HP: I just wanted to drop out of school, but I saved the world

The opening ceremony has never been so painful.

Holding on to the last bit of energy, Dumbledore presided over the remaining ceremony. He felt his body burning and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

It was clearly the annual sorting ceremony he was used to, but this time it felt like there was a Chinese biting cabbage chasing him and biting him...

——Afraid that Jian Yu would cause more trouble!

"Quiet - everyone please be quiet -!"

His voice had never been so loud before, causing the originally bustling auditorium to suddenly quiet down under such pressure.

"We are starting the sorting!" He hurriedly entered the next step, trying to divert everyone's attention from the Slytherin table. "Students I call, please sit down on the chairs and put on your hats!"

The polite and well-behaved Hogwarts students still gave the headmaster face, and up to this point, order was well maintained.

This made Dumbledore feel relieved, he knew that there would never be any mistakes in this link!

The Sorting Hat will read the students' qualities very quickly and automatically complete the college assignments like Jian Yu's assembly line operation.

He only needed to read out some names and wait for a few dozen minutes, then he could complete his final speech and end this torment.

Unfortunately, he didn't realize that -

This time the sorting ceremony was particularly special because there was a long line of freshmen who stood there to watch the Slytherin battle as soon as they entered the school.

And many of them carry the most popular must-have item for wizarding families - game consoles.

As Dumbledore called out the first name, the first-year student, whose legs were shaking, took off his glasses and sat down on the four-legged stool shakily.

Every student opened their eyes wide with great interest, wanting to see who would be the first freshman of this year.

Five minutes passed and the auditorium was silent.

The game started off badly, and it didn't look like a smooth start...

An ominous premonition took root in Dumbledore's heart, and he couldn't help but doubt -

Will this sorting ceremony take several hours?

"Ravenclaw!"

The hat finally made the same firm sound as in previous years.

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. He clapped his hands and watched the little wizard run towards the Ravenclaw table with joy on his face.

With infinite expectations for the young wizards, he lowered his head and read out the second name.

He did not notice that the little wizard, while smiling and shaking hands with the little eagles, cast a sad look of "goodbye" to the team behind her.

He also didn't notice that the tip of the Sorting Hat was slightly bent, and if it were a human, it would probably have tilted its head in confusion.

So another five minutes passed, and the little wizard on the four-legged stool was still struggling with his brain and the hat.

Fortunately, this is not the first case of hat embarrassment. Although this situation is rare, two consecutive ones are just a matter of probability and are not extremely rare.

The students in the auditorium still maintained the good quality of listening quietly.

"Gryffindor—!?"

The Sorting Hat's voice trembled slightly, no longer as firm as before, and was filled with a hint of doubt.

This made it sound particularly hoarse, as if rusty parts had caught the spring of a music box.

Although he felt something was wrong, Dumbledore still clapped his hands to welcome the freshly-minted little lion, and watched him walk into the Gryffindor table, looking back every few steps, and start laughing and chatting with his senior classmates, creating a picture of harmony and friendship.

No one noticed how the Sorting Hat's tone changed.

Dumbledore then read out the third name on the parchment.

Five minutes of silence passed...

The students in the auditorium finally couldn't maintain their good character any more!

Every long table began to whisper, and everyone felt that this opening ceremony was the most fun they had ever experienced!

First, I watched a performance art performance by Slytherin led by Jian Yu up close, and then I watched the headmaster embarrass himself in public;

I listened to the Sorting Hat singing a song of reform in the new era, and saw three hats in succession, which were rarely seen in the history of the school...

——What could be more exciting than this opening ceremony?

"Has this hat finally gotten old and broken?" Daphne questioned. "It's like it got stuck. Three times in a row?"

Jian Yu couldn't help but look at the long line of freshmen in the back, and silently did a multiplication calculation of 5min x the number of people...

——She felt that she probably wouldn’t need to sleep tonight.

"H…Hufflepuff—?"

The Sorting Hat finally squeaked, but its voice gradually became weaker and smaller, and was filled with infinite confusion.

