A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix, wearing a dirty, wrinkled, patched sorting hat, whispered, "Do you have something to say to me?" They immediately closed their eyes and snored.

"I don't want to find you, it's you who has been coveting me." A subtle voice sounded in my mind.

"I'm very curious about how you exist."

"What are you curious about?"

"You've been around for too long, and your materials are too ordinary—"

"Think of the portrait of the Headmaster on the wall, and then think of Peeves," said the Sorting Hat in a tactful tone.

"Portraits? Peeves? They—" Felix was taken aback. "Wait, you're part of the school too?"

"Yes, as long as the school is still there, I will continue to exist, even if I am just a hat of ordinary material."

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

"Oh, let me think about it - calm, sober, worshipping power, and set the ambition to climb to the top of the magic world on the first day of school, and - with all due respect, I am aware of the dark elements of human nature at a very young age. Knowing, and being well prepared, is rare in my entire branching career."

Felix smacked his lips. "So I fit Salazar Slytherin's philosophy of selecting students?"

"Philosophy, what philosophy?" The Sorting Hat asked bluntly.

"Certainly the thoughts of the four school founders—"

"So you think my inner lining has a small note full of rules and regulations sewn into it?"

"I thought there would be something like that," Felix said calmly. "Like a fixed mindset, or a standard process." The Sorting Hat interrupted indignantly:

"- Then isn't my job hiding behind the students' thinking and ticking off the slips one by one?"

"You have a different opinion on that."

"Of course I do! I do! My work is much more important and more complex than you think," cried the Sorting Hat. "Although I am only a hat, I have my own ideas and my own character. Some people are smart, they don't have the shortcomings of human beings, they don't need to eat, sleep, and their mouths are used to speak, and they will not be mixed with other uses - I'm still obsessed with beneficial thinking, well, most of the time I'm reminiscing about the past, compiling new song..."

"It's amazing," Felix said, though he didn't quite know what fond memories he had. Could it be his years in the Hogwarts headmaster's office, eavesdropping on past headmasters' offices? But is there any sense of participation? Or savor nearly a thousand sorting ceremonies alone, but the question is will it really not be confused...

The Sorting Hat seemed to choke for a moment. It was silent for a while, and said, "I'll show you for yourself."

"it is good."

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

"Remove your brain's defenses," said the Sorting Hat sullenly. "I can't see anything but superficial thoughts. It's like hitting a thick stone wall..."

"Sorry," Felix muttered, he pulled his shield, and after a few seconds, he felt an invisible force pulling the top of his head up, as if to pull him up to the ceiling, or into his hat. It reminded him of the working principle of the Thinking Cabin, and he did not resist.

With a flower in front of his eyes, he appeared in the darkness. Gradually, colors appeared in the darkness, and Felix stared at a string of light spots that appeared out of nowhere and suddenly fell, splashing with gray-green and silver-white sparks, which formed a long, silvery and green foam quagmire, stretches into the distance.

A lonely figure wade through the murky shallow water.

Salazar Slytherin walked past Felix at a leisurely pace, holding a path-finding stick. When the two passed by, his expression did not change at all, the simple robe on his body seemed to be made of a whole piece of black cloth, and a few small snakes followed him step by step.

Light and shadow flickered, this time 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. Young Godric Gryffindor jumped on a rock, looked back at the small village from which he had come, and walked resolutely into the distance.

He naturally 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, the river reflected the blue sky, and an eagle crossed the water;

In the golden valley, Helga Hufflepuff twisted an ear of wheat that gleamed in the sun, and the ear of the wheat blossomed into a small flower.

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 at previous sorting ceremonies, they jointly injected ideas into it. Felix always thought it was an idea, but Ideas will always be outdated, medieval morality may not be suitable for the present, but the work of the Sorting Hat never stops.

Now he understands a little bit, the four founders did infuse the Sorting Hat with ideas, but not with shallow ideas, but with their footprints.

Felix shuttled through the darkness, and every minute and second a new picture appeared. Slowly, he grasped a thread and peeped into a hidden corner of history - why Gryffindor and Slytherin would to be good friends? Because they both sought great power; why did they end up going their separate ways? When he saw that Gryffindor learned swordsmanship from Muggle knights, and Slytherin ruthlessly eliminated the threat in front of him, Felix had a vague answer in his heart.

