The sorting hat

In the halls of Hogwarts, the children looked at the amazing sight before them. They were looking at the halls with stars in their eyes.

One of them was only impressed by the architecture, this child is Tiberius Black.

He could sense the magic around Hogwarts. It was very powerful and ancient, Tiberius wanted it.

Another benefit from meditation is that his senses were able to allow him to see the magical aura of those around him.

This allowed him to see how strong the others were.

MC POV

The students around me have small auras, Harry, who is glaring at me, has a bigger aura than most.

In front of us were the professors and the headmaster, and Light Lord himself. Albus Dumbledore.

His aura was the largest and was white. It rivalled that of Arcturus, whose aura is black. One by one, we were called onto the stool where they are sorted into their houses.

The Philosopher Stone is guarded by the three-headed dog Fluffly. My Force Lightning should be able to shock it for some time for me to get through.

Perhaps I should use the killing curse on the three-headed dog.

"Harry Potter."

People began whispering to each other, talking about the boy who lived. Harry Potter looked uncomfortable at the attention he was receiving.

The sorting hat placed him in Gryffindor, to which all those in Gryffindor began screaming.

"WE'VE GOT HARRY POTTER, SUCK ON THAT YOU SLIMY SNAKES!!!"

Professor McGonagall slightly smiled, and the Slytherins and Severus Snape was definitely not happy.

McGonagall then called out the next name but had a pale face.

"Tiberius Black."

As soon as my name was heard, almost everyone gasped. The Blacks were famous for their talent in the Dark Arts.

Though not all the Blacks were like that, there were those like Sirius Black who were admired by the Gryffindors.

I walked towards the stool and sat down. The sorting hat was placed onto my head. It began to speak.

"My my, you are skilled in the arts of Occulmency, no doubt trained by Arcturus Black. You are strong in magic, too.

Despite your age, you possess great intellect, where to put you though. Definitely not Hufflepuff as you have no loyalty to anyone.

And absolutely no way you are going to Gryffindor. The only two houses left are Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Ravenclaw for your intelligence and Slytherin for your ambitions and cunning.

Better be, Slytherin."

The Slytherins erupted in cheers.

"WE'VE GOT TIBERIUS BLACK, SUCK ON THAT YOU ARROGANT LIONS AND NERDY EAGLES!!!"

I just remembered that my older brother was in Ravenclaw. He is in his sixth year.

I walked towards the Slytherin table, and they began trying to get into my good graces. I smiled and talked to my peers.

"Names Marcus Flint, so what's it like, living with Arcturus Black."

All the Slytherins began listening in.

"It's quite alright. As long as I continue impressing him, he will treat me with respect. Unlike my father, that mutt."

Marcus's face darkened.

"You talking about that filthy blood traitor Sirius Black."

"Yes, that's the one, but now his name is Sirius Bones as he is ashamed of being a Black. I can't believe someone like that is my father."

The other Slytherins agreed with me, saying that I did not deserve a blood traitor for a father.

Dumbledore used his magic to make food appear on our tables.

We began eating the food. I decided not to take the Philosopher's stone as Arcturus already had one, and if I impressed him enough, he would give me the stone.

After the feast, we were taken to our common rooms, and several peers of mine were talking to me.

Draco Malfoy introduced himself, and so did Crabbe and Goyle.

"It is an honour to meet you Tiberius, my mother is a Black, so that means we are related. Tell me, is it true that you called your father a mutt during your family dinner.

I overheard it from my mother's conversation with Andromeda Tonks, why my mother remains in contact with that blood traitor I don't know."

I smiled at the memory of torturing Sirius.

"Well, during our family dinner, my father did something very stupid."

Severus Snape, who was there, was listening in to our conversation, and the other Slytherins were wondering what stupid thing Sirius did.

"That absolute imbecile asked for his status as heir back. Can you believe how stupid that request was, asking for his status back despite his low-level skill in politics and magic.

I called him a mutt due to the form of his Animagus takes."

The other Slytherins were shocked and angered at the audacity of Sirius Bones. Snape then came up and spoke.

"I have also heard from Lord Black that Sirius tried attacking you, but in self-defense, you broke his leg through wandless magic, may we see if he is telling the truth."

The Slytherins looked at me with expectations, I got up from my chair and raised both my hands. I lifted all the chairs and tables.

My fellow Slytherins were gobsmacked, and the power I wielded while Snape was shocked at the mastery I had over wandless magic.

I put the chairs and tables back in place.

Snape looked impressed.

"Interesting, you have such mastery over wandless magic. Work hard, and I am sure you will soar through the ranks." Snape left the common room.

From the memories of the original Tiberius Black, Arcturus has Snape under his thumb by threatening to kill Lily Potter.

So he won't report my usage of wandless magic or my personality to Dumbledore.

In the end, Severus Snape is just a slave to his love for Lily Evans.