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As if he didn't see the messy luggage, Tom walked out of the room without turning his eyes.There were already many freshmen sitting or standing waiting in the lounge.

Tom pulled out his pocket watch, and it was 7:10, 07 minutes away from the 30:20 requested by Lyom yesterday.Tom randomly found a place to sit down, opened the book in his hand, but his mind was not on the book, he just kept emptying himself to sense the magic power around him.

It has to be said that the magic power of Hogwarts is several times thicker than that of other places.

"Tom." Assas walked over alone.

Tom withdrew his magic power and closed the book: "Athas."

Assas came over, and the boy sitting on the other side of the sofa immediately stood up, nodded with Assas and stood behind the sofa.Assas took the vacant seat as it should be: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Of course, the Slytherin cellar is very comfortable, isn't it?" Tom smiled slightly.

Assas obviously liked to hear praise for Slytherin, even if it was just about a little rest: "Slytherin is the best, there is no doubt about it." Assas looked at the "Magic Potion and Potions": "It's Potions class this morning, it looks like you're ready."

"Just take a look. The magical world is really amazing. There are so many things I haven't seen or heard before. I think it will take me a long time to understand this world." Tom has already learned all other subjects once during the vacation , Potions alone, although I read it once, but actually only learned to make one or two simple potions, and did not dabble in the others.

"Believe me, you have had a long time to appreciate the charm of magic. After all, you are already a wizard now, aren't you?" Assas's demeanor carried the pride of a pure-blooded nobleman.

Tom lowered his head and took a sip of the black tea, then frowned subtly. This kind of fruity tea should be Daiyu's favorite.He conveniently put the tea on the table next to him, and never touched it again after that. Then the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he raised his eyes and looked at Assas as if he was listening to him seriously.

Leom was punctual, the second hand stopped at 7:30, and his figure appeared in the lounge, but he was the only one, and Keshaen did not appear yesterday: "Good morning, gentlemen and ladies, please pay attention .Starting today, senior seniors will lead you to each classroom in the coming week. You must memorize the route of Hogwarts within this week. I hope no one will come to let me go after a week. Claim a lost snake."

He paused for a moment, looked around among the freshmen before saying, "Come with me now, your first class is Potions."

A group of little snakes followed in a mighty way, and when they reached the door of the classroom, Leom left, and the little snakes filed in. After they sat down, another group of Ravenclaws came in at the door of the classroom.

Both sides lived in peace and harmony, ignoring each other with a tacit understanding.

The Potions professor was Horace Slughorn, and he was a little fat, but not fat.He was wearing a well-fitting suit and tie.Although he was dressed similarly to other gentlemen in England, his actions looked more ostentatious and free and easy.

In the first potion class, Professor Horace didn't ask them to make any potion, but just explained the theory of potion in detail, and then explained the materials for the potion to be refined in the next class.

It is different to learn this kind of thing, especially for a person like Professor Horace who is knowledgeable and memorized. Every theory and every kind of herbal medicine can be extended and pointed to countless directions.Under his explanation, his thinking became broader, and the places that Tom thought were obscure before suddenly became clear.

There was only one Potions class today. After the class, Leom was already waiting outside. A woman stood far away from him. She looked about the same age as Leom, and she should be a Ravenclaw prefect. .

Slytherin and Ravenclaw walked separately to the dining room, and when they arrived at the dining room, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor were already seated.Hufflepuff was always quiet, but the whole table in Gryffindor was noisy, and their voices covered the entire restaurant, which was annoying to listen to.

The Slytherin first years took their seats at the corner of the long table.The little snakes who sat down did not restrain themselves from communicating in a low voice. The first-year exchanges were all in groups, but it was obvious that Assas and Joris Tudor on the other side did have a surname. Thousands of years of inheritance.

Tom sat beside Assas, listening to their topics, eating his own meal in silence, enjoying the freedom of not being forced to be a vegetarian.

"Riddle, what do you think?" It was Joris who spoke, and they were discussing the next Transfiguration class.

