The Turncoat Sorting Hat

In the Wizarding World, there exists a group of wizards with special talents.

The most famous example is the Parseltongue Slytherin, who are born with the ability to communicate with snakes.

Although this ability can be learned later in life, it is mostly inherited through bloodline.

This is unparalleled magical talent!

There is also a Metamorphmagus.

They can freely change their appearance without needing to learn.

Merlin was a Metamorphmagus, Tonks, whom William knew, was also a Metamorphmagus.

There's also that Prophecy ability; Nicolas can briefly see the future without needing to learn any so-called Divination.

And the natural Legilimency wizard... William had heard old man Newt mention him.

His sister-in-law, Queenie Goldstein, possessed the ability to easily enter other people's minds and read their thoughts.

However, she cannot freely control this ability, and is constantly reading other people's thoughts, which brings her much suffering.

After all, the human heart is complex, with too many dark sides that cannot be expressed in words.

Sometimes knowing too much isn't a good thing.

Unlike Queenie, Luna cannot use this power for extended periods; she only activates it when she is extremely curious.

In other words, this is a passive skill that needs to be triggered.

"When do you usually get curious?" William asked.

"I'm really curious now," Luna said absentmindedly.

What did you see?

"I can see a lot of images... Qiu is debating whether to drink milk or Pumpkin Juice, then she thinks they can be mixed together..."

"Marietta is thinking about our relationship. She likes you and wants to invite you to the grove after the dinner..."

"Alright! Stop talking!" William quickly whispered, trying to stop them. "Don't try to guess what others are thinking; it's impolite."

Luna stared at William: "Are you sure? Your roommate, Marcus Belby, wants to... while you're asleep tonight..."

Luna shut up.

William waited a minute, then said speechlessly, "... Why do you only say half of what you mean!"

"You were the one who told me to stop talking, that it's impolite to presume to know what others are thinking."

"..."

William decided to make do at the Room of Requirement for the night.

In the first time loop, Marcus and Bradley slept together hundreds of times.

William is traumatized by this.

Luna shook her head, puzzled, and said, "But I still can't sense it, I can't see what you're thinking."

"I sealed it off with Occlumency," William explained, referring to this obscure spell.

"By the way, next time you're curious, you can try asking Professor Snape," he suggested.

Luna glanced at William suspiciously, sensing that he had ulterior motives.

Luna's intuition is terrifyingly sharp; she can read minds without resorting to Legilimency.

She and Hermione are completely opposite.

If Luna studied psychology, she would definitely become a psychology expert.

The two began a friendly academic exchange, and William is currently studying Legilimency.

During the time loop, Dumbledore did not teach him this obscure spell, but only Occlumency.

William had to be self-taught.

At this point, the branch campus project was nearing its end.

"Ginny Weasley," Professor Flitwick called out.

Ginny walked forward with trembling legs and sat down on the wobbly stool.

Professor Flitwick draped the Sorting Hat over her head, and less than a second after the hat touched her deep red hair, he exclaimed, "Ha! Another redhead, of course... Gryffindor!"

Ginny blushed and ran towards the Gryffindor dining table.

The twins excitedly slapped the table, and Percy, beaming with joy, loudly proclaimed, "That's my sister! That's my sister!"

Wood took off his shoes, stood on the chair, and shouted, "There are girls in the Gryffindor freshmen! We have girls!"

I have a girlfriend!

Percy kicked Wood, sending him flying.

The twins picked up Wood's smelly shoes, preparing to use inhumane gas attacks on him and subject him to physical torture.

The scene was quite chaotic at one point.

Whoever marries Ginny in the future will definitely feel very insecure.

It's because she has a group of brothers who are overly protective of their sister.

Wait... who does Ginny like again?

If Harry and Ron, the two best friends, were to get into a fight because of Ginny, that would definitely be a very exciting scene.

Dumbledore tapped the table to quiet everyone down.

If McGonagall were here, the Gryffindor students wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous, since Professor McGonagall would actually deduct points.

"Anne Stark!" Professor Flitwick called out again.

A low hum filled the restaurant, like the crackling of tiny flames.

"Stark, which Stark?"

"William has such a beautiful younger sister?"

"They look so alike!"

Thanks to William's high profile, a group of students craned their necks to watch.

Malfoy also stood on tiptoe, peering curiously, but Pansy, standing next to him, secretly pinched Malfoy's buttocks with two fingers.

"Dede! What are you looking at?!"

"I'm watching the door. Potter's been gone so long, I wonder if he'll get fired?" Malfoy lied, squinting his eyes.

Pansy was relieved. Draco caring about Potter was better than him focusing on girls, right?

She hesitated for a moment, feeling that something about the sentence was off.

Anne walked gracefully to the chair, smiled sweetly at Professor Flitwick, and then sat down gently.

She playfully picked up the Sorting Hat, tossed it into the air, skillfully flipped it, caught it steadily, and gently placed it on her head.

The whole process was smooth and seamless.

This year's students are all incredibly talented!

Anne put on her hat and heard a faint sound beside her ear.

"Do you know I'm Gryffindor's hat? I'm over a thousand years old. Can you afford to pay for it if I drop it on the ground?"

"It's alright, Luna is a very good sewer. She even said she'd sew me a little bear as a gift," Anne comforted her.

"It's the needle I asked her to bring. I heard it was quite worn out, so I thought she could help you repair it. Why did you refuse just now?"

"..." The Sorting Hat remembered the little girl with the needle from earlier and suddenly felt a chill.

"Wait, how do you know I'm shabby? William certainly won't tell you about me!"

Not telling first-year wizards how to be sorted into houses is a traditional Hogwarts practice.

"Just because my brother doesn't tell me, does that mean I can't find out?"

Anne tilted her head and hummed, "Sorting is such a small thing... Hermione tried to lie to me and told me I had to fight a dragon."

A bunch of liars!

"Who told you how to be assigned to a department?"

"If I tell you, will you tell Professor Dumbledore?"

Of course!

"Never mind then, I promised Luna I'd keep it a secret."

"..."

Dumbledore sat in his chair, coughed a few times, and was somewhat puzzled.

What's with the Sorting Hat?

Didn't he already give instructions to the college?

Shouldn't Anne, after putting on the Sorting Hat, have the Sorting Hat utter a few insincere "difficult, difficult, difficult" statements and immediately announce Gryffindor?

It's been five minutes already!

Merlin's thigh, oh,

Could this guy be a traitor, turning against us at the last minute?

(Thanks to the generous reward from the sect leader "Hell Cat". I had already paid back two chapters, and still owed "Hell Cat" and "snz" two chapters. Now I have added two more chapters, so I owe four chapters.)

I've been a bit busy lately, just making a note of it.