[HP] Pledge allegiance to Gellert

"...Eric."..."...I need a beating."

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He was groggy for a while, and there was a noisy voice in his ears that he couldn't tell whose voice was talking all the time.

When Eric wakes up, it's not quite clear what happened.He didn't feel anything himself, but he could feel the cold sweat running down his back while he was unconscious.

Ah, here?Um--

The only thing that is certain is that this is definitely not a medical wing.

Eric propped his head up from the black sofa, looking at the unfamiliar furnishings around him.

Bookshelves, desks, sofas, fireplaces... It's more like an office than a lounge.

Eric's head hurt a little, and he remembered how he seemed to hear his father calling him when he was in a daze.

Well, he doesn't miss his dad that much, does he? == So it's an illusion, definitely an illusion.

If his apparition had finally worked and this was Hogwarts, the most likely place he would be now was the professor's office, and most likely the headmaster's office.

It turned out that Hogwarts was really so strict that he couldn't Apparate, he felt almost crushed during Apparate, and then seemed to have alarmed many people... This is even the professor and the headmaster were alarmed right? ==

Hmm, Dad, help me—

==Consequences of dying like this...

Will be punished?You will definitely be punished!

Ah, dad, help!I just risked it all and tried what Hogwarts can do to me. I didn't think that I would break the school rules before enrolling!

But in the end it was a violation of school rules.

Eric sat up obediently, thinking that it would be better for him to recognize himself as a good boy.

Durmstrang wouldn't have so many rules!Durmstrang's favorite thing to use is the Portkey!How can Hogwarts even ban apparition-how can Nima's be as annoying as Grindelwald Manor? !

Mama Hogwarts is so troublesome, oh, oh, oh, oh--

......

"Snapped."

The author will not let Eric just pass by like this.While Eric was still thinking about it, the door finally opened as expected. Eric turned his head quickly, pretending nothing happened.

Principal Black opened the door. After seeing Eric sitting on the sofa for the first time, his first reaction was to look outside the door again, and then sighed.

Eric: "???"

Principal Black: "Senior Carswright just left, I called him back to clean you up."

Eric: "..."

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First reaction: It turned out that hearing his father call him was not his hallucination——

Second reaction: Breathe a sigh of relief, thank goodness you left, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be beaten...

As soon as the principal opened his mouth, Eric recognized that this product was the one that had appeared in Bok Bokin's shop.

——Really, what kind of world is this now, and the dignified principal is also running to Knockturn Alley?

Mr. Principal looked at him for a while, then helplessly helped his forehead, paused, then waved his hand and said weakly: "Eric, I am your principal, Phineas Black. Of course, your father would rather be called I'm Nicholas, you can also call me Principal Nicholas."

"Principal." For the sake of being the principal, Eric sat obediently and listened to the lesson.

Well, the attitude is not bad at all.The headmaster continued to raise his forehead: "About your behavior this time, I think you probably know what you did. You probably don't know much about the consequences that can be caused by disembarking within the scope not allowed by Hogwarts—— Fortunately, there were no such bad consequences.”

"...Yes." Eric bowed his head obediently, admitting his mistake.

"In Hogwarts, if you forcibly change shape, you will be destroyed by Hogwarts to destroy the source of magic in your body and become a squib. In severe cases, you may be directly destroyed by Hogwarts or assimilate your soul. Hogwarts has been around for thousands of years. It’s not a joke at all, Eric—if you are assimilated into a soul, you may exist as a ghost attached to Hogwarts in the future.” The headmaster said seriously, but your help The movement of the forehead has weakened your momentum by more than one point, hey!

Eric: "..." When you shouldn't speak, you have to bow your head and admit your mistakes. Fortunately, the principal's tone is still reasonable.

"Although I don't know what's going on, Hogwarts didn't hurt you, it just shocked you, causing you to lose consciousness for a while, and there is nothing wrong with it-but you still have to know! If In normal times, your consciousness has already been strangled by Hogwarts and assimilated into a ghost!"

Eric: "Ah... oh." ==

The first half of this conversation was relatively normal, and then continued, Mr. Principal's expression suddenly collapsed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Do you know the consequences?!"

"..." Scared Dad to death... Boogie Island. ==

"It doesn't matter if you turn into a ghost - and then your controlling dad will come and blow up Hogwarts! Then throw my ashes into the sea and feed the fish! - Don't say your dad is not so violent He is not so violent when he faces you, okay?! He usually beats us to death when he faces us, do you understand?!——Lao Zi is now the headmaster of Hogwarts!!! "

The principal roared with blood and tears.

