Because every year on this day, Hogwarts will usher in the much-anticipated opening of the school year, when dozens of new students from pure-blood, half-blood and even Muggle families will officially join the big family of wizards, injecting fresh blood into the sparsely populated and lifeless magical world.
You should know that there is more than one magic school in the British Isles, there are also many other institutions that train wizards.
But Hogwarts is undoubtedly the best of them all.
Therefore, anyone who can graduate from here will, without exception, become an elite in their respective fields.
What's more, among this year's new students is the famous "savior" Harry Potter, so it is inevitable that he will receive special attention.
Although Harry, who had lived in the ordinary world for eleven years, did not realize this, he was still immersed in excitement, joy and disbelief.
For the first time, he learned that his parents were wizards, and he finally got rid of his aunt's family that made him feel depressed and disgusted.
Whether it was the Leaky Cauldron, Diagon Alley, Platform Nine and Three Quarters, or the Hogwarts Express in front of him, they all left a deep impression on this child who had suffered discrimination and abuse since childhood.
For the first time since he could remember, he tasted happiness and freedom.
Especially after learning that their deceased parents had left them a large inheritance, they suddenly gained financial freedom that many adults do not have.
At this moment, Harry Potter was walking along the corridor of the train looking for an empty carriage and seat.
Since there are not many wizards in the magical world, and Hogwarts has certain strict standards for students' qualifications, the number of students has always been very small.
Since there are fewer students, the train naturally does not need too many carriages.
If the number of students suddenly increases in certain years, the seats on the express trains will become very crowded and hard to get.
Apparently, that is the case this year.
The "savior" walked from the front to the back of the train before he finally saw a relatively empty carriage. There was only a student who looked oriental sitting alone in a window seat, reading quietly. The seats next to him and opposite him were empty.
"Um...excuse me, can I sit here? The other carriages outside are full." Harry asked cautiously.
"Of course. This is a public area, you don't need my permission. Please."
Zuo Si raised his head and glanced at the other person, then politely made a gesture of invitation.
The reason why he chose to sit at the back of the bus was that he didn't want to interact too much with other students.
After all, as an adult, it was really too difficult for Zuo Si to act stupid and ignorant all day long and play house games with a bunch of little kids.
But what he didn't expect was that other students successfully avoided it, but seemed to have encountered a bigger trouble.
"Hello, my name is Harry Potter, and I'm a freshman this year."
Harry introduced himself as soon as he sat down.
Having hardly made any friends since childhood, he now can't wait to find a sense of belonging in the new environment.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si obviously lacked interest in this. He just continued to read the book in his hand and responded without raising his head: "My name is Sos, and I'm also a freshman this year. Nice to meet you, Harry Potter."
Seeing that the other party didn't want to pay attention to him, Harry immediately showed a lost expression and sat down on the empty seat in a daze.
Just as he was trying to find some common topic to break the awkward silence, the red-haired Ron finally appeared.
The youngest son of the Weasley family first glanced at the empty seats in the carriage, and immediately a smile of great surprise appeared on his face: "Thank goodness! I finally found an empty carriage with seats. I thought I would have to stand in the corridor for several hours today. Do you mind if I sit down?"
"Of course I don't mind! I just got here too." Harry quickly stood up and greeted.
"Thank you. My name is Ron Weasley, and I'm a first-year student." Ron took the initiative to introduce himself.
"My name is Harry, Harry Potter, and this is Soth."
Seeing that there was finally someone who was willing to talk to him, Harry immediately showed considerable enthusiasm.
"Harry Potter?! So the rumors are true? I mean... do you really have that... scar?"
Ron's eyes widened in shock, his face full of disbelief.
After all, he was born into a pure-blood wizard family, and what he heard since childhood was the story about how the "savior" defeated the mysterious man and ultimately saved the British wizarding world.
"Yes, that's me."
Harry had obviously witnessed the wizards' fanatical attitude towards him in the Leaky Cauldron, so he took the initiative to lift his hair to reveal the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.
Even Zuo Si couldn't help but look up and take a glance.
After all, this is one of the Horcruxes left by Voldemort, and the most special one.
"Oh my God! This is terrible! Do you remember anything about this scar?" Ron asked curiously.
