Chapter 53: The Sorting Hat: I Didn’t Lie (Please Read)

Chapter 53 Sorting Hat: I didn't lie (please read~)

Harry didn't carry the Sorting Hat, and he couldn't use the witcher's methods.

That would be too recognizable.

He waved his wand.

The table and chair twisted and turned into thorns, blocking him, but before it could stop him, several blasting spells were fired, blowing it to pieces.

It only took a moment, but it was enough.

Harry cast another spell.

"Misty!"

Thick fog poured out, mixed with the smoke and dust from the blasting spell, covering his body and covering the area around the door.

"He's going to escape!" someone shouted.

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the lounge was opened, and Harry fled out.

The little snakes followed him out.

Leaving the mist range, their vision was unobstructed, and they saw the figure go into the bathroom in the underground corridor.

They followed him in, and it was empty.

Carefully and cautiously, several little snakes opened the compartment doors one by one. There were sixteen compartments in total, from the outermost to the innermost. Only a few panicked first and second-year students who had their compartment doors forced open and had not had time to put on their pants looked desperate.

The guy who disguised himself as Graham disappeared.

"It's the Disillusionment Charm!" A Slytherin said, raising his wand, "Stop Cursing!"

Others followed suit and chanted the same spell.

More than a dozen Stop Cursing were superimposed.

Powerful and majestic magic swept away and spread in all directions.

No one showed up.

The little snakes' faces were livid and they gritted their teeth in hatred.

Where are the people?

Why did they disappear?

The little wizard who shouted "Stop Cursing" the fastest frowned: "Go tell Professor Snape, he will definitely be found!"

Harry had already put on his invisibility cloak and slipped away from the gap between them. After more than half an hour, the effect of the Polyjuice Potion faded. He restored his robe to its original state and walked back calmly.

The Gryffindor common room was very lively.

Juniors and seniors gathered together, arguing and discussing non-stop.

"Harry, Professor McGonagall came over just now and took a group of people away." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Harry, "It was said that someone broke into the Slytherin common room and was discovered. I thought..."

"How did you get discovered?" Ron lowered his voice, but he couldn't hide his surprise, "That's the Polyjuice Potion."

Harry didn't say anything, but waved his hand.

He took Hermione and Ron to his own dormitory.

Neville and the others were not there, they were still in the common room, discussing the hero who dared to force his way into the Slytherin common room...oh, no, it was the "outlaw".

"Shouldn't our Mr. Hat explain it?" Harry looked at the Sorting Hat on the bed, cast a Imprisonment Spell, and locked the dormitory door.

The Sorting Hat tilted its tip.

"There is no portrait of Slytherin." Harry said softly, his tone seemed a little dangerous. "Who would have thought that the symbol of Hogwarts, the holy relic of Gryffindor, would lie about such a thing."

"Harry, I didn't lie to you." The Sorting Hat shook, "There is indeed a portrait of Slytherin in the Slytherin common room."

"The Gryffindor trial is written in the castle contract."

"If the portrait is taken away, destroyed, or deliberately hidden, I can sense it - I am the most important part of the trial."

It paused.

"It is placed in the Slytherin common room, openly, and every Slytherin student can see it."

Hermione frowned.

From Harry's words, it was not difficult for her to analyze how Harry's identity was exposed.

Slytherin students did not think there was a portrait of Slytherin in the common room, so Harry was immediately exposed under the guise of Snape.

But...

The Sorting Hat was so confident.

It also said that every Slytherin can see the portrait of the ancient, legendary founder.

It's so contradictory.

Harry poked it with his wand: "You are more than a thousand years old. Compared with the brains of Slytherins, I suspect that there is something wrong with you."

"I don't!" The Sorting Hat was so angry that it wanted to pounce on him and bite him. "Hogwarts and I are a whole. If this castle is still there, I can't damage it."

"I can promise you."

"I promise you in the name of Gryffindor and Hogwarts-"

"There is absolutely no problem with the trial."

As it said, it sneered: "This is a Gryffindor trial, not the small one that Dumbledore and you had last year. Joke."

"For more than a thousand years, there will always be some geniuses who can, like you, draw the sword of Gryffindor when they are still students and are qualified to take the trial..."

"But they all failed."

"The successor of Gryffindor must be better than Gryffindor, my dear Harry."

