Hogwarts: From The Obscure To The Dark Lord

"If you have a chance, you must steal the Sorting Hat from the principal's office and study it carefully."

Toby leaned closer to Jamie's ear and said with a smile.

At this time, the old hat finally finished singing, and the audience suddenly burst into applause, and all the students clapped their hands.

The hat bowed to each of the four tables before remaining still.

"It seems that we only need to wear that hat, and we don't have to fight dragons or titans like Toby said."

"Fred and George told me we were going to fight trolls, and I really wanted to kill them, so I was always worried."

Ron whispered to Harry who was beside him.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, he was really terrified before, if he was going to fight some dragon or titan, then he would rather stay at his aunt's house, at least his life would not be in danger.

Professor McGonagall walked over to the four-legged stool, a roll of parchment in her hand.

"Now whoever I call by name, he will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

"Hannah Abbott!

Professor McGonagall called out the first name.

A little girl with a rosy complexion and two golden braids stumbled out of the queue, walked to the four-legged stool, picked up the hat and put it on her head, and sat on the stool herself.

After about a few breaths, the hat hat suddenly shouted.

"Hufflepuff!"

The students at the table on the right applauded immediately. This table had the largest number of people. Hannah took off her hat, walked quickly to that table, and sat down at the front seat.

"Susan Burns!"

"Hufflepuff!"

The hat shouted again, and the recognition was very fast.

"It seems that they are sorted by the first letter of the surname, and it will be your turn after a long time."

Toby whispered in Jamie's ear.

Abbott's last name starts with an A, Burns' last name starts with a B, and Jamie's last name starts with Bauer.

Sure enough, after a few more little wizards, it was Jamie's turn.

"Jamie Ball!"

Jamie walked out of the team calmly and walked slowly towards the four-legged stool. Since Jamie and Toby had their backs to the teacher's bench, Dumbledore on the teacher's bench couldn't see Jamie's face.

As for the Hogsmeade station before, because there were too many little wizards, and Toby and Jamie hid intentionally, Dumbledore didn't see it.

Only now did Dumbledore finally see Jamie's face for the first time.

At the same time, Jamie raised his head and looked at Dumbledore on the professor's chair, the greatest white wizard in the world.

"jingle!"

The fork in Dumbledore's hand dropped to the plate with a loud thud, and for the first time his smiling face changed.

The teachers in the teacher's chair, including Professor McGonagall who was in the branch, all looked at Dumbledore.

But Dumbledore didn't respond, and stared at Jamie in front of him obsessively, as if caught in a distant memory.

Seeing Jamie's face made Dumbledore feel as if he had returned to more than ninety years ago, in the beautiful Godric Valley, he first met the man who had been entangled with him all his life - Gellert Grindelwald.

At that time, he had just graduated from Gryffindor College at Hogwarts and returned to Godric's Hollow to take care of his sister.

And Gellert Grindelwald is the nephew of their neighbor, Ms. Bathilda Bagshot. He met Grindelwald under the introduction of Bathilda Bagshot.

Although it was only two months and the time we were together was only two months, he felt that these were the happiest two months of his life.

Later, Grindelwald set off a wizarding war in Europe, and he and he eventually parted ways. Later, he dueled with him, and he defeated him. He was imprisoned in Nurmengard until today.

"May I have your name?"

Dumbledore finally came back to his senses and looked at the boy in front of him. This boy was younger than the Grindelwald he knew back then, but their appearance was very similar.

"My name is Jamie Ball, Mr. Principal."

Jamie bowed slightly to Dumbledore with his right hand across his chest.

"It's not him, you're not him!"?

Dumbledore murmured, and quickly returned to his original smile, but no one knew whether he had recovered or what was going on in his heart.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Power, please go ahead."

Dumbledore smiled and stretched out his hand, but there was still a hint of complexity in his eyes, but he hid it well.

Apparently, Jamie's Grindelwald-like features caused a ripple in Dumbledore's heart.

"Mr. Sorting Hat, hasn't anyone cleaned it for you all this time? That's really pitiful. Why don't you let me help you?"

Jamie came to the Sorting Hat and said.

"Oh, little wizard with a unique personality, you are the first little wizard who dares to speak to me like this, because I am just a hat, and I only use it once a year, and after every use, I will be forgotten by the principal." in the room."

"No one ever thinks that a hat needs to be cleaned. In fact, I also like a clean hat, but no one has ever cleaned it for me even once."

The Sorting Hat said pitifully.

"Oh, it's so pitiful, Professor McGonagall, Mr. Principal, don't you ever care about the feeling of a hat? Mr. Sorting Hat has worked hard for Hogwarts for so many years, but he hasn't even cleaned it once."

"Just because Mr. Sorting Hat is just a hat, can we not care how it feels?"

Jamie looked at Professor McGonagall, and then at Dumbledore at the teacher's table, with reproach in his eyes.

"Ah... this..."

Professor McGonagall was a little embarrassed. This was the first time she encountered such a problem, but after thinking about it, they really didn't think about cleaning the Sorting Hat.

"Mr. Ball is right. This is indeed our negligence."

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