Harry shook his head gently: "I was still a baby at that time, how could I remember what happened."
"Well, not remembering it might be a blessing. At least I don't want such a terrible memory to be forever imprinted in my mind and become an indelible nightmare."
After saying that, Ron shrugged his shoulders and turned his gaze to Zuo Si who was sitting by the window.
After a full minute, he couldn't help asking, "Hey! Buddy! Don't you want to say something? We are now sitting in the same carriage with the great Harry Potter who saved the British wizarding world!"
"Do you really think a baby could defeat a wizard as powerful as You-Know-Who?
Don't be silly. There must be someone else who really beat him.
Of all the exaggerated descriptions in books and newspapers, only one was true: Harry was the Boy Who Lived, and that was all.
Also, don't stare at his scars, that's very rude."
Zuo Si responded in a leisurely tone.
To be honest, he totally couldn't understand why those adult wizards would tout a child as a savior.
And so many people believed it!
This is outrageous!
Perhaps he was psychologically traumatized by Voldemort's wanton killing at the time, so he was eager to establish a heroic image to boost morale and get everything back on track.
It is also possible that Dumbledore deliberately concealed the truth and allowed unreliable speculations and rumors to fly all over the place, just to keep the secret of the guardian magic released by his mother before her death.
But no matter which one it is, it is extremely irresponsible behavior.
Because of these rumors and hype, a newborn baby was put in danger.
Especially during the period when Voldemort had just fallen and a large number of his followers had not yet been arrested, Harry Potter could be killed by the crazy Death Eaters at any time.
"You...how do you know all this? You weren't there at the time!"
Ron was a little unconvinced and wanted to argue.
Zuo Si couldn't help laughing, and while laughing he said, "Although I wasn't there at the time, I understand the simplest logic.
That is, with the power that the mysterious man possessed at the time, he could basically kill anyone he wanted, except Dumbledore.
Not to mention a mere newborn baby, even a dragon would not escape death in his hands.
What's more, if Harry really had the power to defeat the You-Know-Who as a baby, then his magical talent now must be amazing.
You can ask him in person how many spells he learned after getting the textbook?"
Poor Ron's face turned red after being scolded like this. He looked at the "savior" beside him with a pleading look, hoping that the other party would show some skills to help him get out of his current embarrassing situation.
But in response to such a request, Harry, who had never even opened those textbooks, could only spread his hands to show that he was unable to help.
Since I live in my aunt and uncle's house, both of them have an extremely disgusted attitude towards magic, and can even be said to hate it.
So he didn't dare to practice at all, for fear of causing trouble and being unable to go to Hogwarts.
Seeing that the "Savior" failed at the critical moment, Ron immediately said unreasonably: "How many spells do you know? My great genius!"
"Haha, not many, only about a hundred or so. Do you want me to perform for you next? It's okay, I will satisfy your request and curiosity."
As he spoke, Zuo Si drew out his wand, pointed it at Harry Potter's glasses wrapped with tape, and whispered the spell of the repairing spell.
"Restored to its original state!"
moment!
A flash of light like a spark appeared at the tip of the wand.
Then Harry found that his broken glasses had miraculously turned into brand new condition.
"Is there anything else you want to say?"
Zuo Si turned around and stared at Ron, whose mouth was shaped like an O, and asked with a smile.
The latter hurriedly shook his head: "No, no...no more."
Looking at the silly look of the Weasley family's youngest son, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh slightly. He secretly felt sorry for Hermione for a second, closed his mouth and stopped talking, but continued to read the book attentively.
It was at this moment that Ron and Harry noticed that the cover of the book in Zuo Si's hand read "Standard Spells - Level 6".
That is a textbook that is used by sixth grade students who are about to graduate.
Fortunately, a snack cart passing by in the corridor outside woke them up in time, otherwise they would have been stunned for a while.
Especially Ron, who came from a wizard family, knew very well what "Standard Spells — Level 6" meant.
But he was not sure whether Zuo Si was really capable of reading and learning the contents, or whether he just wanted to stand out among the freshmen in this way.
But soon, Ron put the matter behind him and immersed himself in various snacks from the wizarding world.
