Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 8
In fact, there were two people at the Slytherin table who had been staring at Klein, and even the famous Harry Potter couldn't make them look away.

One of them was Pansy Parkinson.

And the other one is Draco Malfoy.

"I knew it!"

Hearing the answer given by the Sorting Hat, Young Master Draco was very excited, and shouted excitedly to the two strong followers around him.

The sorting ceremony was over, and Professor McGonagall left with the sorting hat and the list. Klein came to the dining table in the Snake Court and received a very warm welcome.

"Hey, here."

Draco couldn't wait a long time ago, under the surprised eyes of Crabbe and Goyle, he stood up and stretched out his white palm to the visitor.

"Hello, Draco."

First stunned, then with a relieved smile, Klein and the melon-faced little Zhengtai finished a friendly high-five, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit down in the empty seat beside him.

"I've been looking for you on the train for a long time, but I can't find you, but I know I will see you again. I mean, good people always belong to Slytherins."

"It's my fault. I sat in the last compartment, which is a bit out of the way. By the way, have you finally picked out your favorite wand?"

"Of course! You're right, hawthorn is my destiny, but Klein, how do you know that?"

"Intuition, my intuition has always been accurate."

As soon as Klein sat down, Draco began to chat with him happily, and the happy look made Crabbe and Goyle open their mouths in surprise.

Is this still the Draco Malfoy they knew?

"Welcome to Hogwarts, children, welcome to you."

On the high platform, Albus Dumbledore stood up and opened his arms to the students below.

"Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words, which are: stupid! sneeze! scum! screw!"

After speaking, he bowed slightly.

"thank you all."

"He's such a weirdo, those words don't make any sense at all."

The banquet officially started, and all kinds of food appeared on the table out of thin air. Draco picked out a piece of tender and juicy lamb chops and put them on the dinner plate, muttering in a low voice.

"I think so too."

Klein smiled undeniably, with a look of familiarity.

Most powerful wizards are weird. In his last life, he had a minister who liked to eat raw wolf meat, and another married a puppet as his wife
Dumbledore was pretty normal.

"My dad said Dumbledore was capable, but ah!"

Draco wanted to share some secrets that only circulated among pure blood families, but he couldn't help being startled when he turned his head to the side.At some point, a terrifying ghost floated between him and Klein!
"Is something wrong?"

The haggard ghost spoke slowly, and looked at Draco dully.

"No! Nothing!"

Draco was not the first member of the Malfoy family to study at Hogwarts. His parents had told him that there was a terrifying ghost in Slytherin called "Bloody Barrow", and it was best not to provoke it.

"Don't worry Draco, the ghosts of Slytherin won't hurt us."

Draco's melon-seeded face didn't have much blood in the first place, but it turned paler when he was frightened by the ghost. Klein raised the corners of his mouth a little funny, and raised his glass to "Bloodman Barrow".

"of course."

Barrow was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded slowly, a hint of curiosity burst out from his chaotic eyes.

The freshman who wasn't afraid of him hadn't been seen in years.

"Hi, Klein!" "Hi, my name is Annie." "Student, can I meet you?"

The appearance of "Bloodman Barrow" was just an episode. As the banquet progressed, the first-year freshmen gradually lost their sense of strangeness, and began to gather in twos and threes to chat.

Among them, the people around Klein were the most, and those girls who were full of little stars even squeezed the young master Draco out of the circle.

"What a welcome guy."

After straightening his robes, Draco, who looked embarrassed, was a little jealous, but rarely angry.

To be honest, he didn't know why.

Maybe it's because Klein hits him off so well?

"Draco, that little boy is really too much." "Shall we teach him a lesson?"

The "boss" was wronged, Crabbe and Goyle felt that it was time to show their loyalty, and they leaned over to Draco and said cheerfully.

"lesson?"

After hearing this, Draco suddenly became excited, and his voice became very thin and high-pitched.However, he soon realized his gaffe, coughed lightly, and "viciously" warned his followers.

"Don't mess with Klein!"

"Why, isn't he just a little boy?"

Gore was puzzled, that white, tall and thin guy, he could hit two with one punch!
"Because... because he is my friend, yes, we are friends!"

Draco was at a loss for words at first, but after the scene of "Ollivander's Wand Shop" when he first met Klein flashed in his mind, the bewilderment on his face quickly turned into affirmation.

That's right, that's it.

Klein Grindelwald is much better than that Harry Potter who is willing to hang out with the Weasleys. Only the best people can be friends with him, Draco Malfoy!
"Uh, okay."

When Draco said that, Goyle and Crabbe felt a little regretful.Out of jealousy, the two of them really wanted to clean up that unpleasant-looking little boy, but the young master spoke, so they had no choice but to let it go.

Beside Yingyingyanyan, Klein always kept a patient smile on his face, skillfully dealing with the large group of little girls who were a little too enthusiastic.

This kind of scene is not difficult for the "Dark Emperor" at all~
"You seem very popular, hehe, Professor Quirrell has asked me three times just now, and he suspects that you have some charm spells on you."

The "siege" of the little lolis was not over yet, and a voice with a smile suddenly sounded in Klein's mind.Looking towards the front of the restaurant, I saw Albus Dumbledore holding a wine glass and nodding slightly to him.

"Come to my office after class tomorrow, I have something to tell you."

After dispelling the "secret spell", the old man took a sip of his wine and continued to talk with the turbaned wizard beside him.

Klein looked normal, and continued joking with the girls around him.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, he felt another gaze, turned his head slightly, and the gloomy hook-nosed wizard on the high platform was looking at him coldly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Time seemed to stand still, and Klein and the wizard looked at each other quietly, motionless.

Those chattering girls seemed to have noticed something, and they all looked at the professor's seat.

"It's Professor Snape!"

Seeing that greasy long hair, a certain senior student who sneaked into the group of first-year girls let out a scream, quickly looked away, and lowered his voice.

"Professor Snape is our head of Slytherin, master of potions, super scary!"

"what!"

The other first-year students heard this, and quickly looked away, for fear that the "super scary" professor that the senior sister said would remember their appearance.

But Klein didn't, Snape looked at him quietly, and he also looked at Snape quietly.

"Klein, lower your head, hurry up!"

The second-year senior just now saw that Klein was fighting with Professor Snape as if he was fine, and her voice trembled in anxiety.

"Tell me, what if I blow him a kiss now?"

I don't know who to ask, Klein seems to have thought of a good idea.

With a smirk, he actually kissed his own fingers and blew a kiss to Snape on the high platform.

"puff!"

Severus Snape never dreamed that the first-year freshman would have such courage, and he almost choked on his saliva, and he was the first to fail.

"Looks like I won."

Amidst the inconceivably awe-inspiring eyes, Klein laughed from the bottom of his heart.

Sure enough, Hogwarts is an interesting place!

(End of this chapter)