Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Hogwarts has a six-person dormitory for first-year Slytherin students, with silver lanterns hanging from the roof to provide lighting. There are six four-poster beds in the bedroom. Green silk bed curtains are hung around the beds, and the beds are covered with silver embroidered bedspreads. As for their luggage, it has been placed under their respective beds.

The ancient stone walls are covered with medieval tapestries, and the carpets are decorated with delicate pictures using gold and silver threads. After Les took a closer look, he suddenly felt his blood pressure begin to rise, because the picture depicted the adventures of the great wizard Slytherin.

Looking at the story on the tapestry, Les's face gradually became a little hot, because the story above can be summarized as "The Bizarre Adventures of Slytherin and His Three Automatic Casting Wands."

Fortunately, the other three people couldn't see what was on the tapestry, otherwise Les would have to run away again.

After finding his own bunk, Les took off his robe and hung it on the bedside. Then he saw Malfoy and his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, staring at him.

"What? Do you still want to taste some cake?" Les looked at Draco Malfoy with a half-smile, but the latter moved his eyes to the side, not daring to talk at all.

If he was force-fed cake in front of his classmates, he would really have to consider going to Durmstrang.

"If you have nothing to do, go to bed early." After saying these words, Les jumped onto the bed and closed the bed curtains, leaving Malfoy standing outside, his face turning green and red.

Blaise Chabini and Theodore Nott, who followed into the room, looked at each other: The atmosphere in the dormitory seems a bit bad? But it doesn’t matter if the atmosphere is not good, as long as there is no fighting.

The two of them unintentionally intervened in the fight between roommates and went to bed silently.

Seeing this, Malfoy could only take two deep breaths to endure the anger.

After lying on the bed, he began to silently imagine the scene in the future when Les would apologize to him. Needless to say, the soft mattress is indeed a breeding ground for sweet dreams. With the sound of the lake water lapping at the window, Malfoy fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, he defeated the arrogant Les with his own strength in front of everyone. Looking at Les lying in front of him, he laughed happily...

Soon, the dormitory was filled with a heavy sense of sleepiness, and the little wizards who had been working hard all day slept particularly soundly. However, Les opened his eyes while his roommates were sleeping, gently opened the bed curtain and got out of bed.

There will be plenty of time to sleep in the future, but I can't waste my time on this kind of thing - I slept for a thousand years before, so I should sleep less after waking up.

But Les didn't just get up secretly at night to study. The first-year wizard didn't need to worry about what he was learning. He had to do something important.

He wanted to make sure that the succeeding principals had fulfilled their obligations and strengthened the dungeon's seal.

Listening to the snoring one after another, Rice's mouth curved: Young people have good sleep quality and just fall asleep.

"Les... you have today too..." Malfoy's vague sleep murmurs reached Les's ears, making his face darken.

It's endless, right? You won’t let me go even in your dreams? ! Is it over yet?

He took out his wand and pointed at Malfoy's bed. A small star with a faint light emerged from the tip of his wand and flew lightly into the curtains of Malfoy's bed, quietly changing his dream. .

Malfoy, who had defeated Les and was laughing triumphantly, suddenly felt someone tugging at his trouser leg. When he looked down, he saw a ragged Muggle beggar.

"Let me go, you filthy thing!" Malfoy was furious: he would rather fall into the cesspit than let this kind of thing soil his robes.

"Son, actually I am your father——"

"Fart!!!" Malfoy jumped up as if a hot iron had hit his butt.

"Son, he's right." came the vicissitudes of his father's voice.

Malfoy looked towards the source of the sound and saw his father standing in the crowd of onlookers with a complicated expression.

"Yes, you are indeed his child."

This is the voice of mother Narcissa!

Malfoy:? ? ?

The classmates were talking a lot, and their eyes were wandering between himself and the beggar. When he looked at the beggar's face, he found that he actually looked a bit like him!

The sweet dream turned into a nightmare in an instant.

While Draco Malfoy struggled in the quagmire of nightmares, Rhys had left the dormitory.

When he walked to the common lounge area, Les was surprised to find that there were still people lingering in the lounge so late at night.

The lights came on, and Daphne sat by the fireplace, looking straight at herself.

"What are you doing here if you don't sleep at night?" Les was quite surprised: Is this little girl so energetic? Other little wizards were so tired that they fell asleep as soon as their heads touched the pillows, but she could still stay in the common room and look at the lake view?

Daphne blinked: There seems to be nothing wrong with asking you this question?

"After taking a shower, my hair is still a little wet. I want to wait until my hair is dry before going to bed - if I go to bed without drying my hair, I will wake up with a headache."

Les took a look and saw that the girl's silver hair was in strands and was indeed wet.

"I'm afraid this will take a long time, right?"

With this kind of hair, it probably takes an hour to dry naturally? The lounge is quite humid, so it may take longer.

"Dad helped me before," Daphne looked a little aggrieved, "It was done with just a click of the wand."

There is indeed such a curse.

Les took out his wand and with a flick, the excess moisture was removed from Daphne's hair.

"Thank you."

"Okay, you can go back to sleep."

Daphne looked at Les: "So what are you going to do? The route in the dungeon is very complicated. It would be bad if you get lost. I heard that there are night watchmen patrolling at night. If you are caught, you will be deducted a lot of points and will be put in solitary confinement. .”

"Night travel is a fine tradition for Hogwarts students." Les snorted.

Anyway, when he was running the school, the students liked to get up at night and wander around the castle. There was even a famous saying among the students:

[Having never seen Hogwarts at night is equivalent to not having attended Hogwarts]

The founders also turned a blind eye to this kind of behavior.

Only wizards who dare to take risks can survive in this cruel world, not to mention that students who wander at night can also play a patrol role.

Les turned and walked towards the lounge door.

However, as soon as he went out, he heard footsteps behind him, and Daphne trotted out behind him.

Seeing that Les wanted to say something, Daphne said first: "Night travel is a fine tradition for Hogwarts students."

Les:…

You're so good at breaking school rules, you might as well get transferred to Gryffindor!

"The probability of two people getting lost is always smaller, and I am the daughter of the Greengrass family. If we are caught, you will definitely not be expelled with me here!" Daphne began to analyze the pros and cons.

Seeing the expectant look in the girl's eyes and imitating an adult's negotiation, Les couldn't help but sigh.

"Follow me, don't get lost."

Sooner or later, he will eventually leave. Some things must be passed down, and some younger generations should also know the secrets hidden in the school.

The little girl from the Greengrass family in front of me is young and reasonably savvy, so tell her about these inheritances yourself.

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