Hogwarts: I'm the only one who cultivates immortality

Dumbledore's decision completely blocked Ye Feng's proposal. Of course, he was not actually assigned to Azkaban, but asked the Sorting Hat to test him again to see which academy he was suitable for.

"Oh~ little guy, I admit that I wrongly blamed you just now."

"Brave, perseverance, wisdom, integrity, loyalty... My God, I just wanted to assign such a good boy with so many good qualities to Azkaban. I really committed a heinous crime."

"Good boy, in order to make up for my sins, I decided to let you choose your favorite academy."

Ye Feng: [?ヘ??]

Although he just "polished" it a little bit when he opened a gap in his sea of ​​consciousness so that the Sorting Hat could spy on some of his thoughts, but the Sorting Hat wouldn't do such a thing, would it?

"Could it be that this guy doesn't know which college to assign me to, so he kicked this problem back to me? But it's not right, even if you don't know, you can discuss it..."

"Ahem..." Thinking of this, Ye Feng coughed slightly in embarrassment.

It seems that there was indeed such a faint ray of consciousness that wanted to pass some information into his sea of ​​consciousness along the gap he opened actively, but at the time he thought it was Voldemort who wanted to find out about his thinking or something. , so subconsciously use the power of divine consciousness to shatter it.

"Gryffindor, after all, my good friend is also in Gryffindor."

"Oh!!!"

As soon as Ye Feng made his choice, the Gryffindor seat erupted into loud cheers, and while the Gryffindor crowd was cheering, a beautiful figure in the Ravenclaw crowd turned dark. , but then that delicate little face burst into a bright smile again.

"Although the 'brother' didn't choose to go to the same academy as me, he was able to make friends of the same age so quickly, which is also a very happy thing. I just didn't expect that my cheap brother would be so good at being a woman. Weak, it seems that I, as a sister, have to let him check it out."

Ye Feng, who was walking quickly towards Glenfen, walked towards the long table of Fendo, seemed to feel something and glanced around, and saw a girl who was still eye-catching even in a circle of people wearing the same black robe at a glance.

Seeing the bright smile of the "sister" Ye Fengyi with a bright smile, his mouth moved slightly but did not make a sound at the same time, and Zhang Qiu in the crowd obviously understood Ye Feng's mouth. Therefore, her pretty face blushed slightly and she took her gaze away from Ye Feng.

Seeing Zhang Qiuqiao lower her head with a blushing face, Ye Feng scratched his head in doubt, because he just asked Zhang Qiu to wait for him, and he would go to play with her when he was free.

Ye Feng was just a little puzzled, and then he put it to the back of his mind. After all, you can't let an old single dog who doesn't even have much experience in communicating with girls become a super-emotional intelligence after being reborn.

Not long after Ye Feng sat down, it was Harry's turn.

When Harry Potter's name was read out by Vice Principal Minerva, the entire lobby fell silent for an instant, but the next second louder discussions than before rang out, and almost all the discussions in the venue were It's about Harry Potter.

"Is he Harry Potter? It doesn't look like anything special."

"You said, does he really have a Z-shaped scar on his forehead?"

"It should be true, it is said in the magic world."

"I don't know which house he will be assigned to, but judging by his appearance, it should not be Ravenclaw or Slytherin, but most likely among Gryffindor and Hufflepuff."

"I think it must be Gryffindor, after all his parents belong to Gryffindor."

...

The sound waves caused by the huge discussion made the burning candles shake continuously, and Dumbledore saw that Harry stopped because of the huge discussion and did not sit on the chair, coughed lightly, and said: "Okay Alright, that's the end of the discussion."

"Harry, don't worry, just come forward and sit in the chair."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Harry was instantly relieved. He sat down on the chair according to Dumbledore's instructions, and Vice-Principal Minerva picked up the Sorting Hat and put it on Harry while Harry sat on the chair. on the head.

"Gryffindor!"

As the name of Gryffindor sounded, there were bursts of cheers that were louder than Ye Feng just now, and the corners of Malfoy's mouth curled up slightly, because in his opinion, Harry was more popular than Ye Feng, and Ye Feng Feng should be quite upset and even hate Harry.

However, when Malfoy put his eyes on Ye Feng who had already sat down, he almost exploded, because at this moment, Ye Feng was chatting with Hermione as if there was no one else, without even raising his head, just like the cheers from all around There is no general, there is no jealousy and envy he expected at all.

"No, he must have just not shown it, and he must have regarded Harry as a competitor in his heart." Speaking of this, Malfoy's eyes suddenly lit up and he murmured excitedly: "Yes, definitely Is such that."

"The reason why he didn't look at Harry, and the reason why he pretended to chat with that girl must be to hide his emotions. He must have exploded with anger now, right? Hmph, what qualifications does a mudblood have to be my opponent? With Harry Potter is enough."

"It seems that I have to win over Harry Potter for a while, so that I don't have to face that nasty guy."

"Draco Malfoy..."

Malfoy heard his name right after he finished speaking. He was very happy at the moment, and he believed that he would be assigned to Slytherin, so he walked up confidently.

"Look, it's that annoying guy, I hope he won't be assigned to Gryffindor." When Malfoy walked up, Hermione, who was sitting next to Ye Feng, pushed Ye Feng to signal him to look up the stage .

"Pfft~"

Ye Feng couldn't help laughing just after Hermione finished speaking, because before the Sorting Hat in Vice Principal Minerva's hand was placed on Malfoy's head, the Sorting Hat loudly and urgently called out the word Slytherin. The name, as if there was something dirty on Malfoy's head.

Originally, Hermione and Harry didn't think there was anything wrong with them, but when Ye Feng laughed, they felt a little better. After thinking about it, Ron laughed louder than Ye Feng. It is born to be difficult to deal with.

The Sorting Hat ended without a hitch, and as Dumbledore rang the cup on the table to announce the start of the banquet, sumptuous food suddenly appeared on the table.

Although Ye Feng had eaten a lot of delicious food, it is not bad to be able to eat enough in China in this era, so when he saw so many things on the table, he couldn't help swallowing.

"It's been a long time since I had such a sumptuous dinner, let's talk when I'm full."

Seeing Ye Feng bury his head in eating hard, Harry's appetite also increased, and when they ate to the normal level, Ye Feng suddenly put down the knife and fork that he was not used to, because he felt a special force.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Ron screamed and threw the chicken leg out of his hand, and then a transparent head emerged from the pile of food.

"Hello, how are you all?"

"You... ghost!"

Ye Feng: (???)