Evan didn’t have much evidence to speculate about his identity, and even if he was curious, he didn’t plan to pursue it.

There is no need, as long as these people have no malice towards him, he brushes his own lies and they have no opposite.

Evan thought with a yawn.

To sober up, Evan took another piece of pudding.

However, while he was dealing with the pudding, the dessert disappeared.

Only his pudding plate remained on the table.

“Oh, everyone has eaten and drunk enough, I have a few words to everyone…”

Dumbledore stood up and said.

Evan looked at his piece of pudding, a little suspicious that Dumbledore had done it on purpose.

He reluctantly stuffed the remaining pudding into his mouth, and then looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was still talking on stage, but Evan felt the corners of Dumbledore’s mouth turn up.

Excessively!

He admitted that he was a little late to take the pudding, but Dumbledore chose this time to remove the food, it was difficult for him to fat!

Evan complained in his heart.

Dumbledore was unaffected, he was talking about precautions.

“First-year freshmen pay attention to the woods on campus, and it is forbidden to enter…”

He glanced at Fred and them.

Evan heard Fred their little wailing voice.

“…… Also, Mr. Filch, the administrator, reminds everyone not to release magic in the hallway between classes…”

Evan heard Fred and George shouting in unison about the old rice bucket.

In addition, Dumbledore also talked about Quidditch matters, and finally highlighted the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.

As he spoke, Evan saw Dumbledore glance at Harry.

So, when Dumbledore withdrew his gaze, he also saw Evan’s bright green eyes.

“Now, before everyone goes to bed, let’s sing the school song!”

Words and musical notes appeared in the air.

Evan sang along the march.

Dumbledore seemed to hear what he was singing and admired it for a while.

“Music!”

He wiped his eyes.

It seems to be very impressive.

“It’s bedtime, let’s go back to the dormitory!”

Dumbledore waved his hand.

Evan yawned just in time, feeling like he couldn’t open his eyes.

Ron seems to be the same.

The two of them stumbled and helped each other.

It wasn’t until Fred and George lifted the two of them up that they didn’t fall down any staircase.

“Remember to write to your mother when you go back.”

Percy walked up to them and said.

Fred and George laughed.

“You look at their appearance, how can you have the spirit to write?”

“That’s right, I can guarantee that if I lower my hand, the two of them will lie directly on the ground.”

George shrugged his shoulders.

Evan rubbed his eyes when he heard the voice.

“I’ll write…”

He endured sleepiness and said.

Percy denied his claims, though.

“Forget it, it’s better to write tomorrow morning, rest well in the evening, and go to school tomorrow… Our little Evan is going to school, and he has really grown up. ”

Percy said with infinite sighs.

It was as if his adopted son had grown up.

Evan was tempted to correct his claims, but was too sleepy.

So after he was led by Percy to the dormitory, he took off his shoes, got into the bed and rolled around and fell asleep.

Probably because he went to bed early, Evan woke up quite early in the morning, about six o’clock.

He quickly rushed into the bathroom to wash.

When he finished washing and tidying up, he found him in a dormitory with Ron and Harry.

They were all sleeping, and Evan didn’t bother them well and decided to use this time to write letters.

Dear Mom and Dad:

I was supposed to write to you last night, but I was really sleepy and fell asleep after rolling around in bed.

Sorry to keep you guys waiting.

I don’t know whether life at Hogwarts is good or bad, but everyone calls me little Evan, and I think it’s unfair.

You can’t call me little Evan just because I’m friends with my brothers.

This seriously affected my self-esteem. (So I suggested that Ginny change her name, and I’m afraid that next year a bunch of freshmen will call me little Evan as well.)

Everything else was fine, and the professors and classmates were also very nice to me.

And I felt like Professor McGonagall knew me, and she smiled at me the first time she saw me.

And Headmaster Dumbledore, who put away the dessert while I was eating pudding. (Everyone else is secretly watching me and laughing at me, I’m a little sad)

In addition to that, I also like one of the professors at Hogwarts with a big nose.

I’m sorry, I don’t know his name, but I’ll inquire.

He is a shy person, he will secretly look at me, if I look back, he will quickly lower his head, I think he must have a good temper.

By the way, I was sorted into Gryffindor, and Mr. Sorting Hat first asked what house I liked, and I said I liked Hufflepuff.

(I’ve heard that Hufflepuff House seems to be close to the kitchen.)

But Mr. Sorting Hat laughed at me, he kept laughing, and then sorted me into Gryffindor, and it said that Weasley was in Gryffindor.

Isn’t that a bit too absolute? Should we sort it out a little differently, or maybe we might even visit Ravenclaw?

In short, I think Mr. Sorting Hat’s division is wrong, we should have more accurate branches.

Of course, I also like Gryffindor, even the ghosts are interesting here.

Mr. Nick even acted out his head, only to hear that he was always bullied by other ghosts, which was so infuriating.

I decided to help him!

By the way, Brother Percy, and Brother Fred’s brother George, are all amazing, and they take good care of me and Brother Ron.

The two of us were sleepy last night and almost lay down on the floor to sleep, they brought us back.

Having said all this, the sky has completely dawned, and I actually have a lot to tell you, but I should probably meet my new classmates.

Also, I missed you!

Love you Evan

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