A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 721: The Sorting Hat Tour

Latest URL: Felix was wearing a dirty, crumpled, and pudding hat, and he asked in a whisper, "Do you have something to tell me?" While speaking, he glanced at the wall The portraits immediately closed their scrutinizing eyes and snored.

"I don't want to look for you, you have been coveting me." A small voice sounded in my mind.

"I am very curious about your existence."

"What are you curious about?"

"You have existed for too long, and your material is too ordinary——"

"Think about the portrait of the headmaster on the wall, and then think about Peeves." The Sorting Hat said in a smooth tone.

"Portrait? Peeves? They—" Felix was taken aback, "Wait, are you part of the school?"

"Yes, as long as the school is still there, I will always exist, even if I am just a hat made of ordinary materials."

Unraveling a long-standing confusion, Felix was a little relaxed, but also a little dazed. After thinking about it, he calmly asked in his mind: "By the way, why did you assign me to Slytherin?"

"Oh, let me think about it--calm, sober, worshiping power, set the ambition to reach the top of the wizarding world on the first day of school, unwavering, and--with all due respect, at a young age Awareness and preparation for the dark side of human nature has been rare in my entire working life."

Felix smacked his lips, "So I am in line with Salazar Slytherin's philosophy of selecting students?"

"Idea, what idea?" the Sorting Hat asked carelessly.

"Of course it is the thought of the four founders of the school—"

"So you think I have a little note with requirements sewn into my lining?"

"I thought there would be something similar." Felix said calmly: "For example, a set of fixed thinking patterns, or a standard process." The Sorting Hat interrupted angrily:

"—Then my job is not to hide behind the students' thinking and tick off the slips of paper one by one?"

"You seem to disagree."

"Of course! Yes! It's much more important and complicated than you think," the Sorting Hat shouted. "Although I'm just a hat, I have my own thoughts and personalities. Some people are smart, have no human flaws, don't need to eat, sleep, the mouth is used for speaking, not mixed with other purposes - I am also obsessed with beneficial thinking, well, most of the time I am recalling the past, compiling New song..."

"It's amazing." Felix said, although he didn't know what to remember. Could it be the days when he was in the Hogwarts headmaster's office and eavesdropped on the previous headmaster's office? But is it engaging? Or savor nearly a thousand sorting ceremonies alone, but the question is that it really won't be confused?

The Sorting Hat seemed to be choked, it was silent for a while, and said, "I'll show you to see for yourself."

"Okay."

Felix closed his eyes and waited. The Sorting Hat remained silent for a long time. He was surprised.

"Take off the defenses of your brain." The Sorting Hat said sullenly, "I can't see anything but the superficial thoughts, like hitting a wall..."

"Sorry." Felix murmured, he took off the protection, and after a few seconds, he felt an invisible force pulling the top of his head upwards, as if to pull him to the ceiling, or the hat Here, it made him think of the working principle of the thinking cabin, and he didn't resist.

Then he appeared in the darkness in a blink of an eye. Gradually, colors appeared in the darkness, and Felix stared at a series of light spots that appeared out of nowhere and suddenly fell, splashing out gray-green and silver-white sparks, which formed a long quagmire of silver light and green foam, Stretches into the distance.

A lone figure wades through shallow, murky water.

Salazar Slytherin walked past Felix at a leisurely pace, holding a wooden stick for pathfinding. When the two passed by, his expression didn't change at all, the simple robe on his body seemed to be made of a whole piece of black cloth, and several little snakes followed him step by step.

Light and shadow flicker, transforming into a wilderness. Felix saw a young man walking on a country road, his back straight, his steps brisk, his red hair fluttering in the wind. The young Godric Gryffindor jumped on a rock, looked back at the small village when he came, and then walked resolutely into the distance.

Of course he didn't know that his hometown would be named after him in the future.

On the quiet riverside, Rowena Ravenclaw quietly watched the flowing river;

Golden Vale, Helga Hufflepuff twirling an ear of wheat that glistens in the sun.

Felix suddenly realized that this was the memory of the four founders of the school, and then new doubts arose. According to what the Sorting Hat said in previous sorting ceremonies, they jointly injected ideas into it. Felix always thought it was Ideas, but ideas will always be outdated. The moral concepts of the Middle Ages may not be suitable for the present, but the work of the Sorting Hat has never stopped.

Now he has a little understanding. The four founders did inject ideas into the Sorting Hat, but not superficial ideas, but the footprints they walked.

Felix was walking in the dark, and new pictures appeared every minute and every second. Gradually, he grasped a clue and peeked into a hidden corner of history—why did Gryffindor and Slater Lin will be good friends? Because they both pursue great power; why did they part ways in the end? When he saw Gryffindor learning swordsmanship from Muggle knights, and Slytherin mercilessly eradicating threats in front of him, Felix had a vague answer in his mind.

