[hp] warm as jade

Following Hagrid's fist, the solemn door slowly opened, revealing a tall black-haired witch in emerald green robes, with a serious expression, her blue-gray eyes swept across the students, and Rong Jiu could almost feel her face coming oppression.

"First-year freshman, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.

"Thank you. Hagrid. Leave it to me." McGonagall opened the door completely, and the solemn foyer was fully displayed in the eyes of the students: a thick and high stone wall surrounded by burning torches, even if it was the sea. Grid would have been tiny in it; facing the door was a flight of marble steps.

Following Professor McGonagall's footsteps, the freshmen walked silently along the stone floor until they reached a small empty room at the other end of the hall.After a simple welcome and introduction speech, and explaining the precautions, Rong Jiu noticed that she hardly uttered a word of nonsense, ended her speech neatly, and then left the room.

After she left, Harry and Ron let out a long sigh of relief—Rong Jiu noticed that many freshmen were like this.

"How are they going to put us in different houses?" Harry asked curiously.

Ron's freckles were almost pale: "I heard Fred say it's a very hurtful test."

Take a quiz?Rong Jiu frowned.The freshman acceptance letter didn't ask them to study or practice anything, and besides, there are many children from Muggle families, it should be neither a fight nor a test of common sense.Maybe ask you a few questions, like a survey, and put you in the right college?This is the most scientific method she has thought of so far, and it won't be too difficult after all.Rong Jiu silently came to a conclusion in her heart.

The waiting time was not long, not to mention there were many episodes during the period, including the ghosts flying past.Soon, Professor McGonagall appeared again, leading the freshmen forward.Through the foyer, through the double doors, through the ornate lobby, through the magic ceiling, to their own, wondrous future.

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When the singing of the Sorting Hat ended, Rong Jiu heaved a sigh of relief.Forgive her for having a hard time appreciating such a voice and such a tone.It turns out that you just need to put on a hat, which sounds easier than answering in public: "I like black."

As Professor McGonagall's voice sounded, the children walked up one by one. The Sorting Hat either thought for a long time, or shouted the answer immediately.The team dwindled very quickly, and the few people Rong Jiu knew: Harry, Ron, the little witch Hermione, and Neville who lost the toad all entered Gryffindor.What do all of them have in common?Are they all talkative?Is Gryffindor a chatty school?In her wild thoughts, she finally heard her name: "Jiu Rong."

She bowed politely to Professor McGonagall, and Professor McGonagall responded with a faint smile. The moment she sat down, the sorting hat also covered her head, almost covering most of her sight.

"Oh, girl from the mysterious East," the Sorting Hat sighed in its tone, "with a bright brain, Ravenclaw might suit you."

"Oh wait, it's courageous and ambitious, but it's hidden deep. It's like a sleeping volcano that shocks everyone when it erupts. Gryffindor makes you fearless, Slytherin makes you Going to the top. Oh, yes, yes, cool head, like a snake ready to go, so be it—”

"Slytherin!"

When the Sorting Hat shouted out this name, Rong Jiu felt a little regretful.If it's in Gryffindor, it's always better to live in a strange place with so many acquaintances.Professor McGonagall had already raised his hat, Rong Jiu turned around and bowed again: "Thank you, Professor."

"You're welcome." Rong Jiu was sure, seeing regret in Professor McGonagall's eyes.She took one more look at the Gryffindor table, and both Ron and Harry looked unhappy.

What a pity...

Rong Jiu smiled at them, and walked quickly to the table on the far side, where her companions from the next few years were applauding enthusiastically to welcome her.

"Draco Malfoy." The boy with short pale blond hair held out his hand to her.Rong Jiu shook it politely: "Jiu Rong."

"Strange name." Draco raised his eyebrows, "I haven't heard of any family whose surname is Rong?"

Rong Jiu smiled: "Well, I'm from the East, and my family is not well-known."

"Oh—the East." Draco drew the end of his voice, "Then why did you come to Hogwarts? Don't you have a magic school there?"

Rong Jiu had to repeat what he had said to Harry and Ron.At this time, a girl named Pansy Parkinson was assigned to Slytherin, and Draco's next words were drowned in applause.After Pansy finished greeting, Draco asked again: "What about your parents?"

Rong Jiu stared at Draco in confusion, Pan Xi giggled: "Draco wanted to ask, what do your parents do?"

"My father is a Taoist priest." Rong Jiu frowned, and she could feel the sense of superiority in the girl named Panxi's language, "Oh, it must be the magician of the East. There are many schools of magic in the East, and Taoist priests are one of them." .”

"It's amazing." Draco's expression softened significantly, "What about your mother?"

"...my mother passed away very early." Rong Jiu replied, "However, my grandmother used to study in this school. She praised me for the prefect's bathroom and Slytherin's lounge. I like this environment very much.”

"Ah, welcome to Slytherin." Draco finally showed a sincere smile, "It seems that we are the same kind of people."

Under Rong Jiu's confused eyes, Pan Xi stood up and explained again: "Draco means that we are all pure blood."

