210 Harry Potter: The dark wizard Voldemort is a latent danger.

Arriving at the chair, Allen greeted Minerva, and she smiled kindly. Symbolically, Allen looked at his "father," and Artoria nodded in acknowledgment, it would be strange if father and son didn't even look at each other in this situation.

As Allen had the Sorting Hat placed on his head, the hat was stunned.

"What?... but... you are..."

Something unexpected happened: the hat was unable to penetrate Allen's mind and heart. This made the albino boy smile, while everyone looked at the hat, awaiting its decision.

"Don't think too much, hat, just put me in Gryffindor..." Allen whispered.

"I... I see... this is the second time it's happened to me..." the hat murmured before raising its voice, though much weaker than in other announcements. "Gryffindor."

The hat didn't know how to evaluate him, yet a little-known detail is that it also takes into account the student's will, so it placed Allen where he asked.

The announcement received applause, albeit to a lesser extent, but his friends applauded him despite the discomfort of many present.

Many girls from different houses also applauded, the boys looked at this behavior among the girls confused at first but quickly realized that despite everything Allen W. Walker as their father was poison to women, and this made them angry.

Allen sat in an empty seat next to Hermione; Harry and Ron were in front.

Allen noticed several insidious glances from the Slytherin table, but unexpectedly, they weren't from Draco and his followers.

Allen earned the enmity of many pureblood wizards he captured and as everyone knows pureblood wizards usually enter Slytherin, it seems that the fact that Allen Jr. was not placed in Slytherin was the straw that broke the camel's back and many began to see him as their enemy.

Allen in response to these looks simply smiled.

"Susan Bones!"

A cute girl with light reddish-brown hair nervously stepped forward; Allen recognized her as the one who had been giving him looks since Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

Gwen - Susan Bones, a minor character who enters Hufflepuff, doesn't have much relevance until later when she demonstrates valor and loyalty in the Battle of Hogwarts.

Allen nodded, but at the same time, he felt like he had met Susan before, and the surname Bones came to mind, but he couldn't remember from where. Perhaps on some mission or while dueling a Death Eater.

"Gryffindor!"

"What?" Allen was surprised by this turn of events; he understands that his existence causes changes, but out of nowhere, a character changed houses.

Not only Allen was surprised, but also the Chat, as she was supposed to go to Hufflepuff. Even the author couldn't know the reason for this.

Gwen - What?!

J.K. Rowling - What?!

Emma - What?!

MJ - What's going on?

Kara - Is there something surprising about her being sorted into Gryffindor?

J.K. Rowling - Hehe, now I realize that even the least relevant characters have their lives and stories. I don't know what happened, but she went from being Hufflepuff to Gryffindor... although something tells me it has to do with our heartbreaker.

Natasha - ...

María H. - Allen, I'm not going to have to arrest you, right?

"I didn't do anything! I don't even remember her!" Allen replied to these accusations.

Susan arrived and sat next to Allen, giving him a friendly smile before proceeding to watch the rest of the ceremony. On the other hand, Hermione pinched Allen's arm jealously, making him pale and regret pretending to be a student.

"Daphne Greengrass."

The Greengrass surname caused a stir as it belonged to one of the oldest pure-blood families in England.

The blonde girl stepped forward confidently, a look of arrogance and indifference on her face. However, a beautiful smile formed on her face as she politely greeted the teachers' table, specifically Allen (Artoria).

Allen raised an eyebrow at this from his table.

"Slytherin!"

It wasn't surprising that Daphne was accepted into Slytherin.

Before stepping down from the podium, she gave a disdainful look to Gryffindor, No, those eyes of contempt and disappointment were directed at Allen. This left him feeling confused, how could she respect and despise him at the same time?

His Chat mocked him for that.

"Pansy Parkinson"

A girl with long black hair walked toward Minerva with a visible frown,

Minerva pointed to the chair but before sitting, Pansy glared hatefully at Allen at the Gryffindor table.

Emma - She's Draco's most fervent follower, you being his enemy makes you Pansy's enemy too. Unfortunately for her, Draco ends up with Daphne's younger sister, so she's doomed to eat dirt in the corner.

