HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

The young wizards were still nervous about how they would be sorted into the houses, because they had neither seen dragons and trolls, nor had they seen any test papers, nor were they taken directly to the Forbidden Forest.

As the first name was read out by Professor McGonagall, the little wizard whose name was called nervously walked to Professor McGonagall's side under everyone's gaze, his uneasiness in his heart visible to the naked eye.

Many Gryffindor seniors couldn't help laughing secretly.

Professor McGonagall picked up the worn hat on the stool and said, "Sit on the stool."

The young wizard sat on the stool obediently. A big hat was put on his head to block his vision. He heard Professor McGonagall beside him say, "The Sorting Hat will tell you which college is truly suitable for you."

As Professor McGonagall finished speaking, the Gryffindor seniors sitting below finally couldn't hold back their laughter. Their loud laughter resounded throughout the entire hall, causing the Slytherin seniors, who had originally been smiling, to roll their eyes.

Being able to make the Slytherins, who always pay attention to etiquette, roll their eyes in public, can only be said to be worthy of being Gryffindor.

Even Ravenclaw temporarily shifted their attention from books and problem discussions to the new wizards. Such interesting reactions can only be seen once a year and naturally cannot be missed.

The freshmen looked at the seniors who were watching the show with gnashing teeth. How could they not understand what this meant? They were being fooled.

Those little wizards who have older brothers and sisters studying at Hogwarts decided that they must take revenge after the sorting. Those little wizards who have no older brothers and sisters are preparing to send letters home after returning to the dormitory, and they must severely accuse their parents of deceiving their feelings!

Damn it, I must let the next batch of little wizards experience this feeling, and then they will have to sit in the auditorium and watch the show.

"Gryffindor!"

The sound of the Sorting Hat echoed throughout the hall, drowning out everyone else's voice.

The little wizard sitting on the wooden chair had his hat taken off by Professor McGonagall, and ran towards the Gryffindor table without looking back.

The Gryffindor seniors also warmly welcomed his arrival.

One by one, the little wizards were called forward and ran towards their own academies. The names of Wenxiu Lord and others were never called, and there were only a few of them that he knew in the original book.

"Sirius Black."

Wenxiu Lord was getting a little bored and started hiding behind Severus with his head down in a daze. He didn't expect that the first person to be called among them would be Sirius.

Sirius walked out of the crowd with a lot on his mind and sat on a wooden chair.

Wenxiu Lord no longer felt sleepy now. After Sirius finished his distribution, the auditorium would surely be bustling with activity.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, I didn't hear the Sorting Hat call out the house that Sirius should go to.

Wenxiu Lord saw that the Sorting Hat on Sirius's head had an increasingly conflicted expression, as if it was having a hard time making up its mind.

"Gryffindor!"

I had the impression that Sirius should have been sorted into Gryffindor very quickly, but it took so long now, and Sirius didn't seem to be very willing.

Wenxiu Lord narrowed his eyes and stared at the Sorting Hat. He would ask Sirius what the hat was doing after it was over.

The pure-blood and half-blood wizards who knew the surname Black were shocked to hear this news. When they saw Sirius's expression, they couldn't tell whether he was willing or not.

Narcissa Black, who was sitting at the Slytherin table, was almost as dark as the bottom of a pot. The looks from the Slytherin little snakes around her made her feel embarrassed. She was going to write a letter to Aunt Walburga tonight.

Beside her, Lucius Malfoy said nothing, but glanced at everyone at the Slytherin table with a warning look.

No one could talk about his future wife, Lucius Malfoy.

Those who were originally at odds with the Black family and wanted to take the opportunity to mock Narcissa Black all lost this idea after seeing the look in Lucius Malfoy's eyes.

The discussion about the Black family did not affect the progress of the sorting.

"Peter Pedillo."

Wenxiu Lord stared at the timid little wizard who walked out of the crowd, "Doesn't he look quite normal? Just his eyes are a little small. I don't know how he made himself look so disgusting in the future."

