John goes to the principal's office.
Before the school year ends at Hogwarts, there is a final dinner.
Slughorn was not around at this time, but John was used to it.
He said in front of the stone statue: "The Norwegian long-haired monster."
The statue jumped aside and John stepped inside.
Opening the door to the principal's office, he came to this place.
The Sword of Gryffindor was placed there, never moved.
That was not John's intention, he walked up to the Sorting Hat.
"It's you, John Wick." The Sorting Hat said, "You have been here for the past two years."
"I want to try again, Sorting Hat." John picked up the Sorting Hat.
The cobwebs on it were still there, and John admired the spiders on it a little, and he didn't know how long it had been weaving.
He put his hat on his head.
"I still say the same thing, John Wick," said the Sorting Hat, "you have never changed."
Slytherin ambition.
Gryffindor's Adventures.
Hufflepuff tolerance.
"You've been through a lot over the years. Even your dean has spoken about you here."
The Sorting Hat is the one who knows the most inside information about the principal's office. It said: "But they are not as good as me. You are Slytherin, and that is the most suitable place for you."
John took off his hat and sighed: "Slytherin?"
"If it was Gryffindor, would it be different?"
The Sorting Hat said disapprovingly: "No matter where you are, you will go to the path you should go."
John shook his head slightly, "I met Gryffindor and he praised my bravery."
"I've met Ravenclaw, and she recognizes my intelligence."
"I've met Hufflepuff, and she pitied my plight."
"But he's still Slytherin," John said with a smile. "Maybe he's completely dead, or maybe he doesn't recognize me."
The Sorting Hat exclaimed: "You are the most magical wizard I know. Salazar has already left Hogwarts."
"Maybe," John said noncommittally, but he was still worried about gain and loss in his heart.
After all, he had been recognized by the other three houses, but he had never met Slytherin.
As a Slytherin, but not recognized by Slytherin.
Walking to the Sword of Gryffindor, John looked at it quietly.
The Sword of Gryffindor shook slightly.
"The Sword of Gryffindor." John reached out and touched it.
This sword can only be used by true Gryffindors.
John's touch elicited no rejection from the Gryffindor.
"Did you appear because of Harry or because of me?"
John had longed for a sword as powerful as the Sword of Gryffindor, and now he had it.
John felt the sword swaying slightly to break free, and chuckled: "No, you can't come with me, you should belong to Hogwarts."
Slowly stroking the sword's blade with his hand, he said: "Watch here until the person you truly recognize appears."
The Sword of Gryffindor stopped moving, and John smiled and said: "Gryffindor was given to me by you, and now, I will send you back to Hogwarts."
He did not choose to take the sword, he already had the Sword of Silver Wake.
With one last glance at the Sword of Gryffindor, John stopped as he walked past the Sorting Hat.
He thought for a moment and drew his wand.
The Sorting Hat looked at his actions and said inexplicably: "What do you want to do?"
"No, don't!"
"My thousand-year-old pussy!"
The Sorting Hat screamed.
...
John put away his wand contentedly and looked at the Sorting Hat that had been cleaned.
"Consider this my second gift to Hogwarts."
The Sorting Hat looked sluggish and muttered: "I'm clean, but I don't feel clean anymore."
John leaves the principal's office.
When Slughorn returned, he looked repeatedly at the Sorting Hat.
I once wondered if someone had changed the sorting hat while he was away.
It wasn't until the Sorting Hat spoke that he confirmed that this was true.
"Oh my god, oh my god, you finally took a shower."
In fact, Slughorn had long wanted to say that in his time, the Sorting Hat was dirty.
At one point, the students discussed preparing detergent and throwing the old hat in to clean it.
However, after becoming the principal, Slughorn felt that it was a tradition, and the Sorting Hat refused to take a bath, so he did not move.
Looking at the clean Sorting Hat, Slughorn found it pleasing to the eye.
...
John did something that all of Hogwarts would cheer.
However, he was a low-key person and did not tell anyone. He just left quietly.
