[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneously-transmigrated-starting-from-narut":3,"chapter-simultaneously-transmigrated-starting-from-narut-simultaneously-transmigrated-starting-from-narut-chapter-31":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneously Transmigrated: Starting from Naruto, Invincible Across All Realms",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2321355,4541,"Chapter 31: The Sorting Hat","simultaneously-transmigrated-starting-from-narut-chapter-31",31,"\u003Cp>In the lounge beside the Great Hall, the first-years waited for Professor McGonagall’s return, many having already accepted their fate regarding the exam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, one might panic before an exam if unprepared, but knowing most others were unprepared made giving up a collective joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many times do I have to tell Itachi to be quiet?” Professor McGonagall stood at the doorway, staring at the students in the lounge like a homeroom teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shadows from the past rose in his mind, making Chu Yang, usually calm and composed, shudder violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Line up now, all of Itachi. We’re heading to the Great Hall for your Sorting Ceremony.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Professor McGonagall’s sharp gaze, the first-years sprang to their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They quickly formed a line and followed her obediently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall led the first-years out the side door and toward the main entrance; as they approached, the doors opened automatically, and they stepped into the magnificent hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the hall were four long tables, each occupied by one of the four houses, and at the very front stood a smaller table alone—the faculty’s seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of candles floated in midair above the Great Hall, illuminating it as bright as day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On either side stood statues, flanked by blazing firepots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceiling was enchanted to resemble the night sky, with occasional stars appearing, creating the illusion of dining under the open heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first sight of the Great Hall left Chu Yang awestruck, but it was quickly replaced by other thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If only they’d replace the candles with adjustable-color-temperature LED lights—candlelight is unstable, blindingly flickering, and drags down the ceiling’s ambiance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magical as it was, Chu Yang, growing increasingly familiar with Hogwarts, felt it was falling behind the Muggle world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magical world was like a stubborn old man, clinging to tradition, terrified of change, stagnating with the stench of decay, while the Muggle world had already boarded the train of progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yang knew clearly that within the next twenty years, technology would transform the entire world; if these young wizards made no changes, the balance of power between wizards and Muggles might be utterly reversed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While lost in thought, Chu Yang suddenly felt someone watching him—he turned to see Albus Dumbledore, seated at the center of the faculty table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wisest, most powerful, and most revered wizard in the magical world was studying Chu Yang with curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, Herbology Professor Sprout was waving at Chu Yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she kept pointing at herself with her finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did that mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was she telling me to choose Hufflepuff?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yang stared, utterly baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This panicked Sprout so badly she nearly stood up to shout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahem.” Dumbledore cleared his throat immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He signaled Sprout to rein herself in; she could only fall silent and sit properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this small incident caught the attention of Professor Snape, seated beside Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His focus had been on Harry Potter…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides Snape, Quirinus Quirrell, possessed by Voldemort, was also observing Chu Yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More precisely, it was Voldemort within him stirring restlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the faculty table sat a four-legged stool, atop which rested a tattered, pointy hat, patched haphazardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard to believe this was the Sorting Hat, infused with the thoughts of Hogwarts’ four founders!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Professor McGonagall led the first-years to the Sorting Hat, the Great Hall fell utterly silent—everyone knew what was coming next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before the Sorting Ceremony begins, Headmaster Dumbledore has a few words for Itachi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had McGonagall finished than the elderly Dumbledore rose to speak; his words were brief, focusing on two points: warning the first-years not to enter the Forbidden Forest or the third-floor corridor on the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yang had no interest in the third-floor corridor on the right—even without Dumbledore’s warning, he had no intention of going there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Forbidden Forest…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a prime place to make money; even if Dumbledore himself warned him, even heaven’s king came, he wouldn’t stop Chu Yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I call your name, step forward. I will place the Sorting Hat on your head, and it will decide your house.” Professor McGonagall lifted the Sorting Hat, eyes fixed on her list, ready to call names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it really this simple to get sorted?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s the exam, Hermione?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank heaven, as long as there’s no exam, any sorting’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the first-years whispered among themselves, McGonagall began calling names—the first was Hannah Abbott, future owner of the Leaky Cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the old saying goes: the protagonist changes, but Hannah remains constant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Chu Yang heard her name, he suddenly recalled this time-honored phrase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hufflepuff!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yang was still marveling when he heard Professor McGonagall’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chu Yang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yang took a deep breath and stepped forward from the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a transmigrator from another world, Chu Yang felt immense pressure facing the Sorting Hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how deeply the Sorting Hat’s Legilimency could reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it only read surface-level personality traits?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or could it directly access memories?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Yang had considered avoiding the Sorting Hat altogether—but when he noticed Dumbledore watching him, he abandoned the idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to trick the greatest wizard alive was not a wise choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A weight settled on his head—he snapped back to awareness—the Sorting Hat was already on him. He could only pray it wasn’t as powerful as he feared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the moment the Sorting Hat touched Chu Yang’s head, it sensed nothing—like resting atop a stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This startled the hat; in a thousand years, it had never encountered such a thing. Was it malfunctioning from age? Impossible—it had a contract with Hogwarts itself; the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance, those two silent entities, were still intact—how could it break first?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the Sorting Hat prepared to intensify its probe…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sensed a phantom palace, ethereal and boundless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A structure grander, more magnificent, more awe-inspiring than Hogwarts itself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, faint shapes began to emerge…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrones!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless thrones!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it tried to discern their nature—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether broken or intact, each throne erupted with an unstoppable, overwhelming power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From nearly a hundred thrones, dense silhouettes coalesced!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those figures suddenly opened their eyes and stared coldly at the Sorting Hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality, the Sorting Hat let out a horrifying scream!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1038,"2026-06-20T16:23:12.107Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7e84a8d2bc6ac5f5e95089d23c8e96b930ede134b3009d30986ccd5c3233c1a8","simultaneously-transmigrated-starting-from-narut-chapter-32","simultaneously-transmigrated-starting-from-narut-chapter-30",498,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-starting-from-narut-cover.jpg"]