Chapter 798: Side Story—Passerby A Passing Through!!

I fell into deep thought.

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

Or is it that he did it to make himself look innocent and kind? I kept thinking in my heart.

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

There is a man on the teachers' bench who looks unfriendly, and he is stealing glances in Darren Potter's direction.

Could this be the Snape who earned me so many tears?

My brain was screaming "Snape, Snape, I love Snape!", but on the surface, I buried my head deeply.

No Snape is as important as my life! Passerby A passing through!

"Polly Flynn!"

Professor McGonagall finally called my name.

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

I'm not good at anything else these years, but I can still show off my Occlumency.

Especially when I do it on purpose.

I thought of many ways to make delicious food.

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 enough to jump up.

But for so many years, I have analyzed many possibilities, and I have thought of 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 students like you who are lovable.

Then, Hufflepuff!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

I was almost moved to tears.

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

I thought excitedly.

On the surface, of course, I walked down the steps stumbling, and even tripped nervously 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 really a good girl.

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

Eh.

Did I shed tears? Alright, I was too happy.

Even now, I 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.

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall called Harry Potter's name that I finally calmed down. Harry Potter is also a relatively cute little child.

But I have seen cuter ones.

The cute appearance of the transmigrator is just too much for me.

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

So Harry Potter's appearance, in my opinion, 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 set my eyes on Darren Potter.

This is my chance to look at him openly.

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

I was melted by his little appearance again.

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

I was carried away again.

I wanted to call him "baby" and let Mom hug him!

There should be many girls with this feeling; I saw stars almost appearing in Hannah's eyes.

"Harry Potter doesn't come to Hufflepuff, it's fine if his brother comes; I can give him all the candies my mom bought me!"

Hannah said dreamily.

I wanted to roast her for being visual-oriented.

But I also 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? 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 in a daze.

I pinched her face hard.

This is what I really wanted to do to Darren Potter, but now I can't, 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 short while.

I had been holding it in for too long.

Not to mention I was too excited, 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'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 had 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 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 full of tears.

This is just too cute!

If I had such a child, I would definitely hold 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 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 looked carefully at Darren Potter's expression; it was still perfectly fearful, worried, and expectant of Harry Potter.

Like a little child waiting for his brother to comfort him.

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

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

Or perhaps deep in thought.

Thinking about what reaction he should make next, instead of 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 being sorted into Slytherin by the Sorting Hat, he immediately thought about what to do, and even had a plan for the future.

In any case, 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...