Everyone Hates Dementors at Hogwarts

Encountering several ghosts on the road, the freshmen were so frightened that they screamed. Wanmi just took a casual look and focused on Sirius. These spirits were too weak and could not be sent to her. The signal thing.

She followed Sirius to the hall, and was about to walk to the long table with him, but was stopped by McGonagall.

"Miss Demont," McGonagall looked at Wanmi, who was dressed in Muggle clothes, and recognized that this was the "fish that slipped through the net" on the list that Dumbledore mentioned, "Mr. Lupin participated in the Sorting House last year, and you haven't, Now wait here."

Sirius was stunned for two seconds before he realized that Mag was talking about him. He quickly turned his head and smiled at Wanmi reassuringly, telling her to be calm and calm. He had no intention of running away.

Wan Mi then nodded to Mag and returned to the freshman team.

'Host, there are so many people here!You have to work hard!When I reach level three, I can check other people's favorability ratings!Then it will be easier for us to do the task!You can also redeem many special skills!What kind of charming and charming body, what kind of eyes can last forever, what kind of delicate and smooth body...'

'Naochao, whoever wants to give you a task, allowing you to carry it in my mind is the greatest kindness to you. '

'...'

As soon as Professor McGonagall placed a pointed wizard hat with pudding on it on the bench in a blind corner, the dirty hat cracked a crack and started singing like a human mouth:

You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge a book by its cover,

If you could find a prettier hat than mine,

I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hats black and shiny,

Make your top hats smooth and crisp,

I'm the Sorting Hat at Hogwarts,

Naturally, it is much taller than your hats.

Any thoughts hidden in your mind,

Can't hide from the golden eyes of the Sorting Hat,

Try it on, and I'll tell you,

Which college should I be assigned to.

You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is courage buried deep in your heart,

Their courage, courage and narrow sense,

Make Gryffindor stand out;

You may belong to Hufflepuff,

The people there are upright and faithful,

Hufflepuff students are tough and honest;

Not afraid of hard work;

If you are smart,

Maybe I will join the old Ravenclaw who only knows how to do it.

Those who are wise and learned,

Will always meet their fellows there;

Maybe you'll be in Slytherin,

Make sincere friends here,

But those cunning and insidious will stop at nothing,

to achieve their goals.

Come put on me!Don't be afraid!

Never panic!

In my hand (even though I don't have one)

you are absolutely safe

Because I am a magic hat who is always thinking!

Wan Mi squinted her eyes and observed the wizard hat. When she heard the last sentence, she couldn't help but sneered. Only a few freshmen around heard it.

But just now they felt that this new student was exuding a chill that was alien to people thousands of miles away, and they didn't dare to ask her what she was laughing at.

'Master, why are you laughing? '

'Laugh at this hat. I thought it was a hat with a spirit attached to it, but it turned out to be an alchemy item. It just said it had thoughts. Do you think it's funny or not?In addition to life, only spiritual bodies like ours, and relatively advanced ones, can have thoughts. How can this thing sing such lyrics?And he sang so hard. '

'that is!Even the host is the only complete monster in the Dementor family with mature thoughts!Let's expose him! '

'No need, I'm so tired, why not keep an eye on my rations! '

'...'

"Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the bench, and wait for sorting."

Professor McGonagall took out a roll of parchment and said, "Hannah Abbott!"

"Hufflepuff!" Hat shouted.

People at the table on the right applauded and cheered the little girl with blonde hair on the stage.

"Susan Burns!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

"Terry Boot!"

"Ravenclaw!"

This time the second table on the left clapped and applauded.

……

……

'Xiao Wan, show me how this hat works? '

Wan Mi tilted her neck and observed for a long time but could not find out how the Sorting Hat worked. Then she remembered that she didn't understand this at all.

The system Xiaowan checked it, combined it with the historical information it searched, and then answered aloud.

"This Sorting Hat was the hat of Godric Gryffindor, one of the founders of Hogwarts. It was later infused with their own ideas by the four founders as a basis for judgment in selecting students from their respective houses."

'Really?Why doesn't this description sound fair to me? '

'According to records, this hat has changed its lyrics several times. After all, there is no real thought. You can't guarantee that it will still be as normal as it was at the beginning. Moreover, historically, it has also sorted selfless students into Slytherin. Ravenclaw students can't fail in their exams, Hufflepuff students are lazy to death if they have time to guard their talents, and there are even cowards and cowards in Gryffindor. '

After getting the answer she wanted, Wan Mi complained, "It's really low-level" and stopped talking, especially when she heard the name of her only younger brother.

"Harry Potter!"

Wanmi didn't understand why the students around her reacted so much when they heard Harry's name. She only cared about why she was so excited when she saw Harry on the stage. Her mood swings were so great that if she started eating with all her strength, she might die or die again. Lose yourself and turn back into the confused original dementor.

'Have you found out the relationship between Sirius and Harry Potter?That little yellow guy, what does it have to do with Harry Potter? '

Xiao Wan hid in a mental corner that Wan Mi couldn't see and pouted helplessly. Did his host completely regard him as a tool?Eh……

'The host is big. According to existing written records, Xiao Huangmao was once a good friend of Harry Potter's parents. Later, the Potter family betrayed him, causing the death of both Harry Potter's parents. Later, he was hunting down another friend of Harry Potter's father's generation. Peter Pettigrew was captured by the Ministry of Magic and sent to Azkaban. '

'...Are you a fool?I don't think you look like an alchemical item. Look at Sirius's expression. What does it look like to be filled with deep hatred? '

Xiao Wan took a secret look and asked, "Is he acting?" ? '

'...You are hopeless. Even as a ten-year-old Dementor, I can tell that it is not a grudge relationship. I'm afraid you are not a fool. '

'...In fact, host Da Da, I have tested you. If you look at your birth age alone, you are about two hundred years old, and I am indeed only a few years old...'

'Shut up you!Get out! '

'...'

Xiao Wan was desperate. How on earth could such an arrogant host have enough charm to wake it up?

Wanmi didn't care what she was thinking, her attention was entirely on Sirius and Harry Potter. Why didn't the Sorting Hat say anything for a long time this time?

"Gryffindor!"