This feeling intensified when meeting Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

As the most outstanding witches of their time, they are also a pair of close friends. They have traveled many places hand in hand and joined hands to help the weak. Hufflepuff is full of love, treats everyone equally, and her eyes are always willing to stop for the weak, Ravenclaw obviously prefers to deal with people who are quick-witted, because it helps to solve problems. The two work well together, the former eliminates many unnecessary disputes, and the latter is good at giving advice and solving problems once and for all, such as building a windmill.

Felix saw the culinary magic of the Hogwarts kitchen and the rudimentary architecture of the castle from the travels of the two ladies.

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

Among the four, Salazar Slytherin is the most extreme, or - the most withdrawn, his life is closer to the ascetic, alone, walking through the troubled world alone. He pursues power like Gryffindor, but is more unscrupulous; like Ravenclaw, he is alienated and aloof, but more indifferent to himself; like Hufflepuff, he has sympathy for little wizards with poor living conditions, but this A share of sympathy is extremely stingy, and will never give out a shred of sympathy to unrelated people.

The four best wizards and witches of their time met, they all heard of each other, and they exchanged magic with each other. To Felix's surprise, the three other than Hufflepuff were obviously more able to talk at the beginning, and Slytherin bluntly pointed out that the magic Hufflepuff studied was "not worth mentioning. It's useless in a chaotic world." Fortunately, the calm Ravenclaw and the enthusiastic Gryffindor reconciled, plus Hufflepuff's usual good temper, this conflict did not cause a storm.

As the communication deepened, Hufflepuff proved herself to be an extremely good witch. She was not only good at cooking magic, but also excelled 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. Ancient rocks are divided into canyons and lakes by currents and glaciers. Ravenclaw picked a cliff with a lake, surrounded by emerald hillsides. Wearing a white snow cap, there is a deep canyon below, and the lake is close to the dense woods.

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

Among them, only Ravenclaw had the experience of building houses 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, the two men brought in various materials, Hufflepuff Qi searched for flowers and greenery to decorate the school, and unexpectedly found a wild wand tree in the nearby primeval forest.

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

Felix watched this scene intently.

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

The four school founders do the same thing with no reservations and passion, and use what they have learned. The secrets of Hogwarts Castle unfolded little by little in his eyes, Felix's hands followed, and the Book of Rune hung on his chest, turning the pages automatically. With him at the center, the ripples formed by circles of rune symbols spread along the ground to the surrounding, climbed the wall, and extended out through the crack of the door...

As a magic power center in the castle, the magic power channel in the house appeared from the thin air, and received the power symbolizing the ancient rune. Soon this new power flowed along the magic power pipe like surging blood. the whole castle. When passing Myrtle's abandoned bathroom, take a new branch and head straight to the Slytherin Chamber.

In the magic spell classroom, Professor Flitwick just gave a wonderful demonstration for the students below. Then he suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand, and gently picked it up in the air with his wand. The tip of the wand brought out a string of golden magic. text symbol.

The students raised their heads, the walls and floors rose and fell like fine ocean waves, and everything was calm in the blink of an eye.

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

In the school kitchen, the house-elves were busy preparing lunches for the students. A gust of wind blew past them. They seemed to sense a loving gaze. The house-elves looked around, but found nothing. In the kitchen hangs an ordinary portrait of a woman with kind eyes. This painting is not connected to the school castle, nor does it have the slightest magic, it is just passed down from generation to generation among the house-elves.

Every house-elf for as long as he can remember has heard an old story: "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 the last image still remained in his mind. It was when the four founders stood together and injected their thoughts—the trajectory of their lives into the Sorting Hat. Slytherin was wearing a locket, Ryffindor with the sword, Ravenclaw with the crown, Hufflepuff with the gold cup, at least for the moment, their eyes were relieved.

Felix stood up slowly and put the Sorting Hat back on the divider. His gaze rested on the glass case next to it, which contained the locket, the sword, and the golden cup. Except for the shining Gryffindor sword, the other two founder's relics were somewhat dull.

Felix took Ravenclaw's tiara out of the ring and gently placed it beside him.