As an absolute "rich man" among the freshmen, Harry generously bought a lot of snacks and shared them with the other two people in the carriage.
Zuo Si simply declined all these messy things.
Whether it was Chocolate Frog or Bibi Every Flavor Beans, in his eyes, they were both inedible.
Needless to say, the latter knows how disgusting it would be once they taste something that is not acceptable to normal humans.
Although the former tastes normal, the thought of it moving when you put it in your mouth will inevitably cause a sense of psychological discomfort.
As for other snacks, most of them are so sweet that they are sickening and make people lose their appetite just by looking at them.
Based on these things alone, Zuo Si could judge that the British wizarding world, like the Muggle world, was a "food desert" and a "paradise of dark cuisine."
But skipping snacks doesn't mean skipping lunch.
The Hogwarts Express departs at 11:00 am and should arrive at its destination after 6:00 or 7:00 pm.
So while Harry and Ron were devouring their snacks, Zuo Si took out a large insulated box from his shoulder bag, which was filled with steaming hot meals.
Although it is not convenient to use magic like [Heroes' Banquet] at the moment, he will not let his mouth and stomach suffer.
After all, this age group is in the period of growth, and if they don't eat nutritiously, they will not be able to grow.
The three of them had a makeshift lunch in the carriage and then returned to their previous state.
Ron talked to Harry about some interesting stories about the wizarding world and various things that happened at home, and kept complaining that because of his young age, he could only use the things left by his brothers.
Whether it was the robe he was wearing, or the teaching materials, tools, or even his pet, the mouse Banban, they were all inherited from one of his brothers.
When mentioning the mouse, Zuo Si subconsciously glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, but did not express any opinions or views.
After hearing this, Harry seemed to have found a confidant, and he told her all about the abuse, discrimination and bullying he had suffered since he was a child at his aunt's house.
What was originally a good conversation seemed to have suddenly turned into a competition of misery.
Ron was completely shocked that a few Muggles dared to treat the "savior" of the British wizarding world in this way, and expressed his strong indignation.
As a result, the relationship between the two quickly heated up in this atmosphere of "common hatred and common enemies", and before long they became good friends who could talk about anything.
After all, they live in the shadow of their outstanding brothers and have extremely low self-esteem;
The other is that they grew up in an environment lacking in care and are extremely eager for family affection and friends.
To some extent, we can say that we share the same suffering.
Just as Zuo Si was clearing his mind and reading with relish the interesting spells in "Standard Spells - Level Six", a slightly sharp girl's voice suddenly came from the door.
"Has any of you seen a toad? A freshman named Neville lost his pet."
Harry and Ron looked up at almost the same time.
I saw a girl with thick, fluffy long hair, slightly large front teeth, but giving people a domineering feeling, standing in the corridor outside the door.
You don't need to ask to know that this is Hermione Granger, the last of the protagonists.
Ron quickly swallowed the drink in his mouth and shook his head gently: "No."
"Me neither," Harry echoed.
Realizing that the toad might not be in this carriage, Hermione immediately turned and left.
After all, Zuo Si had successfully cast the repair spell before, which prevented Ron from making a fool of himself. Naturally, there was no chance for them to get to know each other better later.
As for Zuo Si, he kept his head down reading and remained silent the whole time, as if he didn't even notice that there was an extra person at the door.
The reason why he showed an indifferent attitude was that he wanted these little wizards to stay away from him.
Keeping to themselves, the three people in the carriage rode on the shaking old steam train for a whole afternoon until it was completely dark before they finally arrived at their destination.
After the train stopped, Zuo Si closed the "Standard Spells — Level Six" in his hand, stood up and walked to the platform with the freshmen. Under the guidance of Hagrid, he boarded the boat and slowly sailed towards the location of Hogwarts Castle.
I have to say, the first time I looked at this ancient magic school from afar at night, it really gave me a very shocking visual impact.
Whether it is the majestic spires, walls, attics, or the lights and flames shining from every corner of the windows, the freshmen feel as if they are in a fairy tale world.
But unlike those freshmen who were just watching the fun, Zuo Si used the art of true seeing and the eye of knowledge to continuously analyze the constant effects of spells within the walls, ceiling, ground, stone pillars and stairs.
