Entrepreneurship and Wealth in the Order of the Phoenix

Professor McGonagall put a worn-out hat on the corner stool, and as the last note of the sorting song fell, the exciting sorting ceremony began.Professor McGonagall read his name with a serious face. The freshmen stepped forward to put on the hats one by one, and then walked to their respective long tables one by one. They were warmly welcomed by the senior students.

"Hermione Granger!"

The Sorting Hat was writhing on her head, and Harry guessed it was because Hermione preferred to go to Gryffindor, and the Sorting Hat was torn between lion and eagle.It took a while before it yelled, "Gryffindor!"

Hermione walked over to the Gryffindor table with a big smile on her face, and then kept winking and mouthing Harry. "Harry, you must come to Gryffindor."

Harry waited for a while, and Draco was assigned to Slytherin as he wished, and rolled his eyes at Ron provocatively, which was really not Malfoy.Finally, after a few more people, his name was called.

"Harry Potter!"

Immediate discussions erupted in the restaurant, whether they were pure-blood, half-blood or Muggle-born young wizards, whispering excitedly.They saw a tall, lanky boy with dark hair walking towards the stool. That was Harry Potter.

"Is this the boy who survived? Wow, it's not what I imagined... I thought it would be very strong." This is Gryffindor with a brain full of muscles (Snape commented).

"This is the Harry Potter who defeated Lord Dark Lord, beware of him." It was Slytherin who lowered his voice.

"Harry Potter is coming to Hogwarts too? He's actually a wizard. Oh my God, a wizard who can build a reactor is so exciting!" This is a Muggle-born wizard with starry eyes.

Harry picked up the dim, dirty-looking Sorting Hat with two fingers in disgust, letting it hang half a centimeter above his head.The Sorting Hat said helplessly, "Put me on quickly."

"I'm wearing it." A strange smell rushed into Harry's nostrils. He wrinkled his nose and said, "How long has it been since you took a shower?"

The Sorting Hat: ...I really want to hit someone, but I only regret that I have no hands.

Cough, you can't hit people, you have to do your job.The Sorting Hat began to examine Harry's mind, and at the same time kept whispering in Harry's ear: "Wow, I haven't seen such an interesting little wizard like you in decades. Brave, very brave, and timely." Its self-confidence——just a few days after learning the deceleration spell, it performed a jumping performance in front of the principal."

"So I'm a Gryffindor?"

"No, wait. You want to go to Hufflepuff?"

Harry smiled in surprise. "Can you? The Sorting Hat, you are so good, I thought it wouldn't work—"

"Stop dreaming, wake up," said the Sorting Hat. "What's the difference between putting you in Hufflepuff and putting a wolf in a flock?"

Harry flattened his mouth aggrievedly, the Hufflepuff dream was shattered, and it seemed that he could only find a girlfriend there in the future. "Then where are you going to send me?"

"Let me see again, Merlin—what's in your head?" The Sorting Hat exclaimed in amazement: "I've never seen a little wizard have so much knowledge, except for Muggles, and so much knowledge." There are wizards. Have you raided the entire Hogwarts library?"

"To be precise, it is one-tenth of a library. There is too little time. I only have enough time to read these."

"Well, you are really smart. I think Ravenclaw is the most suitable for you, so..." The Sorting Hat suddenly fell silent.

"Come on," Harry urged. "You have been assigned for too long, and the freshmen below are all waiting anxiously."

"Actually." The Sorting Hat stammered. "For general students, I will consider their own opinions, but for you... I will help you make a decision."

Harry frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

"You refuse to put me in Hufflepuff, where else can I go but Ravenclaw? Didn't you just deny Gryffindor? Wait...you can't put me in S—"

"Slytherin!!!" the Sorting Hat yelled.

The high-pitched voice echoed in the empty hall of Hogwarts, Slytherin... Lytherin... Tring... Lin...

WTF? ? !

The audience was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.A second later, Dumbledore's glasses, Snape's book, Professor McGonagall's hat... fell in a mess.

Hermione's mouth was wide open enough to stuff a mandrake, but Ron whispered to a boy next to him whose eyes were almost popping out, "I knew he was a mandrake." Slytherin."

"Why?" the boy asked dully.

Ron Truth Weasley looked up at the ceiling and muttered, "I've been thinking about abducting people and defrauding people since I was in the first grade. It's not Slytherin..."

On the other side, the Sorting Hat hummed a ditty, leisurely making up for Harry. "After all, you also said that I haven't showered for a long time, and my thinking is a bit slow."

Talk cheap for a while, branch crematorium.

Harry stood up abruptly, took off the Sorting Hat and threw it on the stool, and pointed his wand neatly at it. "You look at my wand and say that again?"

The Sorting Hat continued to shout righteously and righteously: "Sly—"

"Silencio."

