The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Lilith walked to the stool with graceful steps, picked up her hat, and sat down, all her movements and demeanor were impeccable.

"Why don't you put me on?" Lilith looked at the hat over and over in her hand, which made her confused.

"I just feel that you are a little bit strange," Lilith's mouth slightly curled up, "but don't worry, I won't watch for long, if Mr. Moriarty doesn't clean you up, then I will read to you first." , Let’s clean it up again.”

"Oh Merlin's hat! Every little wizard has tried to do that for centuries, but you're the first to say it!"

The hat screamed in shock, and then with a "bang", a sword fell out of the hat and landed in Lilith's hand.

Lilith quickly raised the sword, and everyone could see clearly that it was a shiny silver sword with a dazzling ruby ​​the size of an egg inlaid on the hilt.

"Sword of Gryffindor!"

The students' eyes widened, and even the professors on the professor's bench stood up.

Moriarty caught a look of surprise in Dumbledore's eyes, obviously unexpected.

But Moriarty took it for granted that Lilith drew the sword of Gryffindor.

She is confident, brave and challenges the rules. Bold, passionate, flouting the law.

Lilith has too many similar qualities to Godric Gryffindor.

The Sorting Hat obviously thought so too, and before Lilith put it on, it said loudly, "Gryffindor! You must be a Gryffindor!"

"No—" Lilith retorted: "I haven't worn a hat yet, you can't be sorted in advance!"

Lilith put the hat on her head, and she said the house she wanted to go to: "Slytherin! You better make no mistake, every Pilvik is a Slytherin!"

"Slytherin? No, no, no, you have drawn your sword, and Gryffindor will help you succeed." The hat persuaded.

"Who said that if you draw the Gryffindor sword, you must be assigned to Gryffindor House?" Lily didn't back down at all.

"Well... no one has said that, but..." the hat organized the language: "remember the story I said about the Gryffindor sword and the Slytherin staff? The Slytherin staff is back, he Your old friend should also be held by the little wizard, and continue their duel."

"What? You mean, I'll take this sword and fight Mr. Moriarty?" Lilith's eyes flicked back and forth between the sword and Moriarty.

"As much as I'd love to exchange magic with Mr. Moriarty, and wouldn't mind trying to challenge Slytherin's family magic, it's definitely not a good idea to duel with swords."

The hat was in a hurry: "You have to get used to it, it can cut through most things, but there are not many that can defeat the Slytherin staff."

"But I'm a wizard!" Lilith looked very determined, and then she rolled her eyes maliciously.

"If you don't put me in Slytherin, I'll cut you open with the Gryffindor sword and see if there's a monster hiding inside you!"

"Hey! You don't look like a Gryffindor for threatening me!" The hat twitched on Lilith's head.

"Ha," Lilith laughed exaggeratedly, "There is no law that says you can't cut the sorting hat with the Gryffindor sword."

"You..." the hat said angrily, "well, then..."

"Speak up, speak out!" Lilith waved her sword, "You've wasted too much time, I don't want to be a jon!"

"Well, let me see what you are thinking, the person who can pull out the sword of Gryffindor wants to go to Slytherin?" The hat seemed to delay time on purpose, and said slowly: "Is it because The boy from before?"

Lilith blushed: "I've changed my mind, I'm going to sew your mouth shut!"

"Well, Gryffindor will help you succeed quickly, but your ideas are very Slytherin..." Hat thought seriously.

After a full ten minutes, the hat reluctantly shouted: "Slytherin..."

The voice sounded weak, and Lilith felt relieved all of a sudden, took off the hat and stared at it fiercely: "You made me a hatjon! Thank you!"

"You're welcome, I hope you remember me."

Lilith made her way to the Slytherin table, where cheers erupted again, this time at the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables.

Gryffindors think being Jon is cool, Hufflepuffs think Lilith is a genius.

"Miss Pilliwick," said Professor McGonagall suddenly, "keep the Gryffindor sword."

Lilith tilted her head: "Doesn't it belong to me?"

"Students have drawn the sword of Gryffindor for centuries, but it doesn't belong to any student."

"Strictly speaking, I didn't pull it out, but it fell into my hand automatically..."

Lilith wanted to give some more examples, but after seeing Professor McGonagall's complexion more and more like that of Professor Snape, she wisely chose to shut up, handed the sword to Professor McGonagall, walked to the long table, Sitting next to Moriarty.

Professor McGonagall stared at her for a while before calling out the next name. The Sorting Hat lost interest and was sorted into Hufflepuff as soon as the hat touched the top of the freshman's head.

The last new student was Percy Weasley, and the hat exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Another Weasley! No doubt, Gryffindor~"

Professor McGonagall picked up the sorting hat and left, Dumbledore stood up.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to Hogwarts to start a new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words."

Dumbledore cast his eyes on the Slytherin table, and exchanged glances with Moriarty, "This year, Hogwarts welcomes the descendant of Headmaster Salazar Slytherin, Mr. Moriarty.

