The Sorting Hat Stolen

Inside the Hogwarts Headmaster's office, Dumbledore listened to Professor McGonagall's account, his heart filled with rage.

"Who gave Fudge the audacity to inspect the Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts and even take the Sorting Hat?!"

Dumbledore was absolutely furious; this was a direct slap in the face to Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall's face darkened. "Albus, we need to go to the Ministry of Magic right now and get the Sorting Hat back!"

"No!" Dumbledore shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Fudge will definitely not return the Sorting Hat to us."

"In fact, Fudge from the Ministry of Magic deliberately stopped me when I went to Diagon Alley today."

Moreover, Dumbledore was horrified when he heard that Professor McGonagall had been driven away and the Sorting Hat had been stolen.

You have to understand, Professor McGonagall is second only to Fudge in the Wizarding World, yet she was driven away by one of Fudge's henchmen.

This forced Dumbledore to treat Fudge as an enemy with utmost care.

He knows all this: Voldemort has risen from the ashes and possessed Quirrell to infiltrate Hogwarts.

However, in order to cultivate the Chosen One, he could only pretend not to know.

Having Voldemort was already a problem for him, but now he also had to deal with the sudden rise of Fudge, which gave Dumbledore a real headache.

On the other side, in a dimly lit room in Knockturn Alley.

Several masked wizards gathered together, and in front of them was a hat that blindfolded them.

"A Biao, go and take the brothers to examine this hat carefully. I feel there's something strange about it."

"Alright, Lord Lai, it's just a hat. The brothers will definitely figure it out perfectly."

During the Sorting Ceremony, the Sorting Hat might have seen his memories, so just to be on the safe side, it would be best to have the talents check him again.

Hearing the eerie voice beside him, the Sorting Hat panicked and shouted:

"What are you doing? I am the Gryffindor Hat! You are making an enemy of all Hogwarts! Let me go!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Sang Biao's eyes. He drew his wand, pointed it at the Sorting Hat, and shouted, "Legilimency!"

At the same time, Scarface quickly pulled out his newly developed ' Intelligence-Boosting Potion ' and poured bottle after bottle into the Sorting Hat's mouth.

The Sorting Hat Sorting Hat, whose memories had been invaded, was still desperately resisting, but after the potion was poured in, it froze on the spot.

Sang Biao was overjoyed; the Sorting Hat's memory defense had actually been breached!

As a master of Dark Magic, Sang Biao was naturally at ease with the unsuspecting Sorting Hat, and quickly read through all of the Sorting Hat's memories from the past year.

After a moment, Sang Biao said in a deep voice, "Lord Lai, the Sorting Hat has completely lost all its memories related to the Sorting House, and it seems that there are still four memories deep within the Sorting Hat."

As expected! Lester seemed to understand; the Four Founders had left a contingency plan for the Sorting Hat.

As for the reason, Lester believed it certainly wasn't anything good.

If a person is already dead, leaving behind a contingency plan, it's either to benefit future generations or for their own selfish purposes.

Thousands of years have passed, and the descendants of the four founders have long since died out. Even among the Slytherin, only Voldemort, the bastard, remains in the family.

The one who got me into Slytherin House must be Slytherin himself.

Why would Slytherin, with whom he had no relation, allow him to enter Slytherin House?

It's not that Lester is cynical; the truth is, this whole thing is too suspicious. Lester is 90% sure that Slytherin is likely trying to sabotage him!

Although he knew that Slytherin might be up to no good, Lester remained completely calm.

He wasn't afraid of an ancient relic that had been dead for over a thousand years. If the man angered him, he would simply order his henchmen to desecrate the man's ancestral graves.

"Alright, A Biao, erase the Sorting Hat's memories in a bit, then put it back at the Hogwarts entrance."

After confirming that the Sorting Hat had no memory of him, Lester was finally relieved.

The Sorting Hat is useless to him; he might as well return it to Dumbledore.

Although Lester was certain that the cunning Dumbledore wouldn't be swayed by the Sorting Hat, what if? What if Dumbledore lost the Sorting Hat and suddenly turned to the dark side?

That humanoid nuclear bomb would probably destroy the entire Wizarding World, and I would have to flee to a new continent for refuge.

After the Sorting Hat issue was resolved, Lester laughed:

"Tell our brothers in Azkaban, today is a holiday, let's all celebrate Christmas together!"

"Leona, go and take a look at the statistics to see if anyone wants to perform, and design the stage."

"Scarface, go to Diagon Alley —no, to Knockturn Alley —and buy the brothers Christmas presents."

Since it's Christmas today, and Lester isn't some heartless capitalist, he naturally wants to share the joy with the people.

And so, the first Christmas party at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was held.

All the schools in Azkaban attended this grand event, and even the imprisoned prisoners received their own Christmas gifts.

Victor brought his little gift box to Sirius's cell and handed it over along the bars.

"Hey Dog Bro, it's Christmas today, here's a present for you."

Sirius was quite taken aback; this was the first time he had received a Christmas present in all his years in Azkaban.

Sirius couldn't wait to open it. Looking at the huge bone inside the gift box, he felt like killing someone.

Just because Sirius's Animagus is a dog doesn't mean he himself loves eating bones!

Not only Sirius received a gift, but everyone in Azkaban did.

And so, amidst laughter and joy, Azkaban celebrated Christmas together.

Hogwarts reopened, and the young wizards arrived at London train station accompanied by their families.

The train station was packed with people, Muggle and wizards going to school huddled together.

This is where class becomes important; wealthy Pure-blood wizard can be teleported directly to the Hogwarts Express train station via the fireplace.

As for the impoverished purebloods and those children from Muggle families, they could only force their way through the crowd and enter the train station by crashing into pillars.

Hermione's family are all Muggle, so unsurprisingly, they all managed to squeeze in.

By the time Hermione was successfully escorted into the Hogwarts Express train station, Hermione hair was a complete mess.

As for her parents, sorry, the Ministry of Magic won't allow Muggle in.

As soon as Hermione entered the train station, she saw the Malfoy family; their blond hair stood out conspicuously in the station.

At the same time, Malfoy also saw Hermione, whom he had been thinking about day and night, and his eyes showed excitement.

Old Malfoy had been observing the changes in Young Malfoy's expression.

He knew that his precious son was probably completely infatuated with that Muggle girl.

If he hadn't run into Hermione and her family during the Diagon Alley terror attack, he probably would still be in the dark about what his precious son had done.

"Father, the train is about to leave, I have to go now!"

As soon as Hermione entered, Malfoy became unusually excited, leaving Old Malfoy speechless.