HP Shavings Wizard

Draco quietly moved aside, fearing that the fighting would affect him. At this moment, he was somewhat troubled as to why he had chosen this position when he had been sorted earlier. He felt as if there were nails on the seat.

Alison glanced at her classmates with ill intentions as if she was a little uneasily, with a look of confusion and innocence on her face, like a rabbit that had strayed into a snake's den.

Draco's eyelids twitched as he worried about being burned by Fiendfyre. He thought to himself that this guy's acting was too good. He moved uneasily, secretly cursing the group of idiots who were tricked - although he couldn't see what this Green was going to do.

Millicent rolled her eyes and began to belittle the red-haired girl in her best way possible.

"A lowly half-blood, or a mudblood?"

"With a Muggle surname like this... he must be a Mudblood! What are you pretending to be!"

Faced with the malice of his strange classmates, the red-haired little wizard lowered his head in sadness and uneasiness, like a punching bag.

She was thinking about taking the opportunity to beat up her classmates and finding some human sandbags to relieve her itch, but she would definitely be punished by her father if she suddenly beat up her classmates, so it was better to use self-defense.

So I have to try my best to make my classmates a red name and then start bullying her.

Dumbledore noticed this in the teachers' table, but said nothing, just watched calmly.

The Slytherins became even more excited upon seeing this, and began to talk recklessly, without any regard for Alison's feelings. Even the other students at the Slytherin table began to whisper.

Most of the young wizards from pure-blood families in the wizarding world knew each other. After all, they had attended banquets since they were young and had long been familiar with each other. Most of them also entered Slytherin, which advocated pure blood and rejected outsiders, especially those with Muggle surnames.

Slytherin only accepts pure blood and half-blood, so this Green must have wizard blood. However, children of wizard blood will have Muggle surnames and grow up in the Muggle world...

Her parents must have been traitors who disrespected wizarding blood and married Muggles.

Some smart little snakes chose to wait and see. Before this hat dweller truly showed some extraordinary talents, they would not bet casually. If the freshman could not show strong strength to stand up on his own, he deserved to be bullied by those brainless ones.

There were no surprises when several new students entered Slytherin one after another, until the sorting of Harry Potter, the boy who survived the disaster, caused a commotion again.

Many Slytherin elders were Death Eaters of the mysterious man. The mysterious man's failure to kill Potter and his disappearance was also a blow to their families. Some people's relatives were even liquidated and sent to Azkaban.

It should be said that it was not surprising that the wavering green-eyed boy finally went to Gryffindor like his parents.

A loud cheer rang out from the Gryffindor table, and several professors in the teachers' seats also paid attention.

"We've got Potter! We've got Potter!"

The Weasley twins shouted, and many classmates wanted to shake hands with Harry, and even the ghost patted his arm.

……

Dumbledore stood up, stretched out his arms and looked at the students with a smile on his face.

"Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words, which are: Idiot! Crybaby! Scum! Twist!"

"thank you all!"

The dinner began, and soon the empty plates on the Slytherin table were filled with delicious dishes, and the cups were filled with fruit drinks.

The students were eating and talking in low voices, and the topic was nothing more than the Sorting Ceremony. Several freshmen also joined the crusade against the little wizards with Muggle surnames, as if this would make them more noble and sociable.

The professors didn't seem to notice what was happening here. The headmaster was discussing something with Professor Snape, the Dean of Slytherin.

Alison looked at the delicious food and started eating without distraction.

British fried foods, and those fragrant hot meats, fresh from the pan, are quite good. Then there are desserts such as puddings, fearing that the students will be hungry, which is quite like the style of Hufflepuff who likes to feed people.

Finally, everything faded away, the banquet came to an end, Dumbledore stood up again, and the hall returned to silence.

His shining eyes flickered over the playful Weasley twins and Alison.

"First years, please note that no student is allowed to enter the forbidden forest on the school grounds. Some of our older students should also remember this."

"Mr. Filch, the caretaker, asked me to remind everyone not to cast spells in the corridors between classes."

"Quidditch Player Review..."

His solemn warning sounded like a weird joke without any clue.

"Finally, I must tell everyone that anyone who does not want to encounter an accident and a painful death should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

Next, it’s the school song.

All the teachers and students sang the words floating in the air. Alison sang a cheerful little tune, but she couldn't keep the rhythm of the lyrics, which sounded strange.

But there were so many strange people. The Weasley twins even sang along with the "Funeral March" and had Dumbledore conduct the last few bars.

Alison sighed regretfully, this was really impossible, it was only right that they should be under the command of their father.

Afterwards, the male and female prefects of each college led the students back to the common room, paying special attention to leading the freshmen who were visiting a complicated place like Hogwarts for the first time and were prone to getting lost.

Alison timidly followed at the end of the freshman group, trying to stay away from those classmates with bad intentions.

…Actually, I kind of want to kick their butts.

It's really lax to show your back to the enemy.

The male class leader said the command "Pure Blood" to open the door, and the door rolled up like a snake.

The Slytherin common room was deep in the cellars, magically warm and dry, with portraits on the walls, thick carpets on the floor, and comfortable armchairs.

The seniors sat in groups of three or four, or went back to the dormitories to pack their bags, while the freshmen were led by their prefects to listen to some Slytherin rules.

The two prefects dutifully introduced Slytherin, covering everything from history to traditions, precautions and classroom locations.

They also specifically reminded the freshmen that in Slytherin College, strength is supreme and only the strong can be respected. They emphasized that in Slytherin, you should not provoke others at will, but you should not show too much weakness either.

When mentioning this, the prefects glanced at the red-haired girl who was pinching her sleeves timidly.

"Slytherin values ​​honor, power, and ambition... I hope you can adapt to life here as soon as possible."

After explaining this, the class leaders let the freshmen disperse on their own.

As soon as the two prefects left, Alison, with a confused and innocent look on her face, was unsurprisingly blocked by several freshmen girls.

The boys and the older students were all watching the fun.

Hogwarts has male and female prefects, which actually means that boys are in charge of boys' affairs and girls are in charge of girls' affairs.