsmeade Village Station before two o'clock today.

At the end of the whole sorting process, not many people from the four major colleges were even willing to stand up and applaud——

According to usual practice, every time someone is assigned to his or her own college, the old students of that college should applaud, cheer, or whistle to express their welcome to the new students.

But when the fiftieth little bean sprout was assigned to Gryffindor House, only polite but mechanical applause came from the always enthusiastic Gryffindor seats. When the hundredth little bean sprout was assigned to Gryffindor House, there was only polite but mechanical applause. After arriving at Gryffindor House, polite applause was replaced by sparse applause. When the one hundred and fifty little sprouts were assigned to Gryffindor House, everyone began to pray for this. The long sorting ceremony ended quickly, and I no longer wanted anyone to be sorted into my own academy.

When all the bean sprouts were distributed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then the next step is to sort out our outstanding international students." Tiera, who presided over the sorting ceremony, smiled softly.

Tiera's brief words instantly made the Hogwarts students who had been sitting in the audience tense for more than an hour.

"Can't you let us divide it after we finish eating?" Ron muttered dissatisfiedly to Tiera who was sitting in the student seat.

"Because all exchange students have already studied in their original schools, they are obviously no longer suitable for the Sorting Hat's house." Tiera said with a smile, "So-"

With that said, Tiera waved her finger at the exchange student.

The exchange students suddenly felt something on their chests. They lowered their heads to check and found that it was actually a badge.

The badges on some people's chests are engraved with a silver-green venomous snake, while the badges on some people's chests are engraved with a golden-red griffon, others with a gray-blue crow, and an orange flat-headed brother.

"In order to help you integrate into the Hogwarts community faster, your branches are randomly assigned. Please keep the badges on your chest. They are your pass to enter the dormitory of your house." Tiera smiled. Explained, "Ms. Mercedes Amicitia, what's the problem?"

A witch with long blond hair, a plump figure, and a sunny and sweet appearance raised her hand while Tiera was speaking.

"What if we don't like the college we are in?" Mercedes Amicidia asked without hesitation, "Or what if there is a college we like more and want to go to?"

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the badge on her chest——

Coat of arms of Slytherin House.

"I am a wizard at Thunderbird College in Ilvermorny. I think I should go to Gryffindor or Hufflepuff House." Mercedes Amicitia said.

"oh--"

As soon as Mercedes Amicitia finished speaking, cheers came from the Gryffindor table and the Hufflepuff table at the same time.

Obviously, for such a sweet and beautiful witch, any adolescent male wizard in any academy is welcome.

"Academies are not as sacred as you think. They are just places where you live and sleep." Tiera replied with a smile without caring.

"But I heard that you were supposed to go to Ravenclaw when you entered school, but you were sorted into Gryffindor after holding a knitting needle and threatening the Sorting Hat. Why can't we choose the dormitory?" Mercedes Yami Sitia asked again.

"Oh?" Tiera was indeed a little surprised. He didn't expect that Mercedes Amishitia, a little witch from the United States, could know so clearly.

Tiera's eyes drifted past Draco Malfoy, who was hiding in the crowd.

Draco Malfoy avoided Tiera's gaze with a guilty conscience.

"Because I threatened the Sorting Hat with this sewing needle." Tiera waved the sewing needle in her hand and said, "And your sorting is presided over and decided by me. If any of you are against If you are not satisfied with the sorting result, you can try to threaten me."

After Tiera finished speaking, she looked at her with a smile, her strength clearly revealed.

Mercedes Amicitia gave Tiera a sharp look, stamped her feet, and said nothing more, thus accepting Tiera's explanation.

"What is this woman's background?" Hermione asked with a frown.

"Mercedes Amicitia," Tiera said, "a fourth-year student at the Thunderbird Academy of Ilvermorny School of Magic. She is a straight-talking person who has no way of talking. She dares to say anything and hates evil so much that she offended her. There were many people. The one who was going to be sent here was supposed to be another girl, but the suitor of the other girl helped her exchange final exam results with Mercedes Amexitia, which resulted in Mercedes Amexitia being sent. And because Mercedes is not popular, almost all the teachers at Ilvermorny Magic School knew about this situation, but they all pretended not to know and sent Mercedes Amicitia here."

"She's so pitiful." Hermione immediately felt pity for this standard American girl. "She left her hometown, was far away from her relatives, and was sorted into Slytherin House. Tiera, you really can't help her change the house. ?"

"Oh my God, Miss Granger, put away your sympathy." Tiera said, "You can try to get along with her for a week. After a week, it will be Slytherin House who will be pitiful."

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.

"Look at her appearance. She is charming, sweet and sunny. There is no flaw on her body, not even a scar." Tiera said.

"What do you mean?" Hermione still didn't understand.

"Do you remember when I received unprocessed Boba root juice in fourth grade?" Tiera pursed her lips towards Mercedes Amicitian. "She was so hated that even the teacher didn't help her. , why has she not been tricked by anyone?"

"Isn't she simple?" Hermione asked.

"Of course." Tiera said, "Her nickname in Ilvermorny is She-Fire Dragon. Her talents in spells, curses, potions, and curse-removing talents are all top-notch. Her grades didn't make the grade. The first fifty were just because all the teachers disliked her."

"If Slytherin House dares to cause trouble behind your back, I can guarantee you that Slytherin House will spend the remaining months of this year in a state of confusion."

"So," Hermione asked suddenly, "your assignment to the houses was not completely random, right?"