“Although his purpose is not yet known, I think it is related to Voldemort…”

“Alright! All right, Severus. At this moment, Dumbledore suddenly interrupted Snape, turned to look at him, and then gently walked to the side.

“It doesn’t matter what he did, what matters is now, now, Severus.” Dumbledore walked over to the table and looked at the cupboard next to him.

The cupboards were well stocked, including a worn sorting hat.

“As for why he was sorted into Ravenclaw, Sorting Hat?” Dumbledore looked at the sorting hat on the cupboard, which also seemed a little strange, and his eyebrows sank slightly.

“Oh, it’s the little devil who was late today, he’s not a simple guy.” The pleated cap of the Sorting Hat opened its mouth wide and began to say:

“He’s more evil than any guy I’ve ever met, and he threatens me to burn me if I don’t put him in Ravenclaw, and it’s getting harder and harder for kids to deal with now.”

When the Sorting Hat said this, Dumbledore’s hand on the table rubbed slightly, and Snape looked at Dumbledore, exhaling softly on the tip of his nose, with such an expression.

But before he finished speaking, the Sorting Hat continued to shout: “But he is indeed a rare boy, his mind is not at all like an eleven-year-old child, and his magic power is far beyond his age, and he has enough qualities for him to join any academy and will shine.” ”

“Even Ravenclaw, I can see that his thirst for knowledge is terrible, and if it weren’t for his temper, I would have thought it was Rowena Ravenclaw who had been resurrected.”

I have to say that although the Sorting Hat was threatened by Wilkes, its evaluation was unexpectedly pertinent and even praised.

“Then do you think he will become the second Voldemort?” Dumbledore was also surprised by the Sorting Hat’s evaluation and asked about a possibility that he could not guess either.

“You mean that Tom Riddle, if that kid today had the same mind as him, I’m afraid he would be as great as Salazar Slytherin.” The Sorting Hat made no secret of its praise for Wilkes.

However, after a pause, the Sorting Hat suddenly sighed again: “But it seems that he is not interested in the consciousness of rights and purebloods, and is not even as good as a Muggle, which is really a pity.” ”

Listening to the tone, it seems that the Sorting Hat would prefer Wilkes to pay more attention to the nobility of the pure-blood family.

“Well, Severus, the Sorting Hat never makes a wrong judgment, Wilkes he’s not our enemy, at least not yet.” Dumbledore turned to look at Snape, his eyes revealing wisdom.

“You seem to be overdoing it with Wilkes, which is not a good sign, discrimination can make you narrow-minded, Severus, even if his father used to work with you.”

Snape fell silent and looked at Dumbledore indifferently, without explaining anything, as if he had been hit by him.

“Emotions don’t affect me yet.” After that, Severus directly chose to turn around and leave.

Looking at Snape’s back, Dumbledore’s wise eyes gradually dimmed, and the clouds were full of sorrow, after all, this was about the return of “that person”, and no mistakes were allowed.

“Hope I didn’t do anything wrong.” Looking at the entrance where Snape had left, Dumbledore muttered.

He wasn’t never wrong, Tom’s thing was the biggest mistake he made, and Tom’s thing left him a little exhausted.

He chose to believe in the Sorting Hat.

The Sorting Hat contains the minds of the four Hogwarts founders who can use the dementors to interpret the thoughts of the new students and respond correctly.

This is why the Sorting Hat is so highly regarded by Wilkes, because there are still Salazar Slytherin ideas in the Sorting Hat.

……

And so, soon the next day, all the new students ushered in their first magic lessons.

The first class for Ravenclaw freshmen was Defense Against the Dark Arts class, with Hufflepuff, and the person who taught the course was Professor Quirrell.

For Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Wilkes was unusually interested.

And he was equally interested in Professor Quirrell himself, after all, Wilkes knew that Voldemort was attached to him at the moment.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, a vaulted roof, dimly lit, and not very spacious room.

Wilkes arrived in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with the Ravenclaw freshmen.

All the freshmen still didn’t know each other, and Wilkes knew only Luna sitting next to him.

“Wilkes, do you know today’s lessons?” Luna tilted her head and asked curiously.

“Well, the first section in the textbook is about the cognition and processing of ‘little devils’, Luna, as a Ravenclaw student, it is not a good habit not to preview in advance.” Wilkes had already memorized the first-grade course in advance.

After all, there is really not much to learn in the first grade.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the first grade will only learn to face three creatures: “Swamp Digger”, “Little Devil”, and “Kitsune”, and three evil curses and how to deal with them.

“I previewed in advance last night, I just wanted to test you, Wilkes, I heard from the seniors, the male students in Ravenclaw are relatively rigid, and few people will preview in advance, obviously you are not among them.” Luna said with a light smile.

After watching Luna finish speaking, his eyes fluttered again and didn’t know where to go, Wilkes shook his head slightly, although he still preferred such a simple Luna, but she would always suffer a loss.

“It seems that fate is destined, sure enough, I am the one who ‘rescued’ Luna.” Wilkes looked secretly smug with narcissism.

Before he could say more, a man in dark brown wizard robes came in at the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

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