Chapter 23： Fisch's Sorting Ceremony

One by one freshmen came forward to put on the sorting hat, and then they were sorted into different colleges.

But none of this has anything to do with Fisch. He happily lay on Professor McGonagall’s feet in the form of a cat, squinting his eyes and taking a nap, shaking his ears and flicking his tail from time to time, looking very comfortable. .

As for the sorting hat that looks tattered, of course Fisch did not give up, but after just trying, he obviously hasn't been able to **** the hat under the care of Minerva, so Fisch plans to find another way.

Now, I can only be obedient temporarily.

Cats are very patient when hunting.

raised his eyes and glanced at the sorting hat that was assigning the other little wizards to the academy. Feish continued to quietly lie at Professor McGonagall’s feet, but the tail behind his **** was shaking restlessly.

Professor McGonagall's gaze stayed on Fisch's tail for a moment, knowing that the little guy hadn't given up yet, but it was not the time to educate him, she retracted her gaze and continued to call the name on the parchment.

Harry Potter looked at Professor McGonagall's nonchalant Feish with envy. As time went by, a series of unnecessary worries appeared in his heart.

What if they make a mistake, maybe he is not a wizard, or his talent as a wizard is very poor, the four colleges do not plan to accept him, and eventually the Sorting Hat will send him back...

Such a mess of thoughts throbbed in Harry Potter's mind, making him nervous and wanting to retching.

However, Harry completely forgot his special reaction when he met other wizards, and the magical effects that appeared when he held his own wand.

"Draco Malfoy!"

Amid Harry’s tension and Fisch’s leisure, he finally came to a surname starting with M. Malfoy walked up to the four-legged stool and picked up the sorting hat almost as soon as he touched his head. Shrieked: "Slytherin!"

Malfoy put down the sorting hat with a satisfied expression on his face, and walked to the long table belonging to Slytherin.

Immediately afterwards, Professor McGonagall squatted down and lightly patted Fisch, who was still asleep by his feet.

"Fish McGonagall!"

"Meow?"

Feixu raised his head and looked at Professor McGonagall with a confused expression. He didn't listen to the song of the Sorting Hat at all.

"It's your turn, go put on the sorting hat!"

Professor McGonagall pointed to the hat on the four-legged stool and said to Fisch.

"Meow!"

Feishu immediately bounced off the floor, turning into a human appearance, and asked excitedly: "Are you going to give this hat to me?!"

"No! Just let you wear it! Don't mess with me anymore!"

"Hey, it's so boring..." Feish curled his mouth, walked over and picked up the sorting hat, but didn't rush to put it on his head, but peeled off the sorting hat as a crack in his mouth, and stretched his head to look in. , "You don't have teeth, how do you eat?"

"I'm just a hat, I don't need to eat."

Even if the "mouth" is opened, it still doesn't affect the sorting hat's speech.

"Really? Then you are so pathetic."

Feixu shook his head. In his opinion, it would be terrible to not be able to eat.

"Hurry up and put my hat on!"

Professor McGonagall, who was worried about what would happen to Fisch, urged loudly.

However, Fei Xu was not obediently obedient. He put the sorting hat back on the four-legged stool with the mouth of the hat facing up, and then jumped into the sorting hat and turned into a kitten and got into the hat.

"hulu——"

Feixu adjusted his body in the sorting hat and snorted with satisfaction. Now he is even more sure to win this hat.

"Hey! Little guy! I'm not a cat litter!"

The sorting hat urn that was suppressed by Fei Xu grumbled angrily.

Of course, Fisch ignored it at all.

"Meow!"

Fisch, who was nestling comfortably, felt the back of his neck tighten, and then he was lifted up, and Minerva's stern face appeared right in front of his own eyes.

"Meow~"

Fei Xu didn't dare to continue to annoy Professor McGonagall, twisted his body, changed his adult shape and fell to the ground.

Then without instructions from Professor McGonagall, he picked up the sorting cap beside him and buckled his head, and sat down on the four-legged stool.

The huge hat covered half of Feish's head, and then a small voice came: "Let me see..."

"Extraordinary courage... This is obviously undoubted. There has never been a little wizard who dared to be like you in the sorting ceremony and wanted to **** me away from a group of professors. At the same time, he also considered caution and strong Curiosity, talent is not weak, pride from the heart, also good at using one's own advantages, and can do whatever it takes when necessary...interesting, very interesting...so where should I put you?"

"Meow? Which college do I want to go to, didn't I choose it myself?"

Feishu didn't think too much, and asked loudly.

"Of course, Hogwarts respects the wishes of the students. My words are only for reference. So, do you have a favorite college?"

The Sorting Hat continued to speak in Feish's ear in a small voice that no one else could hear.

"Except for the big cat with a lot of hair next to his head, I am very interested in other colleges."

Feixu continued to replied grimly, and did not see Professor McGonagall behind him turning black instantly after hearing what he said.

"Are you sure?" The Sorting Hat also let go of his voice and chatted with Fisch, "You know, Professor McGonagall is the dean of Gryffindor."

"But..." Feish wrinkled his face, and said unwillingly, "That big cat can't even climb the tree. It feels stupid."

At the beginning, through the strange box called the television, Fisch saw many different types of the same kind. Among them, the lion is the most useless climbing tree, so he doesn't like this big cat.

Now, the faces of all Gryffindor students went dark, and the Slytherin students all smiled.

Fish continued to point to the Gryffindor flag plausibly, "I prefer the big cats with spots on their bodies. They are much more agile than this big cat."

"Uh..." The Sorting Hat is probably the first time I heard the reason for being so beautiful and refined, "Well, there are three academies left, which one do you prefer?"

"Take out that big mouse first," Fisch tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "There is a big mouse that looks very similar to it It smells bad to fart."

Following Gryffindor, Professor Sprout and Hufflepuff’s students also changed their faces.

However, Feish, who was blocked by his hat, didn't see it. Even if he saw him, he wouldn't care about it.

"Snakes and birds are good," Fisch licked his lips and said, "I like eating very much, and hunting is very challenging."

Now even the professors and students of the other two colleges can't stand it any longer.

"Wait!" The Sorting Hat only reacted at this time, "So you like these three academies because you like to eat their representative animals?!"

"That's right," Fisch replied confidently, "Don't all the restaurants outside use the food sold in their stores as signs?"

Fish felt that he understood well.

"Hogwarts is not a restaurant," the Sorting Hat felt that he had to let the little wizard figure out the situation. "These representative animals are an honor to the four colleges."

"A stupid cat who can't climb trees and three kinds of food...what's the glory of this?"

Fei Xu muttered in a voice that everyone in the auditorium could hear.

"Well... Although you have offended all the people in the four colleges, you still have to choose one."

The Sorting Hat felt that if we continued to talk, I'm afraid that no academy would accept this little guy. He ended the topic decisively and urged.

"Meow?... Then the big cat is good, at least it is not in my recipe."

Fei Xu thought for a while, and finally said with a reluctant face that, compared to the faction that joined the food, the lion is at least half of the same kind...Although it is a bit stupid.

"Then—Gryffindor!"

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