《HP The Birth Of Darkness》Chapter 23
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While waiting for my turn, I analyzed the process that the sorting hat uses to select students in their respective houses.
It seems that there is a kind of memory reading or some kind of conversation with the hat internally because the hat sometimes says things like "yes, I understand, what I see is very interesting" and then decides the name of the house to which will remain for the next 7 years
which immediately led me to realize a serious problem, can the hat go into my memory and see my memories?
If the hypothesis I have is true, I can only say that I am quite screwed, the hat will realize that I murdered my uncle Morfin and maybe I can look into my distant memories and realize that I am from another universe
What a headache, as time passes and I see the children sit in the chair my face gets increasingly ugly, I can not think of anything to avoid this situation because all students must wear their hats to be chosen in one of the 4 houses
Among the boys who passed are my boatmates
Mundungus was quite fast, the hat sent him to the Gryffindor house, he seems quite happy, although I'm not sure to what extent he really has the values that house claims to profess because he seems somewhat shy or rather cowardly, I guess time will tell the truth
Filius also passed by and the hat with him took a long time to choose his house, he seemed somewhat uncomfortable in the chair the more time passed, especially when the whispers began throughout the room, I do not know if this is a good or bad thing, but I can imagine that there is a problem with deciding which house to send to
when the waiting seemed eternal the hat said RAVENCLAW
Nimue, the hat sent her to the Gryffindor house, she seemed excited, I think it fits her personality, she seems to be a very confident and quite cheerful girl.
Little by little the number of children by my side is decreasing, I can only sigh and hope that the ability of the hat is not the reading of memories.
my time came, the assistant principal Tori with her list said my name "Alexander Gaunt"
While I was going to the chair there was an uncomfortable silence in the room, very different from what it was 10 seconds ago, I could observe that some people pointed at me and whispered with their companions, I saw some curious looks but above all fear in their faces
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Also, the teachers sitting in their chairs I could feel that some were curious about me and some seemed to feel sorry, especially the assistant principal, when she knew who I was I could see the sadness in her eyes.
I did not think about this anymore because I am about to have a test that can determine my immediate future with the sorting hat
When I sat on the chair the hat started chatting with me, it really is more listening to her nonsense than a conversation
"Hey boy, you are too skinny!
Are you sure you are human and not a skeleton?
You remind me of Neyati III, it is a mummy that I saw many years ago in a coffin "
While the hat was chattering nonsense, Vice Principal Tori put the hat on my head and then he shut up.
After a few moments in silence, I could hear a voice inside my head.
"how weird…"
"I can't go into his memories ..."
"It seems ... an energy ..."
"Something prevents me and it is not occlumency"
"Mhh, I remember seeing it before…. I have a feeling"
"This feeling, this feeling I have already experienced before ..."
While the hat wandered, I listened to it, I have to confess that I feel somewhat happy, for whatever reason I do not know, it cannot read my memories, it seems that luck is finally smiling at me
I decide to keep quiet while the hat thinks, what mattered to me in this situation was the reading of my memories and this seems not to happen, so what happens next with the hat matters little to me
For me the division of houses is not really important, I do not come to participate in silly school conflicts between houses, I come to learn about the magic
After a while, the hat seems to have remembered something
"I already remember, it's the same feeling. That when Godric put me on top of the crazy old man with the golden eyes and I couldn't read his memories, you two are the only ones that I couldn't read his memories to without the use of oclumency. "
"Mhhh, but how strange, I remember that he told me that it was not an ability or a magic, it was something that happened to him accidentally when an experiment failed, in theory, you should not be able to have the same"
"how weird…"
"I am facing a riddle, very interesting boy, it seems that your future will be quite uncertain and surely dangerous, no one who is related to him lives his life calmly"
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"has been like this in the past
It is in the present
It will be in the future "
While listening to the hat talk nonsense, he said some interesting information.
Again someone names that old man with the golden eyes, could it be a coincidence?
I do not believe it
That old man must have some relationship with my father and with the person who took care of me in prison, maybe it is his offspring?
I have to get information out of the hat now that I have a chance to interact with it
"hey you're talking about someone with golden eyes, who is he?" asked
The hat laughed out loud in my mind and said
"The past is in the books
The present in your eyes
The future in your Mind "
"Boy this conversation must end here, do you have a house you want to be in? Otherwise, I'll send you to Slytherin
It seems that the hat does not want to talk about that person, I will have to search the books to find information about this person
"I really don't care which house you send me to, I come to learn magic, not to fight for silly rivalries in the houses"
"hahaha an interesting thought boy, magic is everything, yes, you look like him, say no more, your house will be Slytherin"
"Good luck kid, you'll need it" was the last thing the sorting hat said to me
As I thought about what had just happened on my way to the Slytherin table where I am greeted with applause, although I could notice that some are looking at me with eyes of contempt, it seems that I am not welcomed by some people
As I sit in an empty place the selection of students continues, I can feel an uncomfortable environment with the people sitting next to me
I'm not sure if this is because I was imprisoned in Azkaban for 10 years for murdering someone or if the reason is that I am from the unfortunate Gaunt family, or it could be both together
There was an uncomfortable silence in this part of the table where I was sitting, although this did not matter much to me
But this situation did not take long to change, since they had already finished selecting all the children in their respective homes and the director Dipet got up from his seat and started talking to the students
"I am very happy, today we start a new school semester, I hope everyone can enjoy and learn more about how wonderful and fascinating magic is, take advantage and enjoy these years of your childhood, make friends, experiment with magic, create wonderful memories and study to be great wizards"
After he finished speaking, he made some movements with his hand and something interesting happened, on the empty tables, hundreds of plates appeared with a great variety of food and also glasses with drinks
Interesting magic I must say, I wonder how this will work, did he create the food from scratch or is he just transporting it from somewhere else?
can it transport larger objects or even alive ones?
Also, how he did so that all the food was well-positioned and did not hit any other or was outside the plate
It is a spell it seems somewhat useless at first glance but it has interesting things
there are many things to investigate in this world of magic
After eating the banquet ended and it was time to go to our rooms
Each house seems to have a specific place where the dormitories are located, or so the prefect who was guiding the first-year Slytherin students explained to us.
We arrive at the place in the dungeons of the school, it seems that our dormitory is underwater and you can even see the lake and some monsters in the windows of the common room
the prefect said the password "Salazar" and we were able to enter, he guided the students to their rooms
It seems that people belonging to ancient wizards families have privileges and can have a room to themselves, it seems that the Gaunt family still enjoys those privileges.
I'm not going to be the one to complain about that.
I entered the room they assigned me and I see that the things that I bought are already inside.
I decide to quickly organize my books and clothes before I go to bed early because I will have my first day of school tomorrow.
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