Dark Lord, please let go

The arrival of freshmen has attracted the attention of most of the students.

When Draco set his gaze on the Slytherin table, he unexpectedly met the same pair of gray-blue eyes as his own.

Abraxas Malfoy saw Draco in the crowd at a glance when the freshman first entered the restaurant, the boy who looked very similar to him.Although he asked his father afterwards if there were any Malfoy children living outside, and got a negative answer, he still had an interest in this boy who looked very similar to himself.

Abraxas nodded towards Draco almost imperceptibly, and then turned his gaze back to the teachers' seats.

After the freshmen entered, the noisy restaurant immediately became quiet.

Professor Dumbledore said a few words to Principal Dippet, who was sitting in the middle of the teacher's bench, and when he stood in front of the freshmen again, he already had a worn-out wizard hat in his hand.

Draco glanced at the dusty Sorting Hat in disgust, and began to wait for the sorting ceremony to begin.

The Sorting Hat twitched, and then began to sing as Draco expected.

That was more than 1000 years ago,

I have just been woven into shape,

There were four famous wizards,

Their names survive to this day:

Brave Gryffindor, from the barren swamp,

Fair Ravenclaw, from the peaceful river,

Kind Hufflepuff, from the open valley,

The shrewd Slytherin came from that quagmire.

They share a dream, a wish,

At the same time, there is a bold plan,

To bring up young wizards,

That's how Hogwarts was founded.

Each of these four great wizards founded his own house,

Ideas vary about the talents they value in the students they teach.

Gryffindor believes that the bravest should receive the highest reward;

Ravenclaw believes that the most intelligent people are always the most promising;

Hufflepuff felt that those who worked hardest were the most qualified to enter the house;

The power-hungry Slytherin likes ambitious teenagers most.

The four great wizards personally selected their favorite students when they were alive.

But when they sleep in Jiuquan,

How to pick out the talents among the students?

It was Gryffindor who figured it out,

He took me off his head,

The Big Four have injected me with ideas,

From now on, I will choose and evaluate!

Well, hold me well on the head,

I never looked away,

I want to see your mind,

Find out which academy you belong to!

When the last song fell, the audience began to applaud, and Draco could even hear the whistle from the Gryffindor table on the right.

After the applause became sparse or even completely disappeared, Dumbledore announced with a roll of parchment, "The sorting will begin below. Whoever's name is called will come forward, sit on the stool, and put on the sorting hat."

"Janet Evelyn."

The girl whose name was called froze for a moment, then blushed and went up to put on the hat. A moment later, the Sorting Hat announced loudly: "Ravenclaw!"

There was a burst of cheers from the long Ravenclaw table, accompanied by warm applause.

"Jonah Leslie."

"Nicole Warren."

"Tom Riddle."

Draco clearly felt his sleeve being tugged by Tom, and then he walked forward steadily.

Tom had a smile on his face, polite and harmless in his handsome face.Dumbledore waited for Tom to sit on the stool before picking up the Sorting Hat and gently placing it on Tom's head. The next moment, the Sorting Hat announced loudly, "Slytherin!"

There was a burst of reserved applause on the silver-green long table, the applause was not enthusiastic, but everyone on the long table looked at the boy who was walking towards the Slytherin long table with some curiosity.

Only the children of Slytherin pure-blood families would be directly assigned to Slytherin by the Sorting Hat without hesitation, but they had never heard of any pure-blood family whose surname was Riddle.

Sure enough, it was Slytherin, and Draco was not surprised that Tom would go to Slytherin.

"Draco Malfoy."

The originally noisy restaurant suddenly became quiet. At the long table in Slytherin, everyone turned their attention to Draco, and kept looking at this boy who had a similar face to Abraxas Malfoy. .

"Hey, Abraxas, when did you have another brother? Or, when did the Malfoy family have another child?"

On the long table in Slytherin, Harman Knott asked Abraxas in a pretentious tone.

It's a pity that Abraxas just glanced at Haman lightly, and then turned his head to look at Tom Riddle who just sat on the long Slytherin table.

"You know Draco Malfoy?"

Hearing Abraxas' question, Tom raised his head. The person in front of him was the guy who made Draco panic, and he had the same face as Draco. He knew that he would see this guy again at Hogwarts guy.Tom raised the corner of his mouth and replied affirmatively, "Of course I do."