"Uh...uh. -_-||"

Eric tried his best to straighten his expression - that guy is the principal after all - even if he is unreliable to talk to the nanny Ming Shenjingbing - he is also the principal!

...So stupid, Hogwarts is so stupid...Hogwarts even the headmaster is so stupid——

How about elegant and calm? !What about the promised Gospel in Snake Court? !What about love? !

——The author, please come out and let’s talk about life——Your brain holes evolve infinitely, and your brain grooves need to be filled——Don’t be so stupid, okay!

"Ahem." Maybe the principal also found that his gaffe was a bit too much, covered his lips and coughed a few times, and tried his best to restore his principal demeanor: "Is there any discomfort, Eric?"

Eric finally understands that the headmaster of Hogwarts and his father are the boss and the younger brother, and they are like dogs of a feather. In other words, the headmaster is his own person, there is no threat, and he can be trusted.

Shaking his head: "No."

"Okay." The headmaster calmed down, and reached out to touch his head: "Your father has prepared some sets of clothes for you, hurry up and change them, the sorting is still going on, if you go faster, We can catch up."

"Oh."

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In the living room that comes with the principal's office, Eric looked at several neatly stacked dresses.

In a powerful military country like Germany, even the dresses have a strong taste of military uniforms, whether it is the bright yellow tassels hanging from the shoulders of the dark green gorgeous dress, or the rigorous double row of silver buttons.Standing collar, long coat, black boots, German nobles must ensure that they maintain a meticulous demeanor at all times.

Probably because he didn't know what color he was used to, so Minister Carthlet sent several different sets tentatively.It's a good thing that Minister Carthlet didn't lose his mind, only dark blue, dark green, black, and brown—Eric should be glad he didn't send big red. ==

So later, he will face a group of small animals uniformly wearing school uniforms and gowns, only he is wearing a dress or something... Rubbing his face and sighing.This can be regarded as making a face... But it's too secondary to be in the limelight like this!fall!

So sometimes, it’s really not because the protagonist wants to fall into the second grade, but because he is completely forced into the second grade by life and reality.Spray your aunt's blood all over your face. =mouth=

Sometimes life is such a mess that people want to shout that I bought a watch last year!People can control their own destiny!When you can't control your own destiny, let's play freely!Turn the table up!

Oh, no, off topic. ==

By the time Eric tidied himself up and reappeared in the principal's office, about 10 minutes had passed.

Mr. Principal looked at his watch and nodded: "Well, yes, the mobility is very good."

"......==" Eric kept silent modestly.

Mr. Principal got up: "Okay, let's go. You haven't been sorted yet."

"Oh." It means that in this place of the school, the principal has the final say. The principal is at the front, and Eric followed without saying a word.

Mr. Headmaster led him along, up the stairs and down the corridor. Eric looked at Hogwarts Castle and thought it was not bad.

The principal didn't look back, and asked casually: "By the way, Eric, your father asked me to ask you, which college do you want to enter?"

Eric also asked casually: "Does my dad want me to be in that?"

Really casual.Anyway, he had already decided on Slytherin, and his father's opinion should be considered and not adopted. ==

Mr. Principal thought for a while, and then laughed: "That's not true. After your father heard about the four houses, he just said that if you enter Hufflepuff, don't go back to see him haha~"

"...Mr. Principal, please stop laughing, how much my dad hates Hufflepuff! Hufflepuff is also one of the four houses of Hogwarts! =="

"Ahahahahaha~ sorry sorry, many people think Hufflepuff is stupid."

"Hufflepuffs are not stupid, Hufflepuffs are peace." ==

"Oh?! Eric, you say that - do you want to be in Hufflepuff?! No, your dad will tear me apart!"

"No. In my case...it should be Slytherin."

"Oh?"

"...What's wrong? Is there something wrong with Slytherin?=="

"In your father's estimation, you should be Ravenclaw."

"No... After all, I am the sole heir of the Castlelet family. The purely academic atmosphere of Ravenclaw is not suitable for my future struggles."

"Oh, that's how it is...that's what you said. Eric is a good boy. ^_^"

"Mr. Principal, this is a matter of course. =="

"No, there are many small nobles in Britain who don't have this awareness at all."

"I know the nobles of England have very fine ones."

"Yes, but very little. But the Malfoy kid is pretty good, and the Potter kid is pretty good, too."

