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Chapter 30: 30: Gryffindor's New Lion King!

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"So?"

Ivan didn't mind chatting with this magical hat.

Out of all the magical items he'd encountered, only the Sorting Hat had creativity—something that ordinary alchemical creations lacked.

This showed how powerful the magic the four founders had infused into the creation of this hat truly was.

"How about Slytherin?"

The Sorting Hat didn't make a choice immediately but instead suggested tentatively, "I can sense that your blood is exceptionally pure, even more so than the four who created me."

If Salazar Slytherin were still alive and saw a wizard like Ivan, he might have been willing to duel Gryffindor for him.

Ambrosius's eternal bloodline was beyond extraordinary.

Pure blood like Ivan's was already considered the pinnacle in the magical world.

"Sorry," Ivan replied, although he saw all four houses as equal, some things weren't as simple as they sounded. "I'm not particularly fond of the snakes from the Slytherin House. Perhaps you should reconsider, Mr. Hat?"

"How about Ravenclaw?"

"You are very intelligent, possess great wisdom, and have extraordinary talent," the Sorting Hat remarked. "The two most suitable houses for you are Slytherin and Ravenclaw."

Ravenclaw represented wisdom, and Ivan's deep love for magic would allow him to thrive in that academic environment.

"Ravenclaw?"

Ivan had a good impression of Ravenclaw.

If he were on his own, Ivan thought joining the House of the Studious Eagles might be a solid choice.

"It seems this result still doesn't satisfy you."

Sensing Ivan's hesitation, the Sorting Hat immediately understood his thoughts.

In fact, the moment Hermione was sorted into Gryffindor, Ivan had already made up his mind.(Simp~)

He didn't want to go to Slytherin—it was filled with tension and toxicity, dominated by pure-blood supporters like Malfoy and his ilk.

Some might argue that it would be advantageous for Ivan to win over pure-blood nobles.

However, Ivan thought, 'A bunch of insects—what qualifications do they have for me to win them over?'

'I don't want to play house with those pompous brats, when the time comes, they would kneel.'

In the wizarding world, magic is power.

For Slytherin, you don't need to play games of manipulation or exchange favors.

As long as you are powerful enough, many will come to you on their own.

Why should Ivan bother with emotional connections when a group of people could be made to kneel with just the wave of a wand?

Of course, this isn't to say there aren't any truly excellent students in Slytherin.

Ivan simply thought it wasn't worth spending time making friends with the students from the Snakes—the return on investment was just too low.

"It seems you've made your decision," said the Sorting Hat. "Then, Gryffindor!!"

As the Sorting Hat announced the result, Ivan stood up, removed the hat gracefully, and handed it back to Professor McGonagall, who looked thrilled and teary-eyed.

'I won! I won!'

At that moment, the head of the house McGonagall wanted to say was: 'Slytherin, stay away from my Student!'

"Welcome to Gryffindor, young Ivan," Professor McGonagall congratulated him softly.

Ivan smiled in return, then strode confidently towards the Gryffindor table. Gryffindor had just welcomed their new Lion King!

Neville, who was sitting next to Hermione, was shocked and quickly gave up his seat for Ivan.

"I was so scared just now. I thought you might be sorted into another house," Hermione admitted as soon as Ivan sat down, finally expressing her earlier worries. Thankfully, they had both been sorted into the same house.

Neville, Harry, and Ron also warmly welcomed Ivan's arrival.

Soon after, the sorting ceremony came to an end.

Albus Dumbledore stood up.

He looked at the students with a smile, stretching out his arms towards them. Nothing seemed to make him happier than seeing all the students gathered together.

"Welcome!" Dumbledore said. "Welcome to Hogwarts, where we begin a new school year. Before the banquet starts, I'd like to say just a few words: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"

"Thank you all!"

He sat back down, and the hall erupted into applause and cheers from the four long tables.

As Dumbledore finished speaking, a wide variety of delicious dishes appeared on the long tables, including roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, fried potato chips, Yorkshire puddings, pea sprouts, carrots, gravy, ketchup...

Having been in this time period for a while, Ivan had grown accustomed to the 90's British cuisine.

It must be admitted, however, that Hogwarts' cuisine is packed with nutrients and protein—Everything a child needs in his/her developing years.. just a little bland.. ehm*

'Oh!!? Yum!'

