"Alas...... Time flies. The last time I was here was more than forty years ago...... Oh please, please look to the right a bit, I can only see through your vision. By the way, do you see that candlestick on the wall? In the past, I screwed the base half a circle, and the thing was enchanted by the unquenchable fire, and it should still be able to light up if nothing else. ”

Brandi stepped forward and gently rotated the candlestick half a turn. Sure enough, a flash of fire suddenly erupted from the candlestick above, but unexpectedly no heat was felt.

Things around him lit up, and Brandi could clearly see the ornate reliefs and patterns carved on the wooden walls, as well as the tables and chairs behind him, the oily mahogany floor, and the only ornate lectern that seemed to be plated with metal.

"yes, it's that table~ I still remember it. It was on this that I was given the consciousness that I was given. The Sorting Hat sighed with emotion, putting aside its previous setting of being funny at every turn, at least the Sorting Hat really made Brandi feel like an old man who had been through the vicissitudes of wind and rain.

Remembering that this broken hat had wasted hundreds of years for at least the whole of Hogwarts, a wave of respect rose in his heart. Brandy rarely didn't say anything, and he leaned over honestly, as the Sorting Hat wanted.

It is a podium with a strong medieval character, and the box of the podium is carved with as many symbols, patterns and lines as possible. The already somewhat uneven table top was coated with a layer of varnish, but time flies, and the luster on it has faded. However, it is comforting that I don't know if it is because of the abnormality of this classroom itself, the desk has gone through nearly a thousand years...... It can still stand on the ground safely!

(Do people come here to clean up too often?) Brandi reached out and touched it, and it was as clean as new, and there was no ash at all. (I mean, why don't you tell Dumbledore, if you do come and see it first, it wouldn't be that hard, right?) ）

"Oh, that's what this is...... Sorting Hat said lightly, "there's no need to clean it, the space here is different from the outside." You should notice that the location of this classroom doesn't exist if you look at it from the outside. ”

(But I can see outside?) That's not a hallucination, right? ）

"Hah, this involves the knowledge of ancient one-way spatial bridging magic, huh? Go and go, don't be curious there, you just don't understand what this word means at this level. But also, this knowledge has been lost to the outside world...... Don't expect me to teach you! I really should know that there is knowledge of this...... I just don't know why I can't remember. ”

(Hey, it's so high-sounding to say that you're stupid...... ）

Fighting with the sorting hat, Brandy circled the classroom for a while. He had to regretfully admit that there was not even a bit of clutter in the classroom except for the furniture, and the cabinets were empty. I think it was emptied by someone who came before......

"As for why you don't come often......," the Sorting Hat thought for a moment, "first, there's nothing to remember here other than this little ornament, and secondly, there are so few wizards who have come here that I don't really want to cause Dumbledore more trouble." He's really busy all day long, and in the last few years, every time I've been in a conscious exchange, I can feel that his magic is waning. He's old enough......"

(What does this have to do with age?) Does this place have an age requirement? ）

"So, did I let you come to Gryffindor or the right place? You're not as smart as the Ravenclaws...... How did you just get in? The Sorting Hat spoke with disdain, "Only people with the ability to cast spells with super demons can walk into this classroom. And there is a price to be paid for the supermagic... Its mana consumption is too cost-effective... Dumbledore's magic had already begun to wane, and casting spells with Hypermagic in such a situation could cause irreparable damage to his magic. And the words of the rest of the academy...... That's probably a short distance in the mana reserve. ”

(Ouch!) Are you complimenting me on my vast reserves of mana? I remember when you were in Room 11, you just said that I was not bad...... Brandi blushed, thinking.

"Oh, stop dreaming... Praise you, you're really in heaven? It's like you can monetize your magic. The Sorting Hat sneered. You've just got a little bit of light that has a lot more magic than ordinary people, and you're barely able to finish a supermagic spell before it's drained by your wand. Actually, if you were to do something with magic, wouldn't you wilt right away? ”

（…… It's really good for you to be so straightforward, even if you deceive me a little! It's been tossed all night, and nothing happy has happened... Even the rare discovery of such a secret room was emptied by someone else. ）

Brandi rolled her eyes. He walked through the tables and chairs, returned to the podium, and began to study the illegible chalk words that remained on the blackboard, and there seemed to be traces of a few words on them, as if it were a spell? (Huh?) By the way, according to what you say...... The person who brought you in last time wasn't Dumbledore? ）

"Of course not, hey, do you think that no one in this world knows how to use ancient magic except for you and Dumbledore?"

