HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Lycoris and Draco led a group of Slytherin freshmen back to the common room without incident, and no one was left behind.

In order to let the children remember the route from the Great Hall back to the Slytherin Lounge so that they could successfully go to the Great Hall for dinner tomorrow morning, Lycoris walked very slowly.

While walking, I introduced some common knowledge about campus.

Everyone is a new kid here, and I don’t know if there are any mixed-blood wizards living in the Muggle world.

Treating all new students as newbies in magic is the quiet gentleness of Licoris.

Under the moonlight, Licoris turned around confidently and introduced the auditorium, and then the fountain in front.

“The auditorium is a place for dining. You can come here to eat three meals a day. You can also bring your own bread and other easily stored food back to your dormitory.

“It’s also a place where special moments come together.

"For example, when everyone is in third grade, you can go to Hogsmeade to play, and you need to gather here on the weekends." Lycoris pointed to the foyer of the Great Hall and continued, "Now let's go back to the Slytherin common room. Remember the route and don’t be late tomorrow.”

Lycoris talked about the most important building route map and the professor's personality as she walked.

Common room.

"I have hand-drawn a map centered on the Slytherin common room and posted it there, but that doesn't mean you can have a little more rest tomorrow morning." Lycoris pointed to the wall and smiled, " The movable stairs will change automatically, so you may be late.”

"Professor Minerva McGonagall is our Transfiguration Professor and Head of Gryffindor. She loves Quidditch. She is very fair, but hates being late.

"Professor Pomona Sprout is the professor of Herbology and the head of Hufflepuff. She likes to grow herbs. She is very easy-going, but please don't treat herbs rudely.

"Professor Filius Flivy is the Professor of Charms and Head of Ravenclaw. He is an alcoholic. He is very talkative." Lycoris looked around at the curious students and emphasized her tone, "Filius Professor Li Wei is half-elf, so don’t offend him by saying anything strange.”

"Prefect, why isn't there our Slytherin dean?" A girl raised her hand to signal to the senior sister in front of her and asked doubtfully, "Aren't there four houses?"

"Severus Snape, our Head of Slytherin, you just need to abide by the rules." Lycoris introduced her father in such a short way that the little girl raised her hand again.

"Prefect, isn't there anything our dean likes or dislikes?"

This made him seem more elusive, and the freshmen looked at each other.

"Take every class and homework assignment seriously, and understand the process before practicing potions."

Lycoris felt that her father was very good to Slytherin. He never deducted points and occasionally put him in solitary confinement.

Slytherin's freshman activity was conducted without any problems because Lycoris controlled the whole process, but it was different on the Gryffindor side.

"Ron! Come on! It's time for us to guide the new students!" Hermione stood up in panic. She lost track of time thinking about the Dolores Umbridge incident, and now everyone was leaving.

Don’t get crowded out by those freshmen!

The crowd broke up, and everyone here and there couldn't find their way back to Gryffindor.

"That's right!" Ron obviously didn't remember this until Hermione reminded him. He shouted loudly, "You little ones gather here!"

"How can you call a freshman a baby?" Hermione turned to glare at Ron, and then shouted majestically, "First-year students, come here!"

Harry stood aside and watched quietly as his two friends anxiously urged the little ones to gather. He grinned kindly, his green eyes shining brightly behind the lenses of his glasses.

They are really just like Ron said, they are a group of little ones, they look immature and childish.

He definitely wasn't like this when he was in first grade, Harry thought quite confidently.

At this time, Harry didn't know what Percy Weasley, the fifth-year Gryffindor male prefect, was thinking when he saw him among the first-year students.

Compared to his younger brother Ron's strong and healthy body, the thin and thin Harry was simply malnourished.

The two children were still standing together, which made the comparison even more pitiful.

If Harry hadn't looked like he'd been abused, his mother wouldn't have fed Harry so much delicious food on Christmas Day in the first grade just to make him gain half a pound of weight.

At that time, when Percy Weasley saw him being admitted by Professor McGonagall and sitting on a broomstick, he would worry whether he would break his head when a gust of wind blew over.

It's a pity that Harry has no way of knowing these things. Now he looks at the first years and thinks the children are cute.

"He is Harry Potter." A boy obviously knew something. He nudged the boy next to him with his elbow and looked at the senior boy who was looking at him and smiling.

"Harry Potter?" The boy who was stabbed looked at the direction his friend was pointing in horror, and hugged his friend's arm tightly in fear.

Then the boy leaned close to his friend who was almost crying and didn't know what to say. He raised his hand and pointed at Hermione Granger who was talking in front of him.

The timid boy kept nodding, his eyes wandering between Harry Potter and the prefect Hermione Granger.

Harry stopped laughing.

He knew that he had many new rumors - one of them was that he had killed Krum, and the even more ridiculous reason was that he was suffering from love, Hermione Granger had made himself lose his mind.

Harry told Ron that he did not intend to go back with him and needed to take a step first.

Ron was still counting the number of students, nodding wildly to show that he heard what Harry said.

Harry returned to the men's dormitory in a bad mood, and discovered something even worse - Seamus' mother thought he was a murderer, killing people and mutilating corpses.

She didn't want her son to share a dormitory with her, it was too dangerous. I thought Harry Potter was insane, but he finally let Seamus go to school.

Harry was angry and aggrieved.

That Rita Skeeter finally spoke the truth, why didn't everyone believe it?

Harry was lying on the bed, and through the gap in the curtain he saw Neville holding his malnourished-looking cactus and basking in the moonlight.

I wonder how Licoris would explain this situation?

If Harry really asked Licoris this question, Licoris would definitely answer him, "Explanation? Why explain? I will tell Seamus, 'Yes, yes! I just kill people without batting an eye, and I won't even blink for a day." I'm not used to killing one person. One, three, five, seven, a man in an odd number, a woman, two or six, in an even number.'"

The Slytherin villain is so perverted, how fun is it to watch others being scared to tears?