[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

Sorting Hat Observation Report

Song Xin asked tremblingly, "You...Your hat can talk?"

The hat asked back: "The ghost can talk, the pen can write by itself, even the portrait can talk and sing, why can't I talk?"

Song Xin glanced around furtively, put her hat on the window sill, and asked, "I seem to have heard Harry talk about you."

The sorting hat said: "Harry Potter! The savior, the boy who survived the catastrophe, he is very smart... ambitious, I thought about sending him to Slytherin, but he insisted on going to Gryffindor. But it turns out he Well done in Gryffindor."

Song Xin said, "Where's Draco Malfoy?"

The sorting hat said: "Slytherin, I'm the same with the surname Malfoy."

The sun was shining brightly, Song Xin dragged a stool over, lay on the back of the chair curiously, and chatted with the Sorting Hat.Mrs. Pingsi probably fell asleep, Song Xin lowered her voice: "What is the basis for you to divide them?"

The Sorting Hat laughed—or maybe it was, but the folds of the hat unfolded: "Gryffindors like brave children, Hufflepuffs like hard-working people, and Slytherins like ambitious pure-bloods." , so I never throw little Muggle-born wizards in there. Ravenclaw likes smart people, and I won't throw in stupid people."

Song Xin said in surprise, "You...how did you get the job?"

The Sorting Hat didn't understand what Song Xin wanted to ask, and asked suspiciously, "With this person?"

Song Xin shook her head: "No, no, I'm not asking you this."

Then she asked carefully: "How do you judge whether they have the attributes you want? Can you see through a person?"

Then Song Xin carefully raised the hat and looked at it. The tip of the Sorting Hat moved. Just from the structure point of view, it was indeed an ordinary hat—except for the folds on the front that looked like an old man.

The Sorting Hat said, "Then what do you think?"

Song Xin was immediately in awe of the hat.

Then Song Xin asked in a low voice: "...Then, that, can you do me a favor?"

"That's right, I really want to know what kind of person I am." Song Xin said in a low voice, "Many people don't know how they are judged in the eyes of others all their lives, and they don't know what kind of person they are in the eyes of society." Exist... I don't know."

Song Xin said with a little low self-esteem: "The only thing I know is that in the eyes of others, I don't know how to speak. I always offend people and mess things up."

"...So, I would like to ask you to take a look." Song Xin said in a low voice, "I at least want to know what kind of person I am."

Especially on a day like this, Song Xin thought.

There are many things in this world that cannot be solved by ourselves, or even by others.Before entering the society, one only needs to study well, but after entering the society, there are so, so many helpless, dormant, waiting to overwhelm people at any time.Song Xin naturally had happy times this year, but more times, she was confused and hesitant.

Maybe he is not suitable for this profession at all, or maybe he is not suitable for this society at all. Song Xin once thought that she could get everything she wanted by doing what her teachers and parents said.But no.

"You are too old." The Sorting Hat said disgustedly: "I don't guarantee that I can spot you, and I can't give you the answer you want."

Song Xin shyly said, "Then just take a look around, and use it as a way to pass the time."

—Indeed, who can give such an answer?Who can tell you whether it is suitable for this line of work?Song Xin thought.

There was a brilliant sun in the sky, and the fields in the distance were green and green. Song Xin sat on the window sill and put the hat on her head curiously.

The voice of the Sorting Hat came from my mind this time:

"Hey!" it exclaimed, "Hey...it's amazing!"

Song Xin couldn't help being a little proud. She believed that it was her active learning that moved the Sorting Hat, and said in her mind, "How is it?"

The Sorting Hat exclaimed again: "Hey! You have a lot of drama in your head, I was almost killed by the noise, little girl, don't you consider going to a drama school or something?"

Song Xin: "..."

The Sorting Hat said, "...well, without further ado... oh? You live in Gryffindor Tower now?"

Song Xin replied blankly: "Yes, I live in the women's dormitory over there, and the next door is——no, no, there's nothing next door!"

The Sorting Hat: "Oh - the person you want to date lives next door."

Song Xin was about to cry: "Don't say it, don't say it! Are you always nagging about sorting? Then your sorting ceremony must be very long. Modern society pays attention to efficiency and speed, so be careful to be eliminated—"

The Sorting Hat said solemnly: "I'm not in a hurry now, why talk more?"

Song Xin closed her mouth aggrieved, and protested softly to the Sorting Hat: "Then don't look at that person's face—"

"Hey!" The Sorting Hat fussed and said, "Another old goblin!...But the person you like is not as old as me, so I'm a good example of an old goblin... Have I lived for 300 years? You can't tell at all , you are quite handsome, no wonder you will..."

Song Xin immediately slammed her head against the window glass in shame, and the Sorting Hat squeaked as she begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, let's get down to business!"

Song Xin stood at attention and sat down. The Sorting Hat coughed, "...Well, I won't tease you anymore."

Then after a while of silence, the Sorting Hat said: "Well, very good, childish... At least at this age, you are probably more childish when you were young, right? You are a bit scholarly, but you are blunt and not incompatible with the world. Respect the teacher, you should not A few teachers don't like you... Seeing this, I think you are a Ravenclaw..."

