What? Newt Is Also Blake's Daddy?(1)

Following Cassandra's question.

The three of them all quieted down.

They seemed to want to know Blake's answer.

"I don't care.

I'll go wherever I will have to go. "

Blake raised his arm and rested it on the back of his head.

"It won't affect my ability to become stronger anyway!"

Blake decided.

His brain seal technique only sealed part of his memory.

It was about the system.

As well as the memories and thoughts of the transmigrator.

The rest.

He would let the sorting hat analyze it for himself.

During the holidays, he had specially trained in the brain seal technique.

He had mastered the beginner brain seal technique.

He had pulled it close to the level of the intermediate brain seal technique.

He was only one step away from breaking through to the intermediate brain seal technique.

He had done so much.

It was a countermeasure to deal with the sorting hat.

Logically speaking, there should be no problem.

However.

What if the sorting hat broke his brain seal technique?

It saw through his identity as a transmigrator.

It didn't matter.

He didn't have the ideal of ruling the world anyway.

Dumbledore probably wouldn't do anything to him.

"You can definitely enter Slytherin."

Cassandra said with certainty.

"I think Blake will enter Gryffindor."

Hermione remembered before.

When Blake was fighting the hidden monster alone.

The courage he showed.

Wasn't that what Gryffindor advocated?

Hannah glanced at Blake.

She didn't dare to speak.

Hufflepuff had always been said to be a school for good-for-nothings.

Blake definitely wouldn't come to Hufflepuff.

"It's not a big problem. Anywhere is fine …"

Blake said softly.

The small boat didn't need to be rowed.

Instead, it automatically drove forward.

Looking at the castle hidden in the thick fog that was gradually approaching.

Hannah's body began to tremble.

"What's wrong?" Blake asked.

"I … I heard from the red-haired boy over there."

"That the way to enter the school is to fight with monsters …"

"But I don't know any attack magic …"

Hannah said with a depressed face.

At the same time.

Cassandra and Hermione's bodies also froze.

It was a Hogwarts tradition.

Didn't they tell the freshmen how to be sorted?

Even Cassandra.

Her parents hadn't told her what the sorting test was like when she was young.

Blake smiled and said, "It's not that serious."

"You saw so many seniors on the train. Right?"

"If the sorting test is so dangerous."

"Why didn't you see one or two missing arms or legs?"

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no danger in the sorting ceremony."

Seeing Blake was so sure.

The three girls secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The boat swayed through a dark tunnel.

It seemed to have come to the castle's underground.

Soon.

They soon arrived at a place that looked like an underground pier.

Behind the pier.

It was a long way.

The path was paved with gravel and cobblestones.

After everyone got off the boat.

They followed Hagrid and began to climb up.

Under the silver shadow the castle.

On a flat and damp grassland.

There was a flight of stone steps.

Everyone walked up the stone steps.

They gathered in front of a large oak door.

Hagrid saw that everyone had arrived.

So he came to the door.

He raised his fist as big as a casserole.

He knocked three times on the castle's door.

The door opened.

A tall black-haired witch in an emerald green robe stood in front of the door.

Her expression was solemn.

She glanced around at this year's freshmen.

Blake felt her gaze pause on his body.

Then she began the handover from Hagrid.

After the handover.

She led everyone into a wide foyer.

"Welcome to Hogwarts …"

Professor McGonagall began the routine introduction of the school.

As well as the rules in the school.

After a long speech,

Professor McGonagall asked everyone to pay attention to their neatness.

Then she left.

The little wizards in the foyer.

Except for Blake.

They all looked anxious and uneasy.

No one knew what was going to happen next …

Hannah's face was pale.

Hermione was reciting an incantation.

Cassandra held her little hand tightly.

As the ghosts suddenly rushed out.

After greeting the young wizards with a slightly shocked expression, Greem said, "Greem, you're right.

Everyone began to line up to enter the hall.

The sorting ceremony had finally begun.

Blake's gaze fell on Dumbledore, who was sitting in the main seat.

After Dumbledore saw him.

He smiled slightly.

At the same time, he was guessing in his heart.

Which house would Blake be assigned to?

According to that part of his bloodline.

Blake had a high chance.

He would be assigned to Gryffindor.

B....

He also had a part of Grindelwald's bloodline.

According to Grindelwald's personality.

Even though he had never studied at Hogwarts.

But if Grindelwald came.

He would definitely be assigned to Slytherin.

"Then … which house will Blake be assigned to in the end?"

In fact, in theory.

Blake's house was the weakest.

It would definitely be either Slytherin or Gryffindor.

And to a certain extent.

In Gryffindor, the child might be a little more like Dumbledore.

And if he went to Slytherin.

The child would be a little more like Grindelwald!

Although Dumbledore looked calm on the surface.

His heart was full of expectations.

Compared to Grindelwald's ambitious appearance.

He still hoped that the child would be more like him.

On the velvet ceiling.

Specks of starlight dotted the ceiling.

Countless lit candles floated in the air.

"There's magic here."

"It looks the same as the sky outside."

"I read about it in Hogwarts: A School History."

Hermione whispered to Blake.

Professor McGonagall placed a four-legged stool and a broken hat in front of the little wizards.

Then after reading the rules.

Thus, the Sorting Ceremony began.

There was no duel with the trolls.

There was no spell test.

Just sitting on the stool.

Then put on the hat.

The sorting hat would assign each little wizard to the house that was suitable for them.

While the sorting hat was singing with its big mouth open.

Blake looked at the professors sitting in the faculty seats.

Standing next to the four-legged stool was Professor McGonagall with a serious face.

Professor Flitwick with the fairy bloodline.

And long greasy hair.

Professor Snape in a black robe.

Blake noticed that his gaze was fixated on Harry Potter in the team.

Of course, there was Professor Sprout from Hufflepuff.

She had the natural scent of plants on her.

It made Blake, who was an archdruid, feel close to her.

"Now, let's begin the sorting."

Professor McGonagall's words interrupted Blake's thoughts.

"Read the names."

"Put on your hat and sit down."

"Hannah Abbott!"

Hannah suddenly heard her name being called.

He appeared to be very flustered.

She stumbled out of the line.

Sitting on a bench in the corner.

Then she put on the hat.

After a short pause.

The Sorting Hat spoke.

" Hufflepuff!"

The table on the right clapped and cheered for Hanna.

They had the most people at the four long tables.

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