Mustering his courage, Harry sat down on the stool and wrestled with the Sorting Hat for a long time.

With unwavering determination, the Sorting Hat finally uttered that famous line:

"Gryffindor!"

A wave of applause swept through the room, and Harry couldn't possibly shake all the hands he wanted after taking his seat.

Dumbledore even raised his glass and winked at Harry.

"Next up is Tian González."

Little Tian was the last person on the list. After his name was read, Minerva quickly put the scroll away.

“I think you have a good business sense and are very smart. Maybe you should go to Ravenclaw.”

The magic hat, with its eyes closed, patiently and persuasively guided her.

"But you are very ambitious, shrewd, and competitive. Perhaps you should go to Slytherin?"

"Slytherin! Slytherin!"

Tian, ​​mimicking Harry, silently chanted the Sorting Hat in her mind.

In the end, the Sorting Hat did as he wished, sorting him into Slytherin.

When he saw Tian approaching, Draco's expression was as if he had eaten shit.

"Wow, young master, we're in the same academy!"

In order to deliberately annoy Draco, Tian deliberately pushed Goyle aside and sat next to Draco.

"You'll get along well with me, right?"

As he spoke, Tian took a Galleon from his bundle, placed it in his palm, and handed it to Draco.

Draco rolled his eyes and turned away from Tian.

"You're stupid for not taking money."

Tian's words almost made Draco lose his temper again. Just as he was about to argue with Tian, ​​Minerva tapped her wine glass, drawing everyone's attention back to her.

Dumbledore stood up and announced the start of the dinner.

Suddenly, the long table was filled with all sorts of delicious food, and ghosts emerged from every corner to celebrate.

Tian stood up, patted his backside, and went to deliver gold coins to the Slytherin students.

Some students were still refusing, but Tian forcefully stuffed them into their pockets.

Everyone was given a Galleon, and they were distributed from beginning to end, except for Draco.

Tian basked in the admiring glances from the crowd, shaking hands with everyone as if he were a successful man.

These are all his future clients and information sources, so he needs to cultivate good relationships with them.

If you give away one Galleon today, you can earn ten or a hundred back from them tomorrow.

It doesn't matter if we don't make it back; his family isn't short of money. Consider it a venture capital investment.

The indignant young master looked at Tian as she passed by behind him, grabbed the chicken leg in front of him, and took a big bite.

He wouldn't care about a mere Galleon.

Nouveau riche are nouveau riche; the Malfoy family would never learn the Gonzalez family's underhanded methods!

"hello!"

"Blood Man Barrow, do you want Galleons?"

Tian, ​​who was so engrossed in handing out money, even took a Galleon after sitting down, intending to hand it to the ghost that was causing trouble at the Slytherin table.

Barrow, covered in blood and with his chains swaying, stared at King Galleon for a while.

He said he didn't need it.

Ghosts don't need Galleons, they're just bored.

After dinner, the freshmen, led by their respective class leaders, walked through the ever-changing staircases to the front of the college's dormitory.

Some of the paintings on the wall were even bowing to them; everyone seemed extremely curious about the new students.

Tian and Draco looked around like curious children as they were led down the hill by their prefect.

They continued until they reached the underground of Hogwarts Castle.

"Lian, are we at the bottom of Black Lake now?"

Tian walked up to prefect Ryan Glass and asked him a question, as he felt the place was a bit damp.

"Yes."

Ryan nodded.

“Our common lounge is indeed located at the bottom of Black Lake.”

The two prefects led them to a hidden stone door.

A giant green snake, coiled around the stone gate, is carved in the middle of the gate and cut in half by the crack in the gate.

The red gemstone eyes were a little eerie in the dark.