[HP] King of Slytherin

The boy with the crown snake on his badge stood up and motioned for the first-years to follow him.

"That's Senior Terrence Higgins?"

"It's really him. I couldn't confirm it just now. He's so handsome."

"Senior Higgins is only in the fifth grade, right? He's already the head of the academy..."

The freshmen followed Higgins through the winding corridors to the slightly dim cellar.It was still very hot at this time, but it was very cool in the cellar. The cold stone walls were bare, without any decorations, not even a portrait.

Standing in front of an empty stone wall, Terrence turned around and said to the freshmen: "The password is 'Green Lake'." His voice was beautiful, clear and full of magnetism.

The hidden door in the stone wall opened, and the first-year students walked through in an orderly manner.

Inside is the Slytherin lounge, the room is round, the ceiling is a transparent semicircle carved from crystal, and sparkling waves can be seen faintly.The walls are made of black Gothic marble, and the floor is white and smooth.Inside there is a fireplace with an ornately carved mantel.Green lights hung from the ceiling on chains.Carved long-backed chairs are arranged according to certain rules.

Other grades walked in through the door from time to time, looking at the freshmen with various eyes with interest.Hyland noticed that almost everyone would say hello to Terence first when they came in, except for a few senior students.

"Gentlemen and ladies," said Higgins slowly, "welcome to Slytherin, where I will spend the best seven years of my life. As a Slytherin prefect, I need to give you Some small words of advice.

The wicks of the candles crackled, and only Higgins' clear voice echoed in the silent lounge, which made people involuntarily serious.

"Slytherin respects the strong, and only those with strength can gain a foothold here. You can unscrupulously display your talents in all aspects to win more supporters.

"Slytherin does not prohibit infighting. We always believe that competition can make people progress faster. Any means are allowed. Of course, the premise is not to be caught." Speaking of this, he said meaningfully He glanced at Hyland.

"The most important point," his voice suddenly became stern, and he glanced sharply at the freshmen, "Slytherin's honor cannot be tarnished! You can violate the school rules, but you must not lose any of the Slytherin gems! You can fight in private, but you must maintain absolute obedience to the head of the academy, the prefects, and the chief! If there is any idiot who doesn't use his brain first before doing something, I don't mind teaching him a lesson!" He looked at The two big men behind Draco—they were secretly eating the food hidden in their sleeves, with a hint of coldness in their eyes.

Draco shot Crabbe and Goyle a hard look over his shoulder.Crabbe and Goyle shrank their heads in fear, with food residue still on the corners of their mouths.

"Our Head of School is Professor Snape who teaches Potions. I don't want to hear that someone made a mistake in Potions class and caused Professor Snape's anger! I have seen your class schedule, and Potions class is on weekdays. Five afternoons, this week's time, I hope you will prepare well.

"Slytherins are united externally, and this is the root of our strength. If anyone dares to break this unity, all Slytherins will be enemies."

Higgins' cold gaze made the freshmen tremble, and everyone firmly remembered these words in their hearts.

"Please keep in mind our school motto: We come from the swamp, we crave power, we are full of ambition, we are strong and calm, we are graceful and self-reliant, we never regret, we are Slytherin." Higgins' voice With a strange rhythm, people are deeply obsessed.

"Now, it's time to go to bed," Higgins said with a soft smile on his face, "you must be tired after a hard day. Gentlemen live on the right, ladies live on the left. Your names are engraved on the door. I wish you all a sweet dream." He bowed gracefully, then turned and left.

The face-changing became so fast, Hyland sighed.

The teams of boys and girls separated, and Hyland secretly guessed what his next roommate would look like while following the crowd.

Hope he has good living habits, Hyland prayed to Merlin.

Because Slytherin has strict requirements for recruiting students, the number of students is very small every year.Therefore, the accommodation conditions are relatively good-two people share a room.

Hyland's room is in the middle of the corridor.There are two large beds with dark green velvet curtains in the room, luggage is placed beside the bed, the floor is black, and there are flowing water patterns outside the window.Although there was no sunlight, two huge candles were lit in the room, and the light was very bright.

As soon as Hyland sat on the bed, the door was pushed open again.

