Chapter 560: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 237

Not long after, Headmaster's office.

Jia Siting finally saw Headmaster Dumbledore sitting in his seat.

"Perhaps we need a new teacher to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts again. Heavens, the teachers for this subject are consumed so quickly, aren't they?"

Headmaster Dumbledore smiled and blinked.

"Professor Qiluo..."

Jia Siting didn't expect it to be this serious.

"Oh, not that, but the next thing. Scams are always exposed; false things cannot withstand scrutiny."

Headmaster Dumbledore smiled calmly and said.

His gaze seemed to penetrate through here, to the head of a young witch flipping through Qiluo's books.

"Sincerity, Mr. Green, is something that is always easily lost by people. I am glad to see you grasp this point."

Dumbledore implied.

Jia Siting stared into his eyes, and Dumbledore's smile paused slightly.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, you were all..."

Before Jia Siting could ask, Headmaster Dumbledore changed the subject:

"Before discussing any issues, we must wait..."

His fingers twitched, and Jia Siting realized that he and the Headmaster were already invisible.

He looked up and saw a figure peering curiously at the door.

He seemed to find no one here, so he quietly bypassed the table, picked up the hat on the shelf, and slowly placed it on his head.

Jia Siting turned his head back; Headmaster Dumbledore was looking kindly, extending a finger to his lips.

At the edge of the table, because the hat was too big, it slid down and covered Harry's eyes.

"Oh, yes, it's me."

Jia Siting heard Harry say in a muffled, indistinct voice,

"Oh—sorry, to bother you—I wanted to ask—"

Jia Siting knew he was talking to the Sorting Hat. The next moment, Harry grabbed the top of the hat and took it off angrily.

The hat hung limp in his hand, dirty and faded.

Harry put it back on the original shelf and said loudly:

"You're wrong! I'm not suited for Slytherin! And I couldn't possibly be!"

The hat didn't move. Harry stared at it, backed away, and left worriedly.

His muttering echoed in the silent office:

"Parseltongue... resourceful... strong-willed... and some kind of contempt for legal regulations—don't talk nonsense!"

It wasn't until he left that Headmaster Dumbledore called Jia Siting to his side and asked with a smile:

"Do you have an answer now?"

"Regardless, it didn't choose, so even if the soul in the darkness is guilty, the true sinner is the one who creates the darkness."

Jia Siting said.

Winter night, snow fell on Hogwarts again.

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