Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

The Thestrals will start pulling the cart only when four people are seated. The speed is very fast, and it is more comfortable than taking a small boat across the Black Lake, going around the fence and entering the castle from the school gate.

The steel gate has stone pillars on both sides, and on the stone pillars are wild boars with wings.

Arriving at the auditorium, Charlotte and Jessica sat at the Slytherin table. Jessica was complaining about this summer vacation all the way, and Charlotte wrote back to her.

You sent me seven or eight letters, and you replied to me, and it was the only reply. Jessica said that this really broke her heart.

She took out the potion and the prepared candies and stuffed them, and then blocked her babbling mouth.

"Did you know that the famous Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts. I don't know which house he will be assigned to. He should come to Slytherin. After all, he is a pure blood."

"Why, you are also a fan of Harry?"

"Come on, even though he was identified as the savior after that incident, I don't think a baby is capable of killing...you know."

Jessica shrugged, looking skeptical.

"I'm still more interested in the headlines on the Daily Prophet, oh, Merlin's underpants, that's the Order of Merlin, Second Class, do you know what that means!"

"Meaning I'm a great man?"

Charlotte half-joked, and Jessica choked.

"Yeah...but everyone's attention has been diverted by Harry Potter this year. I mean, you deserve more attention."

"On the contrary, I think it's good, at least I won't be surrounded by people asking questions, shhh, the freshmen have come in."

Hearing this, Jessica put down the candy, with a serious face, watching Professor McGonagall leading the freshmen to file in.

As soon as the freshmen enter the door, they will receive the attention of their seniors and professors. They shrink their heads and don't know where to put their little hands.

Not to mention that the sorting ceremony made freshmen ignorant and nervous to sort into schools. The wizards have a good understanding (bad taste) in this matter.

"The Great Hall is enchanted to look like a starry sky. I read about it in a piece of Hogwarts history."

Hermione, who was a freshman, preached to the people next to her, with a smug look on her face.

Charlotte focused on the thin, black-haired boy wearing glasses, followed by Ron.

Freshmen line up in front of the Sorting Hat, which begins its opening show.

"You may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge people by their appearance.

If you guys can find a hat smarter than me, I can eat myself.

We can make your bowler hats black and shiny, and your top hats sleek and crisp, and I'm a Hogwarts test hat, so I stand above your hats.

No thought hidden in your mind can hide from the golden eyes of the magic hat.

Try it on, and I'll tell you which college you should be assigned to...  "

In the applause of everyone, it ended its opening show.

Professor McGonagall said seriously.

"Before we start sorting, Headmaster Dumbledore has something to say."

Sitting in the middle of the professor's chair is Principal Dumbledore. He has long silver hair and a silver beard, a pair of blue eyes shining under half-moon glasses, a slightly crooked nose, and wearing a purple wizard robe. It sounds very kind.

"I have a few notices for the start of school to announce. First-year freshmen pay attention. Our school strictly prohibits students from entering the Forbidden Forest."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he paused for a while, looked at the Weasley twins in Gryffindor, and then at Charlotte on the Slytherin side, before continuing.

"In addition, the administrator, Mr. Filch, wants me to remind you that the corridor on the third floor is also a forbidden area. If you don't want to encounter misfortune, please don't go there. Thank you."

Professor McGonagall picked up the parchment.

"When I call your name, you come forward, I will put the sorting hat on your head, and then determine the college you want to go to."

"Hannah Abbott!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

The assembly line is generally divided into colleges, and when it comes to Harry Potter, everyone looks at the boy in unison.

After arguing with the Sorting Hat, Harry entered Gryffindor College as he wished.

The applause from the Gryffindor table was very loud, and the palms were clapped red, and they shouted loudly.

"We've got Harry!"

At the end of the sorting, Principal Dumbledore said a few words of welcome to Hogwarts with a smile on his face, and announced the start of the banquet, and many delicacies appeared on the plate in an instant.

The freshmen were amazed by the food that appeared out of thin air, but the old students had already started picking food.

Ghosts shuttle around the dining table, Gryffindor's Nick ghost, showing how he is almost headless again.

The bloody Baro drifted past, standing aside coldly and arrogantly.

"Who is that?" Malfoy asked with the platinum back.

"That's Slytherin's ghost blood man Baron, as long as you don't ask where the blood stains on his body come from, he's still easy to get along with." The boy sitting next to Malfoy explained.

Charlotte looked at Snape on the professor's bench and Professor Quirrell next to him, and then turned to look at Harry, seeing Harry clutching the scar on his forehead.

In the next few years, there will be no peaceful days at Hogwarts.

After dinner, with a wave of Dumbledore's wand, the words composed of golden ribbons floated in the sky. After the school song chorus, which made the teachers and students of the whole school terrified, they went back to their respective homes.

The Slytherin common room is in the basement, enter from the right side of the marble stairs on the first floor, and go through the narrow dark corridor.

The faint green lighting makes the whole space appear dark green, and the lounge is under the black lake.

The prefect stopped in front of the new students.

"Welcome to Slytherin. There is a tradition in Slytherin. Each grade has its own prefect. The decision is made through a duel, and the decision is made by our head, Professor Snape."

