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"Well...it's really hard to choose!"

"How rude! How can you think of me like this?"

"Are you polite?"

At first, the Sorting Hat was simply offended.

"I'm telling you, I'm very clean, not dirty at all, and what's wrong with my patches? What's wrong? Didn't your clothes get patched when you were a kid?"

“It makes me look more historical.”

"A sense of history, do you understand?"

"I am a thousand-year-old magic hat, which can be called an artifact. Did you make it~ (broken sound)"

Then the Sorting Hat felt the need to defend himself.

"What's going on in this era?"

"Not only did the professor doubt me, but the students also secretly arranged for me?"

"It's all Godric's damn fault for not setting any conditions for retirement."

Then, the Sorting Hat lamented that the world is too real and people's hearts are not ancient. It turns out that he is just a millennium tool hat.

"You are right, the four of them are hateful slave owners."

"Okay, that's a good idea. I'll ask Dumbledore to resign later. I don't want to do it anymore!"

"Whoever wants to do this sorting thing can do it. Anyway, don't even think about asking me to take part next year."

Finally, after communicating with Emma, ​​the Sorting Hat seemed to have found a way to save himself.

"Gryffindor!"

"Next! Mag, quickly ask the next kid to hand over his head."

"I have something urgent to do later and need to get off work quickly. Don't delay me."

……

The Sorting Hat is a thoughtful magic hat that can identify the talents of students and assign them to the college that suits them.

But it is not without exception. If someone pre-arranges it as the school principal, it will have to obey.

It just so happened that this afternoon, Dumbledore welded the door of his office shut and allowed someone to smash the door outside, doing some ideological work on it as the principal.

"The first three students are all arranged to go to Gryffindor? Logically speaking, pre-control goes against the philosophy of the Big Four, but who calls you the principal?"

"Just arrange the first three students, and you just have to follow the rules for the rest, but don't make any mistakes!"

"I'll do the work, don't worry, the Millennium Artifact doesn't deserve its reputation."

Although the Sorting Hat will listen to Dumbledore's instructions, it is also curious about which house the first three students are actually suitable for.

It muttered when Hermione finished her test.

"Well, the first one is actually more suitable for Ravenclaw, but who told Dumbledore to arrange it like this? However, Gryffindor is also quite suitable for her."

"I'm doing things, it's okay!"

"Hey, did the second one bring his head up so quickly?"

"Well, let me, this thousand-year-old artifact, see where you fit in? Although your academy has been clearly arranged for a long time."

"Slytherin? No, this kid is a bit wild! Look at these experiences, I won't go to Gryffindor to show off my talent."

Normally, it should tap into Emma's inner potential.

Because it couldn't accurately determine Emma's most suitable college at the first time, it couldn't help but dig deep into Emma's memory.

Who would have thought that curiosity could really kill the cat (hat).

It found that in Emma's memory, a memory about the sorting test happened.

Emma was still young at the time and was very interested in all kinds of things at Hogwarts.

When Emma asked how Hughes ended up in Slytherin, her memory of Hughes's comments about the Sorting Hat was still fresh in her mind.

"Damn little guy Hughes, you spread rumors about me everywhere."

"No, I want to save my image in the minds of the new students."

"It's not a big problem. The child's poisoning is not serious. It's all just hearsay. He should be able to be saved."

Over the past thousand years, countless students have been waiting anxiously for their sorting, as if they were waiting for the outcome of a trial.

Now that something like this happened, I was so angry that I couldn't save my image, and in the end I was led astray by Emma.

Faced with a brat who so stubbornly believed in his brother, the Sorting Hat was speechless.

Since you can't convince others, you can only convince yourself.

It decided to resign after get off work, even if Dumbledore tickled it every day and would not compromise.

When Professor McGonagall read out the next name, there was a burst of discussion on the spot.

Hearing the name Harry Potter again, Snape perked up and subconsciously looked at Dumbledore, only to find that the latter didn't pay attention to Harry's sorting at all.

He followed Dumbledore's gaze and found that Hughes was doing the same.

The two were incompatible with each other. They were unmoved by Harry's famous name and looked at each other.

Dumbledore looked at Hughes, thinking about his plan in his heart.

As early as that night 11 years ago, he and McGonagall had reached a consensus that Harry Potter would definitely become a big figure in the minds of the new generation of wizards.

Therefore, in order to resist the comeback of his former protégé and now his strongest opponent, Dumbledore naturally needed to use Harry to complete his plan.

The reason why two more magical girls were placed in Gryffindor was not only to hope that they could help Harry grow up, but also to tie Hughes into the chariot.

Compared to Harry, a new student with unknown potential, Hughes was a ready-made genius. If Harry failed, he at least had a backup plan.

Hughes had always had a premonition that something was going to go wrong in the sorting house. After hearing that his sister was sorted into Gryffindor, it turned out to be exactly what he thought.

He also stared at Dumbledore, sigh!

"You know, Dumbledore, this old scumbag, is the mastermind of the wizarding world! If you are targeted by him in this or that third place in the wizarding world, you will definitely be plotted to death."

"It seems that we can no longer tolerate it, and we must have a showdown with him."

"If we can discuss it, we can still help him. If it's hard to talk to him, then I won't stay here. I have my own place to stay. It's not impossible to go to the other side of the strait."

"In addition, I must find a time to explain to Emma and the others. Don't just be stupid and be used as pawns."

This time the Sorting Hat does not have the pretentiousness of being an artifact. The fact that the Sorting Hat is a tool hat makes it a Hogwarts awakening.

The result was announced almost as soon as it touched Harry's head.

Gryffindor burst into cheers.

"Not only do we have magical girls, but we also have Harry Potter!"

Hermione was also a little happy. Although she couldn't stay in the same college as Hughes, she still had good sisters to keep her company.

Some people are happy and some are sad, and people's joys and sorrows are not the same.

The deans and students of the other three colleges could only watch with cold eyes.

"It's definitely the principal who is biased. Oh no, it was deliberately arranged by Mr. Deng."

Flitwick realized something was fishy belatedly, and Dumbledore's glorious image collapsed in his mind.

"You have the nerve to tell me that the Sorting Hat is fair. You have to believe it."

"I'm convinced that Hughes didn't arrange it intentionally. If I had known that Hughes was so good, I'm afraid he would have sent him to Gryffindor."

Flitwick was indeed a very brave man in Sprout's eyes.

He squinted at Dumbledore and said, "Mr. Deng... Principal, should you say it or not, you are still the better one!"

He was really angry, so he choked Dumbledore angrily.

Originally, Flitwick was short because of his elf blood, and he had a beard and squinting eyes, which looked funny.

Therefore, when Dumbledore turned to look at his behavior, he suddenly became happy.

"Professor Flitwick, other students are also eager for your teachings, so don't worry about these details!"

"They are useful to me!"

None of you here have an intellectual disability.

One Harry is fine, but with three in a row, I'm afraid everyone can tell that there's something fishy about it.

So Dumbledore said one sentence as relief, and another as explanation, and he couldn't reveal more.