Without a doubt!
The castle itself is an enormous treasure to him.
Because Hogwarts is no longer what it was originally built by the four founders.
Instead, it has undergone repeated renovations and expansions, with the addition of more protective spells and magic, and finally reached its current size.
It can even be said that it is a microcosm and history of the British magical world from around 1000 AD to the present, including the changes and evolution of spells themselves.
“It's such a great place to be in…”
Zuo Si muttered something in a low voice that only he could hear.
If possible, he even wanted to tear down this huge castle and study it bit by bit starting from the foundation.
It's a pity that Headmaster Dumbledore and the professors would definitely not allow such behavior.
"Welcome to Hogwarts!"
Standing in the entrance hall, Professor McGonagall gave a speech to all the new students.
Before the little wizards could even stand still, she continued in a loud voice: "Soon, you will pass through the door behind me and attend the opening ceremony with other students.
But before that, there is one very important thing to do.
That is to conduct college division and determine which college you will study in the next few years.
The four houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.
During your time at school, the college is like your home.
Good performance can earn you extra points for the college, but if anyone violates school rules, points will be deducted.
At the end of the year, the house with the highest score will win the House Cup, which is a great honor..."
"Lefo!"
A fat boy suddenly rushed out from the crowd and interrupted Professor McGonagall, bent down, grabbed the toad on the ground and held it in his arms.
However, after a few seconds, he found that the way the people around him looked at him seemed a little strange. He immediately stammered and said sorry, then hid to the back as if he was running for his life.
Neville Longbottom, another important member of the future savior team appears.
Fortunately, although Professor McGonagall looked very strict, she actually cared for every student very much. She did not pursue Neville's rude behavior and turned into the lobby on the first floor to prepare for the upcoming sorting ceremony.
As soon as she left, Master Malfoy jumped out and pretended to be a little adult. He said to the savior who would have a love-hate relationship with him in the next few years: "It seems that what they said just now is true. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."
moment!
All the children from wizarding families present saluted Harry.
After all, he is so famous in the British wizarding world that everyone, from centenarians to children, knows him.
But Harry obviously didn't like this feeling and immediately showed a nervous and helpless expression.
Master Malfoy pointed to the two followers beside him and introduced them: "This is Crabbe, that is Goyle. And I am called Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
I have to admit, his pretentious imitation of adults was a bit embarrassing.
As expected, Ron next to him couldn't help but burst out laughing.
This action instantly angered Master Malfoy.
The latter immediately turned around and mocked angrily, "Do you think my name is funny? I don't even need to ask you what your name is. Just by your red hair and the old robes passed down from your family, I can recognize that you must be from the Weasley family."
This sentence was like a sharp dagger that pierced Ron's pain, and the smile on his face was replaced by inferiority and anger in less than a second.
Seeing his friend being humiliated, Harry's eyes suddenly became extremely unfriendly.
After all, he had been bullied by his cousin Dudley since he was a child, so he would instinctively empathize when encountering such a situation.
Unfortunately, Master Malfoy was completely unaware of this and continued to fire at Ron.
"Believe me, Potter. It won't be long before you find that some wizarding families in the wizarding world are more noble than others. So don't make friends with those questionable people. I can help you!"
After saying this, Malfoy took the initiative to stretch out his right hand with a confident smile on his face.
In his opinion, how could a family like the Weasleys, which was poor and had no status in the wizarding world, be compared with his own wealthy family that could directly influence the top leaders of the Ministry of Magic?
If Harry Potter was not stupid, he would know how to choose.
But Master Malfoy forgot one thing, that is, Harry grew up in a Muggle family and had no idea about the financial resources and power of the Malfoy family.
In other words, children of this age rarely truly understand and comprehend the concept of power.
Harry lowered his head and glanced at the hand Malfoy offered, then refused bluntly: "I think I can tell good from bad myself, thank you."
As these words came out of his mouth, Malfoy's confident smile froze on his face.
Not sure if it was because he was angry or felt humiliated, but the base of his ears quickly turned red, and the hand he extended was clenched into a fist, as if he would swing it out and hit the savior in the face in the next second.
Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the other students around quickly dispersed.
