For the next three days, Hogwarts was still immersed in a relaxed and calm atmosphere.

The little wizards are all enjoying a rare leisure time without having to worry about their exam results.

It is worth mentioning that the last Quidditch match was held during this time. The match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

Apparently, Harry had not woken up from his coma, and the Gryffindor team was missing a player and had to temporarily find a senior student to make up the numbers.

As a result, Gryffindor suffered its biggest defeat in three hundred years.

When the score was not matched by Lavender, Lavender's goalkeeper successfully caught the Golden Snitch and ended the game. Obviously, in the absence of one of the most important players, the other Gryffindor players were not very motivated and performed poorly.

Brian saw that Gryffindor captain Wood grabbed his hair with a depressed look after the game, and his expression seemed to be about to cry.

He was satisfied to see that he had obtained 0.1 new testimony point.

Malfoy was very happy. It should be said that the cheers of the little wizards of Slytherin covered Ravenclaw, because according to the overall points, Slytherin was undoubtedly the first place, which means they continued to win the Quidditch Cup this year.

Malfoy was still smiling proudly on the way back to the lounge, as if it was all his credit.

"Ah, so Porter will do some good things occasionally." Malfoy commented slowly.

After that night, Harry was sent to the school hospital. Almost all the students in the school knew that Harry Potter and his friends had passed the carefully set levels by the professors, successfully stopped the greedy Professor Quirrell, and saved two classmates from him.

In addition to Harry still in a coma, the other three young wizards were discharged from the hospital the next day. After their publicity, the others also learned about Harry's deeds.

Under Ron's big mouth, the little wizards quickly learned how they passed the professors' level, attracting countless people to worship.

Malfoy was quite tasty and unhappy about this, but in fact, many Slytherin's little wizards also changed their attitude towards Harry, at least his deeds were indeed amazing.

"That's not bravery, it's clearly reckless and arrogant." Malfoy said. He scoffed at Harry Potter's approach, which attracted a lot of Slytherin's approval. The little snakes are always good at protecting themselves, planning and then acting, and never put themselves in danger casually.

Brian agreed with this, they were indeed too reckless.

At the same time, their test scores were also sent to them in the past few days.

Brian won the third place in the whole grade, except for the history of magic, which was e (good), all others were o (excellent). But obviously, the history of magic gave him points, Hermione won the first place in the grade, and the second place in the grade was a top student in Ravenclaw.

Malfoy also achieved excellent results, with good grades in three subjects and excellent others. He casually put up his transcripts, indicating that these exams are all meaningless.

Daphne's grades were worse than Malfoy, but they were also excellent enough. The little girl showed a long-lost relaxed smile and finally let go of her worries.

But Crab and Goll were a little miserable, especially Goll. They were mourning all day long.

"Anyway, Goll, at least you have learned something, haven't you?" Malfoy comforted reluctantly, "At least...uh... your apple is peeling fast and well. Maybe you go back and peel a few apples for your parents, and they won't hit you if they are happy."

Looking at Gal's thoughtful expression, Brian secretly covered his face. If Gal really did this, it proved that he had only learned to peel apples for a whole year in Hogwarts, his parents would definitely beat him to death, right?

However, he was also a little looking forward to what happened?

At the end of the school year, Brian received another letter from Dumbledore, inviting him to go to the principal's office.

Brian refused to comment. Even if Dumbledore found out that he was present at the time, he did not do anything bad.

With a relaxed mood, Brian came to the principal's office with a familiarity.

But Dumbledore seemed to be away at this time, and the old principals in the picture frame on the wall were still asleep, and Fox was standing on the tall perch and napping.

Brian approached Fox and wanted to touch its feathers, but he quickly avoided it. His clear little eyes were full of disgust and arrogance.

Brian reached out and the Phoenix hid several times, and finally let him touch its golden red feathers helplessly.

Its feathers were warm, like a soft stove. Brian gently stroked it for a moment, making it squint his eyes comfortably, but he raised his head high, and his eyes were still full of pride.

"The character of this phoenix is ​​quite interesting." Brian thought.

Satisfiedly, Brian waited boredly, not knowing where Dumbledore was going.

This is a very rude behavior.

Immediately, he saw the branch hat on the shelf.

Brian narrowed his eyes and slowly approached the branch hat. It looked like an ordinary dirty hat at this time without any reaction.

The branch hat will take about a whole year to accumulate the magic of the next branch ceremony and write the lyrics for the next year.

Brian pulled out his wand and looked at it: "Clean it up!"

He endured it for a long time.

However, this magic did not have any effect on the branch hat. It was still dirty and twisted like it was itchy.

Brian twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. He wanted to create a basin of clean water and put it in it and wash it clean.

"But... maybe I can give it a try and ask which college I am more suitable for in the branch hat?"

Brian was a little eager to try it out. His original body belonged to Slytherin, but he might not have. At this time, he was already an expert in brain closure surgery and would undoubtedly not reveal his deepest secret.

He endured the feeling of repulsion, pinched the hat with two fingers, and put it on his head.

"Ah, I remember you, Brian Foley, you're the little head who threw me on the ground." A tiny voice said in his ear, "Is there anything I can't figure it out?"

"I just hope you can take a look again, which academy should I belong to?" Brian said silently.

"Oh? Are you not satisfied with the college I assigned to you?" said the branch hat in a low voice, "I will never make any mistakes! I will never give a second college for a person."

"No, just curious." Brian smiled slightly, "Can you ask for help?"

"Ha, dream..."

"Or I'll put you in the water and wash it off." Brian responded politely.

"Dream... I will help you too." said the branch hat.

"Well, okay, I'll take a look..." It dragged the tone and said, "Oh, your thoughts have changed so much, that's growth. But no doubt, my answer remains the same. You are a natural Slytherin..."

"Born from pure blood, cautious and smart, strong will and ambitious, you have almost all the excellent qualities that Slytherin hopes for."

Brian pondered, taking off the branch hat that was still chattering and complaining about him from the top of his head.

Well, at least this solved one of his doubts, but he still wanted to wash the hat.

Brian stared at the hat in his hand, expression thinking.

Just as he was about to put it into practice, the door of the principal's office opened, and Dumbledore walked in and interrupted his movement.

"Ah, Brian, I'm sorry, I'm late." Dumbledore was wearing a luxurious dark blue robe with golden stars embroidered on it.

"Harry just woke up, so I went to visit him for a moment," Dumbledore said.

"I'm glad he woke up." Brian nodded and wished him, and casually put the segregation hat back on the shelf.

"Yeah, yeah, I was frightened at the time and thought it was too late." Dumbledore sighed, "I was sent to the United States that night, but I realized something was wrong halfway through, but when I rushed back, the sun was almost out."

His blue eyes blinked, "Fortunately, Harry defeated Quirrell by himself and saved the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket. He can always bring me unexpected surprises."

"Have you saved the Philosopher's Stone in your pocket?" Brian murmured. Harry was not surprised why the Philosopher's Stone ran into his pocket?

"Yes, I thought this was known to everyone in the school." Dumbledore said with a smile. "I found the Philosopher's Stone from his pocket and destroyed it."

"Doesn't it?"
Chapter completed!