Chapter 308 Helga: Clean Up

"What's wrong?" Seeing Professor White staring at the Sorting Hat, Dumbledore felt a little uneasy, not understanding what she wanted to do.

"This hat, you never wash it?"

Professor White's question was beyond Dumbledore's expectation, and he didn't know how to answer her for a moment. As far as he knew, the Sorting Hat did not need to be washed.

Hufflepuff walked directly to the Sorting Hat and picked it up.

Dumbledore: !!!

Before he could react, Professor White took out his wand and gave the Sorting Hat a "fresh clean".

Watching Professor White touching the Sorting Hat, Dumbledore felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest - what if the hat was damaged by Professor White, how would the students be sorted in the future?

Hufflepuff didn't think so much. First of all, she was very good at all kinds of life magic, and she was absolutely sure that she could only remove the thousand-year-old dirt on the hat without damaging the hat itself. Secondly, even if there is a problem with the hat, she is confident that she can fix it - if it can't be fixed, she will call Salazar and Rowena to fix it together.

She picked up the hat and cleaned it in no time.

Sorting Hat: What happened?

Most of the time, the Sorting Hat is dormant, but today it was suddenly awakened - it felt a familiar but unfamiliar breath.

The Sorting Hat twisted in confusion, only to feel that it was itchy, as if it had shed a layer of skin, as if it was pulled into the bathhouse and then rubbed hard.

It tried to sense outside, and then the whole hat froze: it seemed to see an incredible guy! ! !

Hufflepuff put the clean hat on his head and talked to the Sorting Hat.

[Long time no see, Godric Hat]

[Ah! It's really you, Mr. Hufflepuff]

[My name is Smith White now, don't make a mistake, and don't say anything you shouldn't say]

[Yes, yes... Do you know, Slytherin——]

[I've seen him]

[……]

After a brief chat with this wise hat, Hufflepuff took it off her head. Dumbledore rushed to Hufflepuff with a vigor that didn't match his age, took the Sorting Hat from her hand, and carefully checked it.

After checking the hat from inside to outside and finding no problems, Dumbledore was relieved.

"Professor White, you are too reckless!" He said in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "This hat is a relic of the four founders, and it contains their wisdom. If it is damaged, the damage caused is irreparable-we will lose the founders' standards for the freshmen's sorting."

Hufflepuff: It always feels weird to hear you say that, and she feels that it seems that the old friends are not very satisfied with the admission standards of their respective colleges? At least Salazar is very, very dissatisfied.

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore." Hufflepuff comforted gently: "The hat that embodies the 'wisdom' of the founders will not be damaged by a small cleaning spell. If you don't believe it, you can ask the Sorting Hat and see what it says."

Dumbledore looked down at the "brand new" Sorting Hat, and the Sorting Hat said that it had no opinion.

Since the Sorting Hat itself seemed to have no opinion, he couldn't say anything more and could only put it back on the partition.

After returning to the familiar partition, the Sorting Hat's tense nerves also relaxed. It muttered in its heart: Why are all these guys back? A few years ago it was Salazar, and now it meets Helga...

"Professor Dumbledore, do you think that if the founders were alive today, their sorting standards would remain the same as a thousand years ago?"

Another sentence from Professor White made Dumbledore alert again.

It was difficult for him to answer this question because he thought he had no right to answer this question.

"I feel that Sarah might be very disappointed when she sees the current Slytherin House." Seeing that Dumbledore didn't speak, Hufflepuff spoke to himself.

Dumbledore continued to remain silent.

"I say this not for anything else, but just to tell you not to be afraid of change. Sometimes it's a good thing to inject new ideas into the hat." Hufflepuff said sincerely.

Dumbledore nodded on the surface, but he didn't agree with Professor White's words in his heart.

The older he gets, the more conservative he becomes. Dumbledore no longer has the energy to make changes, because he is already 1112 years old this year. At this age, it is unknown whether he can wake up after a nap, so how can he have the energy to inject new ideas into the Sorting Hat?

However, there are some things he must do before he turns to dust, that is, to destroy Voldemort, the demon born from his hands.

"We will talk about the Sorting Hat later. Let's take a look at Professor Trelawney's prophecy first. I think I need to give her a raise." Dumbledore brought Hufflepuff to a cabinet.

He opened the cabinet, and a silver light appeared. Dumbledore took out a shallow stone basin from the cabinet and placed it on his desk.

Hufflepuff recognized it at a glance. It was the Pensieve she had dug out that year.

The Pensieve was now filled with memories that were like liquid and gas, emitting a bright silver light. This was the accumulation of successive headmasters.

Since they all had the ability to directly materialize the scenes in their memories, they hardly used the Pensieve at that time. Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, the memories in the basin were almost full.

"These are all precious treasures." Helga had the urge to put her wand into the basin and stir it. Maybe she could see the memories of the headmasters hundreds of years or even nearly a thousand years ago.

"It's like this-" Dumbledore was about to tell Professor White about the use of the Pensieve, and saw her use her wand to pull out her memories, and then put that memory into the basin.

Seeing that Professor White could use the Pensieve, Dumbledore didn't say anything more, but buried his head in the basin with her-

The next moment, the two appeared in the Divination Classroom in the West Tower together, and Trelawney was chatting with Hufflepuff half an hour ago.

The two found a cushion to sit down together, watching Professor Trelawney enter the state in the smoke of herbs and make a prophecy against the Dark Lord.

When Lavender rushed into the classroom and interrupted Trelawney's prediction, the memory also stopped abruptly, and the two returned to Dumbledore's office together.

"I was wrong, I should give you two a raise." Dumbledore, who witnessed Trelawney's prediction, was heavy in his heart, but he still made a little joke. As a result, Hufflepuff took out the original contract signed at the time.

"Great, then let's talk about how much the increase should be?"

Dumbledore:...

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