Gwen - looking at Pansy... I realize one thing... don't you think she's prettier?

Felicia - Being jealous of a girl is childish, Gwen.

Gwen - It's not that! Just look, long black hair like a jet, porcelain-clear skin, bright blue eyes, she's as pretty as a doll... WTF.

Allen made no comments, he watched Hermione beside him. She must have had longer teeth at the beginning of the story, but as she turned, she smiled, showing two rows of perfect teeth.

Raven - No... just look at the voluptuous woman with the witch's hat, she should be an old lady... God is a pervert in this world...

Allen made no comments and decided that the ceiling candles deserved more attention at this moment.

...

Dumbledore stood up and looked at everyone, "First-years are reminded not to go into the Forbidden Forest... it's forbidden."

"Mr. Filch, our caretaker, asked me to remind you that the third-floor corridor to the right is off-limits... unless someone wants to die a horrible death."

Dumbledore looked at Harry before continuing. "Accomplishments will be rewarded, failures will be punished with points in both cases..."

Dumbledore glanced sideways at Allen. "As a highlight, you may have already noticed, but this year we have a new teacher."

Allen (Artoria) stood up, causing all eyes to focus on him. There were rumors quickly spreading, but not near Allen Jr, as it would be uncomfortable to talk about his father.

"Originally, because all positions were filled, Professor Walker would conduct specialized classes in each subject from time to time; his experience against dark wizards and Death Eaters is simply invaluable. However, since Professor Quirrell reported a delay in his return to Hogwarts, Professor Walker will take his place in Defense Against the Dark Arts classes!"

This announcement excited the majority; as mentioned before, Allen's reputation is terrible, his intentions are mysterious, and trust in him is low. However, there is one thing that cannot be criticized, and it is his power and abilities.

The same power that allowed him to graduate in a few years from Hogwarts, breaking all standards; the same power that made him the terror of dark wizards. The same power that gave him the title of the strongest Auror in history.

"Well, that's all, let's eat!"

With Dumbledore's announcement finished, a banquet appeared before everyone. Students began to indulge in the luxurious food worthy of Hogwarts' beginning.

Allen watched as Ron grabbed two chicken legs, he ate as if he hadn't eaten anything in a decade.

Allen silently looked at the food...

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Hulk - Hulk hungry!

Yuri - Human food is always so good...

Gilgamesh - Mongrel, this King will consider rewarding you if you bring me food from your time.

Thor - Looks good, but it lacks Asgardian ale!!

Ivy - It's a school banquet; obviously, there won't be alcohol -_-

Gwen - I wouldn't get too excited with this food... after all, some people complain about the lack of hygiene when prepared by elves...

Allen also knew that the Hogwarts elves tended to tenderize meat with their feet.

Allen watched Harry and Ron's smiles as they stuffed their mouths with food.

'Ignorance is bliss,' Allen shrugged.

A group of ghosts began to emerge throughout the Great Hall; at first, it seemed like they wanted to scare the new students, but it quickly appeared that they were playing and laughing like a show.

...

Harry, Ron, and Allen left the Great Hall following Prefect Percy Weasley. They reached the famous constantly changing spiral staircase.

"Woah!" Ron stepped forward to see the magical phenomenon.

"Ravenclaw this way!" another prefect said, leading a group of students downstairs.

"Gryffindor, follow me," Percy guided everyone upstairs.

Not only were the spiral stairs magical, but the pictures on the walls had moving figures, some waved. Allen was surprised by these ghosts, many didn't seem to have unfinished business but were simply there for pleasure at Hogwarts.

On the seventh floor, they entered a hallway leading to the Gryffindor Tower, the landscape of pictures with ghosts ended and at the end of the corridor, there was a large picture with an obese lady.

Allen looked closely at the painting "So this is the entrance to Gryffindor... I wonder about the others,"

"Ahem," Hermione coughed from behind Allen, and when he turned, she smiled. "The entrance to Slytherin is below the lake, and to enter, you must say a password to a serpent statue."

