Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

Before the Sorting Hat even touched his hair, it had already sorted him into a Slytherin! And then came another round of applause and cheers.

Wumu: It's exactly the same! The details are exactly the same as in the movie! I haven't even touched his hair yet!

"Harry Potter."

"Wh...what? Harry Potter? Is it my brother's turn?" Wu Mu was thinking when he suddenly heard a name that made him sensitive.

Her voice was slightly loud, causing everyone around her, including all the professors in front of her, to look at her.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, hehe...hehehe." She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the professors were no longer looking at her.

Wamu: Good heavens! Wamu Porter! What are you doing?!

"Gryffindor!" the Sorting Hat shouted.

"Ah! Ah! What?!" Wu Mu was startled by the shout.

The professor holding the Sorting Hat looked at her and said, "I suppose you, Miss Potter, can remain focused in such a grand setting."

"I'm really sorry, I'm feeling a little unwell right now, uh hehe." Wu Mu glanced sideways at the professor on the far left, who was still staring at him intently.

"Then, next one..."

"Oh! Merlin's beard, Awmu Porter! What are you doing! Stop getting distracted, we're in the Sorting Ceremony right now!" Awmu muttered under his breath, lifting his sleeve and pinching his arm hard.

She tried to clear her head this way, and when she lowered her hand, a light red bruise with a purplish tinge appeared on her arm.

It was only visible for less than a second before being covered by the sleeves of the robe.

Although it was just a small, inconspicuous gesture, it was still noticed by the professor who had been watching her. He frowned, then lowered his head and stopped looking at her.

"The last one, Amu Porter."

“Okay, Wumu, don’t be nervous. Since your brother is in Gryffindor, you must be in Gryffindor too, right?” Wumu put his legs together, but his sitting posture looked a little playful.

The professor placed the sorting cap on her head.

Hagrid and Professor Dumbledore both looked at her expectantly. Upon hearing Miss Potter's name, the professor, who had just been staring at her, couldn't resist looking up at her again.

"Wow! You're hard to describe. You're lively, cheerful, generous, optimistic, good at making friends, loyal, reliable, and have the safety of countless people on your mind. You're a perfect match for Hufflepuff."

"You are very clever and quick-witted, love reading, and are passionate about learning magic. You will definitely become a great wizard in the future, and Ravenclaw would be the perfect place for you."

"But you are also exceptionally brave, you will definitely be on the side of justice, honest and trustworthy, generous and poised, and very diligent, except... when you are memorizing, but that doesn't matter. Gryffindor may be your home for life."

"But you also value honor, want to win in many things, have a clear conscience, and are willing to risk everything for the people who are important to you. You also love adventure and are very ambitious. Slytherin is a good fit for you."

"Okay! I admit, you're the most difficult student I've ever encountered."

The Sorting Hat launched into a long speech without pausing.

"So, child, tell me which house you prefer!" The Sorting Hat seemed genuinely unable to tell the difference.

“How about… I go with my brother and Hermione? But I’m also thinking about going to Slytherin, what do you think?” Although Wu Mu really wanted to go with her brother, she didn’t know why she also wanted to go to Slytherin.

"Hmm...you have some incredible memories in your head, a passion for your friends, emm...okay! Then...Gryffindor!" The Sorting Hat finally made its decision after reading her memories.

"Snap, snap, snap! Snap, snap, snap!"

"Wow! Wow!" More enthusiastic applause and loud cheers erupted.

The professor took off her hat, but Wu Mu didn't leave immediately. She said to the professor in front of her, "Hi! Professor, I'm sorry to have disturbed you just now."

"It's alright, child." The professor felt relieved after hearing her apology.

"So...can we be friends?" Wu Mu is still Wu Mu; making friends is what she loves most.

"Oh ho ho, sure, of course, Iamu Porter." The professor was amused by such a sociable child.

"May I ask what your name is...?" Wu Mu scratched the back of his head.

“Minerva McGonagall.” Professor McGonagall looked at her with a kind expression.

"Okay, Professor McGonagall, bye-bye!" She waved to McGonagall, then ran to her house table and sat down opposite Hermione, next to Harry.