Chapter 725

"We can find a few people to play with!" Neville said as he wiped his mouth after finishing the delicious dinner. "Hang on, I'll go ask some others."

With that, Neville stood up and walked to the other side of the room to ask some of the other Slytherin students.

Before long, several classmates came over excitedly and joined the card game.

The entire room was filled with laughter and cheer. The game went on for a long time, and everyone had a wonderful time.

"Forget it, let's stop playing. I need to go back and sleep." Blyreem checked his watch and found that it was already half past ten. "I've got an early class tomorrow."

"All right, all right. Good night." Neville and the other students began to yawn as well. Not long after Blyreem left, they gradually dispersed too.

After returning to the dormitory, Blyreem washed up quickly and lay down on his bed. As he recalled the events of the evening, a warm feeling welled up in his heart—

He did not know why a Muggle-born wizard like himself had been sorted into Slytherin House, but in this solemn and mysterious House of Slytherin, he quickly found a sense of belonging.

Blyreem slowly closed his eyes and drifted into a sweet dream.

But as he entered the dream, a dark shadow quietly intruded upon it—

Blyreem dreamed of a strange yet extraordinarily handsome boy, with ebony-black hair and skin as white as snow.

Blyreem began to feel slightly uneasy. He tossed and turned in bed, as though no matter how he lay, he could not get comfortable.

In the dream, the handsome boy was drawing closer to Blyreem step by step. Blyreem grew more and more frightened. He wanted to break free from the dream, but he