Kapitel 5: I want to chop that hat
This is bad! Reallllllllly bad, Hermione joining Gryffindor was a major part of Harry's development. Her knowledge saved his ass more times than anyone ever realised, the basilisk, time turner, going on the run with him and slipping him Ideas like dumbledores army.
You expect Ron to do that?!?! His only skills are eating, above average chess skills and being an envious little cunt. Harry has a fuck tonne of mental and physical issues, without a positive feminine influence in his life the ginger will drag him down.
Harry was dragged down by Ron due to his reluctance to studying. Harry also got his hatred of slytherin from Ron who used Draco to establish that feeling. Perhaps I should make Harry into a Ravenclaw.
Hermione was still pondering about her house choice so I clapped my hands. "Well hermione it's not like it matters anyway. It's just like one of those silly personality quiz in the magazines that people do for fun anyway right?"
She then shrugged it off and began talking about other things. We came to the conversation about cats and hers was..... freaking me out. crookshanks has fucking fish eyes that seem to always lock onto whoever is looking at it. It also doesn't purr when patted it just breathes louder.
When mordreds eyes twitched as it looked at her I was mildly convince it has some legilimentic attack of some kind but then mordred opened her eyes. "Jon that was easy~ I'll finish the other volumes in about 3 days". She then turned and looked at crookshanks before tilting her chin up. A fierce presence descended on the cat which forced it to reluctantly go back to its cage. That things evil, I'm not letting morty and Tyrion near that creature.
"Whose this jon?" "My name is hermione granger, and you are?" "I am Mordred Pendragon!" "Ok nice to meet you". I was confused as to why hermione didn't react to the surname so I asked her.
"Oh I've noticed lots of people have strange surnames, some people are nobility and have strange names. Nevil was surnamed Longbottom so I assumed that wizards have their surnames as a joke of some kind". She's not wrong but I'm also curious as to how the more educated wizard fold will react.
"So what were you two talking about jon?" "Houses and their traits mordred". "Ah I'm thinking that I'll be a Gryffindor". "I'm worried that your presence will make the others in our year into cowardly lions". She nodded "this is indeed a possibility, I cannot allow anyone claiming to be a lion to be a weakling!"
This affirms my decision to not be in Gryffindor. "Well considering that we need to focus on our studies how about Ravenclaw?" "The ones who are always experimenting? Sure I guess." She was easily placated for once.
Hermione was putting crookshanks away so she returned and asked "mordred what was that meditation you were doing?" "It's called occulemency, Jon found it and it's very useful for studying". Hermiones buck teeth trembled at the word studying. She didn't hesitate to ask how so?
I decided to answer "occulemency allows for the development of an eidetic memory once trained sufficiently, it also allows for total recall of any memory once you gain enough control. Therefore occulemency allows for someone to only need to read a book once to memorise it's contents and review it on a whim". Of course I didn't mention the self control needed for that.
She begged us to teach her but sadly we don't have that part. Only the mental shield, she still absorbed that and decided to practice it later. We then started speaking about other aspects of hogwarts such as the founders and the subjects.
Personally I'm interested in alchemy, transfiguration, apparition, ancient runes, charms and dark arts. Why not flying? Well Me and mordred where sabers, we retained the rider skill so we can work those brooms better than professionals.
Mordred is interested in the dark arts and the DADA, divination, care of magical creatures and transfiguration. We both know mathematics so arithimancy isn't that big a deal for us and mordred was tutored by two of the greatest magic users in her world. Morgan le fey and merlin meaning runes and charms would just bore her.
She wishes to study divination in hopes of learning some form of clairvoyance as in her own words "people who had that skill were tricky bastards to deal with!" I assume she's referring to merlin and Gilgamesh. I'm not bringing Solomon into my eyes at all.
Hermione wanted to learn everything but xylomamcy as she didn't know what it entailed. She was also uninterested in duelling, I wonder how she'll feel when lockheart arrives. That smarmy douche reminds me of Jamie Lannister when he first arrived to winterfell.
"You two should change into your robes soon, we've almost arrived" said hermione as she left to change in a private compartment. I just tapped my king crow cloak and it changed instantly while mordred just shrugged and began changing.
Again for people who are confused me and mordred are used to a knight life style and living wildly. A little nudity won't bother us, though if mordred was more feminine? *bonk* "are you thinking something rude about me". She hit me with a gauntlet covered fist.
"Your women's intuition is impressive for someone who refused to be called a woman" her eyebrow twitched and she hit me again. "Shut up you stupid crow!" I just waved it off and looked out the window. Time sure flies when your having fun.
After a while the train stopped and the students flooded out, hagrid stood their with a lantern in hide calling all the first years towards him to the boats. It was pitch black out now but we were able to see clearly. Hermione was corralled to sit with Harry and Ron, guess something's are just fate. After we boarded the boats I looked towards the bridge we were about to cross and remembered about a few mentions of "the trace" in a few fanfics.
