Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Arrives at Hogwarts

Dumbledore's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop.

[Knock! Knock! Knock!]

One after another, rhythmically bumping.

However, he ignored Professor McGonagall and said to himself

, "All right, little wizards...

Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, this is your home...

But

before starting the sorting ceremony, I need to emphasize our Hogwarts prohibition

! First of all, all

students of this school!

All young wizards are explicitly forbidden to enter the Dark Woods.

In addition,

the basement of the school is also forbidden and cannot be entered without the permission of the teacher.

The same.....

The right corridor of the corridor on the third floor is also closed to traffic.

The reason why I say this is entirely for your safety, if you don't want to die, then it's best not to go to these places..."

Dumbledore's voice was calm, but it sounded to all the little wizards' ears,

and it seemed to be empowered!

In the crowd, Dudley frowns, he has no "perception" of the dark forest, and the school basement at all!

This danger, which comes from outside of self-knowledge, does not constitute a condition for fear for many people.

Not to mention that he has the mind and senses of an adult.

Dissecting corpses is precious to him, and he has not felt similar to fear for a long time since he was born!

Deriving itself....

But

it's this perverse enveloping in one's own fears.

Let Dudley have an intuitive impression of the white-bearded wizard sitting at the top of the table in front of him.

"Powerful!"

he must be very powerful, and his casual "whisper" can affect everyone's mood, as well as some thinking...

This is completely representative of his profound knowledge of magic!

Quiet...

Silence...

Dumbledore was satisfied with the reaction of the young wizards at the scene, but he still did not pay attention to Professor McGonagall.

It was then that Dudley felt a tingling pain in his fingers.

"Bite!"

His body suddenly relaxed, and the fear that emerged one after another disappeared.

Feeling the furry touch in the palm of his palm

! Dudley is quite relieved, this chinchilla is still a little useful in addition to making trouble and selling cute!

But it is this moment to regain the ability to think.

Dudley seems to recall something peculiar!

The khaki hat in the center of the hall...

If I'm not mistaken......

I've seen it before...

It was a similar illustration from Diagon Alley, inside the Ollivander Wand Shop, and there was a similar illustration in the [Wizard Alchemy Codex]!

"Cousin Dudley, I see you've been staring

at this hat, is there anything strange about this hat?" Harry looked at Dudley's increasingly serious face strangely! Dudley

in the wizarding crowd whispered

, "Harry, this should be a 'sorting hat'!"

Harry wondered:

"Professor McGonagall also said before that this hat will help us identify the house, is there anything strange about this?"

Dudley shook his head:

"No... You're underestimating Harry, it's a legendary magic hat.

Without waiting for Harry to wonder Dudley, he explained,

"This Sorting Hat used to belong to Gryffindor House.

And the reason why he was able to be placed in the sorting ceremony was

because he was enchanted by the most prominent people of the four Hogwarts schools of witchcraft and wizardry!

Legend has it that the Slytherin luminary, Salazar! instilled [cunning and insidious] in the magic hat.

The outstanding figure of Hufflepuff, Helga! instilled [loyalty and tenacity] in the magic hat! The outstanding figure of Gryffindor,

Godric! instilled [bravery] in the magic hat!

and...

Ravenclaw luminaries have instilled [shrewdness]!"

Harry opened his eyes incredulously when he heard this, this magic was the first time he had heard of it.

Dudley's tone lowered a little more:

"Harry, don't underestimate this sorting hat in front of you, which is clearly recorded in the [Wizard Alchemy Codex].

This sorting hat should cover the wisdom of the four outstanding founders.

After absorbing their magic, the hat is able to speak,

and at the same time awakens a passive magical talent that can be called a myth and legend.

This talent makes all wizards fearful!

And this magical talent has no side effects on the hat...

That is one of the forbidden magic

, [Spell: Regent Mind!]" Hearing Dudley's description, Harry subconsciously shrunk his neck, he looked at the sorting hat on the high platform with trepidation, and said with some difficulty:

"Regent Mind..."

That... What will happen if you bring it?"

Before Dudley could say anything, a goose-faced girl next to him leaned in and looked at Harry with a curious expression,

"You guys just said 'Capture Mind'?

I have read reports about this spell, it seems to be a last resort used by the Ministry of Magic when interrogating prisoners, the caster will enter the brains of others, read the person's memories and thoughts....."Read

brain memories?

Hearing this description, Harry immediately turned pale, and he hurriedly shook his head and said,

"No.... Nothing...,"

Hermione wondered

, "Where did you hear that term?

This is a forbidden spell by the Ministry of Magic, and it has varying degrees of mental damage to both the caster and the prisoner.

"That... What happens if I am mentally damaged?"

asked Harry

, weakly, and Hermione spread her hands:

"I don't know what else can happen to mental damage...

There are psychiatric hospitals in the area of ordinary people....

Maybe..... The most likely thing is that he will become an idiot!" Hearing

this, Harry subconsciously swallowed his spit again.

"Ah..."

But just then, Harry suddenly exclaimed softly.

Dudley turned his head to look at Harry beside him suspiciously.

Harry rubbed his forehead with some doubt:

"It's okay cousin, it's just that his forehead hurts a little!" Dudley's

calm face revealed for the first time...

At this moment, at the Hogwarts sorting ceremony, at the corner on the left, two figures stood side by side.

One had a fuchsia turban wrapped around his head, and the back of his head was facing the wizarding crowd.

Professor Quirrell's body trembled slightly, his head hanging low, his body slightly slumped.

And there were bursts of voices echoing in his head...

The voice was hoarse and gloomy, and it was put into obscure whispers...

[Here it is! Here he is.

I felt it....

I see....

It's him...

My new body....

He was among the little wizards not far ahead, and it was the best vessel I had ever seen.

That rat......

This chapter has been changed several times, give a chance for the author to fill in the previous "brain hole", thank you for supporting the author, so that the author can write more exciting scenes with inspiration ~ Note: The prompt will soon be 'Snape's special scene'......