Chapter Seven, Exclusively for Gryffindor

They followed Hagrid along the path and took a small boat by the lake

Like breaking through the clouds to see the sun, the magnificent castle of Hogwarts became increasingly clear and familiar in my eyes

The chatter in the restaurant began to rise.

Harry put on the hat

Navi, with a mournful expression, said: "Oh, no, then I will definitely go to Hufflepuff"

Harry interrupted him, saying: "Is the only time you get to talk to people every year during the Sorting?"

He decisively fell in love with it

"Alright, kid, rein in your greedy gaze," the Sorting Hat said with a tone that suggested a hint of nausea. "This sword does not belong to you yet, so hand it back to me."

I truly do not understand how you managed to pull it out, as it can only be extracted when it is needed

Navi tightened his grip on the rifle, and the frog let out a mournful and feeble cry

The climate of Great Britain is humid

Without strength, even if one obtains a precious sword, it will only be taken away by the fairies

Wobbling along, heading towards Hogwarts

This is a form of protection. Years ago, Gryffindor had the goblins forge a sword, but goblins are peculiar creatures. After Gryffindor's death, they sought to reclaim the sword more than once.

Harry nodded, becoming even more perfunctory

It is magic again, magic that can alter the volume of space

Yes, but it must be necessary... The Sorting Hat began to speak, but before it could finish, Harry took it off.

"Oh, very well, Miss Granger, did I say something wrong?" Harry nodded and obediently rephrased the question, repeating it once more

"Is there something wrong with what I said? Miss Otter." Harry shook his head

The branch院 hat paused: "No, sometimes I also chat with Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix."

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"Yes, I am telling you, it is actually within me. Gryffindor has set a spell, and with the courage of Gryffindor, it can be drawn from my body when needed," the Sorting Hat enthusiastically introduced. "That feeling is unpleasant, like pulling one's throat out through the mouth"

There are many schools of thought among demon hunters, and the skills that can be learned vary across different schools.

The brown-haired otter covered its mouth, staring wide-eyed at Harry: "Who is the otter? Didn't you hear my introduction on the boat? I am Hermione, Hermione Granger"

Then how can I truly obtain the Sword of Gryffindor?" Harry asked once again.

But halfway through the division, why was the hat taken off

Even in September, the night still brings a piercing chill to the skin

the contract with the castle itself

Their imitation of the experiences of the four founders discovering Hogwarts Castle is, in itself, a form of ritual

Have you heard of the legend of the secret chamber

How can they accurately assign us to which college?" The brown-haired otter furrowed his brow, feeling somewhat conflicted

A mere hall is simply unattainable

"My uncle said we have to fight the giant," Neville said, his face pale, clutching his toad, which was struggling helplessly in his grip

From the outside, it was about the same size as the castle of the Wolf Clan, Kelmohan, and Harry thought he would have to live a somewhat cramped life

Justice, bravery, wisdom. The Sorting Hat's tone was filled with surprise, "Truly worthy of being the prophesied savior, possessing so many excellent qualities"

"Chatting with a bird?" Harry nodded, deep in thought, "No wonder you talk so much."

The book does not mention these; we can only figure them out once we enter Hogwarts.

They arrived at the castle gate and encountered the seemingly formidable Deputy Headmistress Professor McGonagall, who led them to a side room to wait

Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat, and after enduring a somewhat noisy little tune, the first-year students understood that they did not need to battle a troll; they simply had to wear that dirty hat

Ron clenched his fist and looked at Harry: "Fred, one of my brothers, said that there would be a test that would be very harmful to us, but I think he must have been joking with me."

According to the content in the book

"Anyone who is able to draw the Sword of Gryffindor is qualified to participate in the Gryffindor trials. If you can pass the Gryffindor trials, then you will be able to obtain the Sword of Gryffindor"

Harry asked again: "If I pull the Sword of Gryffindor from your throat, does that mean the sword belongs to me?"

He does not believe in such things

On the teacher's seat, the black-robed seaweed let out a sneer without any concealment

"Being weak oneself will only lead to becoming a coward, no matter where one is," Harry said to Neville candidly, "Only by strengthening one's inner self can one truly be strong"

Of course, the hat won't do; I now belong to Hogwarts

Harry shook his head: "I heard that Gryffindor has a sword?"

No, it is merely a loan," the Sorting Hat decisively rejected, "The sword has always belonged to Gryffindor, perhaps it should now be said to belong to Hogwarts

Harry shook his head

Harry nodded, as the rumor had it that Slytherin had left behind a secret chamber in the castle, which could only be opened by a true heir of Slytherin, allowing them to obtain his legacy

Hello, it's nice to see you again," said the otter girl as she greeted them

Even a being as cruel as a monster hunter would not throw an untrained child in front of demons, ghouls, or wraiths

Hermione covered her mouth, gritting her teeth

Unlike the school of the Witchers

Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff is the most suitable for you, what a passionate and sincere heart, if Hufflepuff were still around, she would surely have fallen in love with you.

