Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

Following Cassandra's question.

The three of them all quieted down.

They seemed to want to know Blake's answer.

"I don't care.

I'll go wherever you want me to go. "

Blake raised his arm and rested it on the back of his head.

"It won't affect my ability to become stronger anyway!"

Blake decided.

His brain seal technique only sealed part of his memory.

It was about the system.

As well as the memories and thoughts of the transmigrator.

The rest.

He would let the sorting hat analyze it for himself.

During the holidays, he had specially trained in the brain seal technique.

He had mastered the beginner brain seal technique.

He had pulled it close to the level of the intermediate brain seal technique.

He was only one step away from breaking through to the intermediate brain seal technique.

He had done so much.

It was to deal with the sorting hat.

Logically speaking, there should be no problem.

However.

What if the sorting hat broke his brain seal technique.

It saw through his identity as a transmigrator.

It didn't matter.

He didn't have the ideal of ruling the world anyway.

Dumbledore probably wouldn't do anything to him.

"You can definitely enter Slytherin."

Cassandra said with certainty.

"I think Blake will enter Gryffindor."

Hermione remembered before.

When Blake was fighting the hidden monster alone.

The courage he showed.

Wasn't that what Gryffindor advocated?

Hannah glanced at Blake.

She didn't dare to speak.

Hufflepuff had always been said to be a school for good-for-nothings.

Blake definitely wouldn't come to Hufflepuff.

"It's not a big problem. Anywhere is fine …"

Blake said softly.

The small boat didn't need to be rowed.

Instead, it automatically drove forward.

Looking at the castle hidden in the thick fog that was gradually approaching.

Hannah's body began to tremble.

"What's wrong?" Blake asked.

"I … I heard from the red-haired boy over there."

"The way to enter the school is to fight with monsters …"

"But I don't know any attack magic …"

Hannah said with a depressed face.

At the same time.

Cassandra and Hermione's bodies also froze.

It was a Hogwarts tradition.

Didn't they tell the freshmen how to be sorted?

Even Cassandra.

Her parents hadn't told her what the sorting test was like when she was 30.

Blake smiled and said, "It's not that serious.

"If the sorting test is so dangerous."

"Then you saw so many seniors on the train."

"Why didn't you see one or two missing arms or legs?"

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no danger in the sorting ceremony."

Hearing Blake was so sure.

The three girls secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The boat swayed through a dark tunnel.

It seemed to have come to the castle's underground.

Soon.

They soon arrived at a place that looked like an underground pier.

Behind the pier.

It was a long way.

The path was paved with gravel and cobblestones.

After everyone got off the boat.

They followed Hagrid and began to climb up.

. under the silver shadow the castle.

On a flat and damp grassland.

There was a flight of stone steps.

Everyone walked up the stone steps.

They gathered in front of a large oak door.

Hagrid saw that everyone had arrived.

So she came to the door.

She raised her fist as big as a casserole.

She knocked three times on the castle's door.

The door opened.

A tall black-haired witch in an emerald green robe stood in front of the door.

Her expression was solemn.

She glanced around at this year's freshmen.

Blake felt her gaze pause on his body.

Then she began the handover with Hagrid.

After the handover.

She led everyone into a wide foyer.

"Welcome to Hogwarts …"

Professor McGonagall began the routine introduction of the school.

As well as the rules in the school.

After a long speech, Zhang Zian said,

Professor McGonagall asked everyone to pay attention to their neatness.

Then she left.

The little wizards in the foyer.

Except for Blake.

They all looked anxious and uneasy.

No one knew what was going to happen next …

Hannah's face was pale.

Hermione was reciting an incantation.

Cassandra held her little hand tightly.

As the ghosts suddenly rushed out.

After greeting the young wizards with a slightly shocked expression, Greem said, "Greem, you're right.

Everyone began to line up to enter the hall.

The sorting ceremony had finally begun.

Blake's gaze fell on Dumbledore, who was sitting in the main seat.

After Dumbledore saw him.

He smiled slightly.

At the same time, he was guessing in his heart.

Which house would Blake be assigned to.

According to that part of his bloodline.

Blake had a high chance.

