Teach you to adapt to modern life

Harry's biggest thought is: Can portraits also get Alzheimer's?

It seems that there is no definition of this disease in the magic world, and... how to treat portraits?

"Albus, we've been away for over ten years," Snape reminded.

"Ah... ten years," Dumbledore muttered, his voice low.

The old man's eyes were unfocused, as if he had just realized that time had long been meaningless to him.

"It makes me so happy to see you guys having such happiness..."

"Thank you." Snape's mouth curved into a beautiful arc.

Harry touched Neil and Ollie who were looking at Dumbledore curiously: "We are indeed very happy."

Next is the [-] why questions from the little gossips and the arrogant time of the principals.

Neil and Ollie were bouncing around in the principal's office, looking at this principal and knocking at that principal, but the two were still very measured, and they didn't chase and play like other brats and destroy public property.

The two of them were exquisite and cute, with eccentric elves, and they immediately won the favor of most principals.

The old headmaster of Slytherin, Blake, yelled: "Little guy, your father is also the headmaster of our Slytherin, which means that Slytherin is the most suitable place for you."

"Who said that they are the descendants of our Gryffindor!" Several Gryffindor principals shouted.

"Don't think about Hufflepuff, we won the House Cup last year."

"Do you want to calculate the percentage of your House Cup wins over the past 1000 years, and the percentage of your Hufflepuffs being headmasters? Let me tell you, they are so smart that they were born for Ravenclaw!"

"I protest, this is college discrimination, personal attack!!"

"Arguing about the wool, the Sorting Hat is lying there, and the little ones will know when they wear it. Can you still question the result of the Sorting Hat?"

The Sorting Hat, lying innocently on the gun, suddenly writhed on the triangular stool as if the activation button had been pressed.

Another bounce, it sang with that broken voice: "Come and wear me, come and wear me, I will tell you which college you belong to, each of the four colleges has its own characteristics, and you also have your own characteristics, come and wear it Come on me, I will identify where you belong? Hard-working Hufflepuff? Cold and selfless Slytherin? Smart and knowledgeable Ravenclaw, or warm and brave Gryffindor? Come wear me Go! Oh oh oh—"

Harry, Snape, Dumbledore, McGonagall: What's going on?

The sorting hat cleared its throat, "Wait, isn't this the sorting ceremony yet? This is the sorting song I want next year."

As a sorting hat with its own chatterbox attributes, you will never imagine how lonely it is.

I think about the sorting song for next year in the principal's office all year round.

Take it out and use it once a year.

The only extra scene was when Harry pulled out the Gryffindor sword from the sorting hat in the second grade, and was robbed by this shining golden sword! ! !

Now is a great opportunity, if you don't grab it now, when will you wait? !

"Aww, since I gave you a performance in advance, there will be no surprises. I'd better think about it!"

Probably because the Sorting Hat stopped twisting, the principals in the picture frame took off their earplugs one after another.

Neil and Ollie didn't speak, and they looked like they had been turned into wax figures by the singing.

"Baby, we, as the former headmaster of Hogwarts, approve you to try on the sorting hat before the sorting ceremony begins."

Mag: "..."

Neil and Ollie looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Mag who was talking, with short legs moving in small steps, and a little hesitant.

"Put it on." McGonagall made a final decision.

The little guy immediately seemed to have received some reward, "You look so cool, this style of patches is popular recently, last time Aunt Ivy said that this trend will continue until at least next spring."

The Sorting Hat actually couldn't understand what they were talking about at all, but he understood a word, "Of course I'm cool, I'm so cool, there's only one me in this world, and I can talk, have you ever seen a talking hat? , so, do you want to try it on?"

"Brother, I heard that you are going to sit on the stool. I will hold the sorting hat for you, Grandpa, you go first."

"Ladies first," said Neil, very gentlemanly, "Where do you think we will be divided?"

"I don't know. In fact, it's okay. Dad and Daddy don't mind, but I think we'll still be together."

Harry for Gryffindor:  …

Snape representing Slytherin:  …

Who told the little ones they don't mind? !

Although Snape thought a long time ago that Neil and Ollie should both be Gryffindors, he is not the sorting hat after all, and before there is no sorting, there is still a glimmer of life.

Harry didn't think about it at all, these two little guys are so lively, cute, smart, brave and strong, who is Gryffindor!

"What if we're not together?" Neil pouted, looking a little uneasy.

"Then we won't come to Hogwarts." Ollie put her arm around Neil's shoulder, "Let's go back to America, maybe America also has a school of magic?"

