[HP] Night Haze

Angelo didn't care about the sorting ceremony afterwards. He applauded enthusiastically like everyone else, but his thoughts had already flown far away.

After the sorting ceremony, Professor McGonagall sat back on the faculty seat.The red-haired boy who shared a compartment with the Savior on the train ended up in Gryffindor too.

He is the younger brother of the Weasley twin brothers, the fourth Weasley among the Hogwarts students.Almost all pure-blood nobles had intermarried with this prosperous family some years ago.But now the prosperity is gone, poverty and closeness to Muggles make them ridiculed by most pure-blood nobles.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Ron developed hatred for the little wizards in the Snake Yard. As soon as he sat down, he warned his friends again earnestly.

"Harry, almost all evil wizards come from Slytherin!"

If the Weasley twins relieved Angelo's frustration, then Ron's words once again succeeded in making him depressed.

"If you want to have a correct understanding of the various colleges of Hogwarts, you must read a book. Harry Potter, each college has a group of outstanding wizards, and they have made contributions to the development of the wizarding world. An indelible contribution."

"I know, it's A Piece of Hogwarts History, right?" Hermione cut in.Angelo nodded undeniably.

"I've read that book three times." The brown-haired girl's smile became more confident. If you just look at the school history, Slytherin doesn't have any major problems except for his extreme bloodline.But in order to gain an in-depth understanding of the wizarding world, she painstakingly read many extended books, especially the girl of recent history.The impression of wizards produced by that academy in recent decades can only be described as bad.

"Harry, if you need it, I can lend it to you." Hermione's smile was extremely bright, and she was actually pretty cute if you didn't look at the pair of front teeth.

"Thanks, I'm interested." The blue-eyed boy thanked, and Ron curled his lips.He didn't like this girl, she was too arrogant, as if she knew everything.He didn't like the blond boy defending Slytherin either.He'd wondered from the beginning of the sorting, how the boy, who was clearly in Malfoy's gang, had been sorted here.

"Welcome to Hogwarts to start a new school year!" On the teaching staff, an old man with a long white beard stood up, and everyone turned their attention to him.

This old wizard is Dumbledore, the principal of this school. He was nominated for the Minister of Magic three times, defeated the powerful evil wizard Grindelwald, and once led the Order of the Phoenix to contend against the power of the Dark Lord. Known as the greatest white mage of this century.

"Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words." Dumbledore was tall and thin, with a kind face and piercing eyes hidden under half-moon glasses.

Angelo sat upright and waited for his speech, but the old man only said one inexplicable sentence before sitting down.

"Stupid! Scream! Twist! Thank you everyone!"

The corners of Angelo's mouth twitched. Amidst the warm applause and cheers, the plates in front of everyone were instantly filled with food, and the empty crystal goblet was also filled with fresh and delicious pumpkin juice.

"What do these words mean?" Angelo asked George next to him.

"Anyway... every time he says that, it means... that it's time for dinner." The red-haired family member, who was chewing food, told him while swallowing the food.Angelo nodded in understanding, and suddenly felt that the future was bleak.

Picking out a few of his favorite foods and putting them on the plate, Angelo ate them like he was chewing. He didn't get into the college he wanted to go to, which made him lose his appetite in front of the rich food.

"Who is that teacher next to Professor Quirrell? George." Angelo asked when it was finally time for dessert.The red-haired senior, who was full of food, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, gently stroking his belly.

"Snape, Professor of Potions, but everyone knows he's envious of Quirrell's work."

It really was him!Angelo thanked George, he just wanted to make sure.Of all the wizards on the faculty, only the professor's age best matched his investigation.

Angelo carefully observed the greasy-haired man: his habitual tight lip movements made him look as difficult to deal with as Professor McGonagall.A row of hidden buttons on his black robe reached up to his chin, covering himself tightly, not even showing the skin on his neck.His eyes were lifeless, and there was a suffocating pressure all over his body - he looked like a very boring man, Angelo's first impression.

Instead of guessing that he was the one who wiped out Baron Lockhart, it is better to say that his father is more likely to molest the professor in turn.

The suspicion of Professor Snape plummeted in Angelo's mind.Sure enough, he still had to get close to Draco. After all, the Death Eater party was held at the Malfoy Manor. Draco's father, the platinum noble Lucius Malfoy who was the owner of the manor, should know something .

"You haven't eaten much, how about a donut?" George burped and put the donut on Angelo's plate. Lion cubs always like to show enthusiasm in their own way, no matter whether the other party is need.But if you follow Angelo's own ideas, you will definitely feel hungry after a while.

Angelo thanked him and ate the donut. If it wasn't for getting close to Draco, staying in Gryffindor would actually be a good choice.

After the dessert disappeared from the plates of the little wizards, Principal Dumbledore seriously repeated the school rules that were mentioned every year.This year, the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor has been listed as a restricted area. If you don't want to encounter accidents and die in pain, don't enter it.

After the chorus sang an unforgettable school song, Dumbledore announced that everyone was disbanding.Prefect Percy led the way, leading the Gryffindor wizards all the way to the eighth floor.

There are more than 100 stairs in Hogwarts. They are constantly changing directions. Only by mastering the correct rules can you reach the place you want to go efficiently.

"Follow me, this is the shortest way to the Gryffindor lounge." Along the way, Percy introduced the places they passed in detail, and he asked the freshmen to stand at the front of the line so that they could find their way.Angelo felt that he was a very responsible prefect.He didn't understand why the Weasley twins, who had been so kind to him, would not take his brother seriously.

At the end of the corridor on the eighth floor was a portrait of a rich woman, and behind the portrait was their destination.After Percy finished his password, he led them into the Gryffindor common room.Red flames danced in the fireplace, and the tone of the entire Gryffindor lounge showed passionate vitality.

When Angelo checked the door plate, he found that his name was engraved with Harry. What made him uncomfortable was that there were five people in a dormitory in Gryffindor.

"Merlin's pants, I'm actually in the same dormitory as you." Ron covered his face and took a bald mouse out of his pocket.

"You haven't seen my pet yet, right? It's called Banban. Your cat won't come and bite it, right?" He said in an extremely worried tone.

Meow... The black cat raised its nose and smelled the smell of mice in the air, and walked to Angelo's feet with a flick of its front paw.It acted as if it had stepped on something bad, which drew laughter from the other roommates in the dormitory.

"I don't think my cat is interested in your mouse." Angelo heaved a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that the situation like Professor Quirrell would happen again.

That professor, I'm afraid he hasn't forgiven him yet.