Harry turned his head and gave a harmless smile to the professor's chair. "The sorting hat was drawn just now, can we do it again?"

Professors: "..."

"No, Harry." Dumbledore was no longer surprised by the child's astonishing behavior, he just said gently: "You'd better lift this silencing spell, and then sit on the Slytherin table, and Some students are waiting for sorting."

Harry bent over, lifted the silencing spell, and said in a low voice beside the Sorting Hat. "Very well, Sorting Hat, I will definitely study hard in the future, become an excellent (dark) wizard, and then use the most interesting (black) magic to wash you carefully from the inside out, from body to heart. "

The Sorting Hat shuddered.

Skin this... It seems to regret it.

Harry walked over to the Slytherin table and stood in front of Draco.The fair-haired boy was now flanked by two large men, Crabbe and Goyle.The green-eyed boy flashed a smile at Crabbe, and before he could say anything, the big man vacated his seat.

"Thank you," Harry said politely.

"You're welcome, you're welcome," Crabbe replied, wiping away his sweat, looking at the wand Harry was still holding.Leaving aside Harry Potter's glorious victory over a noseless man, the silencing spell he uttered at the Sorting Hat under the watchful eyes of all the little wizards was stunned by the clean skill with which he pulled out his wand just now.You know, most freshmen don't even know a single spell now.

The sorting ceremony continued amidst the expressions of the professors and students as if they were wandering away.Ron was assigned to Gryffindor as a matter of course, and sat down with Hermione.

Sorting ended with the last freshman, Blaise Zabini, being sorted into Slytherin.The students sat down at their respective long tables, introduced themselves and met new friends.For a moment, the hall was full of voices of conversation.

The dark-skinned boy sat down next to Harry. "I'm Blaise Zabini."

"Hi." Harry reached out and shook his hand.Some of the senior Slytherin students looked up at the sky, and some looked down at the table, as if they could see some flowers on the smooth table. Occasionally, there were a few vicious eyes, like snakes hidden in the bushes, peeping secretly. Come over; the lower grade students looked at them curiously, a little scared, and a little eager to try.

"You don't seem very popular with the seniors here," Blaise suggested cryptically.

"That's it." Harry shrugged nonchalantly. "Killing someone else's boss, making someone lose their job and go to jail, how can I be more popular?"

Blaise didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, so he could only ask tentatively, "What are you going to do?"

The dark-haired, green-eyed boy gave a sly smile.

"Give them a new job," he said.

At this time, Headmaster Dumbledore stood up and walked to the podium with a carved owl.He cast himself an Amplifying Charm, cleared his throat, and the auditorium immediately fell silent.

"Welcome everyone," said the old headmaster with a white beard. Harry took a closer look. The bow tied on Dumbledore's beard was blue today, which was very cute, and matched his blue eyes very well.

"Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year. Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words, that is, idiots! Cry nose! Dregs! Screw! Thank you everyone!"

"Is this the end?" Harry suddenly felt a surge of emotion pervading from the bottom of his heart. He decided to treat the old headmaster better in the future and stop challenging the old man's heart capacity.

Dumbledore waved his hand, and delicious delicacies appeared on the table immediately.Blaise watched dumbfounded as the Boy Who Lived wiped out the food on his plate with astonishing speed and decorum.

"Did you not eat at noon?"

"Yeah, I'm starving to death, and I patronize and give lectures to them on the train."

"What class?" Blaise asked curiously.

"Biology class, about DNA." Harry saw Blaise's expression became more confused, and then explained: "In layman's terms, it's how bloodlines and bloodlines determine a person's appearance."

The dark-skinned boy's eyes lit up instantly.Doesn't this mean that the theory of pure blood can be verified?In this case, those hemp seedlings and mixed races would have no room to refute!

Blaise, who was too excited, didn't see Draco's pale face not far away and Pansy's anxious, silent cry.

Pansy mouthed: "Are you stupid, don't—"

Blaise shook Harry's hand excitedly. "Can you tell me about it?"

"Of course." The green-eyed boy smiled harmlessly, puffing out his cheeks. "I also plan to gather a few more people and start a class directly."

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[small theater]

HogwartsTV recording site, Snape special.

Snape: "...Since then, I will never swear indiscriminately. As long as there is anything related to Potter, nothing good will happen. Merlin knows what happened to the Sorting Hat and sorted him into Slytherin ..."

Host: "As far as everyone knows, swearing to Merlin from the bottom of your heart also has a weak magical contract effect, so Professor Snape, did you finally go to the Astronomy Tower?"

Snape: "..." Dead Light stared.

Dumbledore smiled and sipped his honey tea. "Of course Severus jumped, with Harry. What's the line in that Muggle movie—Youjump, Ijump."

Snape pointed his wand at the camera: "Reducto!"