Fortunately, the food at Hogwarts was exceptionally delicious.

Ivan, Hermione, and the other first-year wizards were already starving. With so many delicacies in front of them, no one could resist and eagerly devoured the food.

After everyone had filled their stomachs, the remaining food disappeared from the plates, leaving them clean once again.

A little while later, desserts arrived.

There were all sorts of treats: ice cream, apple pie, treacle tarts, chocolate sponge cake, fried jam donuts, wine-soaked pudding, strawberries, jelly, rice pudding...

As they enjoyed their desserts, the young wizards began talking about their families.

Harry became the center of attention, as everyone was curious about his life in the Muggle world. Unfortunately, Harry didn't want to talk about his miserable childhood.

Soon, the conversation shifted to Ivan.

Hermione was busy asking Percy, a senior, for advice. She was eager to learn more about spells, particularly Transfiguration, which she had been trying to study on her own but knew little about.

Not just her—even Ivan hadn't fully delved into mastering Transfiguration before starting school.

"Ivan, how did you learn so much magic?"

Harry asked, looking at Ivan with admiration. He wanted to learn from him and pick up a few spells himself.

Harry didn't expect to be as skilled as Ivan; if he could master even 20% or 30% of Ivan's abilities, he would be satisfied.

Ivan wasn't sure how to respond.

He didn't want to discourage Harry, so he casually shared a few tips on wand casting with him.

Halfway through the conversation, Harry suddenly put his hand to his forehead. He glanced toward the teacher's table, and Ivan noticed that Snape was staring in their direction.

But unlike Harry, Ivan focused his attention on Professor Quirrell, who was sitting next to Snape.

'A cloud of gray mist.'

Ivan saw a faint gray mist lingering behind Quirrell's head—it was barely noticeable, but it was definitely there.

'That must be Voldemort's current state. Pathetic!'

He wasn't sure whether Dumbledore had noticed, but adhering to the principle of staying out of things that didn't concern him, Ivan decided not to get involved in Dumbledore's "savior training plan."

Pushing those thoughts aside, Ivan enjoyed the rest of his dessert.

As the last of the pudding vanished, the feast officially came to an end.

Dumbledore stood up, and the hall fell silent once again.


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"Oh, now that everyone has eaten and drunk their fill, I have a few more words to say to you all."

Dumbledore's old voice echoed throughout the hall: "As we begin the new term, I want to give you a few reminders."

"First, a note to the new students: No one is allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest on the school grounds. Some of our older students would do well to remember that as well."

As he said this, Dumbledore's twinkling eyes briefly flickered towards the Weasley twins.

"In addition, Mr. Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to remind you that magic is not to be performed in the corridors during class breaks."

"The Quidditch tryouts will be held during the second week of term. Students interested in joining their House team should contact Madam Hooch."

"Finally, I must inform you all," Dumbledore's eyes grew serious, "that the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death."

Hearing this, the new students were left puzzled.

Isn't Hogwarts supposed to be the safest place?

"Now, before we all head to bed, let's sing the school song together!"

When Ivan heard the mention of the school song, he noticed that the smiles of the professors at the staff table suddenly stiffened.

Dumbledore gave a casual flick of his wand, and a long golden ribbon flew out, snaking and twisting above the tables until it formed lines of text.

"Everyone choose your favorite tune!"

Dumbledore said, "Ready, sing!"

hen all the teachers and students sang loudly:

♫♪Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,

Teach us something please,

Whether we be old and bald,

Or young with scabby knees,

Our heads could do with filling,

With some interesting stuff,

For now they're bare and full of air,

Dead flies and bits of fluff,

So teach us things worth knowing,

Bring back what we've forgot,

Just do your best, we'll do the rest,

And learn until our brains all rot...♪♫

Everyone finished singing the school song in a rather scattered fashion, with only the Weasley twins continuing to sing along to the slow melody of the "Funeral March."

Dumbledore conducted the final few bars for the two of them with his wand, and when they finished, his applause was the loudest.

"Ah, music~," he said, wiping his eyes, "is more magical than anything else we do here!"

"It's time to go to bed. Everyone, head back to your dormitories."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he leaned over and said something to McGonagall. She looked puzzled but nodded in agreement.

[Ding!]