The trace is what the ministry places on young people's wands, it allows them to check all spells they've cast as well as the location they cast them. I'm not really into being tracked so when me and mordred where about to go under the bridge I grabbed her and jumped over it at a high speed. Because of the darkness most didn't even notice us move, at most they would have seen us flicker and attribute it to the flashing of the lantern.
We made land rather quickly, mordred was looking at the water intently completely ignoring the castle. We did look at it but... compared to Camelot or kings landing it's rather plain. I've seen numerous places like that in both lives, hell I even went to durham to see the place the movie was filled once when I was younger in my first life.
Casterly Rock, Winterfell, eyrie, river run, pyke, dragon stone, storms end, highgarden, sun spear, harrenhall, the dreadfort and the red keep all seem much more impressive in my eyes. Mordred also compares most places to Camelot so I feel no need to be awed by this. I'm more interested in the numerous other wizarding schools, I wish in fantastic beasts we got to see illvermorny.
After the giant iron doors swung open an elderly woman exited and greeted us. "Good evening students my name is professor McGonagall, I am the deputy head mistress of this fine institution and will be your professor for transfiguration. Please follow me to the great hall where you will be assigned to your respective houses for the next few years".
She then guided us through the castle and explained about the moving infrastructure. She told us to wait while she checked if we could be seated properly. As soon as she left Draco Malfoy began making noise by antagonising Harry. Mordred just snorted "you said you met this whelps father? If he was imitating him then I can only feel pity towards the current nobility." "To be fair he only represents about a third of it".
"Yes yes, the three major factions. Honestly jon how can you find that exasperating nonsense interesting". I looked at her and creased my brows "mordred where I'm from not knowing these things led to many deaths. Keeping an eye on the political situation may be monotonous however it does bring information that can be used to the advantage. You should never forget that".
She seemed to have caught on that her comment deeply irritated me. She remembered how my adoptive father died from my stories about my life. "I apologise Jon, I didn't mean it like that." I closed my eyes and exhaled through my nose. "It's fine moe, I'm not angry with you". She smiled faintly before McGonagall returned.
I remembered what I knew about her, she studied here and then had some trouble with her marriage if I believe. He was a muggle and she didn't want to involve him in the magical world. She returned to teach at hogwarts and worked her way up the corporate ladder, admirable as she manages to become the headmistress in the future.
We entered the great hall and were led to the front of the hall to sit near the hat so we could be sorted. Some people were wearing those stupid black hats, older students tricked them about it being a permanent part of the dress code and wear it on the induction day.
Naturally I refused to wear it because I love my hair as it is. I looked at dumbledore and felt my spine shiver. He looks like the movies actor but his presence is vastly different. It reminds me of Cersei Lannister as he reeks of manipulation, the only difference between the two is the beard and twinkle present in dumbledores eyes.
He is Locked onto Harry and is not hiding it at all, I noticed snape and quirelmort are also glancing at him every so often. McGonagall also checked him every so often but I assume it's due to her reminiscing about his parents and feeling pity towards him.
I zoned out as I analysed the ceiling, this would be a fantastic thing to have as a wall paper in a bedroom. Well considering you had the ability to turn it off, no one likes being awakened by sun light striking their eyes.
I was drawn back into reality when I heard toads beginning to hum. A hat was present in the room and began singing :
"One thousand years ago this story starts
There were four sorcerers with strong and kind hearts.
Bold Gryffindor from wild moor
Fair Ravenclaw from glen
Sweet Hufflepuff from valley broad
Shrewd slytherin from fen
They had a dream to teach all that they knew
Witches and wizards came far and it grew
'TIL a castle stood tall by the side of a lake
And a thousand years later the magic remains.
Old hogwarts sorting hat sing me a song
Speak in my head, tell me where I belong
And when things look bad there's no where to run
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as one.
Brave Gryffindor favoured the strong
Those who had courage and knew right from wrong
And Rowena Ravenclaw who only taught the best
So kind Helga Hufflepuff would teach all the rest
But Salazar slytherin has his own plans
He thought the muggleborns didn't understand
The subtleties of magic and so he devised
The chamber of secrets with a monster inside
Old hogwarts sorting hat sing me a song
Speak in my head, tell me where I belong
When things look bad and there's nowhere to run
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as one.
Old hogwarts sorting hat sing me a song
Speak in my mind, tell me where I belong
When things look bad and there's no where to run
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as one
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as one!"
That..... was so bad! Why does the hat look smug about it! I noticed some of the students and teachers also looked annoyed yet the headmaster looked pleased. Ah I see, he's a sadist and this is his torture method to get off. Go shag johnny depp you wrinkly goat.
Mordred said " I want to chop that hat to pieces, shame I don't have clarent". "Mordred~ the sword of Gryffindor is stuffed inside it~ maybe we'll have to pull on it EXTRA hard just to make sure it's there". She grinned evilly and the hat shook before turning its creased up face in our direction so we hid our intentions. It locked onto the sneering Malfoy and decided that it was going to read some of his thoughts aloud.
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