Harry said expressionlessly: "Slytherins can see it, but they just can't recognize that it is a portrait of Slytherin."

"So the first step to enter Slytherin is to stuff a bezoar into your brain?"

The Sorting Hat shook its head and stopped talking.

"It seems that we have to continue to live in the library and look for information about that Slytherin." Harry put down his wand, "Maybe we should also look for Gryffindor to see if he is like Dumbledore, and someone stuffed a bezoar into his brain in his old age."

Ron's brain crashed.

He was still analyzing the words of the Sorting Hat.

What is "visible and invisible things".

It's really complicated.

Harry canceled the spell and just opened the door. Seamus and Neville were standing at the door.

"Look, I said Granger was in there too." Seamus winked at Neville, making the fat boy blush.

"Wait!" Seamus saw Ron who came in a step later, "Ron, why are you in there too?"

Ron turned his head to look at his bed.

This...

It seems to be his dormitory, why is he so surprised that he is also in this matter.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Come here to call you to celebrate." Seamus replied, "Someone, suspected to be Gryffindor, broke into the Slytherin common room, and Weasley and others got a batch of wine."

"And some cakes." Neville added, "A whole roasted lamb, I don't know how they got it."

Professor McGonagall almost caught all the outstanding students in the sixth and seventh grades, as well as some fifth grades, and interrogated them carefully several times. Snape almost couldn't help but use the truth serum.

Such a shameful thing!

Someone broke into the common room, and let that person escape!

The old bat spirit, who was the dean of Slytherin, wanted to cast a fierce fire curse and flatten the Gryffindor common room.

But no matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't find the culprit who broke into the Slytherin common room.

The little lions were also guessing.

There were not many people who were good at Transfiguration and Disillusionment, and met such harsh conditions.

I don't know if it was because he hid deeply and didn't want to reveal his identity, or... In fact, it was not Gryffindor who broke into the Slytherin common room.

But it didn't matter.

Whatever the result, it didn't affect the little lions' celebration.

Harry didn't feel like drinking. He only got a few people drunk and ended it hastily. He watched the Weasley brothers grab Percy, use the Transfiguration spell to make him swan wings, and dance there in a messy but happy way.

Weekend.

The three of them settled in the library, looking for information about "Salazar Slytherin". As one of the most famous wizards in Great Britain, his information was not difficult to find.

"Parseltongue?" Harry was stunned when he turned to the first line of text. "Is it a very rare ability to talk to snakes?"

"Of course!" Ron nodded. "Not everyone can do it. Only the descendants of Slytherin can..."

"I can do it, too." Harry said slowly, his face heavy.

He had long discovered that he could talk to snakes without taking any potions.

This was one of the signs that he was considered extremely talented.

In fact, in that world, in the small circle of witchers and warlocks, the name "Snake Tongue" was often used to refer to him. Many people who didn't know the truth even misunderstood that he was a viper school.

Is he a descendant of Slytherin?

He didn't think so. He had read the genealogy of the Potter family and had nothing to do with Slytherin.

Is it the piece in his scar that belongs to Voldemort's soul fragment?

This is really bad news.

Ron laughed, but his smile became drier and drier: "Harry, this joke is not funny."

"I'm not the Sorting Hat. I can't joke." Harry rubbed these words with his fingers.

Ron's face twisted: "Oh... no..."

"Does Slytherin have animagus?" Harry quickly looked down.

Hermione also buried her head in reading.

Ron struggled for a while, and simply put it aside - Harry is so outstanding, and he has a talent for "Parseltongue", which seems to make sense. Even if he is a descendant of Slytherin, he is now a Gryffindor.

More than an hour later.

"I didn't find it." Hermione shook her head.

Ron's face became strange: "I did find a rumor - the giant squid in the Black Lake may be a Gryffindor."

"No wizard can live for a thousand years." Hermione shook her head.

Harry closed the book and raised a question: "If Slytherin has animagus, what animal would it be?"

"Snake!"

Hermione and Ron did not hesitate, and uttered the same word at the same time.

The image of Slytherin has been equated with snakes.

Hermione quickly reacted: "You mean..."

"The portrait that Slytherin left in the common room might not be his own, but a portrait of his Animagus form?"

Don't worry, believe me, the plot will not be a problem, and there will be no fuss or unimportant plots.

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There are two more chapters to be added, I will see if I can make up for them tonight, and there will be at least one chapter