Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 53 The Sorting Hat: I Didn't Lie (Please read on~)

Harry didn't wear the Sorting Hat, and couldn't use the Witcher tricks.

That was so recognizable.

He flicked his wand.

The tables and chairs twisted and turned into thorns, lying in front of him, but they failed to block him. A few blasting spells opened and blasted it to pieces.

Just for a moment, but enough.

Harry cast another spell.

"Misty clouds!"

Thick mist gushed out and mixed with the smoke and dust of the explosion spell, covering his body and covering the area around the door.

"He wants to escape!" one person exclaimed.

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the lounge was opened, and Harry fled out.

The little snakes followed and ran out.

Leaving the range of clouds and mist, their vision was unobstructed, and they saw the figure slipping into the bathroom in the underground corridor.

They followed in, and it was empty.

Be careful and cautious, several little snakes opened the compartment door one by one, from the outermost to the innermost, there are [-] compartments in total, only a few panicked, were forced to open the compartment door, before they had time to put on their pants, And the first and second grade freshmen who seemed ashamed.

The guy disguised as Graham was nowhere to be seen.

"It's the Disillusionment Curse!" a Slytherin said, raising his wand, "The spell stops!"

The others followed suit, chanting the same spell.

More than a dozen spells are superimposed immediately.

The powerful and majestic magic power swept away and spread in all directions.

No one showed up.

The faces of the little snakes were ashen, and they gritted their teeth bitterly.

What about people?

Why is it gone?
The little wizard who yelled "Curse Listop" the fastest frowned: "Go and tell Professor Snape, we will definitely find him!"

Harry put on the invisibility cloak a long time ago, and slipped through the gap between them. After waiting for more than half an hour, the effect of the Polyjuice Potion faded. He restored the cloak to its original state, and walked back calmly.

The Gryffindor common room was buzzing.

The lower grades and the upper grades all got together, quarreling and discussing non-stop.

"Harry, Professor McGonagall came over just now and took away a group of people." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Harry, "It is said that someone broke into the Slytherin lounge and was found, I thought... "

"How did you get discovered?" Ron lowered his voice, but couldn't hide his surprise, "That's Polyjuice Potion."

Harry didn't speak, just waved his hand.

Take Hermione and Ron to their bedroom.

Neville and none of them were there, still in the common room, discussing the hero who had dared to force his way into the Slytherin common room... oh no, the "outlaw".

"Shouldn't our Mr. Hat explain it?" Harry looked at the Sorting Hat on the bed, cast a restraining spell, and locked the bedroom door.

The Sorting Hat is tipped askew.

"There is no portrait of Slytherin." Harry said softly, his tone seemed a little dangerous, "Who would have thought that the symbol of Hogwarts, the holy relic of Gryffindor, would lie about such a thing."

"Harry, I didn't lie to you." The Sorting Hat shook, "There is indeed a portrait of Slytherin in the Slytherin common room."

"The trials of Gryffindor are written in the castle contract."

"If the portrait is taken away, destroyed, or deliberately hidden, I can sense it—I am the most important part of the trial."

Saying so, it paused.

"It's in the Slytherin common room, aboveboard, for every Slytherin student to see."

Hermione frowned.

From Harry's words, it was not difficult for her to analyze how Harry revealed his identity.

The Slytherin students didn't think there was a portrait of Slytherin in the common room, so Harry was caught as Snape and was spotted right away.

Can…

The Sorting Hat is so swearing.

Also said that every Slytherin can see the portrait of the ancient, legendary founder.

So contradictory.

Harry poked it with his wand: "You are more than 1000 years old. Compared with the brains of the Slytherins, I doubt that there is something wrong with you."

"I didn't!" The Sorting Hat was so angry that it wanted to pounce on him and bite him. "Hogwarts and I are one. If the castle is still there, I can't damage it."

"I can assure you."

"I promise you in the name of Gryffindor and Hogwarts—"

"Trials are absolutely fine."

As it said that, it sneered: "This is Gryffindor's trial, not the kind of little joke Dumbledore made with you last year."

"For more than 1000 years, there will always be some geniuses who can pull out the sword of Gryffindor when they are still students like you, and they are qualified to conduct trials..."

"But none of them succeeded."

"The successor of Gryffindor must be better than Gryffindor, my dear Harry."

