The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

The principal led Anthony slowly up the rising stairs. Not long after, a shiny oak door appeared in front of them, with a brass door knocker in the shape of a griffin's head.

Without the slightest pause, they pushed the door open and entered.

Behind the door is a spacious, beautiful, circular room filled with all kinds of joking and funny sounds.

On a spindly-legged table in front of Anthony were many curious pieces of silverware.

If you are an ordinary person, you may think that these things are very valuable.However, for him who spends all day in Buckingham Palace, the value of these things is not that high.

On the contrary, the various magic props placed on a shelf behind the table were more attractive to him.

Hogwarts treasures such as the Sorting Hat, the Sword of Gryffindor in a glass box, an hourglass-like gadget, and a periscope are all placed here.

"Hmm!" Suddenly a small voice sounded in the room.

"Meet us again. Little one!"

"Hello!" Anthony looked carefully at the dirty Sorting Hat on the shelf.

This thing is a creation of the thoughts of the four founders. It has existed for thousands of years. There is probably no conscious being in the entire magical world that is older than it.

And this hat has always been placed in the principal's office, and it knows countless secrets.He didn't want to offend this guy, otherwise his embarrassment would definitely be remembered for thousands of years!

Then, the hat continued to twist, opening a wide slit, and said: "Among the little wizards I brought with me, no one has ever been unconscious, and you are the first!"

"So? Do you want to re-sort me?" Anthony asked uncertainly.

Speaking of which, he still doesn't know which college he is from!

"There is an essential difference between being unconscious and being conscious." The Sorting Hat continued: "Perhaps your nature is more suitable for Gryffindor. You are a child with courage and desire for freedom. But this is just nature. We are far better than ourselves. It’s more complicated than you can imagine.”

"So take me with you," it said.

"Um..." Anthony glanced at the principal beside him.

Dumbledore still had the profound image of the great white wizard. He slowly took the hat off the shelf and put it on Anthony's head.

"interesting!"

"Very interesting!" the Sorting Hat's deep voice said slowly.

"Have a reverence for knowledge, be kind and loyal, have courage, be angry, and be ambitious!"

"As I said, only a rational state can see through a person."

anger?

Anthony curled his lips. This is no nonsense. If you are beaten to the point of being hospitalized and you are not angry, then he will really suspect your mental problem.

cough cough.

After a burst of fierce complaints in his heart, he quickly put his mind away.Clear your mind.

Try to control yourself not to think about those 'future' things.

Hopefully this will evade detection by the hat.

"Oh! He's still a prophet!" Suddenly, the Sorting Hat said in surprise.

Forehead...

Anthony was immediately shocked.

Human beings are like this. The more you stop thinking about something, the crazier the images will pop up in your head.

And once you start you can't stop.

Gradually, his brain seemed to be flooded, and the "Harry Potter" movie began to play crazily.

Various images from eight movies flashed back and forth, and they couldn't stop.

"Interesting, really interesting. Is this the future you see?" The Sorting Hat watched the movie with great interest.

That tone was full of curiosity and...happiness?

Like an otaku who has stayed at home for thousands of years, he suddenly walked into the cinema and watched a hearty movie.

That feeling of pleasure.

"I knew it!" Anthony's face was ashen at this time. Sure enough, the novels were all lies. If you empty your mind, you can avoid the Sorting Hat's detection.

Simply fart!

He can say it clearly.

There is a J8 for this!

If emptying the brain can resist Legilimency, then Harry Potter still has to learn shit about Occlumency.

"Indeed, emptying the brain has no such effect." The Sorting Hat, who was looking at Anthony's brain, immediately agreed.

"You should be sorted into another hospital! It's autumn, don't peek into my memory. Can you give me some privacy?"

Anthony said almost in a pleading tone.

He felt like he was taking nude photos and fucking doing it live!

Moreover, the curious look on Professor Dumbledore's face next to him became more and more solemn, almost swallowing him up.

He absolutely believed that Old Deng was thinking about how to use him for research or pry into his memory.

"I hate Legilimency!"

Anthony almost cried!

"Oh! Dumbledore! This little guy seems to be afraid of you!" The Sorting Hat suddenly smiled and said to the old principal beside him.

"What?" Dumbledore looked at Anthony with interest, his eyes inexplicably solemn.

"He's afraid you'll eat him, hahaha!" Suddenly, the Sorting Hat let out a burst of wanton laughter, and its split mouth almost penetrated the entire brim of the hat.

"Okay, if you scare this little guy again, he will faint." Dumbledore said.

After laughing for a long time, the Sorting Hat finally stopped. Just when Anthony was about to die, it finally said slowly: "A very ambitious child, maybe entering Slytherin is a good choice, but I think You will definitely not like the atmosphere, I still maintain my original idea, Anthony, Gryffindor!"

Then the old principal took the sorting hat out from Anthony's head, and at the moment of separation, the hat suddenly spoke again: "History and the future have never imprisoned us, it is love that keeps us rooted, Anthony... The most important thing is Choose who you wish you could be!”

"Take me, Dumbledore, to show you some interesting scenes."

The old principal was suddenly startled, and then looked at Anthony silently. After hesitating for a moment, he came to his desk and put the sorting hat on his head.

For a moment, Anthony felt an inexplicable chill running through his body.

He seemed to suddenly fall from the clouds to the bottom.

At this moment, the ground covered with spikes was already close at hand, and he was about to fall to pieces.

Just wait until Dumbledore sees what the Sorting Hat says.

At this time, the office suddenly became quiet.

The portraits of past principals on the wall also have their eyes closed, pretending to sleep.

The surroundings fell into a dead silence.

Like a precursor to the Doomsday Judgment!

"Interesting!" After a long time, Dumbledore suddenly said, his eyes flashing with strange light, which made Anthony's scalp tingle.

"I didn't expect you to be a prophet!"

"Ok?"

Anthony was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said in agreement: "Ah, yes, yes! Yes, I am a prophet."