Chapter 1671

There are many people doing this; if I don't look at him, I would be the one suspected.

I was once again charmed by his little appearance.

This is truly a fairy-like appearance that a child can have.

I was head over heels again.

I wanted to call out "Baby, let Mom hug you!"

There must be many girls with this feeling; I saw stars almost popping out of Hannah's eyes.

"If Harry Potter doesn't come to Hufflepuff, his brother coming is fine too; I can give him all the candies my mom bought me!"

Hannah said dreamily.

I wanted to roast her face-con nature.

But I couldn't help but say: "He is really super cute; if only I could hug him, Darren baby, Mom loves you!"

"Ah! Polly, why do you want to call him baby? And you want to be his mom?"

Hannah looked at me in shock.

I laughed and said: "Don't you think that such a small child really makes one's maternal love overflow?"

"But, but you are also a child!"

"No, I don't care, I want to be his mom!"

Hannah's little round face looked at me blankly.

I pinched her face hard.

This is what I really wanted to do to Darren Potter, but I can't right now, so I can only pinch Hannah's.

Rounding up, I pinched the transmigrator's face! In all fairness.

I only lost control for this short while.

I had been holding it in for too long.

What's more, I was too excited, and I wanted to vent it out.

Hannah perfectly bore my excitement.

By the time I finally calmed down, Hannah was almost cried by me.

Fortunately, she has a good temper and doesn't hold it against me.

Or maybe it was because she was too lazy to hold it against me in order to watch Darren Potter.

I also looked at Darren Potter.

Darren Potter was still sitting obediently on the chair.

He had the Sorting Hat on his head, which covered most of his cute little face, revealing only his rosy little mouth.

I think the final result should be Gryffindor.

This transmigrator came here to hug the protagonist Harry Potter's thigh; it's unlikely he wouldn't go to Gryffindor.

But I was wrong.

"Slytherin!"

The Sorting Hat shouted loudly.

I was almost stunned.

I looked at Darren Potter; he seemed to be stunned too. He looked at Harry Potter's direction with a pale face. His pair of green eyes turned red and were filled with tears.

This is just too cute!

If I had such a child, I would definitely hold him tight.

But I immediately reacted; no, he is not a child, he is a transmigrator.

Doesn't he know that the Sorting Hat will try its best to listen to the student's wishes?

Or did he say he wanted to go to Gryffindor, but the Sorting Hat didn't agree?

I carefully looked at Darren Potter's expression; it was still a perfect display of fear, worry, and longing for Harry Potter.

Like a little child expecting his brother to comfort him.

His reaction was very normal, just like a child who had been sorted into a different house, but he didn't fit the performance of a transmigrator.

If a transmigrator wanted to hug a thigh, but ended up being sorted into the house opposite to the protagonist, he should be fearful, or worried about his future life.

Or perhaps deep in thought.

Deep in thought about what reaction he should have next, rather than perfectly making the look that a simple and kind younger brother should have.

He is pretending! I confirmed it again.

He went to Slytherin on purpose, or perhaps after he was sorted into Slytherin by the Sorting Hat, he immediately thought about what he should do, and even already had plans for the future.

No matter what, this transmigrator's brain is definitely better than mine.

I felt relieved.

At least I don't have to worry that this fellow countryman is an ordinary person like me...