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For this news, Ronald seemed very calm.

Even Neville, who was destroyed by Bellatrix, did not show any strange expressions.

After all, the marriage between pure-blood families is too normal. Three generations ahead, no one dares to say that there is no connection with a pure-blood family like Black.

"...all in all, Malfoy is a Slytherin through and through. That academy specializes in dark wizards."

Listening to the discussion about the academy, Amber smiled and didn't interrupt.

He was always different from them.

Differences in identities and experiences made it impossible for him to choose a college based on his own preferences.

This crucial step determines the direction of the next seven years, and the pros and cons must be carefully weighed.

In the hours that followed, nothing special happened.

Until it was getting dark, everyone put on school robes and got off the train.

Under the leadership of Hagrid, get on a boat and experience the grandeur of Hogwarts for the first time.

Standing in the hall, all the freshmen were chatting excitedly.

Even after listening to Professor Mike's introduction to the four academies and the spectacular ghost procession, they still couldn't relieve their tension.

The tradition of Hogwarts made them ignorant of the upcoming sorting house, and even Hermione, who had always pretended to be mature and steady, clenched his fists nervously at this time, and had nothing to say.

"Amber, I mean, they can't get it wrong, can they? In case they get sent back, oh my..."

Looking at Hermione who was so nervous that she couldn't help herself, Amber smiled helplessly, lowered her head and softly explained the Sorting Hat in her ear.

Watching Hermione gradually quiet down, Amber was also relieved.

It wasn't because he felt distressed about Hermione's nervousness. After all, it was a rare experience for him to see the little witch behave like this.

Just because the nervous Hermione was always dragging him to ramble, Amber couldn't carry out a very important action.

Dodge traces.

The origin of Tracesilk is unknown. Since the establishment of the Ministry of Magic, Tracesilk has undertaken the major task of monitoring all the little wizards.

It has to be said that such a move has indeed brought a considerable degree of order to the magic world.

But for Amber, he would never take the initiative to put such a tying spell on his head.

As early as a few years ago, he had already researched together with Grindelwald and determined the effect of the trace wire.

The reason is simple, the Sorting Hat.

If there is any essential difference between the little wizards who get Woz and the wandering wizards outside, then there is no more than that every Hogwarts student has to go through a sorting hat screening when they enter the school.

The role of this hat is not just as simple as sorting.

The moment each wizard puts on this hat, he has signed a special contract with the entire school.

In this contract, part of it is the trace.

With that in mind, Amber pulled out his wand and kept tapping on himself.

Such an action would not attract the attention of others. In fact, many little wizards were gesturing with their wands at this time.

But unlike these people, every time Amber hits, there will be an imperceptible ray of light on the tip of the staff.

The wisps of light wandered under the skin, like a big net, tightly protecting Amber inside.

As the wand finally touched his forehead, the entire protective net was instantly formed.

It's not very useful, it's just to isolate some marker magic, but it's enough to deal with traces.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please line up and come one by one."

Professor McGonagall's majestic voice sounded, and a group of people walked slowly into the hall with an uneasy mood.

As soon as you enter the hall, the most magnificent thing that catches your eye is the starry sky-like roof. 【Ask for Flowers Book Review Evaluation Ticket】

This is the embodiment of the powerful magic of Hogwarts, the permanent magic that is synchronized with the outside world all the time, low-key reflects the heritage and power of this castle.

"Hogwarts, it's the right time."

Looking up at the bright starry roof, Amber couldn't help but sigh.

And a dry voice sounded at this moment, looking around, it was an old top hat on a low stool.

"You may think I'm not pretty"

"But don't judge people by their appearance."

...

The Sorting Hat's singing was as unpleasant as ever, but fortunately it didn't take long. McGonagall took a roll of parchment and took two steps forward and said:

"I'm calling the teacher's name now, and whoever puts on a hat and sits on a stool."

"Hannah Abbott"

Huo, this tastes right.

Hearing the name, Amber was taken aback

The Lord of the Iron Throne, Hannah Abbott, even with such a variable as Amber, cannot shake Anna's absolute status.

Watching the little wizards put on the Sorting Hat one by one, Hermione on the side was nervous, and even began to breathe fiercely.