Crabbe and Goyle stood behind Master Malfoy without thinking, staring at Harry and Ron with greedy eyes.
Because these two guys were relatively big, the latter immediately felt very nervous.
At this critical moment, Zuo Si had to step forward and said in a slightly warning tone: "Enough, stop it. If you don't want to experience the feeling of losing consciousness on the first day of school, you'd better calm down quickly."
"Who are you? And who are you to dare to interfere in my affairs?"
Draco turned his head suddenly, his fierce eyes looked as if he wanted to eat someone.
"Last warning! Either calm down! Or get ready to lie down."
Zuo Si pulled out his wand without hesitation.
He now finally understood why Master Malfoy was able to offend so many people in school by himself.
No matter it's his bad character, self-righteous attitude, or just his bad mouth, it makes people want to beat him up.
After all, creatures like naughty children will never learn their lessons unless they are beaten.
Of course, fighting may not be useful, but at least it can make you feel happy and comfortable.
"Hahahaha! Look! A Mudblood is pointing a wand at me? At the descendant of an ancient pure-blood family! This is simply a huge joke! Do you really know how to use a wand? Do you know how to pronounce the spell?"
Draco laughed wildly and used all the words he thought were the most vicious.
After all, the British wizarding world is so small that wizards basically know each other.
So after confirming that Zuo Si was not from a wizard family, he immediately wanted to regain his face from this freshman who had no power at all.
The "savior" Harry Potter can't be offended, but a little wizard of Muggle origin can be easily captured, right?
Just when Master Malfoy was about to perform a "kill the chicken to scare the monkey" drama, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear.
"Fainted!"
"Fainted!"
"Fainted!"
The next second...
He, Crabbe and Goyle saw a red light flashing from the tip of Zuo Si's wand, and then he completely lost consciousness.
Bang! Bang! Bang! As expected, the three unlucky guys all fell face up at the door of the first floor hall, looking like they were in a deep sleep or coma.
You should know that during the time waiting for school to start, Zuo Si used the energy generated by land cards and daily spells to upgrade his wizard profession to LV5.
In addition, his wand was modified, strengthened and upgraded by himself, so even though it was just an ordinary sleeping spell, its power was so strong that even an adult wizard would not be able to withstand it.
“So cool!”
Ron exclaimed immediately after witnessing the whole process of three people being hit by the spell and falling to the ground.
Although he had seen Zuo Si's spell level on the train, the previous one was a repair spell used in daily life, while the stun spell was a typical offensive spell, much more difficult than the former.
"Damn it! Are you crazy? You'll be expelled for attacking your classmates on the first day of school." Hermione said worriedly.
“No, you are wrong.
First of all, I had repeatedly asked them to calm down before launching the attack. So strictly speaking, I was trying to stop the fight rather than start it.
Secondly, Malfoy used the most vicious Mudblood to insult me. Don't I even have the right to use my wand to defend my honor and dignity?
If Hogwarts is such a place where right and wrong are not distinguished, then it doesn't matter if I don't study here.
Finally, and most importantly, we haven't completed the sorting ceremony yet, so we are not real students, so those school rules don't apply to us for the time being."
Zuo Si calmly explained in front of all the freshmen.
Because he had noticed that just a few seconds ago, Professor McGonagall had walked out of the hall on the first floor of the castle and was now standing behind him.
As expected!
As soon as he finished speaking, the head of Gryffindor House coughed loudly, "Ahem! Excellent Stunning Spell. I think even many senior students would find it difficult to do better than you, Mr. South.
To be honest, your talent for learning spells may be one of the best I have ever seen in my life.
However, I suggest that you do not try out spells that are too dangerous in private, but instead ask professors for advice.
After all, the original intention of establishing a magic school is to teach knowledge and spell-casting skills.
Besides, Hogwarts is not a place where right and wrong are not distinguished as you said.
Based on what Mr. Malfoy just said, you are indeed qualified to use the wand to defend your honor and dignity.
But next time, I hope you can report it to the professor and let him handle it.
Instead of casting evil curses on classmates yourself.
As for the punishment...
Just like you said, the freshmen have not yet participated in the sorting ceremony, so they are not formal students yet, so the school rules do not apply to you for the time being."