"Well. Senior Malfoy is very good."

"Eric is also very good."

Eric followed Mr. Principal through the long corridor and walked past many portraits without looking sideways, but he heard the voices of the portraits admiring him.

Be elegant, dignified, courteous, calm, and not arrogant.In England, he represented not only himself, but also Germany, and their Castle Wright family.

You can't lose face to your family, you can't lose your manners, you can't lose your majesty, you can't lose your demeanor.That's it, be the best of them all.

One of the most useful and excellent.

Walking to the end of the corridor, Mr. Principal opened a gorgeous door, which was noisy with people and brightly lit——

Eric just heard a woman calling his name:

"Eric! Eric. Castlewright! Is Eric. Castlelet here—isn't Mr. Castlelet here?"

Before Eric could make a sound, the principal who opened the door had already spoken loudly one step ahead of him.

Mr. Principal's voice sounded calm and serene, very happy and full of smiles:

"Ah, my dear McPherio, I'm sorry I'm late."

The headmaster pushed his monocle and laughed.

Eric, who was standing beside him, wanted to touch his forehead.Hey principal, you're not afraid of breaking your image in front of the little animals at Hogwarts like this, hey...

Eric was resting his forehead, when he suddenly heard the sound of the unreliable Principal Black beside him pulling him into the water——

"As for Eric. Carthlett—he's here."

Before Eric had time to react, Mr. Principal quickly pressed Eric's shoulder and pushed him out in front of everyone.

In plain sight.

Eric is expressionless: "..."

He was really starting to think that coming to Hogwarts was a bad idea. ==

shit.

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——Are you kidding me? !

So sometimes it's really not that you want to go to secondary school, but life is destined to force you to secondary school.

Ah, hello Zhong Erdi, goodbye Zhong Erdi. ==

Eric kept his expression calm with great connotation, even though there are ten thousand mud horses galloping and roaring in his heart now.

【You are stupid——you are stupid——】

——It’s really enough——Turning the table silently.

Mr. Principal is still very happy: "My dear McPherio, Eric is here."

After speaking, he pushed him.

Fuck me, fuck me, I bought a watch last year... Eric's mouth twitched, and he finally lifted his foot and walked into the auditorium.

One step, two steps, three steps... Eric said that walking under the stare of more than 1000 people is really stressful—for example, he almost walked with the same hands and feet==.

Where are you, Dad——I hate you, the principal——Hogwarts is dead in the second——seriously, whether it is the great devil or the savior, this setting is too frightening to be in the second [Desperate Face].

HP is hopeless, so why don't we just knock Lord unconscious and take him back to the 21st century, shall we? 【Desperate face】

Ah, I'm just kidding, don't slap me in the face-

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No matter how miserable the landslide and tsunami were in Eric's heart, in the eyes of everyone at Hogwarts, Master Eric walked in very gracefully and handsomely step by step.

Since Malfoy, it was the first time to see a freshman with such a demeanor.

On the long Slytherin table, Master Malfoy held up his cup to cover his smiling expression.

Uh-huh~ Eric is fine~ This is really great~!

In the direction of the Gryffindor long table, Mr. Potter, sitting at the head, glanced at Slytherin and gave a low "cut".

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Come on, let's talk about how all this is going on. ^_^

In other words, an hour ago, after Master Malfoy handed Eric over to the healers in the medical wing, he didn't want to move, but the head of Slytherin looked like staying at the Gryffindor table.So Master Malfoy was forcibly dragged back to the Slytherin long table by his deputy.

It's useless to drag it back to the long Slytherin table. My children don't know what's going on now. Master Malfoy has been in a state of restlessness, restlessness, and distraction. This state has been maintained until the students have arrived, and the new students are about to when it comes.

His reliable third-year deputy reminded helplessly: "The chief is going to give an entrance speech, Leader!"

Shit, I almost forgot.

Master Malfoy raised his forehead and stood up, not in the mood for a long speech, and finished the entrance speech with a few short sentences, then the students sat down and waited for the new students, and Master Malfoy also sat down.

It is a routine chief speech every year, and I have to say that saying a few words like this has a very good effect on controlling emotions.Master Malfoy pressed his forehead and felt that he had calmed down a little.

Once Master Malfoy calmed down, there would be no problem.The deputies took a look and sat down quietly one after another.

Dormitory GET√, student GET√, party GET√.

Slytherins are all ready for the arrival of the new students.