Zhuolis felt that the Transfiguration class, even the first class, would not be easy. After all, little wizards had been educated and practiced at home.They even felt that the first class might conjure something out of thin air, even though it was a third-year class.

But Assas felt that Dumbledore might be difficult, but he didn't think he would teach the content of the third grade beyond the textbook of the first grade.

In short, the little wizards raised a lot of different opinions on the difficulty of the course and the content of the course.

Tom still had the steak in his mouth, so he didn't speak.

Seeing him bow his head in silence, Zhuolis smiled contemptuously at Assas and asked Tom, "Oh, I guess Tom doesn't have any more opinions, maybe he agrees with me." The boys next to him all echoed Zhuolis.

How can one mountain accommodate two tigers, unless one male and one female.

Zhuolis and Assas are obviously trying to hide their signs. Tom and Assas are getting closer. Zhuolis' faction has already suppressed Assas's row. Why not do it for the face of Assas?

After all, Tom is just a half-breed from an orphanage, and being able to use him to attack Assas is already Tom's greatest value in the eyes of the pure-blooded Zhuolis.

Who would care about the mood of a mixed blood.

Tom was not affected by the booing from Zhuolis, he swallowed the food in his mouth slowly, put down the knife and fork slowly, wiped his mouth slowly, and then raised his head: "Void changes? I think this is what you mean. "Tom pulled out his wand and conjured a snake out of thin air on the table, which was exactly the same shape as Nagia, crawling on the table meandering.

The students around were startled, and the sound of breathing was quite neat.

"If I remember correctly, our emblem is a silver snake. I thought you were all familiar with snakes." Tom was talking about you, but he was actually just looking at Joris.

As if suddenly realizing their gaffe, the Slytherins on both sides of the table straightened up and sat back down.

Zhuolis' face was a little ugly, not only because he found out that Tom had already learned the magic of senior grades on the first day of the meeting, but also because of his gaffe just now.

Everyone thought Tom was from Assas, so Assas' face was very good. He even reached out to let the snake bite into his hand: "What a cute little thing. Tom, I didn't expect you to have After learning third-year magic, you must know that first-year students don't even have enough magic power to perform upper-year magic."

"Then Mr. Riddle must have some unusual thoughts about the topic we just discussed." Zhuolis looked a little unhappy, and he hoped to find some opportunities from Tom's next words to make him counterattack.

Tom sighed softly, put down the fork, and of course included a piece of steak on it. Although he couldn't see anything on his face, he was already very annoyed.

This goes on and on: "I thought you would have discovered that we and Transfiguration were with Gryffindor when the class schedule came out. What is the ratio of Muggles to purebloods in Gryffindor? Maybe you Think Muggle parents are going to be pleasantly surprised at birth that their child is a wizard, and then excitedly find Diagon Alley to equip them with everything they need to be a wizard."

Joris' face turned even darker, but Tom obviously didn't want to care about his mood.What are you afraid of, if it doesn't work, just push Malfoy up there, and if it doesn't work, find a chance to kill him: "So, Mr. Tudor thinks that most of the students are Muggle-born, and now they may not even be able to pronounce spells clearly Professor Dumbledore is teaching third year magic in the first class? I feel compelled to remind you that Professor Dumbledore is from Gryffindor."

Although Tudor was physically a head taller than Tom, he was the same age as Tom.Such an age is not enough for him to calm down. Being pressed by Tom like this, it is inevitable to make a mistake: "But Mr. Riddle, you have shown us a magnificent magic just now. After all, you are also from the Muggle world."

With such a large population base in the world, how many geniuses can there be?As soon as Zhuolis said the words, he knew that he had made a mistake, and under repeated stimulation, his face turned red all of a sudden.

Tom didn't speak, as if letting go of the topic, he just smiled at Zhuolis with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Now everyone finally ate in peace, and the performance of the freshmen was noticed by the senior Slytherin.

So young, so talented.Being able to cast so much magic beyond his own stage with such ease, and the importance that Assas showed for Tom before, everyone raised Tom to the point where he needed to be wooed and not offended.