Inherited Physical Traits

He, who was born and raised in the magical world, knew that there were no nobles in the magical world.

The term "pure-blood noble" was exactly the same as the "people with tattoos on their forearms" he'd heard about in Youzhou in his previous life.

But it shouldn't be like this.

Although, he had heard from the twin sister that in novels, Slytherin was often compared to a troll.

Harry Potter, which was mainly written for children, had very stereotypical characters.

The villains from Slytherin had pale skin, and were also described as pallid.

The female students who appeared were described as either looking like pugs or being large and stout.

Among the male Slytherin students with speaking roles, apart from a minority like Malfoy, most were burly and compared to trolls.

But before this, Basil had never believed these things.

In his mind, Slytherin was the epitome of nobility and elegance.

However, if that was the case, was it related to their superior genetic appearance that pure-bloods like Malfoy and Black were included in the twenty-eight sacred pure-blood families?

After all, among Slytherin's pure-bloods, Crabbe and Goyle were the majority.

Basil guessed it had something to do with their pure-blood ancestors.

It seemed to be the influence of Magical Power; the physical traits of Wizards, including but not limited to hair color, eye color, facial features, and physique, were more easily passed down to their descendants than those of Muggles.

In medieval Europe, during the era when the Statute of Secrecy was not yet fully enforced and Wizards had not yet gone into hiding.

Wizards who yearned for power and leaned towards Slytherin often held high-status positions in the Muggle world.

And their statuses were mostly limited to merchants, priests, and knights.

Only a few, like the Malfoys, could interact with royalty and nobles, appearing like courtiers.

The former were often either strong and robust, or had the luxury of excess fat.

The latter often had delicate hands that never touched the grime of the world, were not exposed to wind or sun, resulting in pale complexions and slender physiques.

Therefore, the Slytherins, over the long years, had not only passed down family traits like mastery of dark magic, which were more inclined towards magic.

They had also inherited the physical traits that their ancestors had acquired through their affluent lives.

"Basil Granger!" The Sorting Hat's voice jolted him out of his thoughts.

Damn it!

He had missed the Sorting of the Iron Throne's owner—Hannah Abbott!

If his life were a fanfiction novel, wouldn't his bloodline be impure and his story a failure!

He casually put on the hat, which almost swallowed his entire head, without any dialogue.

A voice immediately came to his ears.

However, the first part was almost a whisper, while the second part suddenly rose, deafeningly loud.

"Boy, Gryffindor's head is indeed large."

"Gryffindor!"

[Identity Correction: Hogwarts, Gryffindor, First Year Student (20 Gems awarded daily)]

[Fire-based Spell Buff +1%]

He paid no attention to the students' whispers below.

The cheers from the Gryffindors, especially Percy, "I knew it, which other house could it be!"

The admiring gazes from the ghosts behind him, who had also finished watching the whole spectacle.

Basil took off the hat and walked, slightly disappointed, to Hermione, who was waiting for him to sit down together.

"Only 1%, who wants that?"

"It's 20!!!"

"Wasn't I the protagonist?"

"Why did I go straight to Gryffindor!"

"I haven't even acted coy yet!"

At this moment, a translucent, pearl-white ghost wearing a ruff collar, a knee-length tunic, and tight pants floated over.

His attire was almost identical to the [Midnight Phantom] fashion in the game.

Only the in-game version was a deeper blue.

"Boy, you seem a bit disappointed."

"But your choice is undoubtedly correct."

Hermione, standing beside him, couldn't help but hug Basil's left arm again.

Basil subtly pulled his hand away and sighed, "I thought Slytherin was very outstanding."

The ghost rolled his eyes, "Although Slytherin has won the House Cup for six consecutive years! Even in Quidditch, after Charlie Weasley left, we haven't won again! But they aren't outstanding, they are cunning! Treacherous!"

Hermione was drawn into the topic, "But 'Hogwarts: A History' mentions that Gryffindor is the most outstanding house!"

The ghost seemed quite pleased and wanted to lift its neck, but for some reason, it stopped.

"The contents of this book are completely accurate!"

"How so?" "How so?" At some point, the sorting had finished, and Harry and Ron, who had sat down nearby, also asked curiously.

Neville remained silent, his ears perked up like the other first-year newcomers.

The older students, as if by unspoken agreement, glanced at the two red-haired twins and Snape at the high table.

The ghost self-importantly adjusted its collar, "While it's true that some students from our house like to break school rules, Slytherin has consistently won because of their Head of House and Potions Master, Severus Snape. He always finds excuses to award points to his own house and deduct them from Gryffindor. There has never been a Head of House so biased."

"I dare say that even Phineas Nigellus Black, Hogwarts' most unpopular Headmaster, would be more popular if he were resurrected now."

"But there's nothing surprising about that, after all, his name is Snape (used as a verb, meaning to treat harshly), haha."

"What about our Head of House? Professor McGonagall!" Ron quickly asked.

He didn't understand the ghost's cold joke.

Basil, however, thought of more, "Snape? It's derived from the Old Norse word 'sneypa,' meaning 'to insult, disgrace, defile.' If I hadn't transmigrated, and hadn't even passed CET-4, I probably wouldn't have known that the surname itself foreshadowed the character's experiences and personality."

"Just like Professor Cat, Minerva is the Roman name for Athena, and Athena is also known as the goddess of justice."

On the other side, the ghost had just finished its assessment, "Her? She's an excellent Transfiguration teacher and Hogwarts' Deputy Headmistress."

"Oh? She's not a good Head of House?" Seamus Finnigan, with his light brown hair, interjected.

The ghost shook its head, "She's just impartial. Well, not including the Quidditch domain."

Hermione nodded confidently, "That's a good Head of House! With me and Basil here, the House Cup is definitely ours this year!"

The surrounding students looked over in surprise, but this did not include the first-year newcomers.

In fact, by helping Neville find Trevor, Hermione had searched almost the entire train.

She would casually assess the level of any student who looked like a newcomer.

She would also arrogantly mention that she had successfully cast all the spells from the textbooks.

Basil was unaware that Hermione had garnered so much animosity.

In front of some of the Slytherin 'snakes,' he had managed to get by using Granger's surname and his haughty demeanor.

He thought that Hermione had recognized the value of his wandless, silent Stunning Spell.

Therefore, he directly asked the ghost again, "Is there a story behind that? I mean, about Quidditch."

The ghost glanced somewhat awkwardly at Professor McGonagall at the high table, but the curious and admiring gazes of the surrounding students made its mouth move automatically.

"I know this. In fact, I witnessed it myself."

But his voice was drowned out.

Because the sorting was over, Professor McGonagall picked up the Sorting Hat and left.

Dumbledore stood up, gave a brief platitude, and the iconic "Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Blubber!"

After he sat down, the entire Great Hall erupted in thunderous applause.

In the blink of an eye, the empty golden plates on the tables were filled with food.