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 Flavour 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.

“相信我，波特。用不了多久，你会发现魔法界某些巫师家族就是比其他家族更高贵。所以可千万不要跟那些不三不四的人交朋友。我可以帮你！”

说完这句话，马尔福主动伸出自己的右手，脸上洋溢着自信的笑容。

在他看来，韦斯莱这种又穷、在魔法界又没有什么地位的家族，怎么配跟自己富有且能够直接影响魔法部高层的家族相比。

但凡哈利·波特不傻就应该知道如何选择。

可马尔福少爷忘记了一点，那就是哈利从小生活在麻瓜家庭，对于马尔福家族财力和势力并没有任何概念。

或者说，这个年纪的小孩子，很少能真正理解和明白权势的概念。

哈利低着头看了一眼马尔福递出的手，直截了当回绝道：“我想我自己能够分清楚好坏，谢谢。”

伴随着这句话脱口而出，马尔福自信的笑容凝固在了脸上。

也不知道是气的还是感觉自己受到了羞辱，他耳朵根子迅速变得有些发红，那只伸出去的手更是死死攥成了拳头，仿佛下一秒就会挥出去打在救世主的脸上。

眼见有要打起来的趋势，周围其他学生迅速散开。

克拉布和高尔则不加思索的站到了马尔福少爷身后，用虎视眈眈的眼神盯着哈利和罗恩。

由于这两个家伙块头比较大的关系，顿时让后者产生了强烈的紧张情绪。

就在这千钧一发之际，左思不得不站出来，用略带警告意味的口吻说道：“够了，住手吧。如果你们不想在开学第一天就品尝到失去意识的感觉，最好都给我赶紧冷静下来。”

“你是谁？又算什么东西敢管我的事情？”

德拉科猛地回过头，那凶狠的眼神就好像要吃人一样。

“最后一次警告！要么冷静！要么准备好躺下。”

左思毫不客气的拔出了魔杖。

他现在终于明白，为什么马尔福少爷在学校能凭借一己之力得罪那么多人。

不管是恶劣的性格、自以为是的态度、还是嘴欠的程度，都让人忍不住想要狠狠揍一顿。

毕竟熊孩子这样的生物，不打是永远也不会长记性的。

当然，打了一不定有用，但至少能够使自己的心情愉悦、舒爽。

“哈哈哈哈！快看啊！一个泥巴种竟然用魔杖对着我？对着一个古老纯血家族的后代！这简直就是天大的笑话！你真的知道魔杖怎么用吗？知道咒语应该怎么念吗？”

德拉科狂笑着用各种他认为最恶毒的词汇进行讽刺。

毕竟英国魔法界就这么大，巫师们相互之间基本都认识。

所以在确认左思不是巫师家庭出身后，立马就想要从这个没有任何势力的新生身上找回面子。

“救世主”哈利·波特惹不起，一个麻瓜出身的小巫师还不是手到擒来？

就在马尔福少爷准备上演一出“杀鸡骇猴”的戏码时，突然听到耳边传来一个声音。

“昏昏倒地！”

“昏昏倒地！”

“昏昏倒地！”

下一秒……

他、克拉布和高尔三人便看到左思的魔杖前端闪烁出红色光芒，然后便彻底失去了意识。

砰！砰！砰！ 三个倒霉蛋不出意外全部仰面朝天倒在一楼大厅的门口，看上去就如同陷入了沉睡、昏迷一般不省人事。

要知道等待开学的这段时间，左思可是利用地牌和每日法术产生的能量，将巫师这一职业提升到了LV5。

再加上他的魔杖又经过自己亲手改造、强化、升级，所以别看只是个普通的昏睡咒，但威力就算是成年巫师来了估计也顶不住。

“酷毙了！”

亲眼目睹了三人被咒语击中然后倒地的全过程，罗恩立马发出了惊呼。

虽然他早就在火车上的时候就见识过左思的咒语水平，但之前那个是日常生活用到的修复咒，而昏迷咒则是典型的攻击性类咒语，难度要比前者高得多。

“该死！你疯了吗？在开学第一天就攻击同学，你会被开除的。”赫敏有些担心的说道。

“不，你错了。

首先，我在发动攻击前已经再三声明，要求他们冷静下来。所严格意义上来说，我实在劝架而不是打架。

其次，马尔福用了最恶毒的泥巴种来侮辱我，难道我连使用魔杖捍卫自己名誉和尊严的权利都没有了吗？

如果霍格沃茨是这样一个是非不分的地方，那么这个学不上也罢。

最后，也是最重要的一点。现在我们还没有完成分院仪式，算不上是真正的学生，因此那些校规暂时还管不到我们头上。”