"Gryffindor!"

He didn't pay any attention to the subsequent sorting until his name was read out by Professor McGonagall.

"Venxiu Lord."

Feeling the weight on his head, Wenxiu Lord felt a little disgusted, "The Sorting Hat has never been washed, right? It looks dirty, but it smells weird too."

The Sorting Hat was about to speak when it read the inner thoughts of Vinciu Lord. It was speechless and spoke with a somewhat irritable tone, "I am very clean! Albus cleans me up every day!"

Wenxiu Lord muttered quietly, "But it's still unwashed."

"you!"

It seemed that the Sorting Hat was about to get angry. It would be terrible if it assigned him to a random house.

"Mr. Sorting Hat, you are the cleanest. Let's sort them first."

The Sorting Hat snorted coldly and began to read Wenxiu Lord's memory. It turned out that he could only read the boy's memory after he was 11 years old, and it was still in fragments.

Are you kidding? How could Wenxiu Lord let the Sorting Hat know about his experiences before the time travel and the things about the system? The brain occlumency technique is working very well.

However, this fragmentary memory is enough. The Sorting Hat exclaimed, "Wow, this guy is so thoughtful, he has mastered so much dark magic, and he uses so many curses. If it weren't for the fact that Vinciu Lord has a good heart, the old hat would think that he should go to Nurmengard and be neighbors with Albus' ex-husband."

Wenxiu Lord did not hide his other experiences just to be assigned to Slytherin.

As a result, the Sorting Hat was still hesitant to tell him which house he was going to, and he thought the Sorting Hat was struggling with where he should go. "I want to go to Slytherin."

The Sorting Hat was still in shock and did not hear what Vinciu Lord said. Even though he had already expressed his intention, the Sorting Hat still did not move. Even the young wizards from various academies below the stage began to whisper.

There was an inexplicable look in Wenxiu Lord's silver-gray eyes hidden behind the brim of his hat, and his mind began to think of various scenes of stealing the Sorting Hat and then destroying it.

The Sorting Hat was so scared that its voice trembled, "Slytherin!"

Wenxiu Lord stood up with satisfaction, gave Severus a bright smile, and walked towards the Slytherin table.

Finally, this plague god was sent away, and the Sorting Hat breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know whether others had the ability to destroy him, but this young man definitely had it.

Fortunately, he has no heart and cannot sweat, otherwise he would be so scared that he would be covered in cold sweats and his heart would skip a beat.

At the Gryffindor table, Sirius was in an even worse mood when he heard that Vinceau Lord was indeed sorted into Slytherin.

James Potter, who was sitting next to him, came up to him with a chicken leg in his mouth, "What's wrong Sirius, are you in a bad mood? Don't you want to be sorted into Gryffindor?"

Sirius glanced at Wenxiu Lord, who was sitting at the Slytherin table chatting with other little snakes, and shook his head, "Nothing."

James Potter picked up a chicken drumstick and stuffed it into Sirius' mouth. "Relax, even if you are not assigned to the same house, you can always go to see him. I will help you find a way to pursue him. The two of us are definitely better than Snape."

Sirius took the chicken leg out of his mouth and forced out an ugly smile.

It seemed that even though he was sorted into Gryffindor as he wished, he was not that happy.

"Severus Snape."

The Sorting Hat wanted to escape, but he couldn't because he had no legs.

Today is a life-or-death situation. Anyone who has anything to do with Wenxiu Lord will be very difficult to deal with. Sirius Black is just confused, but what's wrong with this Severus! ?

Even he dared to threaten me. Is the Sorting Hat someone who would give in so easily?

"Slytherin!"

Severus walked to the Slytherin table with a little more brisk steps, ruthlessly pushed away the little witch who had been surrounding him and sitting next to Venus Lord, ignored her hostile gaze, and sat next to Venus Lord himself.