Chapter 614: Black’s House - Ad Infinitum Proficiency 0%?!!!
Arlen Black, the oddest one out among the first years, sat on the stool, facing the students.
Before this moment, nobody really paid him any attention. The only thing noteworthy he'd done so far was laughing at a time when everyone else was silent.
He couldn't match the fame of Harry Potter, even if he revealed his noble roots as a son of squibs from House Black. And comparing him to Darcie Malfoy would be outright blasphemy for some.
But as he took his seat and Professor McGonagall approached with the Sorting Hat, something felt off.
Maybe it was the magic. Maybe it was the sudden silence. Maybe it was the grin on his face like he was about to pull off the most entertaining trick.
Then, without warning, the old witch placed the Hat on his head.
...
All Echoes deactivated.
Darcie's Echo, far stronger than all the others combined, also deactivated.
It wasn't just going to hibernation. As, even in hibernation, the Echoes kept extracting visual and audible data, while tracking down all thoughts that escaped the bugged mindscape, surfacing out; like a leak.
This deactivation was a complete shutdown.