7 Chapter 6

"AAAAAAA!" It was my belief, that the Sorting Hat of Hogwarts was far too dramatic and was overreacting.

"AAAAAA!" And his scream had stopped being funny and has stepped into the realm of being obnoxious and annoying.

"WHERE IS YOUR MIND?!" The hat screamed down at me with wide... wrinkles? They weren't eyes so I wasn't sure what to call them.

"Hat! Calm down!" Mcgonagall snapped at the hat only for the hat to snap back.

"'Calm down'? He has no MIND!" The hat yelled again and got into an argument with the transfiguration teacher as I wondered whether there had been a better way to go about this.

What I was doing wasn't shielding my mind like most people would do in order to protect themselves from other telepaths. What I was doing was, for a lack of better term, camouflaging it.

A skill that had been a must in Hyperstorm's life after Rachel Grey went back in time for the fans to have another redheaded telepath waifu. It had been a must because while Rachel Grey may had been the most famous Hounds of that timeline, she hadn't been the only one. More importantly she hadn't been even the only telepath among the Hounds.

So after she was gone Hyperstorm needed to learn how to 'camouflage' his mind so that other telepaths couldn't find him. It would have been useless to keep them out of his mind with a shield if they were going to find him simply through the resistance to their mind attacks anyway. So I had been keeping it camouflaged ever since I could.

I probably should have thought about the mind reading device with sentience might have a reaction to not being able to find my mind.

"NO! MIND!" It sounds hysterical, guess it was a bit too much for it. So I let a small hole in my cover to form so that it can get in.

"Then please try again!"

"Try again! Oh yeah that should solve all problems! Next you should wack your wand if your spells don't work! That sounds like a great idea and... huh." Guess it finally found the hole.

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"This isn't exactly like most mind I've been to." The sorting hat said as he hovered in a white space where nothing existed.

"Yeah I wasn't really sure about letting you in." I said as I stood behind the hat.

"No child, no matter how talented could create a mind palace like this. Who are you?" The hat demanded.

"Ok, first of all, 'Mind Palace'? That is a stupid name." I said cause it had to be said.

"Well excuse you, when Rowena came up with the term it was witty, original and something none had thought of before." The hat sniffed at me and I had to wonder how exactly he managed to do that without nostrils. Probably magic.

"Ok fair enough. And for your question, tell me first, can you disclose any information you obtain while going through someone's head." Cause if not, I might just have to disintegrate the old cloth and ran away from Hogwarts with gravity enhanced flight. Which would be a waste, not to mention too much effort.

"I used to be able to but no longer. Founders took a year with no side projects in order to make sure of that without compromising rest of my enchantments after the incident."

"What incident?" Cause that sounded interesting.

"Let's say after you blurt out that the little sons of the prominent families liked 'wands' more than 'ritual circles', they don't come back to school and their parents have to try to conceive another son to inherit the family." The hat gruffly said and damn that took a dark turn.

"I guess I am just a nice guy who experimented in things he definitely shouldn't have dabbled in." I said evasively, not exactly a lie since dealing with time based technology was definitely something one should NOT do.

"Hmph, that is quite Ravenclaw of you, though it is also quite Slytherin as well." The hat hummed and fuck those thoughts.

"Yeah no, I am not going to the Junior Death Eater Racism house. I could barely tolerate those kinds of people existing, being there as their target would just end up with a lot of them broken." A said as I made an 'x' with my arms in front of my chest.

"Yes I guess Salazar's house did become a cesspool of corruption in the last century. Not Slytherin then. You also seem to be unwilling to show me anything that can lead me to place you in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. Which only leaves…"

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"…RAVENCLAW!"

And then there was applause, probably the loudest one today other than Violet's. Guess they did get bored and hungry while the hat was trying to find my mind. Still can't believe he called it a 'mind palace'.

They continued with the sorting as I went towards the table under the blue and bronze banners. None of them took more than a minute, ending with one Blaize Zabini joining Slytherin. Pretty sure he was supposed to have a mother with seven ex husband who all left impressive amounts of money to her, so someone to keep note of.

"Well then." Dumbledore's voice echoed throughout the hall as he got up from his seat.

"I say welcome to all of our new students and welcome back to all of our not new students. Before we can all begin our meals like ravenous beasts like we want, there are few things that I must inform you all. The list of banned items has expanded once more and can be found on the Mister Filch's door to his office. The Forbidden Forest on the grounds are, surprisingly enough, forbidden to enter for all students. Especially certain students who have tried to ignore this warning in their last years." The old wizard said as he looked towards the Gryffindor table where all the boys had angelic and innocent expressions on their faces.

"Also I must inform you all that the right corridor of the third floor is a place that no student should go unless they wish for an untimely, gruesome and very painful death." He said and I knew that there would be at least one dumbass student who would go there.

Other than me and Violet, I mean.

"And lastly I must also say these words. Nitwit. Blubber. Oddment. Tweak." And with the last word, food appeared on every table.

"Let the feast, begin." And then the headmaster sat back down.