Settle at Hogwarts

Time has slipped by unconsciously for nearly five years.

"Tub, even though I know this is wrong, I still want to ask you, do you love me?" Sylvia had stopped and looked at Tab.

Tabor could only stop and think carefully about his feelings for Sylvia.

Then he shook his head firmly: "I must admit that you are almost the most beautiful girl in the entire Hogwarts, but I still prefer to study magic."

Looking at Sylvia whose eye circles turned red instantly, Tabor couldn't help but reached out and touched her head. It felt no different from touching his sister Viola.

"Okay, don't let anyone see me making Slytherin's most beautiful female prefect cry, okay? I don't want to be attacked by the crowd." Tabor said in a relaxed tone.

Sylvia wiped her eyes and glared at Tabor angrily.

"Okay, just live your life with your magic." After saying this, Sylvia quickly walked towards the front of the train.

Tabor followed.

"Sylvia, as the prefect of girls, is there anything you want to do? I will definitely cooperate with you."

Sylvia turned her head and rolled her eyes at Tabor.

"Tabor, we have been in the same grade for four years. I can basically guess what you are thinking." Sylvia stopped again.

Tabor smiled and waited for Sylvia's next words.

"I want to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation. So, I will leave all the point deductions to you. I think the youngest Potions Master should not be afraid of offending people. In addition, you will do the night watch, and I will go to bed early for beauty sleep." Most of the other work is left to me, and I have prepared my welcome speech tonight."

Tabor nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Sylvia stared at Tabor for a while and saw that there was no trace of reluctance on his face.

"Thank you, Tab."

"It's nothing. You take on most of the prefect's duties, which is a good thing for me. As for the night patrol, I think I have a legitimate reason not to go back to the dormitory after curfew."

Sylvia felt Tabo's sincerity and smiled happily. Although Tabo didn't love her, it was good to have such a friend.For a marriage between pure-blood families, being able to marry a classmate you know is already very good.

"Okay, we've been delayed for a while, let's go quickly." Tabor urged. He was not sure how much noise a group of unsupervised children could make.

Sylvia and Tabor were relieved when they arrived at the first carriage.

This place is basically full of Slytherins. Even if there are serious grievances between families, most of them will show restraint in front of other nobles.

Tabor and Sylvia quickly found the box where Zane was.

"Hi, Tabor, Sylvia. Come sit here for a while?"

Tabor looked at Sylvia.

"Go ahead, I'll come find you in a moment." After Sylvia said calmly, she began to inspect the cars behind her.

Tabor could only walk into Zane’s private room alone.

"Tub, did you know? The Bok family was attacked by dark wizards, and Caractacus and his father were both dead."

Tabor nodded: "I know."

"Tabor, actually I think this may not have been done by a dark wizard." Zane mysteriously leaned into Tabor's ear and whispered.

"Oh? Why? Hasn't the Ministry of Magic finally concluded it?"

Zane shook his head: "Think about it, Caractacus has always had the idea of ​​helping Grindelwald, and in the eyes of the Ministry of Magic, Grindelwald is not a good person among the saints. So this must be It is the Ministry of Magic that wants to eliminate unstable factors in the country. At the same time, it will deter those who turn to Grindelwald."

Tabor looked blank. If he hadn't known that Bock and his son were burned to death by him, he might have actually believed Zane's story.

"Well, these are just speculations. But many people think it is the work of the Ministry of Magic."

Zane saw that Tabor didn’t seem very interested, so he could only change the topic.

"My family is discussing my marriage to Sylvia, Tabor..."

Tabor shrugged helplessly: "You two future couples really have a good understanding. Sylvia should be quite satisfied with you. Don't worry, I didn't tell her about your embarrassment."

When Zane saw Tabotan's frank look, the last bit of grudge in his heart was relieved.

"By the way, if you have children in the future..., forget it, don't bother me if you have children."

Zane punched Taber angrily: “What, I’m going to have a child, shouldn’t you be the child’s godfather?”

Tabor seemed to be frightened by something, and shook his head repeatedly: "No, it's too much trouble, and it's a waste of my time to study magic."

"Tabor, I want to break off our relationship with you!" Zane shouted exaggeratedly.

"What are you doing?" Sylvia stood at the door confused.

Tabor and Zane looked at each other for a while and laughed in unison.

"Sylvia, don't worry. We won't break off our relationship for you."

Zane, however, glared at Tabor with some embarrassment and told what happened just now.

Sylvia immediately showed a malicious smile, which made Tabor feel a little scared.

“Tabor, in your eyes, am I and Zane’s child unworthy?”

Tabor nodded with a wry smile: "Of course. When you have children, you must notify me in time."

“That’s pretty much it.” Sylvia winked at Zane arrogantly.

Tabor looked out the window at the rapidly passing fields, and once again sighed at the precocious Westerners. He was indeed the most innocent young man.

"Tub, it's almost time. We're going to inspect the carriages again, and then we're going to gather in the prefect's box." Sylvia was obviously very familiar with what the prefects needed to do.

"Okay, Prefect Greengrass."

After all the students got off the Hogwarts Express, Tabor, Sylvia and several other prefects checked all the boxes before taking the carriage into the Hogwarts campus together.

"Tub, Sylvia. The task of leading the new students this year and protecting them in the first week will be left to you, no problem!" Although Abraxas is in the sixth grade, his prestige in Slytherin is obvious. Higher than the seventh grade prefect.

Tabor didn't answer and looked directly at Sylvia beside him.

Abraxa immediately understood what Tabor meant, and then assigned most of the prefect responsibilities to Sylvia.

Entering the auditorium, several people sat together at the long table near the teacher's seat, waiting for the upcoming sorting ceremony.