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Chapter 298 The Sorting Hat's Request
"Complete."

Andrew finished processing the last document and stretched with satisfaction.

Professor McGonagall would not return to school until tomorrow, and it was only nine in the morning, so he had plenty of time to continue honing his Legilimency skills.

The next step is to try to get started with the art of brain occlumency through the control of emotions. In theory, I should be able to get started quickly, but I don’t know when I will be able to fully release it.

But it’s already a big profit – I’ve saved who knows how much time.

"Very good, next..."

"Great, you're done!"

The Sorting Hat's voice rang out.

"Yes, I'm done."

Andrew nodded, wondering what unique ideas this school had at the moment - to be honest, a legend had been discontinued for a long time, and it was impossible to take out a book and let it read it now.

"That's great. I didn't want to disturb you these days because you were busy with work," the Sorting Hat was rarely polite, but this made Andrew even more worried.

When you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something.

This hat even sorted Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall. Although it doesn't move around much in normal times, it definitely moves sideways when it does - and, this is a real Gryffindor hat!
"It's not that difficult, but I don't want them to know. Albus is currently reading some Muggle books, and he keeps saying things like he's made such great progress. You know that, right?"

The Sorting Hat spoke some remarkable words in a slightly shrill voice.

Snooping about the headmaster's itinerary - my god, if it were anyone else, they would have to take Veritaserum to ask about his purpose, and it should be approved by the Ministry of Magic.

"I don't care about that at all," Andrew shook his head with unusual determination, "Just tell me what to do, as long as I can do it."

"Well... boring," the hat shook its tip, "that is, I haven't paid attention to Muggle poetry and the like for a long time. After the implementation of the Statute of Secrecy, the school library no longer has those things."

You can see that the Sorting Hat is a little shy - well, writing a new long poem every year requires something fresh to boost inspiration.

It couldn't go out to collect folk songs, so it was normal for it to want to come up with some reference poems after hearing Dumbledore muttering about the development of the Muggle world.

"Okay, I'll buy it as soon as possible, just poetry?"

"Just poetry," the Sorting Hat shook its tip. "Of course, a little opera would be nice too, I like that - and remember to keep it a secret, I don't want Albus or Minerva to know."

"no problem."

But what about those principals on the wall, won’t they speak?

Andrew was very curious, but when he looked at the wall, the principals on the wall all looked like they didn't know what happened - as if they had heard nothing.

...

Andrew was silent for a moment and then figured it out - no one would tell anyone, because there was no first headmaster on the wall, which meant that all the headmasters had been seen by the Sorting Hat and sorted into classes...

"Shh... It's so scary."

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"It's a good thing to return to school early. Well, there's no rush. Let's first, yes, let Potter go to the common room of their college. Ah, your office?"

Professor Binns floated up a little, looked at Sirius, and spoke in a calm tone.

"That's a bit troublesome. You have to apply for it, but I suggest you go to the principal's office and ask directly. After all, it's not that formal. Just verbal agreement will be fine."

"The principal's office?" Sirius breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it wasn't Professor McGonagall's office. "Is Dumbledore on duty now?" "Yes, and you can use the traceless expansion to expand the room again. You should know how to use it. Apply for it together," Professor Binns said while moving a translucent paper on the table. "Here is a list of books. Go to the library and borrow them. You will use them for your studies during this period. That's all. I'll check the magic when you come back later."

As he spoke, he floated away, leaving behind a somewhat nervous Sirius and a carefree Harry.

"Let's go and apply."

Sirius carefully wrapped the list of books and put it away - he didn't know how Professor Binns had come up with this form of thing, which could be considered a medium of communication, but it was too fragile in the hands of wizards and could easily break.

"Fifth year and all advanced classes, Sirius!"

Harry listened with a bit of admiration - his History of Magic had always been on the edge of passing, and although he had no idea how impressive this was, it did sound different.

"It's basically confirmed, but I still plan to use the same textbook as before. I'll go over and discuss it this time. There's no doubt that Professor Binns's choice will be fine."

Sirius nodded and pulled Harry towards the headmaster's office - although he could sleep in the office and Harry could sleep in the common room, it wouldn't feel like home.

"This way, Harry."

Sirius said the password (lemon ice cream) and called Harry over. "That's strange. This doesn't seem to be the candy from Hogsmeade. Is it a new flavor?"

But the statue did open, the doorbell rang, and voices came from inside.

"Please come in."

"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore, I'm back to school early...ah? Andrew?"

Sirius was stunned, but he remained calm.

He should have paid enough, yes, and didn't Ghost say that Taylor was unusually well-behaved?

"It's me. I'm back from school to work overtime during the holidays."

Andrew made himself look more stable, not like he was discussing strange questions with the Sorting Hat in the office.

"I'm back to school to work overtime during the holidays...Aren't you doing odd jobs in Professor McGonagall's office?"

Sirius finally noticed something important - how can a handyman get promoted? Professor McGonagall's assistant became Dumbledore's office assistant?
Isn't this a case of a promotion in name only and a demotion in reality?

But in order to break the slightly awkward situation, Andrew took the initiative to ask.

"Is there anything you need from Professor Dumbledore? Sorry, the headmaster doesn't seem to be here. If it's a demand document, I can handle it, but the portion can't be too large."

Sirius suspected that his communication with the wizarding world during the holidays might have gone a little awry - this wasn't a promotion, this was Professor McGonagall finally kicking Dumbledore out of the school!

Although the professors had been joking about this in private, when the day really came, he still found it a little hard to accept.

"Well, I plan to set up a small room in the office for Harry to live in, so I applied for permission to modify it."

"But there is no suitable traceless expansion spell caster now, the prefects are on vacation, and I have basically not mastered it. You need to do it yourself, Professor Black."

He was not familiar with Sirius, so he could only keep teaching. Hagrid was fine - he could just start by calling him professor, otherwise everyone would just call him professor. Think about it, when teachers chat in the office, the content of teacher is as high as 10%...

"No problem, I can do it."

Sirius nodded seriously, "That's it."

(End of this chapter)