House selection

Hogwarts was fascinating as well. A medieval castle with tall towers, all stone, was designed with the perfect color palette. The gray and navy blue tiles were beautiful. Even though it was night, the reflections of the lights from the inside of the castle enchanted the atmosphere of the environment with magic.

The motifs engraved on the stone arch connecting the boats to the castle were incredible. His hunger for art and medieval times was completely satisfied.

There were moments when he felt like a child and made discoveries on subjects that he was rarely interested in. The sight and atmosphere of Hogwarts enchanted him, and his greed grew.

He felt the need to stand on top of this world and get what he wanted, but who is he, the identity he's lived and accepted for the last 6 years Henry Pearce yes, "Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, maybe not next year, but one day I would be on top of this world." thought Henry.

This was his promise to himself, to him being, and to his soul.

While walking through the gigantic corridors of Hogwarts, the lighting made by magic was impressive, apart from the architecture and decoration, but the great hall was on a whole other level, and the movies certainly didn't do it justice.

Before entering the great hall, Draco's scene with Harry took place. It's the same thing Minerva said about the houses and Neville.

The question of whether the world he live in is the Harry Potter world he knows or if he has an alternative reality was something he thought about a lot at first.

After he realized it wouldn't matter, he stopped thinking about it because there wasn't much he wanted to gain from the main plot or the editing, so there wasn't much recently.

The philosopher's stone was most likely fake, and the Basilisk's body would have remained in the Chamber of Secrets, anyway. The Deathly Hallows would stay with Harry without issue until Voldemort died.

It wouldn't matter, as long as he had magic. Dumbledore's welcome ceremony and home assignments had begun as he surveyed the great hall. He feels sorry for the sorting hat; he hopes it doesn't break.

He could see my surroundings. At the age of 11, I was 150 cm. If he kept growing at this rate, he would get rid of my average height in his old life.

"Harry Potter," said Minerva.

All eyes turned to the living child. If he had feelings, his friend, he would feel sorry for the man, to be exposed to this situation with these experiences at this age, 'Harry fucking Potter' thought Henry to himself.

The ceremony continued with Harry's election to Gryffindor, and then the big moment he had been waiting for came.

"Henry Pearce," said Minerva, holding the long parchment.

He was grinning and saying 'Check Point' in his mind as he walked towards the stool.

As soon as he sat on the stool and the hat touched his head, "I must warn you, there is a sun burning in my mind in a way that you cannot think of, we can proceed in two ways." said Henry his mind.

He was able to speak from my mind because he opened the link. "I've been directing examine to the house they should have for nearly a thousand years, Henry, I'm not going to get stuck in the Occlumency that an 11-year-old boy has set up, let's see what's in here," said hat.

He just laughed his ass off at the hat's previous attitude, wondering for millennia if the hat would ever be able to survive a sun designed to be inspired by anime, movies, and physics.

"Oh, interesting, very interesting, let alone entering your mind. I cannot reach the outer barrier of the mind. Who are you, young man!" muttered the Sorting Hat.

He pulled the hat into his White room and gave him access to certain memories 'Sorting hat I know you can't communicate what the students have in mind, but you can share your impression of the student. I, Henry Pearce, beg you not to do that.' said Henry in his mind.

This was something he thought would be a problem because Dumbledore was presumably using the hat in this way to identify potential opponents and damage their potential or manipulate it and turn it into his tools.

Because although Harry had an exceptional background, the theory that hybrid wizards were stronger was on my mind, and all these years Voldemort and Dumbledore are not at the level of magical power to rival.

No one could have convinced me that this result was natural. It couldn't be normal for a man who was one of the most powerful wizards in history to be the principal of a school that didn't have the "best wizarding school".

The sneaky Dumbledore was doing some dirty work.

'Hahaha Mr. Pearce you're a tough decision, any student has this right to request since the first days of my existence but it's been so long that I can't remember those who requested it' said the hat after the hat how brave you are, as sneaky as a mouse that can deceive snakes, where Mr. Pearce can make you shine.' said hat in Herny's mind.

"The Ravenclaw is the house where I belong and where I will find the light," Henry said to the Sorting Hat.

