hogwarts shady

"Stand in line," said Professor McGonagall, "and follow me."

Everyone followed Professor McGonagall obediently, and they re-entered the foyer and entered the auditorium on the right.

The splendid buildings and dreamy domes aroused everyone's amazement. The seniors clapped their hands eagerly to welcome the new blood injected into Hogwarts.

Amid the commotion, Ryan put on the same intoxicated look on his face as the little wizards, while lowering his eyes to calmly collect his thoughts.

He knew that there were at least four people or things proficient in Legilimency in this space now. This was a dangerous situation that Ryan had never faced before.

Fortunately, he had the first-mover advantage in the plot and made some preparations in advance.

Ryan touched his trouser pocket, where he kept his secret notebook.

During the summer vacation, after confirming that there were no Occlumency books on the market, Lane changed his plan.

In order to avoid having too many memories probed by the Sorting Hat, Ryan turned his attention to research on Muggles.

He gained an unexpected gain - through technical means and scientific methodology, Muggles' research on the brain and psychology is not necessarily worse than that of wizards.

In fact, Muggle scientists who have the courage to pursue the truth and essence have already left wizards a long way behind in exploring the secrets of the human brain.

"The human heart is not a book that can be read at will. The thoughts are not engraved in the skull and cannot be drilled into and read. The human heart is a complex and multi-layered thing... People who can read Legilimency can Study other people’s minds and come up with correct interpretations of certain situations.”

Ryan was grateful that he still remembered the description of Legilimency, which gave him a theoretical basis for fighting Legilimency.As long as Legilimency studies not memory but thought, there must be a way to counter it.

After a summer of carefully studying the literature, Lane set his sights on the latest research results in cognitive psychology—the "working memory theory" proposed by Baddeley.

According to Ryan's understanding, memory is like data stored in a hard disk, which cannot be identified without being retrieved; only when people need it, will the memory be retrieved into the "memory" and become an idea or idea, which can be retrieved by one's own Conscious awareness, this is working memory.

If Ryan's guess is correct, Legilimency reads people's working memory, so induction and interpretation are needed.The method of coping is also very clear. Fill your working memory with a large number of irrelevant thoughts, and you can hide your true thoughts.

But this was just a guess, Ryan sighed, and he had to write down the final emergency plan on the parchment - run away.

Ryan thought to himself: Maybe he will break the record for the fastest dropout. Well, dropping out of school at the opening banquet must be the only one in 1000 years.

"Hannah Abbott!"

Ryan's thoughts were brought back by the voice of Professor McGonagall. He saw a rosy-faced girl with twin tails walking out of the queue, which made him feel more at ease than ever before.

The iron-clad Hannah and the flowing baby, thanks to the strong world line, today is still a good day.

"Hufflepuff!" As the Sorting Hat shouted, thunderous applause erupted from the long table on the right.

"Susan Burns!"

Ryan didn't dare to think any more. He lowered his head and slowly muttered in his mind: "Steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tail..."

Slowly, Ryan felt that everything around him became distant. The shouts of Professor McGonagall and the cheers from the other side of the long table were as blurry as if they were separated by a water curtain.

"Justin Finch-Fletchley!"

Ryan felt the boy beside him tremble violently before walking forward.

He smiled unconsciously.

"Hufflepuffs!"

Sure enough, the will of the world cannot be defied, put away your thoughts, put away your thoughts...smoked chicken, white belly, steamed eight-treasure pig...

"Ryan Franklin!"

Ryan's thoughts were stuck for a moment, and countless terrifying thoughts poured out like a flood. It took him a moment to regain the feeling he had just felt.

Braised assorted vegetables, braised goose, braised shrimp...

Ryan sat down on the high chair expressionlessly, and the next moment, a dusty hat covered his sight.

Steamed hashish ants, braised duck kidneys, braised duck strips...

"Ah, I know you," a small voice said in Ryan's ear, "I'm in a dilemma. As a hat, sometimes I can't help myself."

What is he saying?No, bean drum catfish, pot-roasted catfish, turtle-skinned turtle...

"Oh? You seem to like food quite a lot, but it's a pity that Dumbledore has already ordered it." Hat twisted his body and said loudly, "Gee..."

"Wait a minute!" Ryan quickly interrupted.

"Do you have your own ideas?" the voice continued, "Oh, don't scold your principal like that, he doesn't have sores on his head... Hey, why are you thinking about food again... Interesting, you are resisting my photography. Divine mind?"

Steamed chicken, braised chicken, I'm going to Hufflepuff, what's next, braised chicken, braised chicken...

"Hufflepuff?" the hat laughed, "Slytherin is more suitable for you than Hufflepuff. Do you have the qualities of 'hard work' and 'honesty'? You little lazy bitch and little liar." "

What does it know?Ryan was horrified. Could it be that all his assumptions were wrong and he had to run away?

"My own speculation? Oh! Working memory, magical thinking, Muggles are not useless. Then tell me, why do you want to go to Hufflepuff?" The Sorting Hat chuckled, "Or it can end like this, you go Gryffindor?"

Working memory is effective, so how does it know my personality... No, no... Burning apples, stuffing lotus roots...

"It seems you want to go to Gryffindor, then as you wish..."

"Wait a minute," Ryan had to interrupt his thoughts temporarily, "I like Hufflepuff, can't I?"

"Oh... because there are so many Hufflepuffs, the leaves have to hide in the woods to be safe," the hat repeated Ryan's thoughts revealed in his heart, "What are you thinking in your little head?"

Red balls, Hufflepuffs, white balls, Hufflepuffs, Hufflepuffs, Hufflepuffs...

"That's enough! Stop asking me for food names. I'm just a hat and can't eat!"

Red elbow, white elbow, crystal elbow, beeswax elbow...

"Okay, okay, if you insist so much." Hat shouted with some displeasure, "Hufflepuff!"

Ryan immediately took off the sorting hat and handed it to Professor McGonagall, trotted to the Hufflepuff long table and sat down next to Justin.

"As expected, you came to Hufflepuff," Justin laughed and hooked Ryan's shoulder. "The hat burped midway. I thought you were going to Gryffindor."

"Didn't I say that we will enter the same academy?" Ryan forced a smile.

He felt very uncomfortable now, because on the podium, Dumbledore glanced at him with sharp eyes from time to time, like a farmer whose vegetables had been stolen.

It's over, now Dumbledore is completely worried.

Ryan mentally prioritized Occlumency, and he planned to go to the Room of Requirement to try his luck tonight.First, confirm your speculation about "working memory", and second, give yourself some necessary sense of security early on.

Alas, I obviously don’t want to violate school rules.Ryan sighed.

Next, Hermione was sorted into Gryffindor, which made Justin very happy.After several more rounds of sorting, we finally arrived at Harry Potter.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire auditorium was detonated. Everyone craned their necks to look at the thin boy sitting on the chair. Ryan took the opportunity to sneak a glance at the podium with his peripheral vision——

Very good, Dumbledore has been completely attracted by Harry Potter. The savior classmate is as awesome as ever. From now on, you are Harry Shield Potter.

Snape and Quirrell also stared closely at Harry. As expected of Harry Potter, he perfectly shouldered the responsibilities of the protagonist.

"Gryffindor!"

With the shout of the Sorting Hat, the long Gryffindor table erupted into unprecedented cheers. Many students threw their pointed hats into the air to celebrate the great Potter moving into their own house.

"They're crazy," Justin whispered. "I don't see anything magical about that boy that deserves everyone's enthusiasm."

"That's what he deserves, Justin." Ryan withdrew his gaze, "He and his family have saved us. Perhaps, we will have to rely on him to save us again in the future."