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Besides, the entire magical world does this, and there are many people who do things even more exaggerated than what he said, so how come they are fine?
There is no such double standard.
Kyle felt that he should do something. If the Sorting Hat really called it out, he would be doomed.
Azkaban is fine, but it's under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic and you can't just go there whenever you want.
But Nurmengard is different. Dumbledore has connections there, so it is very easy to send someone there.
Although Kyle knew in his heart that the reason why the petty Sorting Hat said that was probably because it was dissatisfied with what he had just said about complaining about it and wanted to get back at it, it was impossible for it to call out that place.
But what if...
A hat that has existed for more than a thousand years and has its own independent consciousness, no one knows what's going on in its mind. What if it suddenly wants to shout to liven up the atmosphere?
All are possible.
"Well..." Kyle smiled harmlessly and said, "The song you sang just now was pretty good, especially the first few lines. The lyrics were simple and the tone was brisk. It's much better than the clichés of The Weird Sisters."
Upon hearing this, the Sorting Hat immediately became interested: "You think it sounds good too, right? I told you, it took me a year to come up with it, how could it not be good? Only Dumbledore doesn't know how to appreciate it and actually persuaded me to sing the school song, that old bee!"
amount……
Kyle didn't intend to say bad things about him under the principal's nose. That would be too suicidal, even if he couldn't hear it.
After coughing twice to get over it, Kyle continued, "Excuse me, your song sounds familiar to me. Is it a rap song?"
"Rap style..." The Sorting Hat asked curiously, "What does this mean?"
"You don't know! You learned it all by yourself, that's amazing." Kyle pretended to be shocked, then explained, "Rap is also called rap, it's a very popular Muggle music style."
"Muggle music..." The Sorting Hat became even more curious.
"Yes, I think you can give it a try, it should be suitable for you." Kyle said sincerely: "If you need, I can give you a gift in this regard at Christmas."
"Okay... No, I mean, let's sort the houses first. It's been a long time, and you must be hungry. It would be bad to delay the dinner." The Sorting Hat cleared its throat and said, "By the way, where were we just now?"
Kyle smiled and said, "You just said that I am a good and polite child, but you think Gryffindor, Slytherin and Ravenclaw are not suitable for me."
"Hmm? I mentioned Ravenc... Oh, I almost forgot. That's right. You are absolutely right.
In this case, the result is already obvious..."
"Hufflepuff!"
The moment Kyle's classification results were announced, the entire auditorium, including the teacher's bench, burst into thunderous applause.
It lasted a full twenty minutes. This sorting, which could be considered the longest in the history of Hogwarts, was finally over.
They were really hungry. After all, the dinner would have already started at this time of year in previous years.
The Hufflepuff table was particularly lively. Cedric no longer cared about the Quidditch team and came over to give Kyle a hug enthusiastically.
"Great Kyle, I knew you would come to Hufflepuff."
Kyle smiled and said, "You have better taste than the Sorting Hat."
"Huh?" Cedric was stunned for a moment, not quite sure what this meant.
But Kyle just smiled and didn't explain.
Just at this moment, several seniors came over to shake hands with him. Judging from the badges on their bodies, they should be Hufflepuff prefects.
This is a common practice in every college. It not only expresses welcome, but also makes the students familiar to the new students.
Kyle greeted them with a smile and took the empty seat next to Cedric.
A prefect was sitting here before, but after finding out that Kyle and Cedric knew each other, he took the initiative to give up this position.
After Kyle sat down, he turned his gaze to the Sorting Hat like everyone else.
He had originally planned to come to Hufflepuff. After all, Newt was a Hufflepuff, and his father Chris was also a Hufflepuff graduate. As a wizard who also liked magical creatures, he naturally wanted to come here to experience it.
In addition, Kyle didn't want to think about Voldemort, the Dark Lord or anything like that now. He just wanted to fully enjoy the wonderful magic and the school life at Hogwarts. The enthusiastic and loyal Hufflepuff was undoubtedly the best choice.
This is important because the Hufflepuff dormitory is right next to the kitchen.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 20 Failed Prank
After sitting down at the Hufflepuff table, Kyle felt inexplicably relieved.
He had always felt uneasy before the sorting, but now that everything was settled, he had finally become a member of Hogwarts in the true sense.
This feels great.
Kyle leaned on the dining table, supporting his chin with his left hand, and leisurely watched the next branching situation while waiting for the dinner to begin.
Because of the extremely long sorting just now, many people in the auditorium were looking at Kyle curiously.
Many of the witches looked at Kyle and Cedric who were sitting together and talking and laughing, then turned to look at the classmates around them, and almost bit their back teeth to pieces.