With a bang, Snape, who was walking with bgm in the wind, walked into the lounge with a gloomy face, staring at the new students with his death gaze, with a deep and slow voice, very oppressive.

"Welcome to Slytherin. Slytherin will help you reach the peak. Of course, you have to be a student of the troll brain I taught before. Our college logo is a giant snake, which represents cunning and strength."

The sofa and other things in the lounge were moved to the side by Snape, and a circle was drawn in the middle to form a protective cover to prevent the spell from flying around and hitting the wrong person.

"Next, the duel will start with the freshmen, stand in, and the last ones will be the prefects, as long as you don't use your own spells to knock yourself down and show such intolerable behavior, stand still, I'll count to one, Just start."

"three…"

As soon as the word fell, a few tap dancers shot out indiscriminately, the kind that could be avoided by turning a random corner.

Draco's two followers are like a shadow, what kind of spells can a freshman master, at most it is a small curse such as incisor match stick, tap dancing and so on.

In the end, Malfoy stayed until the end by relying on more people to deter him with force.

When it came to the selection for the second grade, no one dared to stand in. Jessica walked in calmly and became the prefect.

Everyone else consciously didn't fight for it. Anyone who dared to go in would be kicked out by Charlotte, and then Charlotte would come out and hand over the prefect. That's what she did in the first year.

Because she wanted a single dormitory and didn't want to be in charge, an amicable agreement was reached with Jessica, although the two ended up in a dormitory.

No one dared to question Charlotte's strength. This is the wolf who sent the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher to Azkaban in the first grade!

The prefects above the fifth grade seldom change. Snape left the common room after the cursing biubiu was finished, and the freshmen went upstairs to find their own dormitories.

"My bed, I miss you so much."

As soon as Jessica returned to the dormitory, she threw herself on the bed, hugging the pillow and not letting go.

Charlotte sorted her luggage, changed into her pajamas, and asked without looking back.

"Did you practice hard during the summer vacation?"

"Oh my God, please let me go! You dragged me into magic training last semester, and you have tortured me badly. Of course you have to play well during the holidays."

Charlotte shook her head helplessly.

The beds in the dormitory are traditional four-poster beds, with green silk draperies hanging down, medieval tapestries on the walls, telling the great adventures of Salazar Slytherin, and various weird creatures swimming past the windows from time to time.

The two lay in bed chatting for a while, and then fell asleep peacefully to the sound of the lake water beating against the window.

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning.

Charlotte got up on time, stared out of the window for a while, then gently got up to wash, tidied her school uniform, glanced at Jessica who was not sleeping, and closed the door softly.

The habit of getting up when the time comes is already engraved in the DNA.

Leaving the lounge, came to the Black Lake, and did a set of The Times is Calling to warm up.

So I started running along the Black Lake in the morning. Fortunately, it hasn't rained in the past few days, otherwise it would be too bad to run on the wet soil.

He took out the prepared raw meat from his wallet, looked at the huge black shadow at the bottom of the black lake, and threw it over. The raw meat floated on the water for a while, and was pulled in by something, causing ripples.

After throwing six or seven yuan, Charlotte stopped feeding.

After finishing the morning run, I ran towards the Astronomy Tower. Astronomy classes are usually at midnight. At this time, the Astronomy Tower became Charlotte's permanent residence.

The Astronomy Tower is the tallest building in Hogwarts, and you need to climb a steep spiral staircase first.

A huge telescope is placed here for the students to observe the stars. Charlotte lies on the window, crossing her legs to feel the breeze.

Looking from here, you can see the Quidditch pitch and the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid's house is next to the Forbidden Forest. There is white smoke coming out of the chimney, which is probably cooking.

Close your eyes, feel the magic power in your body, and turn the magic power of the golden bead in your body into your own use.

This is Charlotte's golden finger. Although I don't know what it is, the magic power in the golden bead will be integrated into the body over time. That's why Charlotte's magic power is far beyond ordinary people, comparable to that of senior students reason.

The golden bead has been absorbed from the original size of a longan, and now it is almost the size of a longan nucleus.

Actively absorbing it by oneself only slightly speeds up the absorption speed.

This feeling of getting stronger with every breath is really not too refreshing.

The sun was already high in the sky, heavy footsteps came from the stairs, and people arrived before the sound.

"Next time, can you change the place! It's really hard to get here."

It was Jessica who came, with several steaming bags in her hand, she took out two and threw them to Charlotte.

Charlotte was also polite, took out the beef patty inside and ate it with pumpkin juice.

"You still enjoy it. Having breakfast here is not as comfortable as the auditorium."

Jessica watched the scenery outside the window with emotion, slowly ate the sandwich in her hand, and squeezed to Charlotte's side.

"If you couldn't stand the owls knocking over your pumpkin porridge and leaving a lump on you...well (you know), you wouldn't be so diligent to bring breakfast here to eat."

"You promised not to mention it!"

"Okay, okay, next time."

Charlotte replied insincerely. After breakfast, the two cleaned up the garbage and were going to class. This is their dean's class, so it's not good to be late.