HARRY POTTER: I AM THE WHITE LORD

Chapter 82 Harry: The Sorting Hat Is Not Accurate at All

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Harry stood in the line, his face flushed as he watched the little wizards around him walk towards the Sorting Hat one by one.

Thinking of the commotion he caused on the Black Lake, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He glanced at the grinning Sebastian with resentment, and kept muttering in his heart.

Sebastian, this big liar!

He actually said he wanted to duel with the water monster.

He just shouted to his classmates not to be afraid.

How stupid!

Fortunately for Harry, since entering the hall and starting the sorting ceremony, the attention of his classmates was like being cast by magic, and they were all diverted and no longer focused on him.

Suddenly, he heard a complaint from not far away.

"How is it possible? Crabbe and Goyle were actually sorted into Hufflepuff?"

"The Sorting Hat's judgment is not accurate at all. There must be something fishy going on here!"

"Humph, it's okay to go to Hufflepuff. These two good-for-nothings will only embarrass themselves if they go to Slytherin."

Hearing these harsh words, Harry looked up and found that the speaker was Malfoy, whom he had met before in Diagon Alley.

He ignored it and just lowered his head silently, waiting for Professor McGonagall to call out his name.

"Harry Potter."

Harry took a deep breath, walked forward slowly amid the discussion of the crowd, and put the Sorting Hat on his head.

"Well, it's difficult, very, very difficult, which house should I sort you into?"

Hearing the voice ringing in his ears, Harry thought firmly in his heart: "I want to go to Slytherin!"

In fact, long before coming to Hogwarts, Harry had already set Slytherin College as his first choice.

After all, in the past two months, he has been living with Slytherin professors day and night and has established a deep relationship.

Professor Snape's patience and erudition made him full of interest in potions, and Sebastian's elegance and strength made him admire him.

Both professors left a deep and indelible impression on Harry.

Now in Hogwarts, Harry, who is still unfamiliar with everything, naturally hopes to enter the college where these two mentors are located and continue to feel their teaching and care.

As if seeing the thoughts in Harry's mind, the Sorting Hat whispered in his ear.

"Want to go to Slytherin? Well, this college can really help you achieve success."

"In that case, go to Gryffindor!"

Harry's smile froze on his face when the Sorting Hat shouted loudly. He almost doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

However, the cheers from the Gryffindor table came in waves like a tide, reminding him that this was not an illusion.

Didn't they say that going to Slytherin would lead to success?

Why did they suddenly change their minds? !

Is it really like what Malfoy said?

This Sorting Hat is too worn out, so its judgment is not accurate at all.

Harry put the Sorting Hat back on the chair in annoyance. When he turned around and prepared to leave, he couldn't help but look up at the professor's seat.

Professor Snape had a blank expression on his face and clapped slowly, while Sebastian smiled and looked at him, his eyes full of blessings and encouragement.

Harry gave the two professors a slightly apologetic smile, then took a deep breath and walked towards the lively Gryffindor table.

The boy's troubles came and went quickly, and soon he got along well with his Gryffindor friends and started chatting happily.

After everyone had eaten and drunk enough, Dumbledore stood up and announced to everyone.

"This year, two professors have joined Hogwarts."

"One is Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, who will be in charge of a new subject - writing."

"First-year students will learn how to write papers from Professor Lockhart every Saturday morning for two months."

Following Dumbledore's introduction, Lockhart stood up and waved his arms enthusiastically to the students.

In an instant, the whole hall was boiling.

"Why can only first-year students attend? It's not fair!"

"Can we go to audit, Professor Lockhart?"

"Professor, can you sign a few more names for me?"

The hall was noisy, and Dumbledore took a lot of effort to calm the little guys down.

"The other one is Professor Quirinus Quirrell. I believe many senior students know him..."

Before he finished speaking, the quiet hall became noisy again.

"Ah? Professor Quirrell is back, so where is Professor Swann?"

"Merlin, I just entered my third year this year and I'm thinking about signing up for Muggle Studies. What should I do!"

"Principal, you must be confused, aren't you?"

Harry recognized the man he met in the Leaky Cauldron. His face was still as pale, but unlike before, he had a thick purple scarf wrapped around his head.

"Don't worry," Dumbledore used a loudspeaker spell to suppress the noise in the hall, "your Professor Swann is still teaching the Muggle Studies class."

"Professor Quirrell is in charge of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. I believe you will get along very well."

After the students were quiet again, Dumbledore continued, "Next, I want to announce a few precautions to everyone."

"This year, the school has launched a work-study program. Everyone has the opportunity to earn a lot of gold galleons. Please pay attention to the notice board for the specific process and standards."

"First-year freshmen, please note that it is forbidden to enter the school's forbidden forest."

"I must warn everyone, if you don't want to encounter any accidents, please stay away from the corridor on the right of the fourth floor."

"Finally, Professor Swann has something important to announce. Let's ask him to speak."

Harry was a little puzzled.

Isn't Hogwarts the safest place in the wizarding world?

Why would the corridor on the fourth floor put everyone in danger?

He really wanted to ask the prefect Percy next to him, but he found that everyone, including Percy, looked at Sebastian in the professor's seat with burning eyes.

Sebastian stood up and responded to everyone's gaze with a smile.

"First of all, the time for the Quidditch team selection has been set. It will still be 8:00 a.m. on Saturday of the first week of school. Students who are interested in participating in the selection should not miss the selection time."

"Secondly, as usual, each of the new students will receive a protective badge in the style of the school emblem."

"In addition," Sebastian said with a mysterious smile, "this year, each student will also receive a mysterious gift."

As soon as the voice fell, a ball of light fell into the hands of each student under Sebastian's control.

"Hogwarts navigation map, with it, the new students don't have to worry about getting lost."

"It's easy to operate, you can try it out when you return to the common room."

"Here, let's give applause to Fred Weasley and George Weasley."

With warm applause, Ron looked at his brothers in surprise, shouting non-stop.

"This is impossible. They haven't said anything for a whole summer vacation."

"Nothing is impossible, little Ronnie." Fred patted Ron on the shoulder, and then bowed to the crowd around him with George.

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After the banquet, Sebastian returned to Swan Manor.

As soon as he entered the door, he opened his arms and shouted to Mia on the sofa.

"Wife, now there are only two of us, let's play a fun game."

Mia dodged Sebastian's hug and laughed.

"Then come and catch me~~"

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