Mr. Principal was away, and the vice-principal, Professor McPherio, presided over the sorting ceremony.She stood on the podium at the front of the auditorium, waved her wand, and more candles floated away, bright starry sky patterns appeared on the ceiling, and the entire Hogwarts Great Hall was brightly lit like a brilliant banquet.

The heavy auditorium door creaked open, and the friction between the brass door shafts made a deep and heavy sound of historical precipitation.Led by the guiding professor, the freshmen walked in slowly one by one.

Although there are many timid children, there are also many excellent children.The sharp eyes of the four chiefs swept over, estimating what kind of children would be from their own academy.

Master Malfoy looked at the children thoughtfully.The traditional appearance of most big families is relatively easy to identify.There are quite a lot of minor nobles, so there seems to be no need to worry about the quality of this level of Slytherin.

So everything was ready, and everyone waited for the sorting.

Well, where have you been Eric?

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It is said that the freshmen entered the auditorium and lined up in front of the auditorium under the guidance of the professor. There was a sorting hat on the auditorium. Professor McFerriot called the names in turn according to the number of people on the list, and those whose names were called stepped forward and put them on. Sorting hat sorting.

Hania Zabini is now with a boy with black hair and black eyes and glasses.

Hania looked around, but couldn't find the person she was looking for, so she whispered, "Is there anything wrong?"

The little black-haired boy next to him pushed his glasses and acted calmly.

"Don't worry, if it's the son of the Castlelet family, there shouldn't be any problems."

"But he used Apparatus in Hogwarts." Hania looked up and looked at the calm black-haired boy.

"That's okay." The boy pushed his glasses again: "You don't understand, in the eyes of my father's level of Slytherins, Minister Carslet has been deified, his son, let alone just in Huo Gwarzli violated the school rules by using Apparatus, and even if Hogwarts were burned, the headmaster would not dare to do anything to him just because his surname is Carslett."

Hania's expression was as if she had just swallowed an elephant and was about to choke to death: "Caslet..."

"Yeah." The black-haired boy nodded, his voice was very calm: "My father said it. Never underestimate the Castlelets, they will only be stronger than you imagined."

Hania: "..."

Really, kind of, scary.

the other side.

"Brother, Eric isn't here."

Aberforth Dumbledore looked around for a while, and whispered to Albus Dumbledore.

"Don't worry about it so much, just take care of yourself."

"But......"

"Quiet."

Aberforth still didn't give up: "Brother——"

"I said be quiet, Aberforth." Dumbledore turned his head, his eyes unpredictable: "You're making me read."

"..."

Well, well, I'm quarreling with you if I ask anything—

You don't care about empathy for other people.

Aberforth's face flushed red, took a deep breath and stepped back.

——I won't bother you anymore, you can continue to read the hell.

Just at this time, Professor McPherio read the name, and the first name started with "A".

"First, Albus Dumbledore."

The red-haired child, who was still able to read like no one else in the noisy crowd, closed the book and walked onto the stage.

The Sorting Hat has been around for thousands of years, patched, tattered, and a little dirty.

The most important thing is that the mouth of the Sorting Hat is really bad, and the little snakes sometimes want to tear it apart.

The sorting hat twisted, and said in the red-haired boy's mind: "Ah, what a cute kid. Excellent grades, love to study, you should go to Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw children love to study~"

"Sorry I want to go to Gryffindor." The red-haired boy was unimpressed.

"Aren't you going to Ravenclaw? Let me see. Love power, be scheming, unscrupulous...pure blood! Oh, boy, the sinister and cunning Slytherin welcomes you! Little snakes will adore you!" The Sorting Hat continued to incite , but not Gryffindor.

"Sorry I want to go to Gryffindor," the redhead repeated quietly.

The Sorting Hat can't continue. "Gryffindor? Why do you want to go to Gryffindor? Gryffindors are all brave and adventurous children. To be honest, you don't have the potential of Gryffindor~"

The red-haired child kept his tone calm: "Because of justice."

"Oh, well, well, because of justice." The Sorting Hat said dryly, "Who taught you that? It's not like a freshman could say it."

"Mr. Potter. He said Gryffindor represented justice."

"It turned out to be that kid... Well, well, if you insist." The Sorting Hat shook its head for a while, looking very disgusted, and then shouted to the whole auditorium: "Gryffindor!"

The red-haired child took off the sorting hat and walked towards the Gryffindor table calmly.

"Next, Aberforth Dumbledore."