The last two days.
Everyone in Slytherin felt relaxed after the exam, and Malfoy and Astoria were tired of being together.
You won't find a new boyfriend after I leave, right? issues are discussed.
The end result was that Malfoy was hung in front of the Slytherin glass.
A group of mermaids gathered around and pointed at Malfoy.
Daphne looked relieved, her sister finally knew how to teach this bastard a lesson.
Blaise looked suspicious and said, "No, he's already like this, why doesn't Astoria break up with him?"
Blaise, who has been chasing Ginny Weasley for two years, doesn't understand.
Astoria also looked at her wand suspiciously, wondering why she used the fuchsia so easily.
Is it because the target is Malfoy?
Malfoy was silent.
"I feel something is wrong, 12 out of 10 something is wrong."
This familiar feeling, this familiar spell.
Could it be that his Atuo is going to imitate Daphne?
Tom ran out of Slytherin wagging his tail and said goodbye to Crookshanks in the courtyard.
The two little guys did not have a bad relationship because of their master.
Hermione came out to look for Crookshanks and saw this scene.
She didn't interrupt, just watched Crookshanks leaning against Tom reluctantly.
Basil streaked across the sky, and Riddle, the black long-eared owl, flew beneath it.
Suddenly, Basil targeted a snowy owl on Gryffindor Tower.
The next second.
The showdown between Snowy Owl and Snowy Owl takes place, and Gryffindor Tower is invaded by Basil.
There were all kinds of screams and screams inside, and feathers were flying around the dormitory.
Ron's owl piggy huddled in the corner, afraid that he would also be beaten.
Harry discovered in time that neither Basil nor Ron had caught Basil, and he grabbed a few snowy owl feathers and ran away.
Fly out and scatter the feathers.
Feathers drifted dangling into the hallway.
Some students saw it and chased a feather very amusingly to catch it.
Just as Neville walked out of Professor Sprout's office, the student bumped into those strong chest muscles as if hitting a stone.
"Sorry." Neville remained motionless and stretched out his hand to support the student.
The feather rested on Neville's shoulder, and a hand tiptoed behind him to remove it.
Neville felt someone and looked back.
Hannah Abbott stood there handsomely, twirling feathers in her hands and smiling shyly.
Neville held out his hand, Hannah took it, and they walked down the corridor together.
"Hi Neville, Hannah."
Luna skipped past, hugging the fruit and happily saying hello to the two of them.
That one is as big as a disk
The shell swayed, and the sunlight shone on it.
The wooden skewers clinked on her wrists. When she walked to the window, she shouted down: "Mr. Corner."
Loosen the fruit and let it fall.
The curved-horned Snorlax on the first floor looks like a calf. It stabs fruits one by one with its horns and strings them together.
An apple hit the Snorlax's head and rolled to the ground.
Ginny picked up the apple and threw it into the Snorlax's mouth with the precision of a chaser.
"Hi, Ginny."
Ginny saw Luna and greeted Luna happily: "Hi, Luna."
She waved, not noticing the long-eared house elf passing in front of her.
Winky, who was carrying a potato, bumped into Ginny's foot and apologized in great panic.
Ginny generously said it was okay, and Winky ran to the kitchen with the potatoes.
Preparing for the end-of-term dinner required a lot of ingredients, so Winky had to go further afield to dig up some potatoes and pumpkins.
After entering the kitchen, Shining enters work mode.
Dobby ran over to help her, but Winky said harshly: "Winky doesn't need bad Dobby's help, Winky can do it on her own."
It seems that Winky still doesn't like the fact that Dobby is getting paid.
"Dobby is not bad, Dobby is a free elf!" Dobby argued with reason.
A potato rolled down on the table, passed through the feet of many busy house elves, and leaked into a drain that had been disassembled and cleaned.
Not too big, not too small, just enough to pass.
Potatoes kept weaving along the drainpipe, all the way down from the kitchen.
Finally, he fell from the pipe into Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets under Hogwarts.
In Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, a door opened.
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