Hogwarts in Sharingan

Putting on the Sorting Hat, Ethan smelled a strong smell.

"You haven't had a shower in years!"

The smoke stung Ethan's eyes. Why didn't he notice it when he was sorted? Now that Ethan was focused on the sorting hat, he realized how smelly it was.

"So many little wizards wear them every year, how can they be so clean? Boy, you dislike me and wear it again. Is there anything wrong with it?"

Startled by the sudden voice of the Sorting Hat, Ethan quickly said respectfully: "Brother Sorting Hat, do you know anyone named Gryffindor?"

"As you said, how can I not know him? The famous Gryffindor, handsome and powerful, has charmed thousands of girls. If it weren't for... no, why would you ask him?"

Why does the Sorting Hat feel uncomfortable when he mentions Gryffindor? There is a strong flavor of narcissism in his words.

"No, why do you say no? No, the point is not that no, but that you are not Gryffindor, right?"

"How could a person from Gryffindor thousands of years ago be me, a dirty and smelly Sorting Hat?"

Did you guess wrong?

But this is where the Sword of Gryffindor fell out. Harry said it hurt a lot, which meant it was quite big inside. How could a long object be put in and out?

Why is this so wrong...

"Sir, are you really not a Gryffindor?

Or did he leave any tasks for you, such as giving something to a more handsome heir with stronger magic power who can charm more girls? "

"No, who are you trying to hook up with? There is absolutely no empty-headed student like you in Hogwarts!"

Ethan was anxious and didn't want to keep it a secret, so he just showed his cards.

"You have to believe me, I am his heir!"

"Fuck, it turns out it's you! I've been waiting for you for nearly a thousand years!

I asked why some students had a blank mind four years ago. I was suspicious at that time. It turns out it was really you! "

A look of joy appeared on his face, it turned out that the Sorting Hat was really Gryffindor's will.

But Ethan also complained a little bit about him. He obviously wore it when he was sorted, so why didn't he tell it earlier? If he had told it earlier, he would have been wearing the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan last year. Why would he have been worried for so long? !

"No, why didn't you tell me earlier? Didn't I wear a hat four years ago?"

"What the heck, you were empty-headed and had nothing at the beginning. How could I know whether you were a human or a ghost?"

"You can ask!"

"Didn't I leak it if I asked? It's all your fault. Is there some dirty secret in protecting your brain so tightly?"

Ethan didn't want to hold anyone responsible. It wasn't too late anyway, he would be satisfied if he could find the Gryffindor Chamber of Secrets.

"If I knew it was you, I would have shown off my cards long ago. In order to keep it secret, I was so worried that I didn't even have a good night's sleep."

"Okay, then I won't talk nonsense and accept my inheritance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a still huge amount of magic power was poured into his mind, but Ethan was already used to it and allowed this warm magic power to fill his body.

I don't know if he got used to it or if Gryffindor did it on purpose, but Ethan felt that this magic was very gentle, like warm water flowing in, making him feel comfortable all over.

The active magic power caused the body to touch, the blood flow accelerated, and the complexion became rosy. The expression on the face was no longer the pain as before, but a look of satisfied excitement.

The Sharingan is once again filled with magic power. Originally, the Mangekyo Sharingan was like a car with a full tank of gas, getting weaker and weaker with more use. But now it is equipped with a nuclear power plant. Even if you drive the Susanoo and lift it high every day, it can still function. Get hard!

From now on I am no longer a fast shooter!

The magic power was instilled very gently, so it lasted longer. Ethan was so sleepy that half of the magic power was still there.

Anyway, it was in Dumbledore's office. If Hogwarts is the safest place in the wizarding world, then the principal's office is the safest place in Hogwarts, so Ethan sat on the chair peacefully and fell asleep.

……

After a night, when Ethan woke up, he found that the magic infusion had been completed, and the Sharingan was even more powerful. However, the Eternal Mangekyo did not bring more abilities, but he was satisfied with the fact that he would not go blind.

The hat he was originally wearing also fell to the ground as his head tilted. Ethan quickly picked up the great hero and carefully patted it clean of the unknown dust.

After putting it on again, Gryffindor's heroic voice rang out.

"You're awake. You're in good health. You can withstand my huge magic power."

Unexpectedly, Gryffindor's consciousness was still there. The previous three founders would disappear after transmitting their magic power. Out of curiosity, Ethan asked directly.

"Why are your memories still there?"

"Because I have to be responsible for the sorting," Gryffindor's voice lowered, "There can't be no one watching Hogwarts."

Well, the emotional intelligence is offline again, and I actually asked this kind of question.

But Gryffindor is not a sad person. After a while, his voice became firm again.

"Boy Ethan, you should also pay more attention. After accepting the inheritance from all of us, your opponent has almost accumulated strength, and now you have to rely on yourself."

"That's okay," Ethan waved his hand and said in a relaxed tone, "I am very strong now. I dare to fight even that old man Dumbledore..."

"Crench."

The door to the principal's office was opened, and Dumbledore appeared at the door with a black streak on his head.

Ethan quickly threw down the sorting hat under Gryffindor's teasing and stood up seriously.

"The most respected and powerful principal of Hogwarts, you are finally back." He rubbed his hands and said respectfully.

Probably getting used to Ethan's skin, Dumbledore slowly walked into his office and looked at the Sorting Hat thrown on the ground.

"How will you be here?"

Seeing that Dumbledore was no longer paying attention, Ethan immediately returned to his normal self and sat back down on the chair with a carefree attitude.

"That happened yesterday," Ethan picked up the Sorting Hat and put it on the table. "Yesterday I discovered that the Sorting Hat was Gryffindor's will, so I came in and tested it, and sure enough! I got Gryffindor's inheritance. .

But your password is too narcissistic. It turned out to be your own name. It took me a whole day to guess it. "

"That is indeed unexpected," Dumbledore glanced at the Sorting Hat, "but most people will call the master's name when they see the door closed. You haven't said my name all day, right?"

Ahem, Ethan recalled yesterday, and it seemed that he had been calling Dumbledore by his less polite nickname, which was the name he called out in desperation.

"Stop talking about this," Ethan quickly changed the subject, "Where did you go yesterday? Leaving such a big mess like the school, isn't it just fishing, right?"

Dumbledore did not speak, but threw a ring stained with rich black magic from a tightly wrapped bag.

"I'm looking for this."