Hogwarts: Who taught you to transform like this?

Little Hat... was once again shocked by Gryffindor's outrageous name.

Merlin told what he had done and his promise to help refurbish the Sorting Hat.

After that, even Gryffindor couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Your method is really... okay"

"It really needs a renovation."

"Extraordinary magical talent, unparalleled alchemical ability, and such a bewitching ability"

"How come you're a Hufflepuff? You shouldn't go.……"

"Ravenclaw?"

Merlin asked tentatively.

"Of course not."

Gryffindor shook his head.

"A little wizard like you is the most suitable for our Gryffindor."

"Courage, intelligence, unconventionality, and most importantly, the style of my past"

"……"

Okay, now I finally understand why the Sorting Hat is this style.

"Why, you don't believe it?"

"I believe it. Wait, senior, I have something to ask you."

Molin suddenly interrupted him and talked about the voice he felt when he was sorted, and also talked about inheriting Hogwarts.

He also studied the sorting hat before going to bed these two days and found that the soul inside seemed to have disappeared.

But he was not sure whether it disappeared completely or was hidden.

"Let me see."

Hearing this, Gryffindor did not dare to be careless and took off the Sorting Hat again to study it.

After a long while, he shook his head.

"I didn't find any problems. The magic circle I left behind was intact. It shouldn't be a Horcrux. It could just be his idea."

"After all, he is a master of soul reading and telepathy, and knows a lot of magic and ancient magic patterns."

"Thoughts, that's fine."

Molin breathed a sigh of relief, it's good that it's not a Horcrux.

Otherwise he would have to find a way to deal with the Sorting Hat, which would be even more troublesome.

"So you are a Horcrux in this state?"

Merlin looked at Gryffindor.

"No, this is an alchemical puppet, it just has a little bit of my thoughts in it, you can think of it as a high-level magic photo."

Gryffindor stood up proudly and walked around on the ground.

"How about an advanced application of Transfiguration?"

"not bad"

"Tsk, today's young wizards have such high standards. Has magic progressed so rapidly?"

"No, it's just that I'm different from ordinary little wizards."

Mo Lin said lightly

"Well, it is true that ordinary little wizards would not be so calm when seeing me."

Gryffindor said casually, without saying anything else, and walked to the edge of the tower to look down at Hogwarts.

"It’s so great! I didn’t expect that after a thousand years, I would be able to see my school again!"

"The last time I looked at the school like this was last time."

"This is really nonsense literature."

Molin complained

"Bullshit literature?"

"It's the same whether you listened or not, there's a lot of nonsense."

Gryffindor laughed at this word.

"Is this the vocabulary used by new wizards now? Very interesting!"

Gryffindor said, looking at the sky.

"By the way, I don't have anything else to ask. Do you have anything else to ask? Please ask now."

"This puppet's magic power is seriously lost. I'm afraid I can't maintain this form for too long."

Mo Lin didn't waste any words and asked the key point directly.

"Inherit Hogwarts, why did you make this thing?"

"Ah, this……"

Gryffindor laughed awkwardly

"In fact, at the beginning we never thought that anyone could do this"

"After all, after the castle was built, we had a fight over ownership and finally reached a consensus."

"Each of them left behind a few relics, which was a test. The little wizards who could be recognized by us would be eligible to own Hogwarts. As for whether they could find it later, we would talk about it later."

"Aren't you just avoiding the problem?"

Mo Lin was speechless.

No wonder the ownership of Hogwarts has always been lost.

The school directors are still responsible.

He thought this was some special test, but he didn't expect it was just a simple failure to make a fuss, so let the people behind consider it.

"But Slytherin told you this, obviously to make you the heir, what do you think?"

"I don't want to."

Mo Lin shook his head.

"I'm interested in inheriting Hogwarts, but I'm not sure about being the heir of Slytherin."

"As expected, he is the little wizard favored by Little Hat. He has a lot of ideas, just like me!"

Gryffindor smiled and raised his hand to pat Merlin on the shoulder.

Merlin remained calm and dodged.

Gryffindor is now a marble statue. If he was slapped hard, he would probably suffer at least a comminuted fracture.

"Ahaha, sorry, I forgot what I was doing now.

Gryffindor apologized awkwardly.

Then he asked his soul:

"Then would you consider becoming my heir? I can give you all my belongings."

""Huh?"

Merlin raised his brows, a little dazed.

What other relics does Gryffindor have? Aren't the hat and sword here?

"What? Are you shocked?

Gryffindor said to himself, walking proudly.

"In fact, each of us has three relics, which means that we need to collect twelve to truly master the Hogwarts."

