gray eye to gray eye

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"Put that foolishness away!" Draco sat down beside me,

At this time, there were not many people left.

Pansy was also assigned to Slytherin...

"Harry Potter!"

As the freshman walked forward, there was a sudden hum of murmurs in the dining room.

I looked over and immediately recognized the little boy I met at Madam Malkin's robe shop.

"Potter, is he calling Potter?"

"It's that Harry Potter"

There were many questioning murmurs from the side table.

"What's wrong with him?" I watched him put the hat on his head, reached out to secretly soothe his rebellious stomach, and bumped Draco and asked.

"A silly baby!" Draco said disdainfully.

"Merry, baby Sharon, don't you even know the famous 'Savior'?" Pansy leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"'Savior'! This is really an unforgettable name!" I said suddenly.

Uh, how could I forget, isn't he the protagonist in the legend!

I widened my eyes and looked over carefully.

No matter how you look at it, he is a thin and ordinary boy who is obviously malnourished, and he also wears a pair of ridiculous black-rimmed glasses...

"Did I say that all idols in the magic world are like this? Draco, you actually like this type of star..." I whispered in disappointment.

"Shut up!" Draco replied angrily.

I chuckled mercilessly.

The "Savior" boys seemed to be having some trouble, and the hat took longer than the others to sort.

"Gryffindor!"

There was a loud cheer from the long table on the far left.

A red-haired senior even stood up to meet Harry Potter and gave Harry Potter a firm handshake.

"Hmph, sure enough!" Draco puffed out of his nose.

Another little boy with red hair was assigned to Gryffindor.

I noticed that there were four identical redheads on the Gryffindor table!

According to the first letter of the surname, Blaise, who was ranked last, was assigned to Slytherin.

I clapped my hands happily.

Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment, picked up the sorting hat and left.

"I'm so hungry..." I said weakly.

In the center of the guest table, sitting on a large gold chair, is a man with a long, broken aquiline nose, wearing half-moon glasses, a pair of sharp blue eyes, and a long silver-white beard. The old man stood up.

He looked at the students with a big smile on his face and stretched out his arms to us. Nothing seemed to make him happier than seeing the students gathered together.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to Hogwarts to start a new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words. That is: idiot! sneeze! scum! screw! thank you all!"

Then he sat down again.

Everyone applauds and cheers.

Well, I can only say that it is worthy of a magic school, even the headmaster is so unique!

But then, I don't have the time to continue these meaningless emotions!

At this time, the dinner plates in front of the long table were suddenly full of food.

Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steak, boiled potatoes, roast potatoes, crisps, Yorkshire puddings, pea shoots, carrots, gravy, tomato sauce, roast beef and Yorkshire puddings, fish and chips , Potato Pie, Eel Jelly, Fruit Trifle, Sirloin Pie, Pea Mash, Blood Sausage, Meat Pie, Cornish Meat Pie, Pork Pie, Worcestershire Sauce, Jam Pie , pickled fish, cheddar cheese, fried eggs with bacon...

Almost every British food I can name is available, including sweets of all kinds.

Oh what a treat.

I took a big bite of the potato pie, choking so hard I couldn't breathe.

Draco kindly brought me a glass of golden juice.

I drank half of it in one go, and finally felt better.

"Thank you!" I said sincerely.

"Miss, pay attention to your dining etiquette!" Draco reprimanded mercilessly.

I peeked around and slowed down my eating speed a little embarrassedly.

Uh, recalling the strange taste of pumpkin in my mouth just now, I pushed away the remaining half cup of pumpkin juice in disgust, and swallowed the pie dryly.

"Orange juice!" Draco called in a long tone.

A glass of fresh orange juice with a little fruit settled appeared in front of me.

"Honey, I'm a little jealous!" Pansy said sourly, digging into the pudding.

"Hehe..." I smiled smugly.

"Because you're not like an idiot who can't order food!" Draco lazily broke my complacency.

"You're ugly, Draco!" Blaise said with a smile.

I lowered my head and sliced ​​the well-done steak vigorously, deliberately not participating in this topic.

When almost no one added anything to their plates, the pudding on the table disappeared.

Professor Dumbledore stood up again, and the dining room returned to silence.

"Oh, now that everyone is full of food and drink, I want to say a few more words to you. At the beginning of the semester, I want to give you a few things to pay attention to. Attention first-year students, the woods on campus are all Students are prohibited from entering. Some of our classmates in the old class should also remember this well..."

"Finally, I have to tell everyone that those who don't want to suffer an accident or a painful death, please don't enter the corridor on the right on the fourth floor."

Oh shit, I want to sleep when I'm full!

I didn't catch what the headmaster said at all.

"Now, before we all go to bed, let's sing the school song!" cried Dumbledore.

Dumbledore flicked his wand lightly, and a long golden ribbon flew out of the wand, twisting and coiling lines of text like a snake above the high dining table.

"Each choose their favorite tune," said Dumbledore. "Get ready, sing!"

So all the teachers and students sang loudly: Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us knowledge, whether we are old people with bald heads or children with broken knees, our The mind can take some interesting things...

This is really strong enough to "listen", there are all kinds of tunes!

Like Draco, I was the choice of the vast majority of Slytherin students, moving my lips quickly to finish the words.

Everyone sang the school song in seventy-eight.

Only the red-haired twins continued to sing along to the slow melody of "Funeral March".

Dumbledore even conducted the final bars for them both with his wand, and when they were done, he applauded loudest.

"Music," said Dumbledore, wiping his eyes, "more glamorous than anything we've done here! It's bedtime. Go back to your dormitories, everyone."

I hardly cheered out.

"First-year freshmen come this way!"

A man and a woman stood up in front of the long table.

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