Chapter 8, who is that slick-haired seaweed?

Yet, without exception, he should not be like Harry is now—thin, pitiful, with only his presence appearing distinct against the backdrop of those cat-like eyes

"Oh, Headmaster Dumbledore," Percy said, suddenly realizing, nodding his head in agreement, "Alright, then remember, the password to the dormitory is Dragon Dung."

He raised his hand and touched his face, saying: "I despise this appearance of mine, especially loathing my eyes"

Fred wanted to continue his antics, while Ron, with a hint of revenge in his heart, tugged at his brother's hair and began to boast about Harry's achievements on the train

Hats murmured: "Albus, you are also my old friend"

Harry said softly, his tone assured: "Rest assured, I will find you."

The branch院 hat let out a long sigh: "This is much more comfortable now. Once you are ready, you can come find me."

He raised his head and said, "Of course, it is the duty of the class leader to help the junior students with their troubles."

Has our Lion King begun to concoct the potions to reward the warriors under his command

He lifted the branch of the branch academy hat and reluctantly thrust the sword into it

With a bang

Beside this elderly man, there was also Professor Snape, with his oiled hair and seaweed-like appearance

"Who is that greasy-haired seaweed?" Harry lifted his head and looked towards the teacher's desk, just in time to meet Snape's disdainful gaze.

Therefore, this is also the symbol of the Lion King! Brother George began to chant, "Great Lion King, Your Majesty, tonight you shall ascend the throne and take your seat!"

Snape snorted, shifting his gaze away first and engaging in conversation with the professor beside him

Dumbledore stood up and addressed the important matters—do not enter the Forbidden Forest, do not cast spells in the corridors, and do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor near m. hetushu. comcom

Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore glanced at the seaweed-haired individual before he composed himself and turned his head away

We have never thought about it!

You still have seven years, which is enough time for you to find a way to truly possess this sword said Dumbledore, a smile mingling at the corners of his mouth Is it not, the naturally born Mr. Gryffindor

They are most enthusiastic about searching for the legendary Sword of Gryffindor, but have never heard of anyone discovering Gryffindor's treasure

Potion

The branch's hat seemed eager to jump up and smash onto Harry's head: "Can a stick be the same as a sword? You have not yet passed the trial, this sword does not belong to you now"

Hello, Potter, I am Percy Weasley, the prefect of Gryffindor

When I made eye contact with myself, that feeling of disgust became even more intense, almost materializing and overflowing.

One can even track by scent from East London to West London, surpassing even the best hunting dogs.

Harry turned back three times as he walked to the long table of Gryffindor

The hat hurriedly called out: "That impolite little lion, return my sword to me."

Harry pulled out a long-necked round bottle from his robe and placed it on the table: "If you two keep talking, I will pour this down your throats"

Harry looked over

Fred and George peeked out, gazing at Crabbe and Goyle at the Slytherin long table from a distance, comparing their own physiques, and quietly settled down in a docile manner

The forgetfulness potion is not a good thing at all

Every outstanding student from each academy has attempted to seek the legacy of the Four Titans

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The aura of that magic has finally settled, merging into the body and becoming closely connected with this fortress of the city hetushucomcom

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Harry nodded slightly, still maintaining eye contact with Snape

"You are not mistaken," Harry said with a smile, "he does not like me, and he detests..."

Harry nodded: "Oh, very well, for your sake."

Severus, would you like to join us?

Oh, a born Gryffindor

This is the first time

Professor Quirrell," Percy introduced, "He was the Muggle Studies professor last year and only became the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year

Harry nodded slightly and smiled: "Oh, he is truly interesting"

I need to meet with Principal Dumbledore, as there are some matters I must discuss with him

The branch has concluded, and dinner has been finished

The figure in a black robe, with oiled hair and seaweed-like locks, stared at himself with a piercing gaze, his eyes filled with disdain

"A king never reveals his ambitions," the twins sang in harmony

"Yes, Mr. Potter, the Gryffindor sword does not belong to you"

Two twin boys, with red hair and freckles like Ron, were making faces at Harry: "What a big scene at the Sorting Ceremony."

You are truly amazing! As soon as Harry took his seat, he was met with enthusiastic applause

Professor McGonagall coughed twice: "Alright, the Sorting Ceremony continues, next... let me see..."

"In this way, you will not find your way." Another voice, that of the class leader, prompted Percy to adopt a gentle demeanor, "You have just enrolled; what could possibly be the matter?"

"Oh? Your eyes are so handsome." Ron shook his head

Snape

From the teacher's seat, a louder and more unabashed scoff was heard

Harry leaned over and said, "Weasley, I need to step away for a moment."