Do not worry, we have already signed a contract with Hogwarts. Harry patted Ron on the shoulder, Perhaps... just a small spell to assess your character before deciding which house to place you in

You may come in; it is very spacious inside

Harry interrupted him, saying: "As long as I draw the sword, does that mean I am qualified to participate in the trial?"

Hannah Arendt

"I will call out a name, and whoever's name it is will come forward, put on the hat, and wait for their house assignment." Professor McGonagall, holding a long roll of parchment, had a serious expression as she proceeded to read out the first name

"No, you should not say that, Neville," the brown-haired otter bared its teeth at him, "he, he..."

The Wolf School is the most disciplined of the monster hunters, resembling the Griffin School more closely. It emphasizes the use of magical signs, pre-battle preparations, and solid swordsmanship. The Bear School values a strong physique, wearing the thickest armor and enduring the hardest blows, while the Cat School is more akin to assassins, consisting of a group of mentally unstable lunatics who lurk in the shadows and engage in despicable activities

"Oh, no, Mr. Potter, you should say this is a vintage with a long history." The voice of the Sorting Hat echoed in his ear, "I am just a hat, I also want to go to the restroom, but no one helps me"

This is completely different from the savior she had imagined

Porter, is it that Porter?

The wide brim of the hat obscured his vision, accompanied by a strong scent of hair oil

The branch office continued to shout.

"Can you read minds?" Harry raised an eyebrow

Hagrid shook the enormous oil lamp: "First-year students, first-year students! Come over here, oh, Harry, how are you? Come to me."

It truly puts the hat in a difficult position

Harry pressed his lips together, unable to part with the sword—Witchers need their longswords at hand every moment.

"Your mouth is too Slytherin!" the Sorting Hat scolded, "So, do you want to go to Slytherin?"

But if you seek greater achievements, Slytherin or Gryffindor will be your home

Those who are bold yet brainless are placed in Gryffindor, those who love to learn are placed in Ravenclaw, the cunning and sly are placed in Slytherin, and the remaining are placed in Hufflepuff

His attention was elsewhere, for instance... the chaotic breaths underwater, one of which felt exceptionally powerful; and again... the magical aura that had entwined itself around him and every first-year student since they set foot on the path

Professor McGonagall soon returned, leading them into the hall—where the ceiling appeared to be transparent, revealing the celestial phenomena and stars outside

"Only some superficial thoughts." The Sorting Hat spoke innocently, "After all, I am not a dark magical object, and Gryffindor has not granted me the ability to read minds."

Harry waited for a while before Professor McGonagall finally called out his name

It is a good sword

Harry ignored the murmurs and gazes, reached into the hat, felt the hard, cold hilt of the sword, grasped it, and pulled it out.

Navi lowered his head

He does not resemble a savior at all, is he perhaps a bit too thin

"Do hats also have throats?" Harry was somewhat surprised

McGonagall looked up at Dumbledore

Harry's eyes lit up as he drew a flourish with his sword

Let me take a look at you

Oh my, look at his eyes, they are just like my cat's.

A silver sword nearly one meter long emanates a strong magical aura, and the passage of time has left no mark on this treasured blade, which still glimmers with a chilling light

"Is any college really important?" Harry was puzzled, "The skills learned are all the same."

The four houses of Hogwarts ... seem to correspond to four qualities, while the skills learned are treated equally, all taught by the same group of teachers

"The four giants have all done this," the Sorting Hat said with a hint of nostalgia. "They have all left behind their legacies."

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry in surprise—she had thought Harry would become yet another hat embarrassment, after all, the hat seemed to be having a pleasant conversation with him

Slytherin and Gryffindor always seek the spotlight

A boat can accommodate four people: Harry, Ron, and the remaining two are a brown-haired, buck-toothed otter whom they met briefly on the train, and a timid little boy named Neville, who resembles a round-faced Scottish fat hen.

I do not mean to discriminate against Hufflepuff, but you know, or perhaps you do not know, that badgers are quite capable, yet they tend to be a bit too unambitious

Dumbledore leaned forward, his eyes narrowed into a slit, looking at Harry with profound significance

The branch's hat fell silent: "A good question, indeed, about truly obtaining the Gryffindor sword"

and the results of the branch

The Sorting Hat would love to dance on Harry's head: "It's just a metaphor, merely a metaphor. How can you, young sir, be so devoid of humor"

Ron perfunctorily responded: "Hello"

"He who pulls out the sword of Gryffindor shall be the rightful owner of Gryffindor!"