Abraxas nodded, and did not continue to ask. He was not in a hurry. If he had more time, he would always figure out who this boy really was.Abraxas returned his gaze to Draco who was sitting on the stool in front of the teacher's table.

Draco watched in disgust as Dumbledore picked up the old sorting hat and was about to put it on his head. Fortunately, it was the same as last time the sorting hat was put on. Then he announced loudly, "Slytherin!"

Satisfied with the result, Draco pinched the brim of the Sorting Hat and put it down, then walked towards Slytherin's long silver-green table amid moderate applause.

When he walked to the long table, he saw the person sitting next to Abraxas move out a seat, which happened to be next to Abraxas Malfoy.And his grandfather, Abraxas was also smiling at him.

Draco gloomily glanced at the empty seat next to Abraxas, that was not what he wished for, he must always pay attention to Tom Riddle, that dangerous element, instead of attracting a bunch of people because of the powerful genetics of the Malfoy family. human curiosity.

"I think it's better for me to sit among the freshmen." Draco nodded coldly at Abraxas, and then walked towards Tom without looking back.

Oh damn Tom Riddle!I went against my grandfather's wishes because of you bloody bastard, Merlin's stinky socks!

Draco cursed inwardly, while staring at Tom who was smiling at himself.

The sorting ceremony was still going on, and the Devlin Rolle, who Draco thought should be sorted into Hufflepuff, went into Slytherin under Draco's surprised eyes, and then Draco finally noticed that Draco Flynn's surname, "Roll," is, yes, a pureblood surname.

"Meet Devlin again."

When Devlin Roll sat on the bench opposite Draco and Tom, Tom immediately greeted Draco in a friendly manner.

"Oh, Tom, Draco, it's good to see you."

Hearing Devlin call his Christian name, Draco raised his eyebrows, but he didn't refuse. A pure blood is qualified to be his friend, isn't he?

Devlin's tense nerves finally relaxed. He sat on the bench and began to talk about his experience of haggling with the Sorting Hat.

"You don't even know what the Sorting Hat wants to do. It wants to sort me into Hufflepuff, Merlin. If my parents know that I'm sorted into Hufflepuff, I'm afraid I'll lose all my pocket money."

"Just withholding all the pocket money? If I'm sorted into Hufflepuff, I'll probably drop out." Draco, who had recently been interested in earning Galleons, lazily interrupted Devlin.

"Exiting school? That's too harsh." Devlin muttered in a low voice, then looked at Draco curiously, "Draco, why don't you sit with Senior Malfoy?"

The long table, which was still whispering, immediately fell silent. Draco could feel the eyes of the people around him on his face, with inquiry and curiosity. It felt terrible. He Draco Malfoy will be treated like this sometime.

Draco's gray-blue eyes narrowed dangerously, and he pulled a long smirk and said, "As Tom's - friend, I think it's appropriate to sit next to him."

Looking at Draco's smirk that made people's teeth hurt, it was rare for Tom not to expose Draco. He raised his eyebrows and said cooperatively: "Draco and I are always inseparable, and you will understand later, Devlin .”

Hell is inseparable!Given the choice, Draco would rather squeeze slugs every day than hang out with Tom Riddle, a lunatic.

"Really?" Devlin turned his eyes on the faces of Tom and Draco for a few more rounds, and after struggling for a while, he asked uncomfortably: "Draco, are you and Senior Malfoy... "

Merlin's smelly socks!Devlin is definitely a Hufflepuff, why did the Sorting Hat put this Hufflepuff in Slytherin!

"I think Slytherins respect other people's sexuality, but maybe if you're a Gryffindor or a Hufflepuff." Draco interrupted Devlin mercilessly, and he could feel that it was gone. Most of the gazes returned to him, and the originally delicious dishes became unpalatable under these gazes.

"Oh, I'm sorry Draco." Devlin blushed at Draco's sarcasm, and Tom at the side comforted Devlin just in time.

After the dinner, the headmaster, Armando Dippet, announced some school rules, no approaching the Forbidden Forest, no magic in the corridors, etc.Afterwards all the students sang the school song according to tradition, and then the prefect led them back to Draco's coveted Slytherin lounge.