Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 23 The Borrower, Mr. Filch

Harry smiled gently and moved forward slowly. Facing so many people, he was a little nervous.

But he cannot lose his composure. If he can't even handle this kind of situation, how can he fight in dimensional wars in the future?

The Supreme Sorcerer hopes that he can subdue the demons of all dimensions!

Under everyone's gaze, Harry put on the dirty Sorting Hat.

As soon as he put it on, he felt a force coming out of the hat, trying to read his mind and memory.

Only then did Harry understand why the Sorting Hat could accurately place young wizards in the most suitable academy. It turned out that it could read minds and memories and peek into a young wizard's true appearance.

Perhaps even the little wizard himself doesn't understand him better than the Sorting Hat.

The Sorting Hat is imbued with a spell similar to Legilimency!

Harry naturally would not allow the Sorting Hat to read his memory, so he immediately put a layer of protection in his mind, which included Occlumency and mental shield magic.

He sealed the memories of the other world, and sealed the abilities that could not be exposed temporarily, such as borrowing, and opened up the rest of the unimportant memories.

Of course, the Sorting Hat didn't know that it could only see what Harry wanted it to see. After just obtaining some of Harry's information, it exclaimed loudly:

“Oh, what an incredible talent, a talent that would amaze even the hats!

Well~ it's very difficult, too difficult. I can see that you are very courageous and not afraid of facing any difficulties. You also have extraordinary talents and a good heart.

You are suitable for every college. Oh, you are worthy of being our savior, an almost omnipotent little wizard.

Maybe you should go to Slytherin. Slytherin can help you achieve greatness, no doubt about it...

But Gryffindor is also suitable. You can definitely become the next Dumbledore, and there is a high probability that you will surpass him...

No, no, no, you're also studious. Perhaps Ravenclaw can bring us a scholar who can bring about changes in the wizarding world...

Oh, that's too difficult, it's too difficult for the hat, how about letting you choose it yourself?"

The entire Great Hall fell silent, awaiting Harry's response.

Every college is looking forward to Harry's arrival, and every little wizard wants to make friends with the savior, even the little wizards in Slytherin are no exception.

Of course, there was also a little wizard who was silently praying that Harry would not be sorted into Slytherin. Poor Mr. Malfoy was terrified at this time.

If Harry was sorted into Slytherin, he would have to face Harry every day, and maybe one day he would not be able to wake up from his sleep.

That golden blade is no toy!
Harry was silent for a moment, then made a decision immediately.

For him, it made no difference which academy he joined.

Now that Hermione and Neville, who admires him very much, have been sorted into Gryffindor, Gryffindor is undoubtedly the best choice.

Besides, Dumbledore was also from Gryffindor, and the same background might win some favor from the greatest wizard of our time.

Harry gave his own answer: "Gryffindor then."

When Harry gave the answer, the Sorting Hat nodded: "That really suits you. In that case, then... Gryffindor!"

When the Sorting Hat loudly announced Harry's sorting result, the whole audience cheered louder than ever before.

Even though the other three academies were somewhat disappointed, they still applauded and cheered for the savior. The little lions stood up and couldn't stop jumping and shouting:
"We have Potter! We have Potter!" Harry took off his hat, walked to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Hermione. The prefect Percy walked over quickly and shook hands with him tightly, as if he was a leader who came to inspect.

Noticing this scene, Harry's eyes were filled with ripples. It seemed that Ron's brother was a person who loved power.

There's nothing wrong with that, Harry likes people like that, and if Percy works hard enough, maybe he can become the Minister of Magic in the future.

After dealing with these little wizards, Harry looked towards the head guest seat on the podium. Hagrid was sitting closest to him and gave him a thumbs up.

Harry gave him a bright smile in return.

He looked towards the center of the podium. The greasy-haired professor's eyes were full of malice. Harry continued to smile at him and ignored him, letting the greasy old bat be angry on his own.

After casting an increasingly kind look at Quirrell, Harry saw Dumbledore. The kind old wizard picked up a gold and jeweled wine glass and raised it slightly to signal him.

Harry felt that he should make a good impression on Dumbledore.

After Harry, there were only three people left.

Lisa Dupin became a new Ravenclaw, and soon after, it was Ron's turn.

Ron looked even more nervous than Hermione, his face turning blue and his whole body shaking as if he were ill.

The Sorting Hat shook its head. "Hah, another Weasley! I know where to put you. I know... Gryffindor!"

At this point, the four little wizards who were on the same boat were assigned to the same academy. It must be said that this was a kind of fate.

The applause for Ron was obviously not as loud as that for Harry, and even his brother Percy paid more attention to Harry.

Perhaps Percy felt that being the Savior's friend would give him more power?
Harry, Hermione and Neville all applauded Ron, and Harry cheered loudly; he knew how to cheer up the little wizard.

The last new student was Blaise Sabine, who was sorted into Slytherin.

All the young wizards were sorted, and Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment and left with the dirty Sorting Hat.

At this time Dumbledore stood up, and Harry realized that he was very tall, about 1.9 meters.

He also noticed that there were many traces of healing wounds on Dumbledore's body, which were all left by magic. It seemed that this kind old wizard was also a restless person when he was young.

Perhaps, like the Sorcerer Supreme, the title of greatest may be earned.

Albus Dumbledore looked at the young wizards with a smile on his face and stretched out his arms to them, as if hugging everyone.

His voice was steady, powerful, slightly hoarse, and rhythmic:

"Welcome, everyone, to Hogwarts to start the new school year!
Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words, first of all a few points of attention.

Attention first-year students, our school prohibits any students from entering the Dark Forest, it is a forbidden forest!
In addition, our administrator, Mr. Filch, asked me to remind you that the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor is also a restricted area!

If you don't want to die miserably, don't go!"

Dumbledore's voice was stern, but Harry's attention was now focused on Mr. Filch.

He looked at the middle-aged man curiously and found that he was actually a dud!
Steady!

Mr. Filch is the perfect new lender!

(End of this chapter)