"As expected of Slytherin, even their entrance is creepy," Harry commented.

Hermione felt the stares on her and continued confidently, "The entrance to Ravenclaw's common room is in a high tower; it's a door with an eagle, and you must solve a riddle to enter."

"The answer we need is why you're in Gryffindor and not Ravenclaw?" Ron questioned the girl who always seemed to have an answer for everything.

"I could thump you on the nose and show you why..." Hermione growled, then noticed Allen's gaze and continued.

"The entrance to Hufflepuff is peculiar... it's near the kitchen and is a beer barrel."

Thor - By Odin, why didn't you enter Hufflepuff?!

Gwen - No! no alcohol, we've had enough of that!

Barbara - Is Allen bad with alcohol?

MJ - Sweetheart, you don't want to know...

...

Percy interrupted the discussion and addressed the lady in the painting.

"Password," she asked

"Caput Draconis..." Percy said, and it opened; everyone entered with anticipation and was not disappointed.

Once inside, the students were greeted by a warm and welcoming atmosphere. The stone walls were adorned with red and gold tapestries depicting the lion, Gryffindor's emblem.

The room was lit by torches and chandeliers, providing soft light. It was furnished with comfortable sofas and armchairs, tables, and chairs for schoolwork or board games. In one corner, there was a fireplace that provided warmth and comfort during cold winter days.

And of course, there were many trophies won by generations of Gryffindors adorning various shelves.

Percy turned around. "Boys to the left, girls to the right, going up the stairs; your belongings are already on your assigned beds."

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Allen entered one of the rooms he would share with Harry, Ron, Neville, a boy named Seamus, and a boy named Dean.

Allen let everyone fall asleep and teleported with Artoria.

He wasn't going to sleep in a room full of boys when he had his private room.

In comparison to a student's room, a teacher enjoyed a private office and a large room with all the comforts, including a private bathroom.

Allen appeared in the middle of the room in his normal appearance and walked through the lavishly decorated place.

In the dormitory, there was a plush bed with a change of women's clothes on top; it must be Artoria's.

Allen glanced towards a wooden door where running water could be heard; Artoria was taking a bath.

There were perverts in the Chat who commented some nonsense but were immediately banned.

"Ahhh, how boring!"

Rebecca appeared and flopped onto the bed, having a tantrum; she was upset because she couldn't pretend to be Allen.

"Sorry, Rebecca, this time it was complicated."

Allen didn't want to let her down this time because he would be under Dumbledore's eyes, and although the disguise was perfect, it would be very strange if Allen acted like a troublemaker out of nowhere.

Allen sat on the bed and stroked Rebecca's head to calm her.

"I'm sorry; I'll make it up to you..."

"F*ck, you better~" Rebecca smiled with pleasure, she always thought being pampered was stupid and disgusting, but since it's Allen doing it, it feels good.

"Hm~"

After a while, Rebecca crawled on the bed with her eyes half-closed and a slight blush on her cheeks.

"On second thought~ I'd like to be compensated right now, Honey~"

Allen smiled and decided to end the stream, until tomorrow. Needless to say, he stayed in that place all night; Artoria didn't participate in anything, but Allen felt more than a couple of eyes watching his night with Rebecca.

There was a lot of dissatisfaction in the chat, but there was nothing they could do.

The scene shifted to the next morning with Allen walking through the halls of Hogwarts.

Allen had to be both a teacher and a student, he would switch places with Rebecca in the less demanding classes, and in the more demanding ones, he would take himself, while teaching the defense against the dark arts classes.

In his mind, Quirrell's absence occupied most of his concerns.

If this world were 100% faithful to J.K. Rowling's description, then Allen could only sit and wait for events to unfold to gain fragments. However, seeing that there are differences, speaking specifically about the appearance and age of certain female characters, Quirrell's disappearance may be his fault or not, but one thing is certain: Allen can no longer trust blindly.

If the opportunity arises, Allen plans to confront Quirrell... no, Voldemort.

Where is Voldemort right now?

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A/N: The only real question is who has more rizz Allen Jr. or Allen ;3

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