Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 77 Still Slytherin
"Um!?"

On the seat, Draco's originally calm expression instantly became stiff.

His eyes widened, and he almost stood up and threw his hat on the ground.

Fortunately, the conversation of the Sorting Hat will not be heard by others until the name is pronounced.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes couldn't help turning up, he looked at the sorting hat on his head in disbelief, and at the same time asked in his mind
"are you joking?!"

The Sorting Hat was taken aback by this sudden questioning, its expression was puzzled at first, and then a little helpless, and explained softly

"Actually, as a Malfoy, this is really strange..." He paused, as if he wanted to confirm it carefully.

Then went on to say
"But it's true - I think Ravenclaw would be a better fit for you than Slytherin. I can sense your pursuit of knowledge and wisdom, and there is no doubt that if you do go to Ravenclaw Crowe, your talent will be thoroughly developed, and there is the best stage for you to display it freely."

"You're talking nonsense!!"

The corners of Draco's eyes twitched, his hands involuntarily grabbed the edge of the stool, and the expression on his face gradually revealed a bit of anger.

"What happened to Draco?"

Gore held the big book in his hand, looked at Crabbe with some doubts, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know... maybe there's something wrong with the Sorting Hat?" Crabbe responded with some hesitation in his tone.

Anyway, from the beginning to the end, the two of them never considered the possibility of Draco being sent to another academy!
Because he is Malfoy!For generations, the Malfoy family has always been graduates of Slytherin College. From ancient times to the present, this has almost become an irreversible tradition. It seems that in people's impression, this is not worth thinking about at all, but As it should be!

Harry frowned slightly, looking at Draco whose expression changed, there was a bit of worry in his eyes.

He looked at Ron beside him, and asked in a low voice
"What's wrong with Draco?"

Ron shrugged, and looked at Harry with an expression of "I've just arrived, so I don't know so many things".

But after thinking about it, he still gave his own analysis.

"Perhaps... the Sorting Hat thinks that he is neither courageous nor smart, nor hardworking nor ambitious..."

As he spoke, Ron couldn't help but smile again.

"So... it's going to kick Draco out!"

Speaking of this, it seems that even he himself believed it, and his eyes gradually lit up.

"..." Harry didn't speak, and couldn't help giving him a big roll of the eyes to express his speechless emotions.

He has already seen through it. This friend of his is really unreliable.

"…………"

On the professor's seat, Charlie raised his eyebrows. Subconsciously leaning on the table with his arm, he rubbed the ring on his finger while looking at Della, who was facing away from him, but could still feel his uneasy mood at the moment. division.

Vaguely, he seemed to understand something.

Subconsciously, he turned to look at Professor Flitwick beside him.

Flitwick stroked his beard. A wise man like him would naturally be no more confused than Charlie. He squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the scene in front of him, as if he was watching something interesting.

Seeing Charlie looking at him, he couldn't help smiling, and whispered:

"It's weird... isn't it?"

Charlie opened his mouth, his eyes were a bit hesitant, but finally turned into a smile, he nodded in agreement, and said

"It's... really incredible."

However, in his heart, an earth-shattering shock had already occurred.

Is it possible that I really want to get Draco to Ravenclaw? !
Thinking of this, the expression on Charlie's face also changed from a smile to a somewhat complicated one.

Turning his head back again, he continued to look at Draco's back, feeling a sense of anticipation in his heart for a moment.

...........................

"I don't care!!!" Draco gritted his teeth and roared loudly at the Sorting Hat in his heart.

"Oh... calm down, lad."

The expression of the Sorting Hat gradually revealed a bit of trouble and a human headache.

During this short two or three minutes of silence from the outside world, he has tried several ways to persuade the child under him, telling him how suitable Ravenclaw is for him. .

However, he really didn't expect that this kid from the Malfoy family could be so stubborn-no matter what he said, he just wouldn't let it go.

to be honest.

The sorting hat can't help thinking
I have been in this line of work for so many years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a strong little wizard.

There was no other way, and finally, after going through a lot of pain and struggle, the Sorting Hat finally sighed.

There was a bit of fatigue in his tone, and he softened a lot.

"Okay...okay..." The tip of the sorting hat drooped a little, which undoubtedly did not represent some kind of compromise at the moment.

"I could send you to Slytherin...but" the Sorting Hat continued
"I want to know, what is your reason for wanting to be there?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Draco to answer his question, he thought of a reason for himself, and then asked
"It's because of your family, the glory of your Malfoy family or something?"

"Because my uncle—"

Malfoy's tone became firm again, he held his head up, his hands that had subconsciously grasped the edge of the chair also let go, and calmly folded them on his thighs.

"What, what!?"

A surprised expression appeared on the face of the Sorting Hat. He had actually thought of countless reasons why he had to go to Slytherin for the other party. Just go down the steps.

But this reason is that it is true and did not expect.

After a short moment of astonishment, he couldn't help but aroused great curiosity about this child.

"Your uncle, why? Because he wants you to go to Slytherin?"

"No"

Draco's eyes widened, and the firmness in his eyes was hardly something a child of this age possessed.

"Because he graduated from Slytherin - I hope that I can follow in his footsteps, retrace the path he walked, and finally become a person like him."

"..." The Sorting Hat was silent for a moment.

"That's interesting... what's your name, Draco? I think I remember the name."

"Okay...as you wish."

"Draco Malfoy, he's going to—Slytherin!!!!!!"

(End of this chapter)