[HP] S·M event book

No.1 Well... the beginning of the disaster. (1) ==

【Which college does my little princess want to go to? 】

The deep, hoarse, and cold tone was the same as usual, but she knew that he didn't just need her answer. 【Sira will follow your instructions. 】

He smiled and hugged her to his lap, the cold on her body made her tremble involuntarily, although she tried her best to restrain it. [My little princess has become cunning, who did she learn from? 】

【certainly not. 】She frowned to show her dissatisfaction—after all, she was still young, wasn't she?Children will always be pampered, especially this kind of rebellion like acting like a baby. 【...You are always right. 】

He stroked her hair, running his five fingers like dead trees through the blonde hair, never tired of it. 【Sira is my baby, so no matter what you do, it is also right. 】

This is a pardon.

So she breathed a sigh of relief, which should mean that no matter which academy he was in, he wouldn't care too much.

But then, he said another sentence that made her tangled up.

【Sera, you are a smart child. 】

She struggled with it for nearly a month, but she couldn't figure out the potential meaning of this sentence.Of course, this is not to praise her, but to express the meaning of "don't let me down".

……

"Sierra Morris!" Professor McGonagall read aloud to the list.

She tensed up nervously and sat down on the high stool.

"Oh! Contradictory child." A deep voice whispered in his ear, "Timid and timid, I can guarantee that Gryffindor is definitely not suitable for you."

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Resist magic? What a pity." The Sorting Hat said regretfully, "You have a good talent for magic. It seems that Ravenclaw has no chance for you."

Sera paused for a moment, then whispered, "How is that possible."

"Don't question me." The Sorting Hat said dissatisfiedly, "Maybe Hufflepuff... oh!!"

It made a sudden exclamation, which made her even more uneasy.

"Look what I found?!" the Sorting Hat said incredulously, "...Merlin! It's impossible!"

Sierra's heart was in her throat, and she anxiously waited for the Sorting Hat to continue, but she didn't hear anything for a long time.

Time passed by every minute and every second.Small murmurs gradually appeared in the auditorium, and Sierra felt more and more eyes on herself.It made her extremely uncomfortable.The hand on the lap clenched tightly into a fist.

"—Slytherin!!!"

Sierra swears, the Sorting Hat's voice is wonderful at this moment!

She took off her hat in ecstasy, and ran quickly to the long table in Slytherin house.

In the past, as long as a new student entered the academy, they would be more or less welcome, but now she was faced with doubts and dissatisfaction, which made her stop her impulsive steps, and she lowered her head and pulled the golden hair, and then silently sat in the only vacant seat - at the corner of the table.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a Slytherin boy with a bad face staring at her not far away, and the malice he showed made her uneasy. Sure enough, seeing her notice him, he got up and was about to walk towards her.

She almost wanted to howl, she knew the Sorting Hat was going to get her into some trouble—that damned hat!

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"Then... the banquet begins." Dumbledore's voice sounded, and the long table, which had only tableware, suddenly became full of beautiful things, which also made the boy sit down reluctantly.

She breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Dumbledore secretly, and happened to meet a pair of sly but old eyes, so she smiled gratefully at him, and ate in silence.

Like any other Slytherin, graceful in his movements, full of the air of aristocrats

So she curled her lips noncommittally, she didn't understand that these nobles gnawed like rabbits, what was there to show off, just like she didn't understand why grandpa spent so much effort to correct her words and deeds.Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Gryffindor's flamboyant and wanton dining style, and couldn't help but envy him.She also wanted to stuff the steak on the plate into her mouth and bite, she was so hungry now!

"Hi~ hello."

Hearing the voice of greeting, she looked up a little flattered. It was the girl with an afro beside her, um...very trendy.She silently assessed it, then gave a friendly smile. "Hello."

"I'm Anne Wilton, you can call me Anne." The girl said enthusiastically.

"Sierra Morris." She smiled shyly, and at the same time showed excitement inadvertently—this might be the first friend she made at Hogwarts. "I saw you, on the train."

"Of course, they are all first-year freshmen. I also think you look familiar." Annie raised her eyebrows.

Annie actually didn't know this humble guy at all, it can be said that she had no impression at all.But my father said that since he came to Hogwarts, it would always be beneficial to make friends with some nobles.For example, when the Wilton family is in the hands of her sole heir, they can be more open in the outside world. No one will hate the icing on the cake.Maybe one day they will surpass the Malfoy family.

"What happened just now?" Anne asked, "What did the Sorting Hat say?"

It is impossible to say that she is thinking about throwing her into Hufflepuff, so Sara decided to cover up this tangled problem, "It fell asleep, it must be too tired." She silently apologized to Mr. Sorting Hat in her heart .

Anne laughed out loud, "It seems that things with a long history are prone to failure. There are not many new students this year...for Hogwarts."

"What do you mean?" Sara asked.

She looked around, then whispered into Sira's ear, "Last year at the Triwizard Tournament, Harry Potter... you know, the 'Boy Who Lived', he said... That person is back!" At the end, she trembled, as if even this title frightened her.

Sai La was puzzled at first, then her eyes widened suddenly, "...the mysterious man?"

Anne nodded, "We all thought this was just a savior's solo show, but Principal Dumbledore believed in him. My dad said he was old-fashioned. Many people choose to send their children to Beauxbatons or Dem Strong, they think they will get a better education there - because the headmasters of these two colleges are younger than Headmaster Dumbledore, and they are not so confused that they can't tell right from wrong."

As she spoke, she pointed at Gryffindor.Sera looked in the direction - a four-eyed boy who was eating silently, out of tune with the noisy atmosphere around him.

Serra hesitated, then said, "He doesn't look like a liar."

"Come on." Annie rolled her eyes, "It's just that I'm used to living an ordinary life and want to attract attention again. God knows what method he used to deceive Principal Dumbledore. If it wasn't for my uncle... oh, my uncle is Ministry of Magic, if he hadn't told my dad that this matter would be resolved as soon as possible, I would have been sent to Durmstrang Academy."

"Solve it as soon as possible?" She didn't realize it. Will the disease of old muddleheadedness be solved as soon as possible?

Annie rolled her eyes at the teacher's table calmly, "See that pink monster? Deputy Minister of Magic. This year is the 'transition period' for the solution. My uncle told me, you can't tell others .” She shook her head proudly about having exclusive information.

Saila put the knife and fork on the dining table, pursed her lips with a tissue, and said in a low voice, "So... that person hasn't come back."

"Of course." Anne nodded affirmatively, and added, "The news from the Ministry of Magic is the most authoritative."

"That's good." She breathed a sigh of relief, and her whole body relaxed, "I don't want any accidents to happen during the few years I have been studying, especially such fatal accidents."

Annie looked at her with a grin, casually poked the afro, and then marched towards her ultimate goal, "Where is your home? Or you can introduce my uncle to dine with them, and I will definitely rest assured that you will come to Hogwarts."

"Of course!" Saila nodded excitedly, very happy to have made such a warm and kind friend, "Let's go together during the holidays, they can't come here."

She was stunned, and her enthusiastic smile became weird, "...what?"