As soon as Aberforth put the Sorting Hat on his head, he heard the sound of the Sorting Hat.

The Sorting Hat is crying: "Oh, after seeing the little fox go to Gryffindor, I am so touched to see a pure lion cub! Dear little lion, don't worry about it, you are pure personality Ryffindor! Do you disagree?"

"……No."

"Very well then!" said the Sorting Hat, "—Gryffindor!"

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"Escofield Lestrange."

"Let me see... the little nobleman of the Lestrange family..."

"Slytherin!"

"Going to Slytherin might be a mess...well well if you insist - Slytherin!"

"Humph!"

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"Anthony Bryan."

"Oh! dear kitty, it's you! There's no need to divide it - Ravenclaw!"

"it is good."

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"Levin Gunter."

"Salazar Slytherin's descendants... No, don't say anything, I understand." The Sorting Hat was shaking, without saying a word of nonsense, and shouted at the top of its lungs: "—Slytherin!!!"

Levin Gaunt gave a short laugh.

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"Hania Zabini."

"Yeah, what a beautiful little girl~"

"Thank you."

"The little Zabini girl... pure blood, beautiful and polite - go beautiful lady, you are from Slytherin!"

"Thank you."

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"Wells Black."

"Hello, the Sorting Hat."

"Oh, my dear Little Will, good evening, nice to see you again." The Sorting Hat's voice was cheerful: "Is your father okay?"

"Thank you for your concern, my father is fine."

"Tell me about your uncle's scandal, Will!" the Sorting Hat said enthusiastically.

"But it's in the branch now."

"That kind of question is obvious, let's talk about it later. Let's satisfy my gossip about Principal Black first!"

"..."

"Okay, okay, I should be more prudent...Sort first—Slytherin!"

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"Minerva McGonagall."

"What a lovely little girl, kind, warm, brave - Gryffindor!"

"Ok."

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"Eric Carslet."

……

"Eric Carthlet!"

……

"Where's Mr. Carslet? Isn't Mr. Carslet here? Eric Carslet—"

……

"Eric Carthlet—"

……

Still no answer.

"It seems that I really didn't come..." Professor McPherio was just about to lower his head to write down the list, when he heard the voice of his unreliable headmaster: "Ah, sorry for being late - he is here. "

There was a moment of silence in the auditorium.Everyone—more than 1000 people, including the professor—cast their gazes at the same time.

Eric, who was pushed out, raised his forehead.

A lot of pressure.

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The pressure is really high...

Eric walked forward step by step, and everyone's eyes followed him, making Eric want to turn the table and go crazy-what are you looking at me for? !

Look how handsome you are. ==

Oh, just kidding.In fact, it was because these British children were basically seeing German military uniforms for the first time, so they were so handsome that they blushed.

Nima German military uniforms are super super handsome, okay?A few little nobles with relatively fast mobility have already started planning to order a few sets.This is really super pulling and super handsome!

In addition, this kid has very rare heterochromatic pupils, he is also very beautiful, he is not wearing a school uniform, and he was led out by the principal himself - is it normal for a freshman to be dragged into such a state, so people will take a few more glances, okay? ==

So, sometimes misunderstandings are generated in this way.Life is a big stepmother, she forces you to go to secondary school, and you have no power to resist.

After finally walking to the auditorium under the eyes of everyone, Eric picked up the sorting hat and put it on his head.

Immediately, I heard the Sorting Hat's voice as if it had choked: "Ka...Caslet...!!!"

Eric: "..."

The Sorting Hat: "Don't...don't burn me...!!!"

Eric: "..."

Sorting Hat: "Wherever you want, please feel free! Let me go, please!!! 〒▽〒"

Eric: "..."

Eric felt something was wrong, he didn't seem to have threatened the Sorting Hat yet.

Sorting Hat: "Slytherin, right? I don't talk nonsense, I understand! It's Slytherin, right! 〒▽〒 Don't burn me!"

Eric: "..."

Something's really wrong - wait a minute, when did I burn you? ==

The Sorting Hat: "Enough, Slytherin! — Slytherin!!! 〒▽〒"

Eric: "..."

The Sorting Hat cried.The sorting hat, you are a snake. ==

Principal Black: "..."

Professor McPherio: "..."

All the new students: "..."

All students: "..."

Hania Zabini: "... Wells, I seem to have heard the Sorting Hat cry?"

Wells Black: "...don't ask me this kind of thing. =="