Maybe this whole sorting into houses thing was really something unique to Hogwarts in the Wizarding world after all. He found himself wishing that they would just randomly sort you, but "magical hat" sounded like something that would scan your brain... or your personality, probably. He didn't feel comfortable with that. He himself wouldn't claim to know all that he was made of and now some hat was going to just have a peek inside his head and categorise him? Maybe it was because he had grown up with Muggles for most of his life, but he didn't feel comfortable with that.
His eyebrows shot up as Connor told him what he knew about the different houses. "Okay, so basically... Whatever house we end up in, people are always going to assume we are super intelligent, sneaky, arrogant and brave or we just didn't fit in anywhere else. Wow. If that's how it is, I don't even know where I would like to end up. Ravenclaw maybe. Better be intelligent than sneaky, I guess."
He guessed Connor also had his hopes set on Ravenclaw. It did seem to run in his family after all. It was probably better not to put too much thought into all of that though... He'd only end up crazy with nerves when the hat finally did touch his head.
"Well... I guess they wouldn't teach there if it really was that dangerous... right?" Then again, he had met some very eccentric wizards and witches so far. The Wizarding world sure had different standards than the Muggle world for what they considered "safe". If his parents could hear what the two of them were talking about right now, they would probably have a conniption fit and drag him back home and to some Muggle school.
"What year are you in?" He guessed the other boy could be a bit older than him but it was hard to tell. He himself was usually older than his classmates with his birthday being in September.