[Hidden Achievement Unlocked: 'Sorting Feast']

[Sorting Feast]

Description: Congratulations to the host for completing the once-in-a-lifetime Sorting Ceremony. The magical world is now officially open to you.

Reward: 1 AP, Mysterious Wardrobe x1

'A Hidden achievement?'

The sudden system notification surprised Ivan. It was the first time he realized that his system contained hidden achievements.

And if there was a hidden achievement for the Sorting Feast, would there be others?

For example, the first Christmas, first-year graduation, and so on?

Ivan felt as though he had just gained an additional task at Hogwarts—to explore the castle and uncover more hidden achievements.'

'Another AP gained.'

The value of potential points was undeniable. With 5 points in his magic attribute, Ivan was already on the path to becoming a naturally great wizard.

As long as he continued to grow step by step, he could reach or even surpass Dumbledore's level without relying on external forces.

However, Ivan didn't add the points immediately. He needed to think carefully about how to use them.

Additionally, Ivan was very curious about the new system reward, the "Mysterious Wardrobe." He had no idea what its purpose might be.

[Mysterious Wardrobe]

Description: A wardrobe connected to an unknown magical secret realm. Open it, and you can enter a mysterious magical kingdom/Realm.

Status: Ready to be collected (Ask if you wish to collect it)

"Hmm?"

"Ivan?"

Hermione, walking alongside Ivan as they followed Percy to the Gryffindor dormitory, looked at him in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing, I just tripped," Ivan replied casually before focusing again on the description of the 'Mysterious Wardrobe.'

'A connection to an unknown magical secret realm...'

'So it's essentially a door to a certain space?'

Ivan realized that once the mysterious wardrobe was collected, it couldn't be stored away again—it would exist in the physical world as a tangible object.

"Ivan, Ivan!"

Before Ivan could think further, Professor McGonagall's voice called from the back of the group.

"Percy, I need to speak with Mr. Ambrosius here," Professor McGonagall said. "Take the students to the dormitory."

"Okay, Professor."

Percy nodded and led the younger students away. Ivan gave Hermione a reassuring glance and then approached McGonagall. "Professor, is something the matter?"

"Come with me."

Professor McGonagall motioned for Ivan to follow. They walked through the castle, illuminated by the orange glow of burning candles, all the way to the headmaster's office on the seventh floor.

"Cockroach Cluster."

McGonagall recited the password, and the two ascended the spiral staircase.

Throughout the journey, Ivan remained silent, simply following McGonagall.

"Albus."

They entered the headmaster's office, and McGonagall addressed Dumbledore. "I've brought the student."

"Ah, thank you, Minerva."

Dumbledore smiled kindly and gestured for Professor McGonagall to wait outside, as he wished to speak to Ivan alone.

"Please make it quick, Albus."

Professor McGonagall said, "This child must be exhausted after a long day."

"I know, I know," Dumbledore responded quickly, assuring her it would only take a little time.

"Alright then."

McGonagall exited the headmaster's office and closed the door behind her.

Now, only Ivan and Dumbledore were left in the office. The portraits of past headmasters on the walls were curiously watching the young wizard who had been summoned by the headmaster on his first day at school.

"Professor Dumbledore."

Ivan politely asked the old man why he had called him, and Dumbledore smiled and nodded. "What we're about to discuss may not be suitable for others to hear, wouldn't you agree?"

As he said this, Dumbledore raised his hand, and a silent magic enveloped the entire headmaster's office.

The paintings, which had been expecting something interesting, fell silent, ensuring that the conversation between Dumbledore and Ivan would not be overheard.

"You've asked me here because of what's inside me, haven't you?"

Ivan didn't directly mention the Obscurus. Instead, he raised his hand, palm facing up, and a swirl of black mist poured out, quickly spreading throughout the office.

"A remarkable talent," Dumbledore remarked, his eyes filled with both surprise and concern. "But child, do you know what this is?"

"I didn't know at first, but I found something similar in a book I bought recently."

Ivan spoke plainly. "It's an Obscurus, isn't it, Professor?"

"Ah, yes... Obscurus..."

Dumbledore's expression shifted, recalling painful memories from his past.

Others might not know Dumbledore's connection to Obscurials, but Ivan was well aware.

Dumbledore's sister Ariana and his nephew Aurelius (Credence) were both Obscurials.

In a way, the Dumbledore family had been destroyed by the Obscurus.

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