"I really doubt the pen is broken, but it's infallible, it's something older than me."
The Sorting Hat said in a nonchalant manner, if it could show an expression similar to that of a human being, it would be 'subway x old man x mobile phone'.
"It doesn't matter whether it's yes or no, at least I'm here."
Dudley said, still trying to keep his composure calm.
"That makes sense."
The Sorting Hat nodded.
"Then which house will I be sorted into? Hufflepuff?"
Dudley himself was mentally prepared.
'Hurry up and get sorted into Hufflepuff, I'm hungry already. '
After the Sorting Hat paused for a moment, he seemed to have discovered something: "I take back what I just said. In fact, you are very ambitious, capable, and thoughtful... You like to be fully prepared before doing anything... Oh, what about that word? Seriously? Yes, take precautions, you really remind me of that person..."
"Can you see my thoughts?"
Dudley's heart was filled with confusion. Before he went on stage, he had already performed five 'meditation' enhancements in order to increase his special defense six times.
"No, I can only read the characteristics of you."
So said the Sorting Hat.
"Trait?"
Countless guesses flashed through Dudley's mind.
"Yes, stop, stop, the thoughts in your mind are just like a sesame jar dropped on the ground. They are so complicated that they give Hat a headache. They are completely different from those simple-minded little wizards."
Of course Dudley was not as simple-minded as a normal little wizard.
"The Sorting Hat, you said you can't read minds?"
The Sorting Hat quibbled: "I'm just a hat, there's no need to worry about me so much."
"Under normal circumstances, I should follow the wishes of you little wizards, but my consciousness is made up of the indoctrination of four school founders..."
At this point, the Sorting Hat's tone changed a bit, his speaking speed gradually became slower and his tone was much lower.
Although it was still the Sorting Hat, it gave Dudley the illusion of a different hat.
Maybe it's not an illusion.
Or schizophrenia?
"You look a lot like that guy..."
The Sorting Hat emphasizes it again.
"Strong-willed, defying dogma... Of course, if you can stop all those random thoughts in your head! Now! Now! The hat is going to explode!"
The first half was still pretending to be mysterious, but the tone in the second half was already very urgent, and the tone returned to its previous tone.
Dudley didn't like the idea of others prying into his thoughts, even if they were wearing certain hats, so he kept reviewing the knowledge he had learned over the years in his mind, from the Pythagorean theorem and calculus to the physiological differences between men and women.
'Dxsinx=cosx, cosx=-sinx, tanx=sec2x...'
'When several particles interact with each other, since the characteristics of each particle have been synthesized into the overall properties, the properties of each particle cannot be described individually...'
Seeing that Dudley still had no intention of stopping, the Sorting Hat said helplessly.
"Okay, okay, I just won't look at it."
The ocean of chaotic knowledge almost swallowed its consciousness.
It swore that it was the first time in thousands of years that it had seen such a little wizard.
Where did you learn all this?
It had been a while since Dudley put on the Sorting Hat. Even though most people's attention was on Harry, as time went by, people began to notice Dudley's anomalies. He had been wearing the Sorting Hat for a long time. .
Longer than Harry had worn it.
"Perhaps when you came here, you heard a lot of bad things about that place, but... sometimes what you hear from others is not necessarily true. A thousand years of time can change many things. I hope you You can see the essence clearly through the phenomenon..."
The Sorting Hat suddenly screamed loudly.
"So...Slytherin!"
Almost at the moment the Sorting Hat shouted, a system prompt sounded in Dudley's ears.
"Complete the mission and enter Slytherin Academy. Mission reward: Data Magic Eye LV0."
Before Dudley could check the rewards he had received, the Sorting Hat's voice sounded again.
"The consciousness that belongs to Salazar hopes that you can clean up that place. Slytherin now is simply a mess...like a big cesspit."
The Sorting Hat's words made Dudley's face change for the first time.
Salazar, full name Salazar Slytherin, founder of Hogwarts Slytherin House.
Slytherin asked me to clean up the house he founded? It sounds incredible at first, but it makes sense when you think about it carefully. The Sorting Hat was born under the indoctrination of the Big Four at Hogwarts. After all, there are magical products like magic photos that can talk to the dead. There is one hat that has the power of the Big Four. There’s nothing surprising about consciousness hats either.
It's not scientific, but it's magic.
'That...'
Dudley had a bright idea in his mind.
Before he was ready to implement it, he heard the Sorting Hat shout: "Hey, I'm just a hat, an ordinary magic hat. I only have their thoughts at the time, but no knowledge."
"What a pity..." Dudley said with regret on his face.
He suddenly thought of something. Slytherin seemed to have parted ways with Gryffindor because of the issue of recruiting students. He opposed Muggle wizards attending Hogwarts, and Dudley himself was a Muggle wizard in the strict sense.
That is, a little wizard from the Muggle world whose parents were not wizards suddenly awakened to the wizarding talent.
"Slytherin is Slytherin, I am me, I have his consciousness, but I am not Slytherin."
It makes sense, it's just magic.
"Go to the Slytherin table now, immediately!"
A big hand fell from the sky and took off the Sorting Hat from Dudley's head, interrupting the conversation between one person and one hat. The middle-aged man with black hair, black robe and black face said coldly to Dudley.
It is worth noting that the man has greasy shoulder-length black hair.
Dudley stayed on the stool for so long that the Head of Slytherin couldn't stand it.
Snape gave Dudley a hard tug and found that he was not moving at all.
His lips moved slightly, and he was about to say "release the venom". He paused slightly as if he was thinking of something, but when the words came to his mouth, they changed into another meaning.
"Why are you still standing there? Do I need to invite you? Mr. Dursley."
There was a burst of suppressed laughter all around, coming from the Gryffindor table. As long as someone from Slytherin was in trouble, they were happy.
Although they were slightly surprised that Professor Snape's swearing today was out of standard, this thought was immediately replaced. After all, it was Snape who was famous for protecting people in his own school.
It stands to reason that when freshmen are assigned to their respective houses, even if they don't receive the same praise as Harry, they will at least receive some applause. However, Dudley did not receive any cheers when he came to Slytherin House, not even a word of welcome.
Even Dudley's seat automatically had a small space vacant.
The unwelcome and rejection are very obvious.
