Aini burst into tears, she obviously wanted to be lazy and not participate in the sorting ceremony!
If I don't go to see you, you can come to me.
"I used to be so glamorous, standing..."
"Pfft!"
Aini, who had no hands to spare, stepped on it and convinced it to shut its mouth.
This magical singing voice is simply the natural enemy of those who are sensitive to music.
Aini doesn't want to attend the opening party, and the two unrelated singing songs will definitely play a major role.
Under Aini's disgusted gaze, the Sorting Hat closed its mouth angrily.
Before he could even boast about his experience of standing above Gryffindor and looking down at all kinds of powerful wizards, he was trampled under the feet of the young people above him.
This super-aging hat now wants to find a corner where no one will disturb him and shut himself up.
Unlike the Sorting Hat who returned on the same flight, a certain principal wished to appear in the most crowded auditorium at this time.
At least in that case, with Professor McGonagall's training, there is a high probability that he will not be embarrassed in public... right?
Wiping away the non-existent cold sweat, Dumbledore instantly thought of 12 ways to say it.
But looking at Professor McGonagall, who was approaching like a hairy man, the old principal wisely swallowed those excuses back into his stomach.
"It's the same as last year, missing during the busiest time of school!"
A second ago, the witch looked like a grenade that had pulled off its tab, but when she opened her mouth, her tone returned to calmness.
"To be honest, I have no expectations for Mr. Principal to be able to perform his duties normally."
Listening to the other party's calm words, Dumbledore seemed to have seen Mount Vesuvius in early August 79 AD.
It seemed like nothing happened, but soon Pompeii was buried for more than 1,600 years.
"But this time, no news was left. The students have returned to the castle, but I don't even know where their principal is. I don't even know if that person will come back."
Professor McGonagall tried her best to stay calm, but her heavy breathing made her calm seem fragile.
As expected, Dumbledore then received his first gift after his return——
The roar of some kind of big cat.
"It doesn't matter. I can temporarily take over the duties of the principal, but where is the Sorting Hat? Do you want to see if I still have an Animagus transformation that turns into the Sorting Hat?!"
"There's no need to go to all that trouble, just use transformation to disguise it."
After Elvis roared, Dumbledore muttered subconsciously.
"Um?!!"
After venting her anger, the witch's face turned red. She was a little ashamed of her gaffe, and the anger in her heart also dissipated a lot.
But then the veins popped out again due to Dumbledore's muttering.
"Albus Dumbledore..."
Professor McGonagall read word for word, but was quickly interrupted and exploded.
"Sorry, I was just joking."
Dumbledore looked at the other person with a sincere attitude.
"I can't find the funny thing."
Mag choked with a straight face, but finally contained his anger.
"Now is not the time to explain. Go to the hall quickly. The children are already in place."
I was so angry that I forgot about this.
The witch said that she was about to leave, but then she stretched out her right hand to Dumbledore with a stiff expression.
"Give me the Sorting Hat first."
Dumbledore: ...
After a while, Aini combed the little Phoenix's hair with praise.
Fox brand fast full coordinate space transmitter, you deserve it.
When he entered the auditorium, he discovered that a speech was being held here.
The teachers here were a little confused. They had never seen Dumbledore speak before the Sorting Ceremony, never.
And the content of the speech...
Are you sure you're not here for the word count?
Of course, this is for professors.
The little wizards listened with great interest, and from time to time they would burst into good-natured laughter.
For a time, the auditorium was filled with a happy atmosphere.
For the two principals and deputy principals on the teachers' bench, happiness is not close to them.
At least the distance from here to the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
If it were a game, Dumbledore could achieve a new achievement with his current mentality——
No matter how interesting the content of what I say is, I always keep a polite smile and never laugh.
But then, a sincere smile appeared on the old principal's face.
Happiness, it's coming!
After opening the door, Aini walked up to the teacher's desk as if nothing had happened. After saying hello to Professor McGonagall, he took out a cardboard box from his magic pocket and placed it at her feet.
Seeing the teacher's confused look, Ani coughed lightly and said, "There is a sorting hat inside. As you know, I am allergic to dandruff."
I know the devil!
Why didn't you feel dirty when you were wrestling with the poison horned beast in the mud when you were a kid?
Besides, why is this thing here?
Years of tacit understanding between teachers and students allowed Aini to easily read the witch's eyes.
Dragging Fox up in his arms, he explained the origin of the Sorting Hat.
Then he glanced at the carton with a complicated expression. After nearly a thousand years of accumulation, no one could handle it if he knew the truth.
Aini suddenly found that his regret for not being able to go to Hogwarts suddenly disappeared.
Looking at the children waiting to be sorted, Aini showed sympathetic eyes.
Maybe, you can tell them the truth before then?
The newbies who had already lined up suddenly felt that the ceiling was a little lower, and it was a bit depressing to stand below...
Seeing that the Sorting Hat was in place, Dumbledore ended his speech in time.
The auditorium once again burst into warm applause.
When the students put down their hands, a figure already familiar to the old students appeared in front of the stage again.
But what was different from what he remembered was that after his appearance this time, the Sorting Hat was listless. He couldn't even lift his spirits when singing, and he couldn't hear it clearly.
Even Dumbledore was a little strange. From the time the Sorting Hat was knocked out of his sight to the time it was brought back to the auditorium, it only took about ten minutes.
How did Aini become almost autistic?
If the Sorting Hat is willing to answer, it will definitely tell Old Deng that Aini doesn't have much control over him.
But it's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting!
This is the first time since I became conscious that I have been so disliked.
Remembering that in the Forbidden Forest, Ani pinched it with two fingers and threw it into the cardboard box, and then used three "Clean Ups" on himself and washed his hands, the Sorting Hat couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.
Could it be that it’s really time to take a shower?
It seems that it was affected by the Sorting Hat. After calling out the name of the house, even the applause on the corresponding long table was softer.
Ani took a look and found that among the freshmen in this class, only Ginny could be called an acquaintance.
This pleased her brothers, and Harry welcomed them.
It is worth mentioning that Dobby has not appeared again since he failed to intercept the letter and was burned.
In other words, Harry still doesn't know that there is a strange house elf who once wanted to "rescue" him in a detrimental way.
Without Dobby causing trouble, the two of them wouldn't have to steal Arthur's car to go to school.
Mr. Weasley doesn't need to be investigated, the two don't need to be put in solitary confinement, and the Whomping Willow is safe and sound.
For some characters, not appearing on screen is the greatest help to others.