Song Xin murmured, "I also think that place is more suitable for me."

"But—" said the Sorting Hat, "if you do, I'll send you to Gryffindor."

Song Xin was stunned: "Why?"

"Gryffindor," the Sorting Hat murmured, "—there is the bravery buried in my heart."

"You're a Gryffindor, a lion," said the Sorting Hat.

Song Xin froze for a moment, and then found that the folds of the sorting hat suddenly disappeared, and it turned back into a dusty, patched hat.No matter how much she tried to talk to the Sorting Hat, the Sorting Hat didn't respond to any of her words, as if she had fallen asleep.

Song Xin hugged the hat and ran to the principal's office.

The golden sunshine in the afternoon sprinkled the promenade, and the promenade was covered with green grass, full of vitality, and the castle was well repaired, only a tall tower in the distance was scorched black.

A cat ran over, Song Xin was taken aback, and teased the cat with that dusty broken hat in her arms.The cat gave Song Xin a round butt very awkwardly, and Song Xin was amused by that butt, then the cat meowed twice, flicked its tail, and led Song Xin forward as if leading the way.

Song Xin ran across the golden sun and the corridor, the mistletoe was growing in the corridor, the gorse hung its head, and the golden, rose-colored, English wind was blowing in the distance.

Song Xin sent the hat back. The principal's office was empty, and Professor McGonagall was not there.She put the sorting hat on the spiral staircase, and then began to wander around the castle alone.

Hogwarts has a long history, Song Xin didn't even have the idea of ​​comparing it with her own high school, she just felt that it was a completely different world, and then Song Xin met Draco on the stairs.

Draco sat at the top of the stairs in a dark green velvet robe.

When Song Xin saw him, she finally found someone she could babble about, and immediately greeted him: "Draco!"

Draco looked at the Astronomy Tower that was blackened by lightning at the other end of the castle. The tower was decadent and beautiful under the sun. When Song Xin called him for the first time, he was staring at the tower in a daze, and didn't even hear it.

Song Xin smiled and called him again: "Draco?"

Only then did Draco Malfoy notice Song Xin, and he asked unnaturally, "...Didn't you go to Hogsmeade?"

Song Xin nodded, and naturally sat down on the stairs next to Draco. The sky in the distance was blue, the wind was blowing, and big white birds fluttered up.

"They all went." Song Xin whispered, "I didn't go...I have something to do."

Draco said: "Hogsmeade is very interesting. Honeydukes there has a lot of delicious food. It's a pity you didn't go."

Song Xin said heartbrokenly: "Probably..., but I don't regret it. If I go, I will probably die half of the sunfish again..."

Draco: "Huh?"

If she saw Logan going to please Qin, she would stimulate herself to death, Song Xin thought, after going through the morning, Song Xin found that sunfish are not easy to live in, so it's better not to stimulate yourself.

Song Xin whispered, "You probably understand that Earl Paris, Juliet's fiancé, doesn't want to see Romeo and Juliet walking on the streets of Hogsmeade loving each other."

Draco: "Huh?"

Song Xin immediately smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, pretend you didn't hear it. Actually, I have to write a report, so I went to the library—but what are you looking at?"

Draco was silent for a moment, a tall tower and the blue sky were reflected in his green pupils, and he said to Song Xin, "The tower struck by lightning."

……

"To tell you the truth," Draco said softly, "I have received the education of 'pure-blood supremacy' since I was a child. As pure-blood wizards, we are born noble, that is, we are higher than Muggle wizards."

Song Xin covered her mouth in confusion.

Draco said: "It's typical right-wing thinking, conservatives. But the previous headmaster of Hogwarts was a typical **** person. My parents taught me that he was a traitor. He has a very brilliant resume. What Wizenga The chief magician of Morocco, Merlin First Class Medal... It is such a person with great social influence, in the eyes of a family like ours, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thorn in the flesh."

Song Xin said heartbrokenly, "That's why you were so hostile to me the first time you saw me! You just hate that I'm a Muggle!"

Draco blushed immediately, and stammered: "Don't—don't talk nonsense, I don't hate you...don't interrupt."

"I was almost...against this headmaster for six years. But I just hated him, and I just found my family to trip him up." Draco added: "...but in the sixth year, Our family serves... the Dark Lord. He asked me to kill the headmaster."

Song Xin was shocked and said, "Ah?!"

"If I can't kill him, I have to die." Draco looked at the tower, where white pigeons flew straight into the blue sky.

Song Xin said softly, "...you should call the police."

Draco was amused and laughed, the blush on his face did not fade: "Can calling the police be useful?"

Then he pulled out his wand and said to Song Xin teasingly: "Song Xin, I only need a spell to kill you. Do you think the Muggle police can be stronger than you?"

Song Xin poked Draco's magic wand, and said with a smile: "I should be stronger than me, I don't know, my combat power is only 0.5, how can the police graduate from the police school?"

Draco smiled: "Anyway, let me kill him. I spent a whole year in order to kill him, arranging this school, and even using the very deep secrets of this school..."