"Just a quick question, how many relics do you have now?"

"Five"

"Um... five too... Merlin's beard, what did you say?"

Gryffindor was so shocked that he dropped stones on the spot. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"It's all here, take a look for yourself."

Merlin calmly took out the things he had collected from the space and placed them in front of Gryffindor.

Seeing his unbelievable expression, he felt secretly happy.

Old silver coin!

I let you show off, and you finally got it this time.[]

Gryffindor lowered his eyes and stared at the Ravenclaw's crown and the key to the Room of Requirement that Merlin took out, and swallowed his breath.

"Merlin's beard, you've only been at school for a few days? How did you find so many things?"

"Wait, aren't there only two? How can there be five?"

"Your hat is here, and the sword, maybe you can take it directly from here?"

Mo Lin stared at the stone sword in the statue's hand with ill intentions and spoke slowly.

""Hiss!"

Gryffindor suddenly felt a toothache.

He rubbed his marble cheek and rubbed off a layer of dust and stone powder.

"How did you, a little badger, know about the sword?"

"I guessed it, after all, the Ravenclaw crown is also placed on her head."

"Well, what a clever little fellow.

Gryffindor did not hide anything and casually put down the marble-carved sword in his hand.

With a flash of light, it turned into a real sword on the ground.

"This is the Sword of Gryffindor"

"There are only four of them, what about the other one?"

"I know where the relics Slytherin left behind in school are, but I haven't had time to look for them yet."

"He left a relic in school?"

Gryffindor was a little surprised

"The secret room, or something inside it, anyway, in the school"

"Do you even know the location of the secret room?"

"Almost. I have deduced the general idea, but it has not been confirmed yet."

"Pervert!"

Gryffindor was so shocked that he didn't want to speak.

He always felt that his sleep for a thousand years was a bit too outrageous.

The new little wizard in Hogwarts actually knew Slytherin better than he did.

"I can't take it anymore. I need to go to sleep for a while."

Gryffindor covered his head.

"What about the last relic?"

Merlin has not forgotten Gryffindor's promise just now.

"Griffin! I made the Griffin at the entrance of the principal's office. If you say the command"Let's go, Griffin" to it, it will become a fighting partner."

"……"

Mo Lin really didn't expect this to happen.

When he went to the principal's office before, he subconsciously thought it was a reminder of the Sorting Hat. He never thought it could be the statue at the door.

Sure enough, every one of these guys is an old silver coin.

Why can't they be as simple as me?

""Okay, stop chatting! Let's talk about my business!"

The Sorting Hat shouted hurriedly when he heard that Gryffindor was about to fall asleep again.

"Where is the treasure you mentioned?"

"Right on the ground."

Gryffindor said in a low voice

"I finally used all my money to buy materials to forge this sword, and this is what I leave for you!"

""You...you big liar!"

The Sorting Hat shouted.

Unfortunately, Gryffindor had fallen asleep and could not hear his voice.

There was only a dazzling and gorgeous sword on the ground.

""Really good!"

Mo Lin picked up the sword and said with deep emotion.

The goblin's craftsmanship is really not simple, it can be both artistic and practical.

Except for his poor brain, he is really a qualified craftsman.

"What's good about that? How can I make a fresh start? It's really hard for me. I trusted him so much and kept this secret for a thousand years."

The Sorting Hat pounded the ground frantically.

"I didn't even tell Dumbledore, just to wait for this treasure to renovate itself"

"Then he told me the treasure he left for me���It's this broken sword. Can I sell it and refurbish it myself?"

"Besides, he never mentioned that he also kept a magic statue!"

"If I had known this, I… I would have come earlier!"

The Sorting Hat suddenly grinned, with a distorted expression that showed a feeling of discomfort and excitement.

"Mo Lin, what do you think my mood is now?"

Mo Lin thought for a moment and spoke calmly.

"Knowing that your husband is gone, the inheritance left behind is from the mistress?"

"Merlin! I hate you!"

The Sorting Hat fell on his head and was speechless.

Merlin put away his sword, looked at the reminder in front of him that the progress of collecting relics had increased by one and left with satisfaction.

Although Gryffindor told him the information of a relic, he still couldn't go over now.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to Dumbledore.

How could he tell Dumbledore after he cast a spell and the gargoyle followed him?

"Hi, Principal, your office security guard is actually my bodyguard.……"

It was embarrassing to think about it.

Merlin simply ignored it.

He found a secluded corner, saw that there was no one around, used a spell to go downstairs, and then went to find Hermione and the other seven.