Ani was teary-eyed, obviously she wanted to be lazy and not participate in the sorting ceremony!

If I don't go to see you, you will come to me.

"I used to be glamorous, standing ......"

"Poof!"

Ani, who was free, stepped on it, and took the hat and told it to shut its mouth.

This magical singing voice is simply the natural enemy of the musically sensitive.

Aini didn't want to attend the opening party, and the two inconsequential singing voices before and after were definitely the main factor.

Under Aini's disgusted gaze, the Sorting Hat slammed its mouth shut.

Before he could boast of his experience of standing on top of Gryffindor and looking down on all kinds of powerful wizards, he was trampled under the feet of the young man above.

This ultra-aging hat now wants to find a corner where no one disturbs him.

Unlike the Sorting Hat, who returned on the same flight, a certain Headmaster wished to be in the most crowded auditorium at this time.

At least then, with Professor McGonagall's cultivation, there is a high probability that he will not be able to get off the stage in public...... Right?

Wiping a cold sweat that didn't exist, Dumbledore instantly thought of 12 words.

But looking at Professor McGonagall approaching like a fried hair, the old headmaster wisely swallowed those excuses back into his stomach.

"It's the same as last year, and it's gone at the busiest time of school affairs!"

The witch looked like a grenade pulling off the ring a second ago, but when she opened her mouth, her tone returned to calm.

"To be honest, I don't expect Mr. Chancellor to be able to perform his duties normally."

Listening to the other party's calm words, Dumbledore seemed to see Mount Vesuvius at the beginning of August 79 AD.

It seems to be uneventful, but it buries Pompeii for more than 1,600 years soon after.

"But this time, there is not even any news left, the students have returned to the castle, but I don't even know where their headmaster is, and I don't even know if that person will come back."

Professor McGonagall tried to stay calm, but the heavy gasping made her calm seem like a blow to the bummer.

Sure enough, then Dumbledore received his first gift after his return-

The roar of some kind of big cat.

"It's okay, I can take the role of Headmaster for the time being, but what about the Sorting Hat? Do you want to see if I still have a Animagus transformation in the form of a Sorting Hat?!"

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, just disguise it with Transfiguration."

After Elvis Elvis roared, Dumbledore subconsciously muttered.

"Uh-huh?!!

After venting, the witch's face turned red, she was a little ashamed of her gaffe, and the anger in her heart also dissipated a lot.

But then he was angry with Dumbledore's muttering.

Albus Dumbledore......

Professor McGonagall read word for word, but was quickly interrupted and erupted.

"I'm sorry, I was just kidding."

Dumbledore looked at each other with a sincere attitude.

"I can't find the point of laughter."

McGonagall choked with a straight face, but finally restrained her anger.

"Now is not the time to explain, go to the hall, the children are already in place."

I was so dizzy that I forgot about this stubble.

The witch said that she was about to leave, but then held out her right hand to Dumbledore with a stiff expression.

"Give me the Sorting Hat first."

Dumbledore:......

After a few moments, Aini combed the little phoenix's hair in praise.

The Fox Fast Coordinate Space Teleporter, you, deserve it.

When he walked into the auditorium, he found that a speech was going on.

The teachers present were a little puzzled, they had never seen Dumbledore speak before the sorting ceremony, never.

And the content of the speech......

Are you sure it's not the water word count?

Of course, this is for the professors.

The little wizards listened with great relish, and from time to time burst into good-natured laughter.

For a moment, the auditorium was filled with an air of joy.

For the two principals and vice principals in the faculty seat, happiness is not close to them.

At least as far as the distance from here to the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

If it's a game, with Dumbledore's current state of mind, a new achievement can be achieved-

No matter how funny what I say, I always smile politely and never laugh.

But immediately, a sincere smile appeared on the old principal's face.

Happy, it's coming!

Pushing open the door, Ani casually stepped up to the teacher's chair, greeted Professor McGonagall, and pulled a cardboard box from her magic pocket and placed it at her feet.

Seeing the teacher's puzzled gaze, Aini coughed lightly, "There's the Sorting Hat inside, you know, I'm a little allergic to dandruff."

I know a ghost!

How did you not get dirty when you wrestled in the mire with the venomcorn as a kid?

Besides, how did this thing end up with you?

Years of teacher-student tacit understanding made it easy for Ani to read the witch's eyes.

He dragged Fawkes up in his arms and explained the origin of the Sorting Hat.

Then he glanced at the cardboard box with a complicated face, and after nearly a thousand years of accumulated dirt, no one could bear it if he knew the truth.

Ani suddenly found that her regret for not being able to attend Hogwarts was gone.

Looking at the children waiting for the Sorting House, Aini gave a sympathetic look.

Perhaps, before that, the truth can be told to them?

The newcomers who had already lined up suddenly felt that the ceiling was a little lower, and they were a little depressed standing below......

Seeing that the Sorting Hat was in place, Dumbledore ended his speech just in time.

The auditorium erupted in applause once again.

When the students put down their hands, the figures that the old students had long been familiar with appeared in front of the stage again.

What is different from what I remember is that after this appearance, the Sorting Hat was listless, and he couldn't even lift his spirits when he sang, and he couldn't really hear it.

Even Dumbledore was a little strange, for it was only a matter of ten minutes between the time the Sorting Hat was knocked out of his sight and when he was brought back to the Great Hall.

How did Aini make it almost autistic?

If the Sorting Hat was willing to answer, it must have told Old Deng that Ani didn't do much with him.

It's not hurtful, and it's extremely insulting!

It's the first time since I became conscious that I've been so disliked.

Remembering that Aini pinched it with two fingers in the Forbidden Forest and threw it into a cardboard box, and then washed his hands after using three "clean ups" on himself, the Sorting Hat couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.

Is it really time to take a shower?

It seemed to be influenced by the Sorting Hat, and after the name of the house was called, even the applause at the corresponding long table was a little lighter.

Aini looked at it, and among the freshmen of this year, only Ginny could be called an acquaintance.

This delighted her brothers, and Harry welcomed her.

It is worth mentioning that since the interception of the letter was burned, Dobby has not appeared.

In other words, Harry still didn't know that there was a strange house-elf who had tried to "rescue" him by doing him a favor.

Without Dobby's trouble, the two naturally wouldn't have had to steal Arthur's car to go to school.

Mr. Weasley doesn't have to be investigated, the two don't have to be confined, and the beater Willow is unharmed.

For some characters, not appearing on camera is the greatest help to others.