Harry was expressionless: "Slytherins can see it, but they just can't recognize that it's a portrait of Slytherin."

"So the first step in Slytherin is to put bezoars in your head?"

The Sorting Hat shook its head and stopped talking.

"It seems that we have to continue to live in the library and look for information about that Slytherin." Harry put down his wand, "Maybe we should also look for Gryffindor to see if he is the same as Dumbledore, Old age is stuffed with bezoars into the brain."

Ron's brain crashed.

He was still analyzing the words of the Sorting Hat.

What "something that can be seen and can't be seen".

It's complicated enough.

Harry canceled the spell, and just opened the door, there were Seamus and Neville standing at the door.

"Look, I told you that Granger is in there too." Seamus winked at Neville, making the little fat man blush.

"Wait!" Seamus immediately saw Ron who came a step later, "Ron, why are you in there?"

Ron looked back at his bed.

This…

It seems to be his dormitory too, why am I so surprised that I am also in this matter.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Come here to call you to celebrate." Seamus replied, "Someone, suspected to be Gryffindor, broke into the Slytherin lounge, Weasley and the others brought a batch of wine."

"And some cakes." Neville added, "a whole roast lamb, I don't know how they got it."

Professor McGonagall arrested almost all the outstanding students in the sixth and seventh grades, and some fifth graders, and interrogated them carefully several times. Snape almost couldn't resist using Veritaserum.

Such a shame!

Someone broke into the common room and let that person escape!

It made the old Batman, who was the head of Slytherin, wish he could cast a Fierce Fire Curse and flatten the Gryffindor common room.

But no matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't find the culprit who broke into the Slytherin lounge.

The little lions are also guessing.

There are not many people who are good at transfiguration and disillusionment spells, who meet such harsh conditions.

I don't know if it's because he's hiding it deeply and doesn't want to reveal his identity, or...in fact, it wasn't Gryffindor who broke into the Slytherin lounge.

But it is not important.

Whatever the result, it didn't affect the cubs' celebration.

Harry wasn't in the mood to drink, he only got a few people drunk, and then he ended up sloppy, watching the Weasley brothers grab Percy, use the Transfiguration Charm to conjure him into swan wings, and dance awkwardly but cheerfully there.

weekend.

The three of them took root in the library, looking for information about "Salazar Slytherin". As one of the most famous wizards in Great Britain, his information is not difficult to find.

"Parseltongue?" Harry froze when he turned to the first line of text, "Is it a very rare ability to talk to snakes?"

"Of course!" Ron nodded, "Not everyone can do it, only descendants of Slytherin can..."

"Me too," Harry said slowly, his face heavy.

He had long since discovered that he could talk to snakes without taking any potions.

It's one of the signs he's considered extremely talented.

In fact, in that world, in the small circle of demon hunters and warlocks, the name "Snake Whisperer" was often used to refer to him, and many people who didn't understand it might even mistake him for the Viper School.

Are you a descendant of Slytherin?

He didn't think so, he had seen the family tree of the Potter family, and it had nothing to do with Slytherin.

Is it the piece of soul in his own scar that belongs to Voldemort?

This is really bad news.

Ron laughed, a little funny, a little dry: "Harry, this joke is not funny."

"I'm not the Sorting Hat, and I can't make jokes." Harry fingered the words.

Ron's face twisted: "Oh...no..."

"Do Slytherins have Animagus?" Harry quickly looked down.

Hermione also buried herself in the pages.

Ron struggled for a while, and simply put this thing behind him-Harry is so good, with a talent for "Parseltongue", it seems to make sense, even if he is a descendant of Slytherin, but now he is a Greg ryffindor.

more than an hour later.

"I didn't find it." Hermione shook her head.

Ron's face became strange: "I did find a rumor - the big squid in the Black Lake may be Gryffindor."

"No wizard has lived 1000 years." Hermione shook her head.

Harry closed the book and posed a question: "If Slytherins had an Animagus, what animal would it be?"

"snake!"

Without hesitation, Hermione and Ron uttered the same word at the same time.

The image of Slytherin has been equated with a snake.

Hermione quickly realized: "You mean..."

"Maybe what Slytherin left in the common room was not a portrait of himself, but a portrait of his Animagus form?"

　Don't worry, believe me, there will be no problems with the plot, and there will be no big troubles and unimportant plots.

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(End of this chapter)