(eh, hey~)

Brandi touched the back of his head and smirked.

"I remember it was a Hufflepuff boy...... "it was like the height of summer, and the lad was still wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and he suddenly broke into the principal's office. Begging Dumbledore to lend me to him, he said he had found some notes with some trivia about the millennium ago Academy. He wants to ask me for verification......"

(So Dumbledore agreed?) ）

Of course he agreed, because I was so bored at the time that I was discussing with him the lyrics to sing when the next year freshman arrived. He seems to have long since grown tired of this fun activity. The Sorting Hat snorted discontentedly, "So he happily handed me to him and asked him to return it in a month's time...... What else do you say, if you don't plan to pay it back, it doesn't matter, it's a big deal to draw lots next year. Joke! How dare he do that! I'm a Gryffindor hat! ”

……… That's right, the embodiment of Gryffindor's stupidity. Brando pouted.

Later, he took me to the corridor and asked me directly where I got into classroom 13, and I was surprised! Because that place has been closed since the Gryffindor apprentice left. Where did he know there was such a place? When I brought him here, I was amazed to find out that I had assigned such a genius who could master ancient magic to Hufflepuff! This is simply unforgivable......"

(Huh!?) So you didn't threaten me to go to Hufflepuff before...... Why didn't you feel unforgivable at that time? Doesn't your conscience hurt! ）

"Ahem~ Don't interrupt! Hear me out...... By the time he arrived, it had been largely emptied, cleaned up when the students who had been here had left. I told him that it was not in vain, that there should be nothing he wanted, but he still didn't believe it, and swore that 'one of them must be in this classroom'. Then I rummaged through the cabinets here for several days. I think I'm going to scrape off all the ground here... All the little things he left were taken back by him... But I still haven't found it. Until one day, he suddenly happily returned to me...... I guess he'd probably found some clues in that pile. I wanted to use mind reading, but I didn't realize that he had used Occlumency on me...... It's something that can get in the way of someone else probing their minds. Not...... Let me think about it, what is this boy's name...... Seems to be? ”

"Wright Manson?" Brandi slowly gave out a person's name.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's the name...... Huh? Brandi, how do you know? The Sorting Hat, steeped in memory, snapped and said in surprise.

Brandi's eyes swept across a corner of the blackboard, where a few small lines of text were written in chalk, interspersed with scribbles that would be hard to spot if not sharp-eyed.

[We both guessed wrong]

[This is not the end, but only a part]

[But the door has already opened, and we decided to try our luck]

Inaugurated by Wright Manson, 1942.

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Brandi and the Sorting Hat, one is a curious little kid, the other is an old naughty boy who is disrespectful, and the two of them have been together for a long time around Wright's words, and their brains are filled with a shocking treasure and a thrilling adventure. Until the sky starts to shine a little...... At the prompting of the Sorting Hat, Brandy, who had been yawning for days, realized that it seemed to be almost six o'clock. He opened the door of the classroom and walked out, and when he turned around, he found that the place he had just walked out had become a smooth wall on the right side of the staircase on the sixth floor. It was clearly not a dream or a fantasy.

He grabbed the Sorting Hat in his hand and slowly moved back to the Gryffindor tower. One man and one hat had gone through a lot of ups and downs in one night, and now that they were so tired that the Sorting Hat even agreed to put its bathing dragon on the wake up, and now just wanted to sleep well in that clearing. After apologizing to the fat woman who had woken up, he walked back to the common room...... Throw your robes in the changing basket in the bathroom, where everyone's old clothes accumulate each day and then turn into new clothes the next day and fold them neatly at the head of their beds. He's used to the magic of the setting.

However, just as he casually put the sorting hat in his own cabinet in the bathroom, and was about to go back to the bedroom to take a change of clothes and take a shower. He was surprised to find that everyone had already started to get up.

"It's not even seven o'clock, is it? Harry, when did you start waking up so early? Isn't it a day when classes are closed......"

"Huh?" The latter stared at the sleepy-eyed dead fish bubbles and looked at Brandi in bewilderment. "Didn't Professor McGonagall announce it in the break room yesterday evening? I don't have classes today, but I have a study meeting! Professor McGonagall is going to supervise us to finish all of our homework for the week...... Huh? Blondie! Why are you so ugly? Are you alright, having nightmares? ”

…………

Oh, yes! It's a nightmare! Oh my God!

Brandi took a change of clothes and silently went into the bathroom......

What a nightmare! If you take an ice shower, you should wake up............ Brandi thought desperately with tears on her face.