Chapter 237 Thoughts Are Clear

If receiving a letter from Hogwarts is a blessing, then thinking about which college to choose is a happy trouble.

The four major colleges include "Gryffindor", which represents bravery, vitality and chivalry. Its exclusive color is golden red, and its symbolic animal is a lion.

There is "Slytherin", which represents honor and power and often does whatever it takes to achieve its goals. Its exclusive color is silver green, and its symbolic animal is a snake.

There is also "Ravenclaw", which represents wisdom and erudition and is full of endless desire for knowledge. Its exclusive color is blue brown, and its symbolic animal is an eagle.

There is also "Hufflepuff", which represents integrity and loyalty and silently adheres to principles. Its exclusive color is yellow gray, and its symbolic animal is a badger.

Of course, the above is a relatively official statement.

There are also sayings that lions are reckless, green snakes are venomous, blue eagles are proud, and little badgers are stupid.

In response to Hermione's question, Lu Yuan casually replied: [It doesn't matter which college you go to, there is not much difference. ]

"Why is it not big?!" Hermione didn't agree, and immediately started to recite a textbook.

Lu Yuan interrupted immediately, [Don't you already have a favorite college? 】

"But the sorting can't be based on personal preferences."

[Why not? There is another name for magic in this world. Do you know what it is? 】

"What?"

[Mind-oriented magic! 】

"What does it mean?"

[It means that for all things related to magic, as long as you are determined in your heart to achieve a result, you will increase the chance of your dream coming true by at least 30%. 】

"Really? Wait!" Hermione's eyes suddenly widened and she reacted, "I seem to have seen similar statements in "Standard Spells for Beginners" and "Transfiguration Guide for Beginners". The three elements of magic spells: gestures, spells, and a firm heart! So this is what firm heart means?!"

[Hmm. 】

Hermione suddenly felt happy about overcoming the difficulty of knowledge, but when her thoughts returned to the sorting in front of her, she became nervous again.

"But I don't know how to sort the houses specifically yet."

[Purity! Hermione, you need purity! Those details are not important. 】

At this time, the giant Hagrid had brought a group of little wizards to the castle gate.

Fists as big as honeycombs hit the wooden door repeatedly, making people worry that the wooden door will collapse in the next second.

Fortunately, the door opened, and a capable witch over fifty years old walked out. Her hair was tied up high, she was tall and stood upright, as if she was ready to meet any challenge at any time. She was wearing a well-cut wizard robe, matched with an exquisite silver school badge, showing her seriousness and seriousness as a school professor.

The visitor introduced herself, Minerva McGonagall, the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts, and the future Transfiguration teacher.

She took over from Hagrid and led everyone all the way to the door of the auditorium. She also talked about the upcoming sorting and the college reward and penalty points system, and asked everyone to wait for a while.

At this time, her eyes suddenly looked at Hermione, "Miss Granger, Mr. Longbottom, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy... follow me!"

Hermione's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly became nervous, and her little hands clenched her robes.

At this time, Malfoy, with his panda eyes, walked by, raised his eyebrows, twisted his mouth, and whispered, "Little mudblood, you're done!"

[Beat him! ]

Hermione was already nervous, and when she heard the sound suddenly, her body almost responded by punching, and once again accurately hit Malfoy's left eye.

With a roar!

Malfoy stepped back three steps and sat directly on the ground.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Professor McGonagall, who had just turned around and taken less than two steps, also turned around, frowned, and the aura of a strict teacher was fully open, "Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger, what are you doing? Give me an explanation!"

"It's her, this mudblood, this person took the initiative to hit me, she is crazy, she must be expelled! I want to continue writing letters to my father!" Malfoy shouted and pointed at Hermione.

At this moment, Hermione was panicked under the gaze of everyone.

Especially when she saw Professor McGonagall's scrutiny, she was even more at a loss.

[Don't panic, I'm here! Now, just tell the professor about Malfoy insulting you in public, and ask the professor what mudblood means. 】

"This..."

[McGreg is a fair professor, she will help you. Besides, you have no choice now, right? Do you want this kid to complain first? 】

Lu Yuan's words, I don't know which one gave Hermione the courage, she gritted her teeth and pointed back at Malfoy and said, "Since the train, he has been calling me a mudblood, and I was so angry that I hit him. Professor, what does mudblood mean?"

Hearing this, the surrounding little wizards immediately stirred up a commotion.

McGreg's face also changed. The insult of this word is stronger than Hermione imagined.

If you really want to involve it carefully, it can even be related to the period of the Dark Lord's cholera.

McGreg pursed her lips tightly and looked at Malfoy with a bad look, "I will ask your father Lucius Malfoy about this matter. I really want to know how he educates his children!"

"I didn't! She's talking nonsense!" Malfoy's crooked mouth instantly healed.

"You said it clearly!"

"Yes, we can all testify!"

At this time, Neville, Ron, and Harry also stood up.

"You are working together to frame me, Gowercrabbe, you are for me..."

"Enough!"

McGall interrupted the quarrel between the two sides, "I will investigate this matter! Now be quiet and wait for the sorting later."

The incident happened suddenly, and McGonagall didn't plan to talk to a few more people. Since the conflict happened on the train, she naturally had a way to know the specific situation.

Such an incident directly diluted the anxiety of the young wizards about the sorting.

Back in the crowd, many people looked at Hermione with admiration, especially Ron. Their Weasley family and the Malfoy family were old rivals. At this moment, they wanted to kneel down and call themselves "adoptive mother" in exchange for Hermione's method of hitting people in the eyes.

However, Hermione has not calmed down yet.

"Mr. System, I was almost killed by you!"

[But you did it beautifully, didn't you? ]

"I just had no choice."

[Do you feel relieved now? ]

"Yes, a little bit, but I always feel that this is not good. I am here to learn magic..."

[No, no, Hermione, the Supreme Sorcerer cannot rely on learning alone. Power must be reflected in all aspects, and the understanding of thoughts is just one of them. ]

Hermione always felt that something was wrong after hearing it.

At this time, the door of the auditorium finally opened, and the young wizards lined up and walked in nervously.

The first thing you see is the long table of the four major colleges, which is decorated with the colors of their respective colleges. Above your head, hundreds of candles are suspended in the air, rising and falling. They are arranged into elegant patterns, illuminating the entire hall like daylight.

On the ceiling, the dome constructed by meteorological magic is like a whole galaxy across the night sky. In the center hangs a huge, radiant candle chandelier, which is not only a lighting tool, but also a witness to the glorious history of Hogwarts.

At the front of the auditorium, professors are sitting in gorgeous wizard robes. Their faces are serious, gentle, or expectant. In the center is the principal's throne, which symbolizes power and wisdom.

At this moment, an old man with white hair and beard and half-moon glasses is sitting. He is the greatest wizard of this century, Principal Albus Dumbledore.

As all the young wizards entered the auditorium, he stood up happily. The meaning was very simple, just say a few words.