It had been about 10 seconds since the sorting hat was put on his head. Time went slower in his mind, and the reason it took so long was because of our dialogue when the sorting hat was out of his mind.

"Ravenclaw!!" announced the Sorting Hat.

He got up from the stool and took off the hat and gave it to Minerva.

Cheers rose from the Ravenclaw table and they were smiling and applauding Henry. 'I understand the joy that group psychology and the sense of belonging create in people, and you are a group of teenagers, but the group called the smartest house in the school is acting in such imbecile behaviors, I have to grow up as soon as possible.' Henry sighed while he had a sincere smile on his face.

"Hollywood ass I've been in this business for 6 years. I want an Oscar." thought Henry. He watched the continuation of the ceremony at the table and met with a few first-years that came with him.

Finally, the ceremony came to an end, and Dumbledore, with his beard length, which he found silly though stylish, gave his speech, and the food suddenly appeared on the table. The children's eyes lit up, and they started to eat with a burst of dopamine, smiling. Here's one of my problems is that he doesn't eat my food without examining it again. Henry muttered, "Axy" and there was no visible change in my surroundings.

This time he smiled sincerely because Axy just invisibly materialized next to me and he felt him in his legillimency area. That was one of the orders he gave Axy to be invisible and not make a sound while he was materializing next to me.

He checked around for a while, especially after making sure he wasn't noticed at the teacher's desk. Henry said 'Check the food for any potions and spells' through their mental communication channel.

'My lord, there are no spells or potions in the food,' said Axy.

Henry said, 'Okay, you know what you have to do, contact the house elves in the kitchen and find out their situation and the orders they are bound by' and he felt it Axy disappear from his space.

Meanwhile, he was still looking at the teacher's desk without attracting attention while he was getting the food on my plate. Quirrell wears a turban and Severus looks bat-like 'Everything is like in the movie' Henry thought. He was still alert. He couldn't magically notice Axy's movements himself, he was catching it through legillimency.

"It was my adaptation of the observation haki. Considering that I was talented enough in magic perception, we were well-hidden, but this is the magic world and I don't think it's possible to know what level of abilities are." thought Henry.

The meal period did not last long. Hundreds of children during adolescence, this was the expected result. Then Dumbledore started his game.

'There are a few warnings I want to announce before the semester starts,

First year's take notes.

The dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students.

Also, our principal, Mr. Filch, wanted me to remind you that the 3rd-floor corridor on the right hand side is forbidden to any student who doesn't want to die in pain.

Thank you' said Dumbledore.

"Hahahaha. Man, I'm surprised there aren't potions in the meals, otherwise keeping this guy still as the headmaster after a talk like this is a magic world. hahhah I would laugh if I wasn't so talented in Occlumency. The cure for loneliness is black humor." thought Henry.

After the magic speech, this year's chosen perfects started to take us to the main halls of the houses, and here are the moving stairs, and he sighed, 'how long will it take me to solve the ahh pattern'.

The entrance to the Ravenclaw tower was at the end of the spiral staircase on the fifth floor in the western part of the castle. The door was an eagle, similar to Dumbledore's room. He knew the riddle talk, but it was insulting to my intelligence level. He didn't answer so as not to attract attention and he waited for the door to open after a while, the door opened and all entered the common room.

There was a library in the common room of the house, a carpet decorated with stars on the floor, and the color palette of the house's coat of arms (Navy Blue and Bronze) was decorated. Even though the fireplace was beautiful, there was no privacy.

Since there were few students in Ravenclaw, they had personal rooms. The boys' dormitories were on the left, and the girls' dorms were on the right.

"I always dreamed of being in Gryffindor as a kid so I didn't know much about Ravenclaw's house." thought Henry.

The house didn't matter. The only thing he took into account when choosing a house was to not attract attention. As much as he liked Slytherin's color palette, its thoroughbred bigotry, and upcoming events, would be a useless test of his patience.

"Hufflepuff was the house that I thought would not fit the character I projected. Being a Gryffindor wasn't an option, even though I don't mind being involved in fiction, I see it as a waste of time and they're still too hot, I may be in a child's body, but I had a brain and my tolerance level is low." thought Henry.