This feeling intensifies when meeting Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

As an excellent witch at the same time, they are also a pair of close friends. They have traveled to many places hand in hand to help the weak. Hufflepuff is full of kindness and treats everyone equally, and her eyes are willing to stay for the weak. Ravenclaw is obviously more willing to deal with people with a flexible mind, because it is more helpful to solve problems. The two cooperated perfectly, the former eliminated many unnecessary disputes, and the latter was good at making suggestions and solving problems once and for all.

Felix saw the culinary magic of the Hogwarts kitchen and the prototype of the castle architectural structure from the travel of these two ladies.

Naturally, the young experiences of the four school founders also paved the way for future differences.

Among the four, Salazar Slytherin is the most extreme, or in other words-the most closed heart, he is more like an ascetic, walking through the troubled times alone. Like Gryffindor, he pursues power, but is more unscrupulous; like Ravenclaw, he is alienated and detached, but more indifferent to himself; A share of sympathy is extremely stingy, and it will never be given to anyone who has nothing to do with it.

These four best wizards and witches of the time met, and they had all heard of each other. Not surprisingly, they exchanged magical knowledge with each other. What surprised Felix was that, except for Hufflepuff, The three of them got along very well, and Slytherin unceremoniously pointed out that the magic Hufflepuff studies is "not worth mentioning, and it is useless in a troubled world." Fortunately, there is a calm Ravenclaw and an enthusiastic Ge Ryffindor moderated it, and Hufflepuff's usual good temper kept the conflict from becoming a storm.

As the exchanges deepened, Hufflepuff proved that she was also an excellent witch. She was not only good at cooking magic, but also excellent at identifying herbs and mixing potions.

In the end, the four decided to build a magic school together.

They came to the Scottish Highlands, which is remote, primitive and desolate. The ancient rocks are divided into canyons and lakes by water and glaciers. Ravenclaw chose a cliff with a lake surrounded by emerald hillsides. , wearing a white snow cap, below is a deep canyon, and the lake is bordered by dense woods.

The four agreed that this was an ideal place to build a school.

Among them, only Ravenclaw has the experience of building a house by hand (using magic). She conceived the floor plan of the school, especially the spiral staircase that can be moved flexibly in the main building, and the two men brought various materials. Hufflepuff looked for flowers and greenery to decorate the school, and accidentally found a wild wand tree in the nearby virgin forest.

The castle gradually took shape, and the four of them worked together to arrange the most rigorous defensive magic for the school at that time. When they considered that the castle would be filled with students in the future, they even came up with a genius idea-this is in It was a unique pioneering work at that time—relying on the castle to collect scattered magic power, as the most important part of maintaining the magic castle and building a defense system.

Felix watched the scene intently.

He didn't expect to get any magical knowledge from the Sorting Hat. At first, he was curious about its existence. Later, he wanted to chat with the four founders of the Sorting Hat, if possible. But the surprise came suddenly——

The four founders of the school are unreservedly and passionately doing the same thing, giving full play to what they have learned. The secrets of Hogwarts Castle unfolded before his eyes. Felix followed suit, and the rune book hung on his chest, starting to turn pages automatically. With him as the center, circles of rune symbols spread along the ground, climbed up the wall, and extended outward along the crack of the door...

As a magic power center in the castle, the magic power channel in the House of Response emerges from the thin air, accepting the power that symbolizes the ancient rune, and soon this new power follows the magic power like surging blood Blood flows throughout the castle. After passing Myrtle's abandoned bathroom, the passage diverges into a new fork, leading directly to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

In the Charms class classroom, Professor Flitwick had just given a wonderful demonstration to the students below, then he suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand, and lightly picked the air with his wand, and the tip of the wand brought out a golden rune symbol.

Students raised their heads, the walls and floor undulated like fine waves, and everything became calm in a blink of an eye.

Professor Flitwick cleared his throat, "Students, let's continue the class..."

In the school kitchen, the house elves were busy preparing lunch for the students. A gust of wind passed by ~IndoMTL.com~ They seemed to sense something, raised their heads and looked around, but found nothing. Hanging in the kitchen is an ordinary portrait of a woman with kind eyes. The painting was not connected to the school castle, nor was it magical in the slightest, it was just passed down from generation to generation in the house-elf community.

Every house-elf has heard the old story for as long as she can remember: "It was Lady Hufflepuff who brought them into Hogwarts, gave them shelter, respect and work, and taught them cooking magic herself. ..."

Felix opened his eyes, and there was still the last picture in his mind. It was when the four founders stood together and injected their own thoughts—the trajectory of life into the sorting hat, and Slytherin wore the pendant Gryffindor holding the sword, Ravenclaw wearing the diadem, Hufflepuff holding the gold cup, and for that moment at least, there was relief in their eyes.

Felix stood up slowly and put the Sorting Hat back on the partition. His eyes rested on the glass box next to it, which contained a locket, a sword, and a gold cup. Except for the Gryffindor sword shining brightly, the other two relics of the founders were somewhat dim.

Felix took Ravenclaw's diadem from the ring and placed it gently beside it.

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