He would be assigned to Gryffindor.

B.......

He also had a part of Grindelwald's bloodline.

According to Grindelwald's personality.

Even though he had never studied at Hogwarts.

But if Grindelwald came.

He would definitely be assigned to Slytherin.

"Then … which house will Blake be assigned to in the end?"

In fact, in theory.

Blake's house was the weakest.

It would definitely be either Slytherin or Gryffindor.

And to a certain extent.

In Gryffindor, the child might be a little more like Dumbledore.

And if he went to Slytherin.

The child would be a little more like Grindelwald!

Although Dumbledore looked calm on the surface.

His heart was full of expectations.

Compared to Grindelwald's ambitious appearance.

He still hoped that the child would be more like him.

On the velvet ceiling.

Specks of starlight dotted the ceiling.

Countless lit candles floated in the air.

"There's magic here."

"It looks the same as the sky outside."

"I read about it in Hogwarts: A School History."

Hermione whispered to Blake.

Professor McGonagall placed a four-legged stool and a broken hat in front of the little wizards.

Then after reading the rules.

Thus, the Sorting Ceremony began.

There was no duel with the trolls.

There was no spell test.

Just sit on the stool.

Then put on the hat.

The sorting hat would assign each little wizard to the house that was suitable for them.

While the sorting hat was singing with its big mouth open.

Blake looked at the professors sitting in the faculty seats.

Standing next to the four-legged stool was Professor McGonagall with a serious face.

Professor Flitwick with the fairy bloodline.

And long greasy hair.

Professor Snape in a black robe.

Blake noticed that his gaze was fixated on Harry Potter in the team.

Of course, there was Professor Sprout from Hufflepuff.

She had the natural scent of plants on her.

It made Blake, who was an archdruid, feel close to her.

"Now, let's begin the sorting."

Professor McGonagall's words interrupted Blake's thoughts.

"Read the names."

"Put on your hat and sit down."

"Hannah Abbott!"

Hanna suddenly heard her name being called.

He appeared to be very flustered.

She stumbled out of the line.

Sitting on a bench in the corner.

Then he put on his hat.

After a short pause.

The Sorting Hat spoke.

“ Hufflepuff!”

The table on the right clapped and cheered for Hanna.

They had the most people at the four long tables.

The school division continued.

"Susan Burns!"

“ Hufflepuff!”

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The number of people in the group was rapidly decreasing.

"Hermione Granger!"

Hermione looked back at Blake.

Then, he hurriedly ran up.

Before long.

“ Gryffindor!”

After Hermione went down.

Dumbledore's gaze locked onto Blake.

That was because the list was arranged alphabetically by surname.

Blake also had the letter G in his surname.

The next one!

"Blake Greene!"

Professor McGonagall read the name out loud.

She discreetly sized up Blake.

Then, she had to admit.

This child was indeed very similar to the young Dumbledore.

Especially those eyes …

When he heard the name Blake.

Snape's eyes slightly glanced at Blake.

Ha!

Everyone named Blake was not a good person.

This little thing was also one.

One look and one could tell that he was not honest!

Everyone with pink faces was not a good person!

Whether it was Potter or that Blake!

When Blake heard his name.

He immediately walked up to the high stool.

But at this moment.

All of a sudden, the hall became noisy.

"Oh!

He was the one who killed that big spider on the train with his wand! "

"He really knocked it down with his wand!"

"I didn't know wands could be used like that!"

"I've decided. Next time, I'll look for Ollivander and see if he can cover my wand with a layer of metal!"

"Wow!

This boy is so handsome!

I wonder if he'll mind that I'm a few years older than him! "

"You're dreaming!

He's mine! "

"Ahem!

Quiet! "

Professor McGonagall hurriedly quieted the noisy hall down.

Blake stood in front of the quad.

Professor McGonagall lifted the sorting hat.

He gestured for Blake to sit down.

Blake took a deep breath.

Would his Brain Seal Technique work?

It all depended on today.

Below him, Cassandra looked at Blake expectantly.

"You must come to Slytherin!"

The Malfoy trio didn't even dare to look at the little devil.