You are so talented, Harry, come hang out with us

A round of applause erupted at the long table belonging to Gryffindor

A fist came crashing down heavily

Percy lowered his head and spoke in a hushed tone, fearful that his words might reach the teacher's table: "That professor is the head of Slytherin House, responsible for teaching Potions, and has always had a strong dislike for us Gryffindors"

The mention of "Head Boy Weasley" left Percy somewhat disoriented

The Lion's Academy is no exception

The hat chirped twice: "That merely proves your identity as a Gryffindor, my dear young sir, quickly stuff it back, it feels empty inside, I am not accustomed to it."

A malicious gaze cannot inflict harm; just now, I did not feel any magical force directed at me.

Do scars hurt

I still remember the scene when you presided over the branch

Harry was about to contentedly put away the potion when a sudden sharp pain shot through his scar on his forehead. He quickly raised his head and met the gaze of Snape and the professor next to Snape.

Harry raised his hand and rubbed his temple: "Alright, Prefect Weasley, I have a question I would like to ask you"

Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully and said, "Well, I also have some matters I would like to discuss with you"

The savior should possess a certain legendary quality

"Oily-headed kelp!" The twins' eyes brightened, "What an outstanding title."

Until today

Who would have thought that the Sword of Gryffindor was hidden inside the Sorting Hat

Thank you for the compliment. The atmosphere turned sour, and those around looked uncomfortable. Harry's expression changed, and his tone remained as emotionless as ever, "As for the Lion King, I have no interest in that."

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He furrowed his brow

Fred interjected: "Indeed, a lion king should possess a pair of lion's eyes!"

So, did something happen that triggered your own scars

In the world of the Witcher for so long, the scar has remained quietly in place. Several powerful sorceresses, such as Yennefer, Triss, and including the alchemist Kiera, have all examined it for themselves. Aside from its unusual shape, it possesses no other remarkable qualities.

He followed Harry's gaze and also made eye contact with Snape

Harry still wanted to struggle a bit more

"Yes, I have something I would like to discuss with you." Harry nodded and cast a smile at Snape that he considered to be fairly amiable.

"Do not act foolishly." The boy with red hair, who appeared more serious than his twin, remarked, "They are the most mischievous troublemakers in all of Hogwarts, and there is no need to take their words too seriously."

Harry kept it in his heart and turned to chase after Dumbledore

We have the porter!

You are the great Lion King

At the entrance is a portrait of the plump lady; you just need to recite the password to her

We have the porter!

I just borrowed it to take a look. Harry said without changing his expression, "The Sorting Hat said that it can only be taken out when there is a need, which proves that I need it now"

Conducting the students to finish singing the school anthem

Oh, Harry," Dumbledore said with a cheerful look at him, "aren't you going to the dormitory? Come over and find me

Professor McGonagall was taken aback

"Hmm, I tried it out before the school started, and it was quite handy," Harry nodded

Is it the professor next to you

Who was the one talking to Professor Snape? After learning that Snape was the Potions professor, Harry felt a bit more favorable towards him—even if his gaze was filled with malice. When he was taught by Quirrell, the malice was far greater than mere looks.

We will surely be able to make a strong impression time and again

I can help you find a wooden stick of similar size. Harry tried to negotiate, as it was difficult to find a blacksmith in this world. He did not want to let go of a master-level weapon that would also perform excellently in the world of monster hunters

Ron muttered, "It seems that Professor Snape doesn't really like you, Harry"

Percy looked at Harry in surprise

The matter of the Savior's admission to school has always attracted the attention of the young wizards at Hogwarts—each of them has a different conception of the Savior

What is interesting about that professor who wraps his head with a turban, looking just like an Indian?

"Alright, Harry," said Professor Dumbledore, adjusting his glasses, his eyes sparkling with a remarkable expression. "Quickly return the sword to this poor old hat; it has only its old friend left."

Is there a professor at Hogwarts with this name

Unless it is the moment of ascension

Percy is a good student; he recognized at a glance what this potion was: "The Forgetfulness Potion, Harry, did you try to brew it yourself?"

He is still just a young lion now

Snape grinned, nearly grinding his teeth.

It seems that this is the reasoning behind it

Percy raised his hand: "First-year students, follow me, I will take you to the dormitory"

Every demon hunter is an expert tracker

Harry nodded at them, expressing his gratitude, and walked towards the table with the silver sword in hand

Snape let out a cold laugh, and Harry was not mistaken; he was truly gritting his teeth: "I will not disturb your gathering, Dumbledore, but remember, you owe me an explanation"

The twins are still being playful

Even the most audacious little lion would not dare to wander into the principal's office at night to offer its head as a gift