[HP] The Elegance of the Night

It was slowly getting dark, and Igil felt that the Hogwarts express had slowed down.After that, there will be a voice echoing in the corridor of the train, informing them that they will arrive at Hogwarts in 5 minutes, please leave your luggage on the train.

Igil knew that these luggage would be sent to their respective dormitories by the house elves, so he took off his coat and put on a black robe, and went down to a dark and small platform with the freshmen, followed by a half-blood giant named Hagrid. A black lake.Pansy and Blaise followed him all the way on a four-person boat to Hogwarts.

A serious witch stood at the door to greet them. Her eyes stayed on the disheveled and unkempt children for a while, scaring even more children to straighten up their appearance.

Hagrid called her Professor McGonagall, and Igil thought it sounded familiar, and then remembered that the girl named Ellie had mentioned her.

When the children gathered nervously to discuss how to sort them, twenty or so ghosts suddenly appeared on the wall behind them, and some children were frightened and screamed on the spot.

Seeing Pansy and Blaise rolling their eyes and turning their noses at 45 degrees at the same time, Igil secretly agreed in his heart...

They lined up and followed Professor McGonagall to the luxurious dining room of Hogwarts. Igil saw her gently place a four-corner stool and put a pointed wizard hat on it.

The hat was patched, worn out, and very dirty.It writhed, the brim split a wide slit like a mouth, and the hat sang...

It doesn't sing very well, with a hoarse voice full of dust, but Regulus said that its lyrics are different every year, so Igil listened patiently, and he felt that it should be respected for the fruits of labor it took a year to make, Even if the other party is only a battered peaked hat.

Next came the sorting ceremony, and the freshmen who were sorted into each college would be applauded and cheered by all the teachers and students of that college.Igil's surname starts with B, and it was his turn after a while.

"Igil Black"

He heard a silence below, everyone except the students from the Muggle world whispering.

"Did I hear correctly, Professor McGonagall was talking about Black?"

"I heard it was Blake, too."

In fact, not only the students, but also Professor McGonagall, who read the list, was secretly surprised, but the list was automatically written by a magic pen, so there would be no mistakes.

Yigil stepped forward with unhurried and graceful steps, picked up the Sorting Hat and sat on the four-corner stool. Although he could bear its broken throat, he couldn't bear its filth.Luckily the Sorting Hat screamed, "Slytherin!" almost as soon as it touched his head.

Igil gracefully put down the sorting hat and came to the long Slytherin table with a smile. The Slytherins applauded, most of them showed friendly smiles, and one Slytherin cheered enthusiastically. His former Slytherin freshman, Millicent Burst, was a tall, stocky girl.

He nodded in response, which pleased Millicent.During this process, Igil could always feel the gaze from the teacher's seat, which came from Dumbledore...

Then he sat in his seat and watched the sorting ceremony of the other freshmen, watching their uneasy, nervous, happy or depressed expressions, Igil found it very interesting.

He saw a boy with platinum-blond hair like himself, screaming, "Slytherin!" almost as soon as the hat touched his head.

He's a Malfoy.

Igil remembered Baba saying that his cousin Narcissa had married a Malfoy.So they are relatives?Igil clapped his hands together with the others to welcome his arrival. He found that Malfoy seemed to have something to say to him, but unfortunately there was a table between them, and now was not the time to reminisce.

The next thing he heard Professor McGonagall say: "Harry Potter"

The savior?A savior who defeated the arch-villain with black magic at the expense of his mother's life?Igil snickered.

But he is so small, he doesn't look like an 11-year-old boy, and his big watery green eyes look pitiful. Igil thinks he is too thin and should be replenished.

He ended up being sorted into Gryffindor, and Igil felt the eyes shift from him to Harry Potter, and the little boy returned Dumbledore's gaze affectionately.Which midnight theater is this on?Igil was disgusted.

Then he heard the name "Ellie Windsor", and she was sorted into Gryffindor as she wished, although the process was a bit bumpy.

That poor Sorting Hat was already reported to Sly...

But in the end it was not worth her violent injuries and thoughts of Dafa, screaming for her to get out of Gryffindor.

at last……

The last freshman "Brace Zabini" was sorted into Slytherin, and Dumbledore started the meal after a few brief remarks.

Blaise sat next to him with Pansy on the left and right, with Igil in the middle, opposite Malfoy with the gorgeous platinum blonde hair, and his henchmen on both sides: Vincent Crabbe and Gregory. Gore.

Malfoy couldn't eat, and the Bloody Baron hung around beside him as he ate, his robes stained silver with blood.Crabbe and Goyle were fine.

How ugly they are eating, Igil thought.He felt that Crabbe and Goyle would not be offensive at all if they had dinner in Gryffindor, but why was Ellie so obsessed with Gryffindor?How could she put up with the rudeness of those lion cubs at dinner?

Igil looked at the long table in Gryffindor with some regret. He saw Ellie yelling loudly while grabbing food: "I've had enough, you guys are too young to dare to grab food from me. My old lady fought in the cafeteria back then." Meals are not for nothing!"

Well, he takes back what he just said, the Sorting Hat is wise...

After eating dessert, Dumbledore announced the matters that freshmen should pay attention to. The woods on the campus are all quiet; students should not enter; do not cast magic in the corridor between classes; the audit work of Quidditch players; and the final emphasis but did not tell the reason Do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.

Then everyone sang the school song together, and Dumbledore waved his wand lightly, and a long golden ribbon floated out, twisting and coiling paragraphs of words over the restaurant like a snake.

"Everyone chooses their favorite tune."

Because of these words of Dumbledore tragedy happened...

The Slytherin students finished reading the lyrics quickly, and Igil noticed that just like him, the corners of their stiff mouths were twitching. In fact, it was not only them, but probably only the little lions of Gryffindor who would sing loudly with joy singing the school song.

At last the opening ceremony was over, and the Slytherins followed the prefect into the underground Slytherin common room, the entrance stone door was hidden in a wet stone wall.

"Remember! The password is 'pure blood'."

From the ceiling of the Slytherin common room, chandeliers hung from heavy chains, and the whole room was green.Although the cellar was dark and gloomy, finely carved ornaments hung over the blazing flames, and the handsome armchairs with large backs in the lounge looked like they knew they would be comfortable to sit in.

Igil felt a little sleepy after thinking about it. He was always a good boy who went to bed early and woke up early, but it was a pity that he appeared in front of everyone in a black robe. The appearance of the magic pressure made them deeply appreciate his majesty.

"I think you should all know who I am. What I want to tell you is that no matter who you were or what life you lived before, you should be grateful to be in Slytherin. The majesty of Slytherin cannot be tolerated." Blasphemy, may your deeds be worthy of this great name."

Next up is the Slytherin Special: Year Chief Challenge.

Select the best person from each grade to become the leader who can lead the grade. Igil understands that this is just a stage to show strength in form. Slytherin is right to speak with strength, but it is comprehensive strength. Also one of a kind.

Yawning boredly, he used his wand to kill several freshmen who tried to attack him, and found a suitable opportunity to retreat, leaving Malfoy alone in the ring.

I heard from my father that the grade chiefs often get together for meetings. He doesn't like gatherings, and they gather to discuss some boring things.He really wants to sleep now...

Sure enough, when he was in a drowsy sleep, the newly appointed head of the first year—his roommate Malfoy just came back from the group, and he woke up to say something.

"Now is not the time to reminisce about the past..." Igil muttered and fell asleep.