左思不慌不慌当着所有新生的面做出了解释。

因为他已经察觉到，就在几秒钟之前，麦格教授已经从城堡一楼大厅里走了出来，此刻就站在自己身后。

果不其然！

这番话刚说完，这位格兰芬多学院的学院长便用力咳嗽了一声：“咳！非常出色的昏迷咒，我想即便是很多高年级的学生也很难做得比你更好了，索斯先生。

说实话，你学习咒语的天赋可能是我这辈子见过最出色的几个人之一。

不过我建议你最好不要去私下里轻易尝试那些过于危险的咒语，而是要向教授们请教。

毕竟建立魔法学校的初衷就为了教授知识和释咒技巧。

另外，霍格沃茨也不像你说的那样，是一个是非不分的地方。

以马尔福先生刚才的发言，你的确有资格使用魔杖来捍卫自己的荣誉跟尊严。

但是下一次，我希望你能向教授反应，由教授们来进行处理。

而不是自己亲自向同学施展恶咒。

至于处罚……

就像你刚才说的，新生还没有参加分院仪式，因此还不算是正式的学生，所以校规暂时还管不到你们。”

“非常感谢您的理解和宽宏大量。请放心，如果再有下一次，我一定会请教授们来主持正义。”

左思单手抚胸彬彬有礼的鞠了一躬。

看到眼前这个有着东方面孔的年轻人如此乖巧，麦格教授顿时露出满意的笑容，挥舞魔杖连续释放了好几个复苏咒，将马尔福、克拉布和高尔从昏迷中唤醒。

尤其是马尔福少爷，一醒来就立刻回想起左思冲自己释放昏迷咒的景象，立刻吓得从地上跳起来，浑身上下不由自主的轻微颤抖。

一方面是无法相信一个麻瓜家庭出身的泥巴种，竟然能在没有任何人教导的情况下，学会昏迷咒这样即便是在成年巫师对战中，也依旧可以发挥重要作用的攻击型咒语。

另外一方面是他看到了左思那意味深长的眼神威胁，生怕自己在学校里又一次遭到攻击和暗算。

毫无疑问，左思的这次表现在新生们和麦格教授的眼中留下了极为深刻的印象。

同时也为其树立了一个天才的名号，为接下来一系列的计划和行动做好了铺垫。

要知道他可不是随随便便站出来管这种小孩子之间的矛盾，而是要立一个“人设”，确保自己未来做出某些事情不会让其他人感到太过吃惊。

解决了这个小小的风波后，麦格教授便推开门带着新生走进人满为患的大厅，径直走到那顶破旧的分院帽近前。

在帽子唱了一首怪异的歌曲后，分院仪式正式开始。

只见麦格教授打开一个羊皮纸卷轴，然后按照顺序一个一个的念出新生的名字，并命令其戴上分院帽根据性格与特质将其分配到所属的学院。

不得不说，这种因材施教的理念还挺先进的。

唯一的问题是，要如何确保四个学院的人数平均呢？

毕竟既然有学院杯这种竞争性质的比赛，起码要做到人数差不多才公平。

如果某个学院的人太多，而另外一个学院的人太少，那公平性从何而来？

要是连最基本的公平性都不存在，那所谓的“学院杯”又哪来的所谓“荣誉”？ 至少在左思的眼中，这玩意就是个激励学生们好好学习、遵守校规的手段。

不管是邓布利多不止一次给哈利等人那夸张的加分，还是斯内普对斯莱特林学生的偏袒，都让学院杯成了个彻头彻尾的笑话。

虽然只要涉及到竞争、比赛之类的情况，多少都会有人尝试进行作弊。

可像以上这两位一点脸都不要，亲自下场赤裸裸进行干涉的还真是不多见。

就在左思暗自吐槽的时候，突然听到前边传来麦格教授的声音。

“索斯·格米尔！”

瞬间！

在场所有的新生都把目光投了过来。

他们可不会忘记这位天才同学是如何轻而易举用咒语放倒马尔福、高尔和克拉布的。

至于“格米尔”这个姓氏，则是左思制造的身份伪装，源自于一名执行任务中身故的警察。

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 defilement 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)