Chapter 767

I fell into deep contemplation.

Could it be that he did it to appear more sociable?

Or perhaps, he did it to make himself look simple and kind? I kept pondering in my heart.

Although I didn't guess anything, I discovered one thing.

On the teacher's bench, there is a man who doesn't look very friendly, peeking in the direction of Darren Potter.

Could this be that Snape who earned me many tears?

In my brain, I was screaming wildly: Professor Snape, Professor Snape, I love Professor Snape! But on the surface, I buried my head deeply.

No Professor Snape is as important as my own life! A passerby passing through!

"Polly Flynn!"

Professor McGonagall finally called my name.

I gathered all my thoughts, and then thinking about what to have for dinner in my mind, I walked in front of the Sorting Hat.

I might not be good at other things these years, but I can still show off my Occlumency.

Especially when I deliberately do so.

I thought of the recipes for many delicacies.

Mr. Sorting Hat is a very interesting friend.

It praised my appreciation for food.

Then it suggested I go to Gryffindor.

I was almost scared into jumping up.

But for so many years, I have analyzed many possibilities, and I have thought about this too.

So I immediately thought in my heart about my clumsiness in practicing magic, and my love for Hufflepuff.

Mr. Sorting Hat laughed on top of my head.

"Alright, child, it seems you really like Hufflepuff, and she also likes cute students like you very much.

Then, Hufflepuff!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

I was almost moved to tears.

I finally arrived at the safest house; I will definitely not let down my ten years of planning, and I will definitely live on honestly!

I thought excitedly.

On the surface, of course, I stumbled as I walked down the steps, and I was so nervous that I tripped on the way.

I wasn't pretending; I was truly excited, nervous, and thrilled. The heaviness that had been pressing on my heart for days finally made me feel comfortable.

Hannah is truly a good girl.

She pulled me and let me sit next to her; she was like a big sister, and she even wiped my tears.

Huh.

I shed tears? Alright, I was too happy.

Even until now, I still can't calm down.

Fortunately, there are many people around like me, so a new student like me isn't conspicuous.

I was excited for a long time.

Until Professor McGonagall called Harry Potter's name, I finally calmed down. Harry Potter is also considered a relatively cute little child.

But I have seen cuter ones.

The cute appearance of a transmigrator really makes me swoon.

Even Malfoy's white-haired ball doesn't make me pay much attention.

So Harry Potter's appearance, in my view, is just okay.

I watched Harry Potter tremblingly put on the Sorting Hat, and I knew he would communicate with the Sorting Hat for a long time.

I also knew he would enter Gryffindor and start his protagonist's journey.

Sure enough.

After a while, Mr. Sorting Hat finally shouted loudly: Gryffindor! Gryffindor cheered.

Hannah next to me sighed softly: Why didn't Harry Potter come to our Hufflepuff?

I laughed awkwardly.

Sorry, if Harry Potter came in, I would drop out immediately, thank you! Fortunately, he didn't come in!

"Darren Potter!"

Professor McGonagall finally called the transmigrator.

I fixed my gaze on Darren Potter.

This is my chance to look at him openly.

Many people are doing this; if I don't look at him, I would be suspected instead.

I was melted by his little appearance again.

This is truly a divine appearance that a little kid can have.

I was head over heels again.

I wish I could call him baby and let Mommy hug him!

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

"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 for being a face-con.

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

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

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 mommy!"

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

I only lost control for this little while.

I had been holding it in for too long.

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

Hannah perfectly bore my excitement.

When I finally calmed down, Hannah was almost pinched to tears by me.

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

But perhaps it's 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 was wearing the Sorting Hat on his head, covering 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 won't go to Gryffindor.

But I was wrong.

"Slytherin!"

The Sorting Hat shouted loudly.

I was almost stunned.

I looked at Darren Potter; he also seemed stunned. He looked at Harry Potter's direction with a pale face. A 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 hug him tightly.

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

Doesn't he know that the Sorting Hat will try 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 perfectly fearful, worried, and expectant of Harry Potter.

Like a little kid expecting his older brother to comfort him.

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

If a transmigrator wants to hug a thigh but ends 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, instead of perfectly making the look a simple and kind younger brother should have.

He is pretending! I confirmed it again.

He went to Slytherin on purpose, or he thought of what to do immediately after being sorted into Slytherin by the Sorting Hat, and even already had a plan for the future.

Regardless, 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 also an ordinary person like me...