In came Blaise Zabini.

Hyland raised his eyebrows, stood up, and said with a smile, "Nice to see you again." This was exactly the same as Blaise said when he met him.

"It really is quite destined." Brace took a deep look at him, and said with a corner of his mouth.This was what Hyland answered him back then.

The two looked at each other silently, and suddenly laughed at the same time, the previous barrier disappeared instantly, as if nothing had happened.

"Roommate, please take care of me in the future." Hyland felt relieved for a while.

"You can call me Blaise." Blaise walked up to Hyland, stretched out his hand, his brown eyes were full of sincerity.

Despite all the doubts in his heart, Hyland did not hesitate at all. He held the hand and smiled slightly: "Randall."

"Okay, Randall." Brace said kindly.

Afterwards, the two of them simply washed up and went to bed respectively. After going through so many things today, the two of them were already exhausted.In a daze, Hyland seemed to hear Blaise talking to himself.

"...Randall, are you asleep?"

Hyland reluctantly raised his heavy eyelids and said vaguely, "Not yet."

"Well, I have something to ask you. Of course, it's okay if you don't want to say it." Blaise's voice showed hesitation.

"You ask."

"At the dinner table today, you and Malfoy, I mean, did you say that on purpose?" Blaise asked.

Hyland's drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden, he turned over and said, "Why did you think of this?" His words were very vague, neither admitting nor denying.

"Oh, it's because of Malfoy. Although he has a willful and domineering personality, he will never be so lacking in quality that he can swear casually," Blaise said with a chuckle, "You know, 'that word' is almost the most vicious word, I had some doubts at the time. Of course, there is no confirmation now."

Hyland was not surprised at all. He had already noticed the strangeness of this roommate at the time, and admitted straightforwardly: "You are right, Blaise, I did take him away with words on purpose. A strange How surnames are treated in Slytherins, you should know, I was just trying to save trouble."

"Of course I understand," Blaise said sincerely, "I also want to say sorry." He didn't say why he said sorry, and he believed that Hyland understood.

"...I understand too." Hyland let out a sigh of relief. Is that really the case?

"Good night, Randall, have a sweet dream."

"Good night."

Hearing Bryce's steady breathing gradually, Hyland still had no thought of falling asleep.He understood what Blaise's sorry was for.In Slytherin, only when you recognize a person will you let him call your name.The reason why Bryce asked him to call him by his name was to a large extent to cover Hyland's words.

Even so, Hyland still didn't feel the slightest bit of disgust.This also has to praise Blaise's shrewdness and smoothness.

Slytherin, Slytherin.

Hyland repeated the name in his heart, and gradually, he felt drowsy and didn't know anything.

Hyland woke up early the next morning, his body clock always on time.It was dark outside the window, after estimating the time, Hyland decided to get up.

The Slytherin lounge was quiet. Hyland originally thought that there would be no one there, but he didn't expect that a boy with light brown hair was sitting on a high-back chair reading a book. Under the faint light, the atmosphere was extraordinarily peaceful.

"Senior Higgins, good morning." Hyland greeted politely.

Higgins looked up, thought for a while, and immediately remembered that the person in front of him was Hyland Miller, who was outstanding last night. He smiled slightly and said, "You got up very early, Miller."

Hyland shrugged and said, "Senior, didn't you get up earlier?" He wondered how Higgins knew his name.But after thinking about it, there are not many students in Slytherin's class, and it is not difficult to remember all the names if you pay attention.

Higgins closed the book, and handed Hyland one of the dozen parchments stacked in front of him, beckoning him to read it.

"This is the map of Hogwarts. Every freshman has a copy. The stairs of Hogwarts move, and it is easy to get lost without someone to guide you."

Hyland looked down and found that the map was constantly changing, and the lines drawn in dark green ink twisted back and forth, which was very magical.All the classrooms are specially marked with gold letters.

"Is the senior here specially waiting for the freshmen?" Hyland asked, raising the map in his hand.

"That's the second grade chief's business." Higgins shook his head.

That means you are too busy to meddle in your own business?Hyland complained secretly.

"Senior, there is one thing I don't understand. Why is your badge different from others'?" Hyland decided to help Higgins continue to show his helpful qualities.