Draco laughed, with a bit of superior pride: "I think that pure blood is superior. We shouldn't recruit those low-level people mixed with Muggle blood to insult our school, at least not in Slytherin!"

Then he sat up straight and asked persuasively, "What do you think?"

Rong Jiu lowered his head and thought for a while, probably after another student was assigned to Hufflepuff, he said seriously: "You are right, blood is indeed very important, Taoist priests—I mean people from the wizard family, generally It will be stronger." Of course, being strong does not necessarily mean being top-notch.

Draco raised his chin slightly: "It seems that we will have a good time getting along in the future."

Rong Jiu smiled, but didn't answer.And Pan Xi's gaze stayed on Rong Jiu all the time, as if he wanted to see through her.Fortunately, the branch was over at this time, and their lovely headmaster, Professor Dumbledore with a long silver beard, stood up.

"Fools! Crying noses! Dregs! Twist! Thank you all!"

Everyone cheered and applauded, but the Slytherin table was obviously not so enthusiastic.Rong Jiu commented hesitantly: "It's really interesting, isn't it?"

Draco smiled contemptuously: "Maybe. The outside world says what a genius he is, but in my opinion, our dean is more worthy of respect."

"Dean?" An image in a white coat and a stethoscope suddenly appeared in Rong Jiu's mind.

"Yeah, Professor Snape, our Potions teacher." Draco said towards a certain position on the stage, "Here, that—he has a good relationship with my dad, who said he was a Amazing potions genius."

Rong Jiu followed his gaze, and the first thing he saw was a huge purple scarf.She glanced at Draco with a strange expression. Could it be that wizards in the West show their strength by being different?

Then she quickly realized that she had identified the wrong person, and Draco was looking at the person who was obviously talking to the man in the purple scarf.He has straight shoulder-length black hair, a striking aquiline nose, a sallow complexion, and a pair of sharp black eyes. He looks as stern as Professor McGonagall, even a little gloomy.

But Rong Jiu's heart suddenly surged with kindness - just because of those blacks.Those pitch-black eyes, jet-black hair.It was as if she had returned to the place where she was born and raised.

"I think I will like him very much." Rong Jiu whispered, "He looks very kind."

"Kindly?" Pansy and Draco looked at each other.Then the subject was never brought up again.

The dinner was very sumptuous, even Rong Jiu, who was not used to western food, felt full of belly.During this dinner, she also realized that the Malfoy family to which Draco belonged seemed to have a high status in the wizarding world.

As dinner ended, Dumbledore gave some more precautions.Then, the freshmen were led to their common room by their prefects.

The Slytherin lounge is at the bottom of the lake, translucent.The walls are made of black Gothic marble, and the ceiling is a transparent semicircle carved with crystal, from which you can see the sparkling light overhead.Green lights were chained to the ceiling.

Rong Jiu successfully found the bunk with his name on it.Coincidentally, there were only her and Pansy in this dormitory.Pansy was very calm about this: "There are not many girls in Slytherin."

"Do you know Draco?" Rong Jiu talked to Pan Xi while packing her things.

"Yes, our two families are family friends." Pansy's voice became a little bitter after leaving Draco, "Draco and I have known each other since childhood! He is a very charming gentleman boy!"

Rong Jiu smiled: "It can be seen that you are in perfect harmony."

"Thank you." This was obviously in line with Pansy's wishes, and the tone became friendly, "You are so cute."

"Thank you." Rong Jiu finished tidying up very quickly, "I like your eyes more, they look as sweet as chocolate. Need help?"

"Well, help me hang them in the closet." Pan Xi laughed, and this expression instantly faded the meanness on her face, and it looked lively and lovely.Rong Jiu sighed while taking the clothes: "You should smile more, you are so beautiful when you smile like this."

"Really?" Pansy stopped what he was doing and said thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, the first time Draco took the initiative to talk to me, I just heard a very funny story..."

"You really like Draco." Rong Jiu smiled.

"Don't talk nonsense." Pansy's face turned red all of a sudden, "I don't think anyone would dislike Draco, such a gentleman, such a handsome..."

"Maybe." Rong Jiu thought of Draco's elongated tone and the condescension on his face at all times, and shrugged.

"Don't you like Draco?" Pansy asked in surprise.

Rong Jiu changed into her pajamas and sank deeply into the soft bed.Looking at the silver and green curtains, she considered: "He is indeed very handsome and a gentleman. However, he has a sense of distance. But as a friend, we really need such a sense of distance. Draco should be very good Candidates for friends and partners. I hope to become good friends with him in the future."

She could see Pansy's hidden hostility towards her.And this hostility is especially obvious when Draco is mentioned.As a "freak" in his mouth, Rong Jiu has a sensitive heart. He has been good at reading people's faces and trying to figure out people's hearts since he was a child.Pansy is her future roommate and classmate. If she wants to live a more relaxed life, she must try to dispel this potential hostility no matter what.

Clearly, Rong Jiu was successful—at least for now, because Pan Xi had already leaned in affectionately and chatted with her about other things.