I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 76 The Poor Sorting Hat

After the Quidditch match, in the afternoon, Dumbledore sent a letter calling John to the office.

John pushed open the wooden door, looked around, and found that Dumbledore was not in the house.

Only the Sorting Hat, Fox, and sleepy portraits on the walls guard the office.

John went to his desk and sat down, waiting for Dumbledore to arrive.

His mind was thinking about what question Dumbledore would ask later, and how he would answer it.

"John Brock!"

The Sorting Hat on the shelf angrily interrupted John's thoughts, and he looked up at the Sorting Hat.

Its dilapidated body was covered with dust again, it seemed that Dumbledore didn't take it seriously here.

John blew the dust off the sorting hat with his wand, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter with you?"

"Thank you." The Sorting Hat thanked subconsciously, and then opened its mouth wide again, "No, no, no, I shouldn't thank him. My tone should be stricter and fiercer!"

It snapped at John again: "I heard that you performed very well on the Quidditch pitch today."

"It's okay, it's just a little bit better than other Chasers." John said modestly.

"It's more than just a little bit, especially the last action of calling the broom, 'Broom No. [-] is flying', it's so cool!" The Sorting Hat said excitedly, and when it sensed something was wrong, it yelled at John, "I don't want to brag. You! Can you stop talking and listen to me first."

John shrugged: "Okay, tell me, I promise not to interrupt you."

The Sorting Hat twisted its body in satisfaction, and continued to snap: "I'm not criticizing you, but can you show a little more Ravenclaw quality, focus on your studies like other Ravenclaw students, and show your The desire to explore, do less reckless behavior, and don't learn from those bad boys in Gryffindor!"

"Do you know! Some people are doubting me now. They say that I assigned you to the wrong house and that you should not belong to Ravenclaw. This is a great shame to me. I have worked diligently for thousands of years. Work, no salary yet, but I never complained."

The Sorting Hat spoke in a gradually aggrieved tone. If it wasn't for the fact that it didn't have a real body, it would probably be crying now.

After the game, someone dug into John's usual activities and found that he was often with Fred and George.

What they do is also different from other Ravenclaw students, but highly overlaps with Gryffindor's spare time activities.

I didn't go to the library many times, but played hide-and-seek with Filch quite often.

As a result, doubts about the sorting hat gradually emerged among the student population, suspecting that it assigned John to the wrong college.

When the portrait in the principal's office shared the news with the Sorting Hat, it felt like it was going to explode.

It's obviously John's own problem, so what's wrong with it?

Can't one person manifest in many ways?

Moreover, the college is not an assembly line factory, so why can the students of each college only have that kind of fixed performance?
Who said that Ravenclaw couldn't be reckless and break school rules when he had nothing to do?

It's bullshit!

The Sorting Hat was so angry that no one heard what it said, so it could only beg John to calm down a little.

Looking at the pitiful Sorting Hat, John tried his best to hold back his laughter and nodded.

"You must take my words to heart, go to the library more often, and don't fool around with those two Weasley boys, you understand?"

The Sorting Hat asked politely, and its tone reminded John of his parents who used to chatter.

John had a sad look on his face.

The Sorting Hat thought its words were too harsh, so it hurriedly slowed down its tone: "You can play with Fred and the others, but not too often, have pity on me!"

John put away the sadness in his heart, buried the past memories, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will go to the library more often in the future to help you rectify your reputation!"

The Sorting Hat immediately said happily: "Haha, thank you. If you need help in the future, just come to me. Although I can't move, I will tell you something quietly. You can't tell others!"

John nodded.

The Sorting Hat lowered its voice and whispered: "There are many treasures in my body, all of which are extremely precious things, and Godric put them in my body for safekeeping!"

Godric is one of the founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor.

what he left behind.
John became interested in an instant and said, "Can you show me some of them?"

"I can't take it out, only those who have Godric's approval can take it."

The Sorting Hat's tone was a little embarrassed, after all, it just drew a big cake for someone, so it immediately said again.

"But I believe that you will be able to obtain his approval in the future. If you come to get it at that time, I will keep it for you first!"

"Then how can I get his approval?" John asked.

"Hmm." The Sorting Hat pondered for a long time, then the tip of the hat collapsed in frustration, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I forgot."

John rolled his eyes and said for a long time that there was nothing, so what are you talking about!
The Sorting Hat comforted: "Don't worry, if I think about it later, I will let Dumbledore notify you as soon as possible!"

John suddenly remembered and asked, "Does Professor Dumbledore know about this?"

The Sorting Hat points to its point.

"Then has he been recognized?"

The Sorting Hat shook its tip.

Ok!

John lost hope in an instant, this guy must have fooled Dumbledore like this before!
The shrewd old guy didn't get anything, and John felt like he was hanging too.

"Don't worry, I'll remember sooner or later!" the Sorting Hat swore.

Maybe I'm almost buried by then?

John nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, I believe you!"

"What I'm saying is true!"

"Ah, yes yes yes!"

Dumbledore pushed the door open and entered. Seeing the warm atmosphere inside, he couldn't help asking curiously, "What are you discussing?"

"Discuss the baby in its body." John pointed at the sorting hat.

"Oh? It told you too?" Dumbledore smiled and pulled out his chair and sat down. "It also told me this when I was young. At that time, I was so excited that I immediately established Godric's approval." For one of my goals in life, but now I can barely walk, and I still haven’t even seen a single hair.”

The Sorting Hat said angrily: "I really have it in my body! I didn't lie to you, it's just that you can't be recognized by yourself!"

John and Dumbledore looked at the sorting hat together, and said at the same time: "Ah, yes, yes."

(End of this chapter)