I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

"You can go out for a walk if you have time..." Hermione looked at Dumbledore and then at the Sorting Hat.

Unexpectedly, the Sorting Hat became even angrier when he said this. It turned around and glared at Harry, "What's the point of going out? Last time, the Sorting Hat was taken out by that stupid bird to help Harry Potter deal with the snake demon. What did he do to me? He took out such a long sword from my hat... Where is my dignity? What will they say behind my back?! They want to ask me where I usually hide my sword. ...How do I answer this?"

Looking at the Sorting Hat with an angry grin on his face, the teachers and students present secretly suppressed their laughter and tried hard not to show joy on their faces.

"Okay, okay. We asked you to appear this time for a very difficult thing. I guess you are the only one in the entire Hogwarts who can complete this difficult task." Dumbledore said cheerfully, holding the wand to determine whether it was free. Tell the Sorting Hat about your will.

"Hmm...but that's not my job." The Sorting Hat looked embarrassed.

"A cup of butterbeer and three chocolate cauldrons!" Dumbledore stretched out his left hand to sign three, and then extended his right hand to sign one.

"It's all about the school, so why be so polite," the Sorting Hat grinned, "I also want a glass of firewhiskey, a big one, with licorice!"

"Deal!" Dumbledore smiled.

After the deal was concluded, the Sorting Hat looked around at everyone and shouted, "Why don't you quickly put this Hat on the table?"

The three Harrys were busy holding the Sorting Hat and placing it on the elder wand. As soon as they put it on, the Sorting Hat shouted, "Yes, I am familiar with this feeling. This is the new transfer student Zhang Chun."

Professor Moody was surprised and said to the Sorting Hat, "Are you saying that this wand really has a will of its own - that it is alive? Are you mistaken?"

The Sorting Hat was unhappy, "How could I be wrong?! This Hat has never been wrong in 1000 years. I still remember when you first came to Hogwarts and saw that little girl with blue eyes sorted into Ravenclaw." , you were too shy to go to Ravenclaw, I was..."

Professor Moody quickly waved his hand, "I believe it, I believe it! Stop talking."

"But this wand doesn't have any vitality characteristics? And you said it is Zhang Chun, but isn't Zhang Chun standing here fine?" Dumbledore continued to ask, twirling his thumbs on both hands.

"Well... let me feel it again," the Sorting Hat sat on the wand and moved his butt (brim), looking at the ceiling while deepening the feeling. "It is both vulgar, cowardly, brainless, and full of bad intentions - Ben I’m sure it’s Zhang Chun himself!”

Everyone turned to look at Zhang Chun...

Zhang Chun's face was covered with black lines.

"Haha... By the way, Professor, you see your Sorting Hat is covered with dust. Let me help you clean it up." Zhang Chun said and grabbed the Sorting Hat.

The Sorting Hat escaped from his hands with a whoosh and returned to the cabinet. He said proudly, "This is my territory, haha ​​- that wand is pretending to be dead. It is a clone of Zhang Chun's soul. If you want to It stops pretending to be asleep, Zhang Chun himself will find a solution!"

Everyone focused their attention on Zhang Chun's face again.

Zhang Chun was very embarrassed and said to himself that now that the Sorting Hat's words were all over, there was no need to think about how to make things right. Let's just settle the wand issue first.

He thought if he were a magic wand, what would he do in this situation?

It didn’t take long for me to think of a solution that suited “me” very well.

Well, I'm not afraid of further embarrassment.

Zhang Chun took out a wad of money from his robe pocket - it was the fifth set of [-] yuan awarded by the system yesterday - and placed it in front of the elder wand with a snap.

"Wand, wand, if you can touch Professor Moody's wand to the ground, I will promise you two conditions. First, I will no longer restrict your freedom. You are not my personal property. You can go wherever you want. Where; secondly, if I have any good things in the future, such as money or food, I can give them to you, as long as you obey."

After Zhang Chun finished speaking, he saw that the wand was still moving, sighed and raised three fingers, "I swear, the above words are all sincere. If I regret it, I will be a puppy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder wand sat up suddenly (the top was bent and stood upright). He looked at the pile of RMB on the left, then at Professor Moody's wand, stood up (standing upright on the table) and faced Zhang Chun heavily. nodded.

Harry and others saw that the wand was really alive and agreed to Zhang Chun's conditions. They were all smiling and their eyes widened with excitement.

I saw the wand bouncing into Professor Moody's hot chocolate cup next to me, and with a pop, the head got into it. After a while, the cup of hot chocolate was missing half a cup!

Then, the wand straightened up, letting the chocolate fall all over his body, and bounced back to Moody's wand...

"Huh? Brother Chun, I think he looks wet all over, just like you were at the wand shop that day..." Ron yelled ignorantly.

Zhang Chun covered his face and said nothing.

If he could absorb his negative emotions, he could save at least more than 1000 in the short period of time in Dumbledore's office.

I saw the elder wand twisting itself into a counter-curve, and then with a bang, Professor Moody's wand flew away...

With a "clang", Moody's wand shattered the stained glass on the window and flew outside.

"Oh my God! My wand." Professor Moody was so frightened that his magic eye popped out. He stood up and rushed out of Dumbledore's office to find the wand downstairs.

(Negative sentiment score from Moody’s +999!)

……

In the following time, Dumbledore learned in detail about Zhang Chun and the others' unintentional discovery of "black magic", and praised their "high sense of responsibility and vigilance", and then comforted the lonely Professor Moody. He also encouraged him to continue to investigate and search for the [Black Corpse Fog] that occurred in the Forbidden Forest, and promised that he would take time to personally investigate the matter, and the matter came to an end.

Watching Harry, the three of them, and the elder wand in hand walking down the stone stairs and disappearing around the corner, Dumbledore turned to Professor Moody and said, "He is really so special... just like the rumors. It seems that he is so special." Maybe we can really unravel the mysteries that have shrouded the magical world for thousands of years..."

Professor Moody nodded, "I'm very optimistic about him. I just don't know when he will truly awaken."

"There's no rush..." Dumbledore looked out the window through the gap in the glass smashed open by Professor Moody's wand, and said with a smile, "Late autumn will come soon, and the Triwizard Tournament will begin soon."

Professor Moody sighed, "I hope there won't be any trouble. That kid just now seemed to know about the attack on me... Fortunately, you arrived in time."

Dumbledore turned his head and said, "The sooner you find the person who attacked you, the better."

At this time, the Sorting Hat on the top of the cabinet said sleepily, "Little Albus, remember to prepare your Firewhiskey, I'm going to sleep for a while... When the Triwizard Tournament begins, I'm going to watch The whiskey and chocolate cauldrons are on the table!”

Dumbledore smiled and saluted the Sorting Hat, "This is my honor."