"Thank you very much for your understanding and generosity. Please rest assured that if it happens again, I will definitely ask the professors to do justice."
Zuo Si placed one hand on his chest and bowed politely.
Seeing the oriental-faced young man in front of her so well-behaved, Professor McGonagall immediately showed a satisfied smile, waved her wand and released several resurrection spells in succession, waking Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle from their coma.
Master Malfoy, in particular, as soon as he woke up, he immediately recalled the scene of Zuo Si casting a stunning spell on him. He was so scared that he jumped up from the ground, his whole body shaking slightly involuntarily.
On the one hand, it was hard to believe that a Mudblood from a Muggle family could learn the Stunning Spell without anyone teaching him, an offensive spell that could still play an important role even in a battle between adult wizards.
On the other hand, he saw the meaningful and threatening look in Zuo Si's eyes, and was afraid that he would be attacked and plotted against again in school.
There is no doubt that Zuo Si's performance this time left a very deep impression on the freshmen and Professor McGonagall.
At the same time, it also established a reputation for him as a genius and paved the way for a series of subsequent plans and actions.
You have to know that he is not just stepping out to deal with the conflicts between these children, but he wants to establish a "personality" to ensure that what he does in the future will not surprise others too much.
After resolving this small disturbance, Professor McGonagall opened the door and led the freshmen into the crowded hall, and walked straight to the tattered Sorting Hat.
After the Hat sang a weird song, the Sorting Ceremony officially began.
Professor McGonagall opened a parchment scroll, read out the names of the new students one by one, and ordered them to put on the Sorting Hat and assign them to their respective colleges according to their personalities and characteristics.
I have to say that this concept of teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is quite advanced.
The only question is, how to ensure that the number of people in the four colleges is evenly distributed?
After all, since there is a competitive competition like the College Cup, at least the number of participants should be similar to be fair.
If there are too many people in one college and too few in another, where is the fairness?
If even the most basic fairness does not exist, then where does the so-called "honor" of the so-called "College Cup" come from? At least in Zuo Si's eyes, this thing is just a means to encourage students to study hard and abide by school rules.
Whether it was the exaggerated extra points that Dumbledore gave to Harry and others more than once, or Snape's favoritism towards Slytherin students, the House Cup became a complete joke.
Although whenever there is competition or contest involved, there will always be people trying to cheat.
But it is rare to see people like the two above who have no shame at all and personally intervene blatantly.
Just as Zuo Si was secretly complaining, he suddenly heard Professor McGonagall's voice coming from the front.
"Sos Gemiel!"
moment!
All the freshmen present turned their eyes over.
They would never forget how this genius classmate easily knocked out Malfoy, Goyle and Crabbe with a spell.
As for the surname "Gemiel", it was an identity disguise created by Zuo Si, which originated from a policeman who died in the line of duty.
Seeing that everyone was staring at him, he walked out of the crowd calmly, sat down on the chair, and let Professor McGonagall put the dirty Sorting Hat on his head.
As a result, a full minute passed and the hat didn't make any sound.
The reason is simple! The reason why it can assign so many young wizards to their respective colleges is entirely based on its ability to read minds.
But Zuo Si's thoughts, memory and soul are protected by divine power.
Not to mention a mere hat, even if the four founders of the academy came, it would be given to them for nothing.
In order to prevent this embarrassing situation from continuing, he had to open up a gap a little.
And in this brief moment, the Sorting Hat immediately shouted: "SLYTHERIN!!!"
Swish! Everyone in the first floor hall was stunned.
Not only the students of Slytherin House, but also Severus Snape, the head of the house, the students and professors of other houses had similar reactions.
First there was stunned shock, then astonishment and confusion.
Because since the establishment of Hogwarts, Slytherin House has only admitted a handful of young wizards from Muggle families, and usually at least one of the parents must be a half-wizard.
However, compared to other professors and students, the one who could not accept this result the most was Master Malfoy, who was trembling with anger.
He simply couldn't believe that a "Mudblood" was considered by the Sorting Hat to be qualified to enter the noble Slytherin House.
This is a definition of pure blood!