Finally, it turned into a limp ball, and the entire hat sank in, and it seemed that its mind had completely shut down.

Although it has gone through thousands of years and witnessed the ups and downs of the world——

But only it itself knows what kind of mental attack it suffered from the little wizards!

This was originally just an ordinary sorting out of thousands of times in its life. Although it was old, it was still conscientious and waited for a pair of small hands to carefully pick it up and put it on its head. Then it could read their hearts, taste their qualities, communicate and distribute them...

But the situation this time seems to be particularly different!

When it was unprepared—

Its eyes blurred and the screen was filled with the words “Slytherin Slytherin Slytherin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin”!

This is normal. Every year there are always some students who have their own preferred house. It is not a big problem to want to go to Slytherin... Let it see...

Hmm... farsighted, smart, visionary, and inquisitive...

But this is clearly Ravenclaw's favorite quality!

"Child, you are very smart. You want to learn... Let me see, you want to study alchemy? Ravenclaw is very suitable for you-"

It received a second wave of screen-sweeping attacks, and was implanted with a string of garbled text about playing games = studying alchemy = playing games with Yu Jian at close range:

"Alchemy alchemy alchemy alchemy"

"Game console game console game console machine machine machine"

"Play games, play games, play games, play games"

“Playing games with my friends and Senior Jane hehehehehehe!”

"You will find good study partners in Ravenclaw," the Sorting Hat said earnestly, "They are all good at learning--"

It was met with a fierce rebuttal:

"Only by getting in touch with Senior Jane and working for her in my first year could I get access to the most advanced game console in the entire wizarding world before my sixth year elective course... Alchemy, which will allow me to turn stone into gold in the future. This is my foresight!"

The Sorting Hat thought this was reasonable. It understood that the other party's foresight was to go to Slytherin and get in touch with Jian Yu so that he could study alchemy well...

That's very smart, very forward-thinking, very Slytherin...

It felt like it was being convinced... No, this couldn't be!

This is clearly a Ravenclaw!

The Sorting Hat forced itself to correct itself and gave up the conversation with stars in its eyes. It chose to directly reject the student's wish to be Slytherin and instead shouted "Ravenclaw"!

The Sorting Hat, freed from the garbled attack, regained its strength and prepared to fight again—

Open screen Slytherin critical hit.

"You are very brave, want to prove yourself, and love adventure. Gryffindor will be a good fit for you." It said with difficulty, "Not willing? Why -"

"I'm going to Slytherin to fight with my friends... No, to learn advanced spells! Senior Jane and her friends can even make bats fly out of people's nostrils! I heard it all. They can knock people unconscious... No, send them into a deep sleep... No points will be deducted! How brave and strategic!"

Every pleat of the Sorting Hat hung down.

"Gryffindor!" Its voice trembled.

Before it could sort itself out, it was labeled a Hufflepuff badger. The reason for this was that it could tell right away that it was a badger:

Treat friends sincerely, be humble, and work hard...

And at the age of 11, he could bake a first-rate and delicious apple pie.

The little badger rejected his apple pie request and instead put on a snake skin and sent him a little snake express.

The reason was that he carefully observed the four long tables and found that only the Slytherin table had the most diverse and freshest food.

They value territory and food and are willing to fight over precious seats and food.

The Sorting Hat felt itself split.

As it gradually began to doubt the hat, its body became half limp. It felt that the "Slytherin" it had heard in the past thousand years was not as frequent as the number of times this word had been flashed in the brains of these three students. It was like some kind of Trojan virus.

This is called the running code of thought gradually becoming chaotic.

But apparently, no one here noticed its suspicion.

Headmaster Dumbledore was still reading the name on the parchment as the fourth student trotted out onto the stage.

——and scored four goals, but was in a hat-trick for five minutes.

Do not erupt in silence, but perish in silence.

The Sorting Hat, which had suffered from the bullying of students' brains, finally screamed!

"Stop! Stop! The branch is temporarily suspended!"

"I'm going on strike—on strike—!"