Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

"What's wrong?" Everyone looked at Godric Gryffindor with puzzled eyes, asking curiously and puzzled questions.

At this moment, Gryffindor's face became extremely ugly. He said with some difficulty, "Before, I was pierced through the head by the sword in the hat, so I wanted to play a joke on this little guy with a crooked nose, so I inserted the sword into the hat upside down..."

Hearing this, Dumbledore said with a look of relief, "Well... it's a good thing I never wear the Sorting Hat."

However, Gryffindor shouted anxiously, "Now is not the time to talk about this! I am worried about this Longbottom child! What if he...oh~he actually knew it a long time ago!? I haven't told him yet!?"

His tone suddenly changed, from anxiety to confusion and bewilderment.

It turned out that Neville had already drawn his sword while Voldemort was on guard and did not dare to rush forward.

Neville held the Sorting Hat tightly with his left elbow, then reached his right hand into the hat, gripped it backwards and pulled out the Sword of Gryffindor upside down.

"It seems that the one who stuffed the sword into the Sorting Hat backwards at the beginning had a clear goal and didn't want to hurt anyone by mistake?" Helga Hufflepuff said with a chuckle.

Dumbledore nodded heavily and repeated again for emphasis,

"Luckily I never wear the Sorting Hat."

"Hey, you sound like you dislike my hat. It's made of the softest piece of skin from a fire dragon's belly! It also combines the wisdom of the four of us! It's an amazing magical creation, right? "

Gryffindor stood up for his hat and looked at his three friends, trying to get their support.

However, to his surprise, the expressions of his three friends turned strange.

Salazar Slytherin said with disdain, "Don't you think this hat is a bit too long-winded?"

Hearing this, Gryffindor's eyes widened and he retorted in dissatisfaction: "Nagging? How could that be! This hat is a treasure full of magic and wisdom!"

Helga Hufflepuff said gently, "Maybe you should ask little Dumbledore to take care of it more often." She looked at Gryffindor with a smile, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

Gryffindor was stunned. He didn't expect Helga to say that. He immediately understood the real thoughts behind his old friend's well-intentioned words: "The hat is too dirty."

Rowena Ravenclaw was merciless and disdainful, "It's old-fashioned. Even a thousand years ago, its style was a bit outdated. I still like the style of the crown."

Gryffindor was dejected as he received no support at all, but soon his attention was drawn back to the battle scene.

Everyone was very curious at this time. Neville now had two swords, and Godric only needed one. So which sword should Neville choose?

"Choose mine, choose mine!" Gryffindor began to mutter.

In fact, he was not the only one who thought so. Most people present thought that Neville would put away the Ravenclaw sword and use the Gryffindor sword instead.

After all, as a student of Gryffindor College, it is more reasonable to use the treasure of the college!

However, they seemed to have forgotten an important factor - even if Neville could not tell the strength of the two swords like Ravenclaw himself, he could judge by his own feelings!