"Then he wanted to save my soul," Draco said, looking at the tower, "...he died by himself. He fell from that tower."

The tower seems to have become a nest of white doves. The warm white sunlight shines on the scorched bricks, and the rain has washed them away for several years.

Draco Malfoy said, "I just wondered if this was wrong."

"My parents don't allow me to do this." Draco said unnaturally: "They think wizards and Muggles are different, but... I always feel that if there are more people like the old headmaster, say It may not be possible to coexist peacefully."

Song Xin recalled her report and whispered, "I don't know."

Draco said indifferently: "I don't know either...but it doesn't hurt to try."

The sun of this era is golden and brilliant, like poetry.

Song Xin sat with Draco all afternoon, Draco went to the kitchen to order some drinks and food, Song Xin sat on the steps to enjoy the breeze while eating carrot pancakes.

Draco said, "...you look really stupid when you eat."

Song Xin was sure that Draco would not stuff her socks for the second time, so she said slowly, "Then you are wise enough to eat and show me."

Draco Malfoy: "Not at all elegant!"

Song Xin stuffed the biscuit into her mouth, like a rabbit who had eaten too much: "You are still sitting on the steps, are you ashamed to say elegant?"

Draco: "..."

Song Xin clapped her hands and said, "It's really a pleasure arguing with you, because you can't talk to me."

Draco: "You really kicked your nose, now you're not afraid that I'll give you a deadlock curse—"

Song Xin smiled and said, "I'm this kind of person! What misunderstanding do you have about me?"

Draco: "..."

Then Song Xin keenly felt the slight vibration of the mobile phone in her trouser pocket. She felt that something was wrong. She took out the mobile phone and saw that the sender was indeed Robert.

Draco asked suspiciously: "...Whose news?"

Song Xin's back went numb, and she whispered, "...something...something that gave me more headaches than my ex...ex-boyfriend..."

Every time Song Xin faced such a text message, she regretted it very much—regret why it fell into Robert's hands.However, Song Xin knew that it was useless to regret.The agreement had already been signed, and Song Xin couldn't bear the consequences of breaking the agreement.

Living in this society, one has to endure this kind of thing, Song Xin thought, then shivered and shoved the phone back into her pocket.

Draco thoughtfully: "Shall I take you back?"

When Song Xin thought of Robert, she felt terrified. She didn't even have the face to face these people, so she could only whisper, "No need, I'll just go by myself."

If one day, they find out that they are shouldering this task, how will they face them at that time?

Song Xin thought blankly, then she gripped the phone tightly.

You can say that you are just monitoring, or you can say that you are just being forced, but when a relationship and an acquaintance have a purpose from the beginning - Song Xin dare not think about it.

The setting sun shone like gold, Song Xin looked up and saw mistletoe growing on the ancient ceiling in the distance.

Draco followed her gaze, his face flushed suddenly when he found the grass, and asked after a moment: "You know what? If a man and a woman are found under the mistletoe, they will kiss."

Song Xin's face flushed red: "What kind of hooliganism is this!"

"It's not hooliganism." Draco Malfoy said thoughtfully, "—it's a Norse legend."

Song Xin blushed to the point of bleeding, and whispered, "I...I have to go, I'm so hungry, the Norse mythology is really nagging..."

Song Xin only felt that the atmosphere was very difficult to bear, and he hesitated to say goodbye—the next second, Song Xin clearly heard someone calling her:

"Song Xin?" Qin's voice sounded, "Didn't you go to Hogsmeade this afternoon?"

Song Xin's face turned red, as if seeing a savior, she ran towards Qin as if fleeing, while Draco stood on the stairs.

Jean Gray stood at the bottom of the stairs and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

Song Xin rubbed her ears heartbroken, and said in a low voice, "...I always feel like I've been tricked by Norse mythology..."

Qin Gray stroked Song Xin's hair gently, as if smoothing the fur of a small animal, and said gently: "——Your hair is beautiful with loose hair, it's the first time I've noticed it, and you should loosen your hair more in the future."

Song Xin's brain was a little short-circuited, her face turned red all of a sudden, and she hesitated and confessed: "I...I think you are beautiful too! I have always liked you! It's that super reliable big sister style! I even I want your autograph but I’ve always been embarrassed... I’ve been reading your comics since I was a child, so I’d better not do it and keep talking, since I have the cheek to say these things, or I’ll take this opportunity to you sign it for me..."

Jean Grey laughed, stroked Song Xin's hair comfortingly, and said educationally to the people next to her, "Look, Logan, this is how little girls want to get along."

Song Xin: "...Huh?!"

Song Xin was so frightened that Tian Linggai was chilled. When she looked up, she saw Logan standing in the sunset with a bag of things, squinting at Qin Gree, like a wild wolf protecting food.

The author has something to say: Thank you Can Zhen and Xia Yu, huh, mine! !

Thanks to Mrs. Zhang Jiajiu and isak for the nutrient solution =3=

Who can believe it... I actually coded this chapter for one day and one night... So the author went out for a run QAQ! ! !

If there is any bug, I will catch it when I come back QvQ