Higgins glanced at him with a half-smile, and Hyland felt guilty for a moment.

"I'm Head Slytherin, so of course it's different."

"Chief? Isn't it a prefect?" Hyland was puzzled.

"Every house has a prefect, but Slytherin is different from other houses. It not only has a prefect, but also has an independent internal system. Each year will have a chief, and the chief will handle all the affairs of this year , Relatively, other people must obey the orders of the chief. The chief of the college is born among the chiefs of the grades, and manages the affairs of the college. If you want to become the chief of the grade, you must defeat all the candidates of the same grade in the challenge on Halloween; To become the head of the academy, just challenge me after being the head of the first year." Higgins pointed.

He took out another badge from his pocket, shook it, and said casually, "Of course, I'm also a Slytherin prefect."

Hyland's sharp eyes saw a big "P" on the badge.

"The first-year freshmen are now preparing for the chief challenge." Higgins suddenly said something inexplicable.

Although the words were strange, Hyland understood.His heart was pounding and his face turned slightly pale. There was too much meaning in this sentence!

First-year students are preparing, which means that all first-year students should know the chief challenge!

And Hyland not only didn't know, but instead foolishly asked what is the chief, what does this mean?

The answer is obvious, Hyland is not from a wizarding family, at least not from a Slytherin family.

Hyland's eyes gradually darkened, and he was wondering what Higgins meant.Is it a warning?Still reminding?

Higgins didn't say anything, and looked down at the book again.

Taking the map to the restaurant for breakfast, Highlander carefully recalled the entire conversation at the table, and came to a conclusion—higgins needs to be kept at a respectful distance.

If Higgins was deliberately embarrassing himself, he wouldn't have to talk so much about it.At this stage, Higgins obviously has no hostility towards him.

But Hyland still couldn't figure out what he was after.

Back in the lounge, he checked the time, and there were still 10 minutes left for class.

"Hey, isn't this Miller?" A tone-deaf voice sounded not far away.

Hyland glanced over and saw a senior boy looking over with a provocative face.He remained motionless and continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Boy! I'm talking to you!" The boy stopped in front of Hyland and said with a sneer.

"Ah," Hyland slowly raised his head and said with a puzzled face, "May I ask who you are?"

"Freshmen are getting less and less polite now," the boy mocked maliciously. "Ah, no, how can I expect a person with a Muggle surname to be polite? Hahaha."

At this time, the number of people in the lounge has gradually increased. Seeing this scene, most people chose to stand by and watch, only a few people looked over with sarcasm in their eyes.

Hyland looked at his exaggerated and clumsy performance coldly, curled the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "I don't know what the so-called politeness is? Is it provocative in public? I really don't understand."

The boy became furious.

Disapproval appeared in the eyes of many Slytherins around, and Hyland secretly saw this in his eyes.

The boy pulled out his wand, pointed at Hyland and said harshly, "Apologize!" A few sparks flickered from the tip of the wand.

Hyland didn't draw his wand, knowing it wouldn't help.The boy in front of him seemed to be a third or fourth grade student. Even if he had learned a few little magics by himself, he was definitely not his opponent, and he was giving the opponent a chance to attack him in vain.

"Senior," Hyland still had a decent smile on his face, "are you planning to let Slytherin lose points for being late for such a shameful reason on the first day of school? What will Senior Si look like when he finds out about this?"

The boy still didn't put down his wand, but there was obvious hesitation in his eyes.

"enough!"

Hyland turned to look and found that it was Malfoy.The position where he was standing happened to be in the blind spot of his current sight, so he didn't see it just now.And beside Draco, stood the big man Crabbe and Goyle.

Hyland's eyes turned cold.

Malfoy said haughtily, "Charlemagne, you're in my way."

Charlemagne retracted his wand and walked out of the lounge quickly without looking back.

Malfoy brushed past Hyland, bumped him deliberately, and whispered, "Just wait and see, this is never over."

With a smile on his face, Hyland squeezed a few words through his teeth: "At any time."

Crabbe and Goyle shook their fists at Hyland, and seeing Malfoy walking away, they trotted to follow.

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