Hearing the crisp "Azkaban" from the mouth of the sorting house, the air in the professor's chair was silent for a moment.

The professors looked at the Sorting Hat in amazement. Their eyes lingered between Dracula and the hat on his head, their expressions utterly stunned.

"After all these years as Headmaster, it's the first time I've learned that we have a fifth Sorting House at Hogwarts!" Dumbledore was the first to speak, and said cheerfully, "Then let's congratulate Professor Dracula on becoming the first member of the Azkaban House, and the promotion to the head of the Azkaban is just around the corner!" ”

Dumbledore took the lead and applauded.

Professor Kettleburn, who had only one arm and half a leg left, saw that the excitement was not a big deal, and walked to Snape's seat on crutches.

"Severus, if you want me to say that now that there is a branch of Azkaban, you Slytherin students don't have to go through the process anymore, just send them directly to Azkaban!" He happily patted Snape on the shoulder with his remaining hand and laughed loudly, "What a hassle to have to go to Azkaban for seven years!" ”

As an older Hufflepuff, Professor Kettleburn was naturally happy to give Slytherin some unpleasantness. After all, Slytherin has a long history of looking down on Hufflepuff's little wizards.

Snape's face darkened, but given Professor Kettleburn's sixty or seventy years of experience, he couldn't just choke back as a young man who was just thirty years old.

Listening to the teasing of the professors around him, the corners of Dracula's mouth twitched.

"Are you itching again and want to experience what it's like to be burned?" He took the Sorting Hat off his head and said with an unkind face, "Don't think I don't know, you probably still remember that I washed you up, and you want to take the opportunity to take revenge!" ”

"Uncle... I don't, Lord Earl! The Sorting Hat said in a wronged tone, "It's not Christmas, I just want to have a sense of humor and liven up the atmosphere......"

"Well, there is indeed a lack of entertainment programs at the Christmas banquet to liven up the atmosphere." Dracula looked at the hat in his hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a malicious arc, "Then I'm going to perform a show of the Sorting Hat Drill Fire Ring for everyone present, and I need you to cooperate with me." ”

Dracula twirled the Sorting Hat with one hand, and in its panicked little expression, the other snapped his fingers casually, and a ring of fire with raging flames appeared in front of the Sorting Hat.

"Wait, Lord Earl, I still have something to say!" The Sorting Hat lowered his voice a little panicked, and said to Dracula, "I did this for a reason, and for the four founders involved!" ”

It deliberately controlled the sound so that Dracula could only hear it. Dracula's eyes moved.

The next moment, the ring of fire in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the Sorting Hat stopped spinning, and it drooped listlessly in Dracula's hands.

"This hat just needs to be scared from time to time, otherwise it can make all kinds of moths." He smiled at the curious professors around him and gracefully put the sorting hat on his head, "Now that my Santa hat is completely in place, all professors, hurry up and eat, and the main dishes should be removed in a while." ”

When the other professors looked away, Dracula put his hand on the brim of the Sorting Hat.

"Let's get started, let me see what the reason you came up with this time." He wears a hat and begins to communicate silently with it through the Sorting Hat's ability to telegraph.

"Lord Earl, I'm too difficult!" The voice of the Sorting Hat rang in Dracula's head, and as soon as he came up, he began to complain, "You don't know that your life has been through a thousand years! Excluding the time of slumber, there are seven or eight hundred years! Even if you deliberately let go of the Occlumency, I can't tell which founder's temperament is right from this long millennium......"

"So I'm embarrassed for you?" Dracula asked in his mind as he shoved a mouthful of blood pudding into his mouth.

"Not really." The Sorting Hat said heartily, "It's just that I'm not capable enough, I'll definitely try to improve!" ”

"Actually, I thought you'd make up a random academy for me, at least to deal with it." Dracula laughed.

"I want to do it too, but I can't help it." "A thousand years ago, the four great founders of Hogwarts poured their minds into my body, giving me the unique ability to divide my students into houses based on their talents and qualities. ”

"But the will of the four founders has remained in my body for a long time, and their memories and feelings for you, Count Dracula, have long existed. If the previous is secondary, then what really bothers me is another point - the founder's mind is quarrelsome! ”

"Wait, you're saying that Salazar and Godric will quarrel with the minds left behind?"

Dracula was so interested that he didn't even eat the pudding in front of him, and sat up straight, ready to listen carefully to the story told by the Sorting Hat.

"That's true. In fact, when I was put on your head, the surviving will of the four founders wanted me to place you in their respective houses. You know, Ravenclaw has always had a crush on you, and Gryffindor and Slytherin have always wanted to prove who is your wizarding friend who has influenced you the most......"

"The three of them are really, too." Dracula chuckled and shook his head, a look of remembrance and nostalgia unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

At that time, he was far from the formidable vampire count that would follow, and the four founders of Hogwarts were all fledgling young wizards. Four like-minded wizards, and a vampire friend who joined halfway, the five of them walked together on the frozen surface of the Black Lake, which was his youthful memory from a thousand years ago.

Unconsciously reminiscing for a long time, Dracula suddenly thought of a question.

"Why didn't you mention Helga? Doesn't she want me to be a Hufflepuff? He asked the Sorting Hat in his mind.

"Earl, please wake up." The Sorting Hat couldn't help but complain, "Look at what you have in you that has integrity, loyalty, honesty, or no fear of hardship...... Hufflepuff's mind has long been hopeless, so he has not participated in the quarrel of the other founders of Sanwei, but has been acting as a peacemaker. ”

Dracula's face couldn't help but darken.

"Having said so much, it's still the same question." His tone became ill-intentioned. "Why are you calling out 'Azkaban'?"

"It's... This one...... Or are you going to blame Gryffindor? The Sorting Hat said apprehensively, "As a Gryffindor hat, I must have inherited his anachronistic humor cells. Well, it must be so! ”

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