Damn it, why do all the handsome guys go to Hufflepuff? This isn't fair!
……
At the Gryffindor table, Fred and George almost broke their back teeth.
"Why did Kyle go to Hufflepuff?" Fred smacked his thigh in frustration. "Then our carefully prepared welcome ceremony won't be necessary!"
"Stop talking, Fred. Let me take a break." George scratched his head. "Honestly, I can accept Kyle going to Slytherin, but Hufflepuff... How is that possible?"
"Yes!" Fred nodded. "Kyle is loyal? Kind? Is the Sorting Hat getting old and confused?"
Just as Fred and George fell silent, a freshman who had just been sorted into Gryffindor sat in the empty seat next to them.
next second...
"Ow!"
The screams echoed throughout the auditorium, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
The Gryffindor freshman was like a frightened guardian tree frog. He jumped more than three feet high on the spot, and then started running around holding his butt.
Running and wailing at the same time.
Only then did everyone see clearly that there was a round object hanging behind him.
It was about the same size as a Quidditch Bludger, with a huge mouth full of sharp teeth biting down on the freshman's butt.
"Wait, that ball looks familiar." Fred, who was watching the show, suddenly remembered something and turned around and asked, "George, didn't you put the biting ball away?"
George was stunned for a moment: "No, I thought you had already received it."
The two looked at each other, and then looked at a seat on the left at the same time, which was where the freshman had just sat.
Empty, no doubt.
"Oh, damn." Fred scratched his hair with a distressed look on his face: "That's all our savings."
The biting ball was a new prop that Fred and George bought from Zonko's Joke Shop at a high price. It could be disguised as an ordinary cushion and placed anywhere.
It's just a little expensive, requiring three Galleons, which is not a small amount of money for Fred and George.
But thinking about the fact that Kyle would be sent to the branch house today, they gritted their teeth, took out all their savings to buy it, and prepared to give their younger brother an unforgettable surprise.
In order to avoid any clues, they arranged everything in advance when Kyle put on the Sorting Hat and placed the cushion on an empty seat next to him.
That way, if Kyle was sorted into Gryffindor, they could naturally lure him into the trap.
It doesn’t matter even if you are assigned to another college. It’s just a cushion and you can take it back easily.
Everything is so perfect.
Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. They never expected that Kyle would be sorted into Hufflepuff, which was the most unlikely house in their opinion. The two were so shocked that they did not take the "cushion" back immediately.
The result is what happened before our eyes.
"Fred, do you think we can get that biting ball back?" George looked at the freshman's back, his heart bleeding.
That's three Galleons. If you exchange it for dung eggs, you can buy a whole box of it. How can you not feel bad about it?
Fred looked at Professor McGonagall who was walking towards the freshmen and said helplessly, "I guess I can't get it back."
After saying that, they both sighed.
On the other side, Professor McGonagall had also come to the new student. She first took off the biting ball, and then checked the condition of the little wizard.
There were no injuries and no signs of damage to the robes. It was a standard magic trick.
Looking at the familiar methods and tools, Professor McGonagall immediately identified the culprit without even thinking, and turned around to glare at the twins.
However, since the sorting had not yet ended, she could not say much. After saying "Gryffindor deducts twenty points", she turned around and returned to the stage.
The freshman was also scared. After being brought back by Percy, he carefully checked himself three times and only sat back at the dining table after making sure that there was no problem.
Not far away, Kyle looked at the gloomy-looking Fred and George, not hiding his ridicule, and slowly raised a middle finger at them.
Kyle swore on Ron's moral integrity that the biting ball just now was 100% prepared for him by these two guys.
Now that Professor McGonagall has discovered it, we can only say that evil has been punished.
"No, George, Kyle is too arrogant." Fred's face turned red with anger.
Others didn't know what the gesture meant, but he knew.
Over the past eleven years, whenever Kyle mocked them, they would give him the middle finger, so he knew exactly what Kyle meant just now.
"Don't worry, Fred. As long as Kyle is still in Hogwarts, we still have a chance."
Like Fred, George was also very angry, his ears even turned red.
But the problem was that they really couldn't do anything to Kyle right now, and they didn't dare to do anything under Professor McGonagall's death gaze, so they could only retaliate by giving Kyle a middle finger.
Out of sight is pure.
The two men temporarily suppressed their desire for revenge and turned their heads away at the same time, trying not to look at Kyle's infuriating face.
Kyle didn't care about their actions.
It was just the last resistance of the two red-haired losers, he would not take it seriously.
And Kyle also knew that Fred and George would not just let it go. They might be discussing how to get back at him right now.