"Hermione Granger"

"Gryffindor!"

Amber took a deep breath as Hermione hurried down the front desk and settled into the red sea of ​​Gryffindor.

He and Hermione had been classmates for six years, and naturally knew how the hell list should be sorted in general.

Sure enough, after Hermione was seated, the next name McGonagall said was—

"Amber Cadmus"

After a slight nod to McGonagall, Amber stepped forward quickly, reached for the Sorting Hat and put it on his head.

At the same time, his eyes became ancient, and Occlumency was in full operation, protecting the thoughts in his mind from the air.

"Wow—fun, very interesting."

In his mind, the voice of the Sorting Hat sounded again.

It's just that the Sorting Hat's tone at this time showed deep surprise:

"Such a powerful brain sealing technique is rare among young wizards. What are you afraid of?"

"Slytherin, thank you."

Ignoring the Sorting Hat's question, Amber whispered in his head.

"Slytherin, indeed, is a suitable student for you, but why not consider something else?"

The Sorting Hat didn't seem to want a step-by-step sorting, and Amber's Occlumency had aroused great interest in him.

"Why not try a Gryffindor? You have great courage and a determination to challenge the world, just what a Gryffindor needs."

"Slytherin, thank you."

Amber was unmoved, and did not let go of Occlumency, but just repeated such a sentence in his mind stably and calmly.

"So can Ravenclaw. You are knowledgeable and willing to pursue the truth. I can feel the vastness of magic in you. Even an adult wizard can't match your knowledge."

"Slytherin, thank you."

The long silence has caused whispers from the outside world, but all Amber's attention on this matter is on the confrontation with the Sorting Hat.

Of course he knew why the Sorting Hat was willing to talk nonsense with him.

On top of the magic defense he had set before, he could clearly feel that a magic contract acting on the soul was perseveringly trying to take effect.

But he was not in a hurry, and he was even actively waiting for the Sorting Hat to ask something.

"Hufflepuff is also very good, they are generous and kind, and they can be the most trusted companions on your way."

"Slytherin, thank you"

"Okay, okay, can you tell me why you chose Slytherin?"

If the Sorting Hat had a real human body at this time, it would have been sweaty.

One of his important tasks is to set traces for all the little wizards who enter the school, but for this little devil, such a simple job seems so difficult.

Forced to do so, it could only ask the sentence just now, delaying as much time as possible.

"The reason is very simple. Gryffindor's courage is mostly reckless. Maybe when it's really needed, courage is rare, but in ordinary life, being reckless will hurt others and yourself."

"Ravenclaw's intelligence has pros and cons, overly smart brains keep them out of the way, and calm is another form of cowardice.

What's more, the most precious thing in Ravenclaw is the college library, but due to the special nature of Ravenclaw's door knocker, it does not refuse people from the outer court to go to the library. "

"Not to mention Hufflepuff, just going with the flow is lack of hard work. In such an environment, it is not conducive to the realization of dreams."

After speaking, Amber raised his head just right, looked at the pitch-black sorting hat, and said:

"Now, can I go to Slytherin?"

"Alright alright……"

Feeling the whispers from the outside world and the impatience in Amber's heart, the Sorting Hat had no choice but to give up the planting of trace silk.

Immediately, the top of the hat was cracked, and he said loudly to the whole hall:

"Since you insist so much, then—"

"Slytherin!"

For a while, there was a round of applause in the green ocean, and when Amber put his hat back in place and sat down on Slytherin's long table, he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

What I said to the Sorting Hat just now wasn't all bullshit, he was as important as a war.

Rather than telling the Sorting Hat to hear the analysis of several colleges, it is better to tell Dumbledore through the mouth of the Sorting Hat.

He believed that the Sorting Hat would have informed Dumbledore as soon as possible that he had not been planted with traces.

There are also judging of several colleges.

Looking at the white and smooth plate in front of him, the corner of Amber's mouth raised a slight smile.

He chose Slytherin, of course, not just for these reasons, but also for a fundamental reason.

And for this reason, he did not hesitate to expose some of his weaknesses to Dumbledore.

When Dumbledore looked into his heart, he naturally ignored other things.

For example, Mr. Amber Cadmus, some exchanges with the dean of the hospital. *