Although I have never advocated that children of headmasters or school trustees enjoy privileges, given that Hogwarts has provided a steady stream of excellent wizards for the international wizarding community for more than a thousand years, I think this time we should raise our glasses and remember the Big Four .

To Slytherin! "

Dumbledore raised his glass, and Moriarty suspected that the liquid inside might be honey.

The little wizards were not allowed to drink, so the glasses were filled with various liquids, and Moriarty stood up with the professor and students while holding the gravy ice cream Lilith had prepared for him: "To Slytherin! "

The cries of the little snakes were particularly fanatical. The teachers and students of the school toasted Slytherin together, which made them happier than Slytherin winning the House Cup for three consecutive years.

"To my delight, a little wizard drew the sword of Gryffindor this year." Dumbledore smiled and glanced at Lilith. Everyone was looking at her. Lilith sat upright without any shyness. Standing, not squinting.

"As an old Gryffindor senior, I regret that you didn't choose Gryffindor," Dumbledore's words resonated with the little lions, but he quickly changed the subject, "But as the headmaster, I am sorry for you. You can take pride in being both a Slytherin and a Gryffindor.

Almost every wizard who graduated from Hogwarts said that Slytherin House and Gryffindor House are incompatible, but this phenomenon is not conducive to unity. "

The eyes under Dumbledore's glasses became serious, and Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore worriedly, and then at the students on the long table, "Albus, it's too early to say these words now."

"Not at all, Professor McGonagall," Dumbledore said with a look of reason, "Isn't it obvious that the Slytherin staff and the Gryffindor sword appeared at Hogwarts together?

As the sorting hat said, what pair of good friends in this world can compare with Gryffindor and Slytherin!

So, let us pay homage to the great friendship, to Gryffindor! "

People stood up after Dumbledore: "Gryffindor!"

"Ah~ I just talked about friendship." Dumbledore set his sights on the long table between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff this time: "Is there any friend in this world better than Slytherin and Granville?" Findo is better? Unless you count another pair of best friends - Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

Oh, speaking of this, it reminds me of an ancient legend that each of the Big Four of Hogwarts has a weapon of their own. "

The students' interest was suddenly aroused, and William asked loudly, "Excuse me, sir? Are you talking about the Slytherin locket, the Hufflepuff gold cup, and the Ravenclaw crown?"

"No, no," Dumbledore shook his head slowly: "You are talking about the relics of the Big Four, but I am talking about the weapons of the Big Four.

According to some lost sources, Salazar Slytherin's weapon was a staff, not a locket, so how could a locket be a weapon? You can't expect a Slytherin to curse Gryffindor with a locket. "

Dumbledore made a joke, then winked at Moriarty: "On that point, I think Mr. Moriarty can prove it."

Many people secretly looked at Moriarty's Slytherin staff, but Moriarty didn't say anything about it, and quietly listened to Dumbledore's story.

"And the sword of Gryffindor - no doubt both a relic of Gryffindor and his weapon."

Dumbledore was suddenly interrupted by a girl, she said: "Professor, don't always talk about Slytherin and Gryffindor, what are the weapons of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw?

I think we're more interested in their weapons, what girl wouldn't want to be a beautiful and powerful witch like Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. "

"right!"

"yes!"

"Professor, tell me!"

The girls from the four academies were extremely excited, chatting about their dreams with their companions.

The atmosphere suddenly changed from solemn to enthusiastic. In order to express themselves in front of the girls, some boys couldn't sit still anymore. A few little lions even knocked on their plates to ask Dumbledore to speak faster.

Seeing the chaotic hall full of vigor, Dumbledore smiled, as if nothing made him happier than this.

"Okay, well, maybe I will disappoint you by saying it, but I don't want to hide it-as far as I know, there is no one, any record or source that has revealed what the weapons of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are , not even a clue.

They also have wands after all, and it's hard to figure out what their other weapon is. "

At this point, the girls' voices of disappointment nearly knocked the roof off—if Hogwarts had one.

Dumbledore had to say loudly: "But I have a little immature idea, do you want to listen?"

"Say it! Professor, you're always a secret!" It was that Hufflepuff girl again.

Dumbledore looked at her with a smile: "Okay, Tonks, you are always impatient. Well, let me think... Another weapon of Ravenclaw may be knowledge, and Hufflepuff Another weapon, perhaps a cauldron!"

? ? ?

Everyone was puzzled, and quickly realized that this was another joke made by Dumbledore. Tonks gulped down a large cup of ice cream in anger. Lilith was speechless, but Penello blushed with a smile.

Dumbledore stood up again: "The last two weapons, it's up to you to find and explore, let us respect the most precious wealth-knowledge, and thank you for the delicious food on the table!"

Everyone knew what the extended meaning was, and raised the wine glass again: "To Ravenclaw! To Hufflepuff!"

"Eat quickly," Dumbledore said with open arms, "Ladies and gentlemen, eat your fill."