Be The Main God From Naruto

Ravenclaw?

Shouldn't a guy who dared to use the Fiery Charm to kill the ghost stationed in the school in full view belong to Gryffindor?

Besides, no matter how you look at Neville Longbottom, he still looks silly, how can he be related to "smart and intelligent"?

With the result of this division, whether it was Harry, Hermione, or Malfoy, it was all expected.

When there was a famine in the small world, the Survival Four continued to hypnotize themselves, instilling a survival principle with each other...

Knowledge is above all else.

Malfoy's fountain was like a water spell, which kept them from dying of thirst for the first three days.

Hermione's fiery fire spell turned them from prey to hunter, freeing them from starvation.

Neville nearly died on the road trying to map the Little World of Don't Starve.

Harry paid the price of blood countless times in order to find out the medicinal and toxicological effects of various plants.

Knowledge is the most important thing in the Survival Four.

Fearless courage?

Noble blood?

The creed that Gryffindor and Slytherin adhere to and implement, in the eyes of the four, is simply childish and ridiculous!

Courage is nothing but the product of reckless beautification.

Pure blood is just an excuse for the incompetent to enjoy the blessings of their ancestors.

Only the essence of wisdom is the true meaning and all meaning of life.

"Harry Potter."

The Sorting Hat was pressed against Harry's head.

It seems a little nervous.

Inside Harry, the Sorting Hat felt some pure dark magic with a personal quality to it.

Purer and colder than Death Eaters.

It's not about justice or evil.

In front of him is a seeker who has no compassion.

He only cares about his three partners.

If he can exchange the lives of other human beings for enough knowledge, he can kill the vast majority of people on earth without hesitation.

"Slytherin? Ravenclaw?"

The Sorting Hat was a little tangled, and said in a questioning tone, "It's not Gryffindor anyway..."

"Do you despise 'The Brave'?"

"So…"

"Where do you want to go?"

From the Sorting Hat's point of view, Harry Potter is the next Dark Lord.

Tom Marvolo Riddle back then, and later the Dark Lord, didn't let his hat shudder like Harry Potter did when he first entered Hogwarts.

"Ravenclaw, of course."

Harry wiped the fine beads of sweat from the side of his face, and there was a frost-like light in his emerald eyes.

He took off the sorting hat on his head, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, and he outlined a pale sneer: "Or... what are your objections?"

"no!"

The Sorting Hat immediately announced the student Harry Potter belonged to: "Ravenclaw!"

This ending is obviously not what Dumbledore wants to see.

He thought that Harry, who inherited the blood of James Potter and Lily Evans, should be divided into Gryffindor!

However, Ravenclaw is also an acceptable result.

As long as Harry didn't get into Slytherin and Hufflepuff.

Although as a Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore felt that he should not be biased.

But deep down, he had to admit that he had always thought of Slytherin as a warm bed and lair for dark wizards, and Hufflepuff as a gathering place for the mediocre.

The so-called mediocre people, in other words, are rubbish.

As we all know, Hufflepuffs, the student, is best at gourmet magic, and they have no special features.

As soon as the branch started, there were two highlights.

"Savior" Harry Potter and "Flame Master" Neville Longbottom entered Ravenclaw at the same time!

That's right...

Neville got his own title on his first day at Hogwarts.

Shirleyfirespell is a spell that few, even seventh-graders, can master.

Neville earned a nickname on his own.

As Ravenclaw's headmaster, Charms professor Filius Flitwick's facial muscles began to contort.

Like laughing, like crying.

Later, the addition of Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy made Professor Flitwick's expression look better.

Although he had to deal with the questioning of the platinum nobleman Lucius Malfoy after today, but...

fuck it!

Too much debt doesn't weigh you down.

No matter how difficult Lucius was, he was just an ex-suspected Death Eater.

Can he compare to a reservist black wizard who casts fiery fire spells as soon as he entered the school, and a savior who threatens the Sorting Hat in full view?

Life is like rape, you can't resist, you just have to enjoy it.

After the Survival Four entered Ravenclaw as they wished, the sorting ceremony never went wrong.

The grand opening banquet was officially held!

Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chop, **** sauce with lamb**, stinky tofu, herring sauce, Guanyin soil, sausage, steak…

Potatoes dipped in mustard, baked potatoes, crisps, Yorkshire pudding, pea shoots, carrots, gravy, ketchup, mint hard candies…

All kinds of bizarre foods appeared in gold and silver plates.

The four of them, Harry, Hermione, Malfoy, and Neville, were like reincarnations of starving ghosts. The wind was blowing, and in just a few breaths, they emptied a large piece of relatively normal food on the table.

These four weirdos became the protagonists of the banquet in the blink of an eye.

No one dared to laugh at their ill manners.

The 20 ghosts in school who died tragically taught them a painful lesson with their "life".

The Gryffindor students stared at them defiantly.

The Slytherin students looked at them proudly.

The Hufflepuff students looked up at them admiringly.

Ravenclaw's own people?

Want to join the group of four, but dare not approach.

Only a freshman named "Luna Lovegood" and a second-year veteran named "Zhang Qiu" managed to talk to the Survival Four.

The students enjoyed the banquet, and so did the professors.

Wang Yan was originally the one who was entertained.

He turned against the guest at the first time and dominated the conversation.

"Professor Severus Snape, I brought you a present."

Snape, Professor of Potions.

This is a thin, sullen man.

He has black straight shoulder-length hair, a sallow complexion, and a hooked nose.

He's gloomy, grim, indifferent, mean, unfathomable, and fits almost any standard definition of a villain.

No one thought that Wang Yan would take the initiative to speak to Snape.

Snape opened his mouth, as if trying to reject his offer.

But Snape's words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

A crimson translucent crystal bottle appeared in front of him.

It contained some "thin threads" and a coconut-like heart.

Snape's breathing quickened.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Yan seriously, as if to confirm that the other party was just joking.

After a while, Snape said quietly: "The heart and nerves of the Southern Fujian Fire Dragon..."

"I don't understand, where did you get this creature that has been extinct in the East for tens of thousands of years? They..."

"Looks fresh."

With this material, he can completely push his potion attainments a step further.

Many prescriptions that existed only in fantasy in the past can be configured.

Perhaps, he can use this material as an opportunity to really kill Voldemort and avenge Lily Evans.