This was the greatest shame and humiliation of the entire academy since its founding! For a moment, many Slytherin students from pure-blood families looked at them with extremely unfriendly eyes.
However, Zuo Si himself was completely surprised by this result.
After all, the criteria for entering the "Snake Academy" are shrewdness, tact, ambition, self-preservation, unscrupulousness, determination, outstanding talents and qualifications, etc.
If you count the above points carefully, they are basically perfect fits.
In addition, the blood characteristics from the Dumbledore family in his body perfectly meet the requirements of mixed-blood or even pure-blood.
Just like that, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Zuo Si returned the Sorting Hat to Professor McGonagall, and then walked towards the Slytherin classmates who exuded a dangerous aura with a smile on his face.
Not only that!
He also deliberately chose to sit next to Master Malfoy and said to him in a low voice: "Let's get along well in the next few years."
"You're dead, Mudblood!"
Probably because he had the support of a large number of senior students around him, Malfoy issued the threat viciously.
He was now waiting for the opening ceremony to be over, so that he could return to Slytherin Common and give the bastard in front of him a memorable lesson, preferably one that would scare him into dropping out of school.
Only in this way can we wash away the humiliation that ourselves and the college have suffered today.
"Haha, you dare to speak in this tone and manner, don't you think these trash can pose any threat to me?"
Zuo Si chuckled and started the group mocking mode.
As someone who has experienced this, he knows very well that the best way to shut up these "naughty kids" who are keen on resorting to violence is not to avoid conflicts.
Instead, he had to thoroughly intensify the conflict, so that these guys couldn't hold back and took action first, and then he could justifiably "defend himself" to his heart's content.
At the same time, teach these self-righteous Slytherin "little snakes" a truth.
That is, in the magical world, only powerful wizards are qualified to speak loudly.
Only in this way can Zuo Si live a peaceful life in the future.
Otherwise, any attempt to ease the relationship will be seen as a symbol of "weakness" and will lead to even more severe discrimination and bullying.
Although he was not afraid of these, he considered it annoying to have so many flies and mosquitoes around him, so he planned to solve this little trouble once and for all on the first day of school.
"Hey! Kid! Did you just say we are trash?"
A tall and strong boy who looked like he was in the fifth or sixth grade had a fierce look in his eyes.
"What, do you have any objections? If you feel unhappy, then pull out your wand to prove that I am wrong. Otherwise, shut up. The reason why trash is trash is that they only dare to talk but not put it into practical action." Zuo Si said sarcastically.
"Very good! New student! You have succeeded in irritating us! When we return to the common room, you will understand what it means for a Mudblood to enter Slytherin House."
Another senior boy also expressed his naked and undisguised malice.
In just less than a minute, Zuo Si made himself the public enemy of Slytherin House.
Although the conversation just now was very quiet, it was not heard by people from other colleges at the next table.
But when everyone felt the strange atmosphere and saw the extremely unfriendly looks of the senior students of Slytherin College, many people began to worry about Zuo Si's safety.
Even Dumbledore had to give a few words of advice to the head of the school, Snape.
The latter's attention had been clearly focused on Harry Potter before. Only after being reminded by the headmaster did he notice the situation in Slytherin and immediately frowned subconsciously.
Since he himself graduated from Slytherin House, he knew very well how a Muggle student would be treated.
In contrast, Harry couldn't help but say to Ron beside him: "Damn it! It looks like South is in big trouble. According to my experience, those bastards Malfoy will definitely find ways to make trouble for him."
"Each college has its own common room. We can't help much. But I'm very curious, why was someone like him not sorted into Ravenclaw but into Slytherin?" Ron frowned, puzzled.
"I don't know, maybe the Sorting Hat made a mistake."
Harry's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
Because when the Sorting Hat was put on before, it also thought about putting him in Slytherin and believed that he could be successful there.
It was only because of his desperate efforts to refuse that he was finally sorted into Gryffindor.
In the eyes of the "savior", Zuo Si has become a similar "victim".
Little did he know that the "victim" was thinking about how he would use the magic he had learned from the standard spell book to overthrow the entire Slytherin house in the shortest time possible.
Using these "naughty kids" as stepping stones, he established a "notorious reputation" for himself in the school.
(End of this chapter)
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