They prayed to Merlin in their hearts.

"Please don't let him come to Slytherin!

Please don't … "

Blake sat down on the quad.

Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on Blake's head.

The huge hat drooped down.

It just covered Blake's eyes.

On the principal's seat.

Dumbledore's body leaned forward slightly.

His eyes were full of anticipation.

"Compared to Grindelwald, he should be more like me."

Blake had just put on the hat.

When he put it on.

He felt a subtle magic power invading his brain from the hat.

To Blake's relief, it was …

The magic was very faint.

It only scanned Blake's exposed brain memories.

Then, it retracted.

After that.

Blake heard a voice in his head.

"Hmm … Ambitious and smart. You're very suitable for Slytherin."

"But … You're also very courageous.

That fearless spirit.

Seems very suitable for Gryffindor. "

"Ah … At the same time, I can feel your desire for knowledge from the bottom of your heart!

Maybe it should be Ravenclaw? "

"Oh … It's amazing. I can actually feel loyalty and trustworthiness from you!

This was a rare sight!

You're also suitable for Hufflepuff?! "

"Aiya … This is so troublesome!

So troublesome! "

"I haven't seen such a troublesome student in a long time."

"When was the last time?"

"Oh … The girl last time was called Minerva McGonagall.

"I also hesitated for a long time that time."

"But that's a choice between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw."

"But you … You're suitable for all four schools?"

"It's amazing … It's so contradictory …"

"Aiyaya … Where should I send you?"

"Although it seems like it doesn't matter where I send you."

"But I feel like I have to find the most suitable one."

"Hmm … I need to think about it."

And so … Blake sat in front of the entire school.

She listened to the 933 voice in her head for more than ten minutes.

At this moment.

The students in the hall began to discuss again.

Because during the Sorting Ceremony.

That was why the Sorting Hat was in such a difficult position.

Ever since they entered Hogwarts.

He had never seen one before.

In the end, Blake couldn't take it anymore.

Originally, he did not intend to interfere with the selection of the sorting hat.

It asked Blake where to go.

Wherever he went.

......

He didn't expect that he would be stumped by the Sorting Hat.

Could it be that I'm too contradictory?

Too complicated?

Helpless.

Blake began to try to talk to the sorting hat in his mind.

After all, he couldn't just let it continue like this, right?

"Have you decided which academy I should go to?"

Blake asked in his head.

Then, the chatterbox sorting hat started again.

"Not yet … I feel like every academy is suitable."

"But … every time I decide which academy you should go to, I feel that maybe another one is not bad …"

"Oh … right!

This kind of special situation made me forget to ask for your opinion! "

"That's my negligence."

"So, which academy do you want to go to?"

Blake thought for a while.

Then he asked, "Which academy has all the above qualities?"

"Oh … of course it's the all-inclusive Hufflepuff … Ah!

That's right! "

"Why didn't I think of that before?"

"Every big shot has its own standards for choosing disciples."

"Only Helga Hufflepuff doesn't reject anyone and treats everyone equally!"

"Sure enough, the most suitable academy for you should be Hufflepuff!"

"Then … are you willing to go to Hufflepuff?"

Blake said, "I'm willing, after all … you said that this is the most suitable academy for me right now, right?"

"Ah!

Then it's decided.

"The most suitable academy for you is … Hufflepuff!"

This sentence was shouted in the hall!

Just as he finished speaking.

Cassandra's green eyes widened.

How was that possible?

The sorting hat hesitated.

This was not unprecedented in history.

But none of them.

They hesitated until the end.

Those who were sent to Hufflepuff!

Many people had the same idea as Cassandra.

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore in shock.

At this moment, Dumbledore.

He was even more shocked.

Even his beard fell into the glass of his drink.

He did not even realize it.

"I thought this kid didn't join Gryffindor like me."

"He joined Slytherin like Grindelwald."

"But now …"

Dumbledore suddenly had an even more ridiculous idea.

"Grindelwald suffered a lot under Newt's hands."

"So, he really took Newt's blood …"

"Doesn't that mean that Newt is also this kid's father?!"

"Hiss … It seems like he really likes to play with magical animals …"