Harry: "..."

Snape: "..."

"America? Huh! A country that is not as old as Hogwarts, how can there be a magic school." Principal Black said disdainfully.

"Sorting Hat, did you hear that? Put the two little dolls in the same house, or we'll lose them."

The Sorting Hat is a very temperamental sorting hat. It is not afraid of pressure at all, and it is extremely domineering: "I have the final say on what you guys are arguing about!"

Everyone: I can't refute this broken voice, it's just abusive.

"Then I'll go first." Ollie held Neil's hand tightly.

Neil twirled the tip of the sorting hat with his other hand, pressing it on the beautiful long wavy red hair, "Sister, don't be nervous."

The Sorting Hat twisted its tattered body, and suddenly let out a scream: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—you really are Remy in "Smart Born"? So Neil Snape is Laika? I'm your super super fan!!! You and Laika should stop coming to Hogwarts, show me more scenes."

The point is, its scream was not shouted in Ollie's brain, but echoed in the principal's office.

Harry, Snape: ...

They guessed the beginning right, but guessed the ending wrong.

Varied!what!ghost!

Don't you think about the song of the school all year round, how can you find the time to watch "Born to Be Smart"?

Principal A: "Merlin, I heard that they are going to make a new movie a while ago. I'm really looking forward to it. Now that they're here at Hogwarts, doesn't it mean that the movie has been ruined?"

Principal B: "It seems that cheating can't be used in movies, so can articles say that?"

Principal C: "Can't we interview the person involved? This is first-hand information."

——The above is from "On the Modern Cultivation of the Principal of a Magic School" and the sorting hat is twisted three times to the left and three times to the right: "Okay, I'm just kidding, but it's really difficult for you, hey, you made a movie recently, Merlin , your character is so cool! Hey, you have the bravery of Gryffindor, the wisdom of Ravenclaw, the determination of Slytherin, the hard work of Hufflepuff... Where should I divide you? No, let Neil come first?"

Ollie: "..."

Neil had been looking forward to the result nervously, but before the result came out, Ollie let go of his paw and took off the hat.

Everyone: What's the situation?

"Sister, do you already know the result?"

Ollie shook her head and pushed Neil on the bench, "It said to let you come first."

Neil: "...Is it so old that it can only be turned on and restarted once a year?"

Ollie: "...you'll know if you try it."

Neil put on the Sorting Hat, and the thoughts of the Sorting Hat sounded in his brain: "How dare you say that I am old, I am obviously not old, well, it is difficult for you, you are just like Ollie, you are qualified Ryffindor's bravery, Ravenclaw's wisdom, Slytherin's determination, Hufflepuff's hard work... Where shall I divide you?"

Neil: I still feel that the response speed is too slow after booting, do I need to clear the cache?

"Okay, I have a decision." After the sorting hat twisted for nearly 10 minutes, it finally became serious: "Ravenclaw."

Harry and Snape, who didn't seem to care, but were actually looking forward to it: "..."

Ollie was a little nervous: "So where am I? Ravenclaw too?"

"Well, where do you want to be?"

"With my brother."

"Then Gryffindor!"

Ollie: "..." She wants to go home!

Ollie looked at Neil helplessly, and found that her younger brother was also a little at a loss.

The two pitiful ones looked at Harry and Snape together, the injured expression like a little hamster made Harry's heart melt.

At this time, Snape sang a bad face: "Although this result is a little bit beyond what your dad and I expected, it just happens to show that you can't be together forever. I think this is a good opportunity."

Neil and Ollie sniffed.

The two ran in front of Harry, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

The principals condemned the shameless spoiler of the Sorting Hat one after another, looking as if they were not the ones who approved the little guys to try on the Sorting Hat just now.

Harry hugged Neil and Ollie, who were sobbing softly: "Don't cry, you are not Hogwarts students, you are not yet old, remember?"

The principals were angry: "What do you mean! They have already put on the sorting hat! They are our Hogwarts people!"

Harry: "..." He was telling the truth.

Snape shot Harry a sideways glance, and Harry stared back unwillingly.

Harry: Am I wrong?

Snape: You can't accommodate them like that.

Harry: They're still young.

Snape: That's no excuse.

Harry: Let them make their own choice.

Snape: deal

The two of them made eye contact the whole time, completely ignoring the surrounding single principals watching.

"Listen to me," Harry said, "You really don't have to make up your mind now. If you are old enough and want to come to Hogwarts, Dad and I will support all your decisions."