Hogwarts: Past Life Exposed, I Am The Supreme Wizard

In July 1991, freshmen gathered in front of the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

It's the annual Sorting Day, more like a carnival than a Halloween dance.

All freshmen will line up, waiting for the Sorting Hat to merge them into the appropriate house.

For most freshmen, the day of sorting is a carnival that is more important than their birthday.

Anton, an Asian freshman with black hair and yellow skin, stood at the end of the line, looking at the world in front of him with a critical eye.

Candles flying in the sky without the help of anything, the ceiling decorated with the Milky Way, and ghosts playing around.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a stunning sight that is difficult to see in several lifetimes.

But in Anton's eyes, it was ordinary.

Those ghosts flying around are just a small application of soul-binding magic.

The Milky Way in the sky is a simple projection spell.

As for candles flying in the air, it can be easily done using hanging stones or levitating techniques.

All in all, these spells that made Muggle freshmen exclaim were quite ordinary in his eyes.

He doesn't even need a spell, just a thought and he can make it happen.

Anton was curious as to why these thoughts appeared in his mind.

He was a little helpless about these things.

A few months ago, he traveled to the magical world.

He just happened to show up at Hermione's house who was returning home from spring break.

The kind-hearted Hermione took great care of this Asian boy who suddenly appeared and took him in.

So he stayed at Hermione's house temporarily.

Until that day, two owls sent two letters of admission.

He just followed Hermione to this magic academy.

But Hermione didn't know that this was not Anton's first time traveling.

In his previous life, he was the supreme mage of the Nine Realms.

Although his memory is still vague, Anton still clearly remembers that time in his life.

He was already at the pinnacle of magic.

With just a whisper, all living beings can be incinerated.

A single thought can extinguish the stars.

Time has lost its effectiveness on him.

At the end of his career, he came to this world in pursuit of true magic.

In the turbulence of time and space, he lost his memory due to an accident and lost most of his spells and magic power.

But the little experience he had as a mage was enough for him to know all the spells in this magical world.

While he was thinking about it, the team had already moved in front of him.

At the front of the team, a singing hat was singing loudly.

"You may belong to Gryffindor, where there is bravery buried deep in your heart."

"Perhaps you belong in Hufflepuff, where the people are honest and loyal."

"Perhaps into the wise old Ravenclaw, where wise and learned men always meet their kindred spirits."

"Maybe you'll get into Slytherin, maybe you'll make true friends here."

With just one glance, Anton could tell that the hat had four layers of magic attached to it.

Four levels of mental restrictions set by the four great mages, as well as mind reading.

Anton nodded slightly, with some meaning.

"Harry Potter! Gryffindor!"

The entire Gryffindor House erupted in cheers! It felt like the whole room was going to explode!

The students of Gryffindor House were banging on the table, welcoming the arrival of the Savior.

And the next one is Anton.

A kind old man with a white beard and robe stood up and motioned Anton forward.

None other than Headmaster Dumbledore.

"New student Anton, please come forward."

"Anton, come on, don't be afraid, we'll see you Gryffindor."

Hermione winked at Anton.

Anton stepped forward with firm steps.

A teacher placed his hat gently on his head.

Anton calmly accepted the hat's mind reading.

Waiting for the results.

Ten minutes passed.

Twenty minutes passed.

It was as if a silencing spell had been cast on the Sorting Hat, and it didn't say a single punchline.

The entire college was as silent as death.

At the teacher's seat, McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor, stood up.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, why has the Sorting Hat been silent?"

"With so many freshmen, so many years, there has never been such a phenomenon."

"No one has ever silenced the Sorting Hat."

Professor McGonagall lowered his voice:

"Not even that person."

Dumbledore raised his glasses and said in a deep voice:

"Calm down, Minerva."

"Give our students some time."

"Perhaps we are witnessing the birth of an amazing wizard."

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, there was a murmur in the arena.

"how so?"

"This magician from the East actually silenced the Sorting Hat?"

"It's so weird today. First it's the Savior, and then this mage. This has never happened in hundreds of years of school history!"

In the Gryffindor's seat, Hermione clenched her fists and looked at Anton worriedly.

After a long silence, the Sorting Hat screamed.

Then, two lines of green tears were shed.

"Such vast and profound magical energy! Such profound magical energy!"

"Lord Merlin!"

"After countless years, you are finally back!"

The entire Hogwarts was in an uproar in an instant!