I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Almost as soon as the Sorting Hat touched Lynn's hair.

The old and dirty hat screamed like an electric shock:

"Slytherin!"

Lynn was stunned.

His hands were still holding the brim of his hat, and he hadn't even put it on his head completely.

He doesn't have any prejudice against Slytherin, but are you being too casual?

And is it possible that Muggle-born students could be sorted into Slytherins?

Lynn turned his head innocently to look at Professor McGonagall who was standing beside him.

The professor did not show any surprises, she urged Lin Endao.

"Your sorting is over, Mr. Bellock, please put your hat back on. It's the next person's turn."

Lynn had to put the Sorting Hat back on the four-cornered stool and walked towards the cheering Slytherin table.

Lynn didn't understand how the Sorting Hat made a judgment until he was seated.

It didn't even say a word to itself, let alone understand his own thoughts.

So it sees its own black magic talent?

Lynn reasoned out a possibility in his mind.

But this guess is not very tenable. After all, although Slytherin is rich in dark wizards, it has never stated that it will use black magic talent as a condition for screening students.

The sorting ceremony was still going on, and Lynn was not even an episode in the eyes of the old students and professors.

Every year, there are some students with very distinctive personality traits that make the Sorting Hat make judgments very quickly. This phenomenon is not common but not uncommon.

The most is to know that Lynn is Professor McGonagall and Professor Fox from a Muggle family, and I am a little surprised in the bottom of my heart.

It is indeed rare for a Muggle-born freshman to be sorted into Slytherin.

The surrounding Slytherin seniors and sisters are still friendly, with the mentality of being at peace when they come, Lynn doesn't think too much, and quietly watches the continuation of the separation.

"Ian Douglas Campbell!"

With the sound of Professor McGonagall's voice, the silver-haired boy who was in the same carriage with Lynn on a sunny day and held an umbrella walked quickly to the high platform.

The Sorting Hat seemed to hesitate for a long time on his head, and he was finally sorted into Ravenclaw.

...

"Autumn Zhang!"

A little Asian girl trotted to Professor McGonagall's side and hurriedly put the sorting hat on her head.

This is the only little wizard Lynn knows, who is in his class.

Savior Harry Potter's first love girlfriend, but also a Chinese.

And the little kid who was on the same boat with Lynn when crossing the lake. His name was Hubert McLean. He was really assigned to Slytherin as he said.

When he raised his chest and raised his head and came to the Slytherin long table like a knight who had just been awarded by the king, he immediately collapsed when he saw Lynn sitting on the chair with the old god present.

It's like knights discovering that awards are worthless, as long as they are given to individuals.

He blushed and looked a little exasperated, but he still maintained a minimum of etiquette.

"Why are you lying to me?"

He sat opposite Lynn and asked with his eyes wide open.

Lynn looked at him inexplicably: "What did I lie to you about?"

"You told me your parents were Muggles!"

"That's right, although I'm an orphan and I've never met them, they have identities and assets in normal society, so they should be Muggles."

"Then why were you assigned to Slytherin!"

"How do I know." Lynn spread his hands, "Does Slytherin have a rule not to admit Muggle-born wizards?"

A Slytherin senior sitting near them answered the question.

"No."

The senior shook his head, but looked at Lynn with strange eyes.

"Slytherin has had new Muggle families before, but very few, not necessarily one in three years."

"So I'm still a genius who hasn't met in three years?" Lynn muttered silently.

"In a sense, it does."

It was the Slytherin prefect who spoke. When Lynn first sat down, she introduced herself. Her name was Betty Delis, a girl who looked very capable.

After the sorting ceremony, Headmaster Dumbledore's opening speech interrupted the conversation at the Slytherin long table.

"...because of what happened to Professor Stoke last semester, I agreed to his resignation request.

Now I'd like to introduce you to our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Adrian Fox, an expert on Defence Against the Dark Arts and a competent professor. "

Professor Fox smiled and waved to the little wizards on the high platform.

But the strange thing is that the applause from the little wizards below was very few.

It was almost silent even at the long Slytherin table.

As soon as Lynn raised his hand and wanted to give Fox a show, he saw that the Slytherins around were almost all black-faced after hearing the name of Professor Fox, including several professors sitting on the high platform. There seems to be no good face.

Professor Fox seems to have a bad reputation.

Lynn frowned and hesitated for a moment, then put down his hands ready to applaud.

He was going to check it out later when the dinner party started.

Dumbledore didn't have a long speech, but after making some necessary announcements, he announced the beginning of the dinner.

As soon as his words fell, countless steaming food appeared out of thin air on the empty plate in front of Lynn, which made the freshmen who had been exhausted all the way through the journey suddenly have a big appetite, waving their knives and forks to start enjoying the food in front of them.

The Slytherins ate their meals slowly, a world away from the fiery Gryffindor on the other side.

"I thought the news was fake. I didn't expect that Professor Dumbledore actually invited him over."

A senior boy sighed.

Prefect Betty is cutting up a Munich sausage.

"Don't you think it's ironic? Let him be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. After the news spreads, it is estimated that it will occupy the front page of the Daily Prophet for a month."

"My father told me that if he does come to Hogwarts, let me stay away from him, even if I want to pull out Professor Dumbledore's beard."

"Excuse me…"

Lynn carefully interjected, "Did you mean the new Professor Fox? Is he... any problem?"

Hubert, who was also a freshman, looked at him with disdain.

"You don't know anything and dare to interrupt our chat."

Lynn looked at him speechlessly, feeling that this little brat really needed a beating.

"Shut up! Is the McLean family such a tutor?"

Betty taught Hubert with a face, and then explained to Lynn and other little wizards who didn't know the inside story:

"While it's not a good thing to talk about professors behind their backs, I would advise you to stay away from that new professor Fox.

He was sentenced to life in Azkaban for torturing and killing five wizards with the Unforgivable Curse.

Later, due to our principal, Professor Dumbledore, who tried his best to bail, and the fact that he had committed a crime, he was revoked by Wizengamore two years ago and released early. "

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