The questions in the first year of school did not stump the new little wizard.
Everyone quickly entered the lounge.
Next.
Two Prefect, a man and a woman, each gave a speech that showed their presence. They were both very eloquent, and there was an enthusiastic round of applause in the lounge.
Satisfied, the two began to divide dormitories for the first-year students.
Ravenclaw There are only seven little wizards this year.
Maybe it was the care from Prefect, or maybe he was lucky today. After four little wizards formed a dormitory, he was assigned to a dormitory with three people.
What a coincidence.
Nico, who was still fresh in Ian's memory at the banquet, and a boy with green hair became Ian's roommates who would share a room with different beds for the next seven years.
The decoration inside the dormitory is the same color as the lounge outside. Five desks are lined up in front of the windows, and flannel curtains are hung in front of several beds.
"Ian. Prince."
After stuffing his suitcase under the bed, Ian took the lead in introducing himself to his roommates. Both of his roommates were busy digging out the contents of the suitcase.
"William. Smith, I remember you. You spent ten minutes in sorting." The green-haired boy has many freckles on his face that Europeans and Americans are keen on.
Not too much.
"Has it been that long? I only remember a few casual conversations with Sorting Hat." Ian was a little surprised. He shook hands with the freckle boy William who came up and extended his hand.
"I also feel that time flies so fast. Sorting Hat may have stolen some of our time. This may be the reason why it can live so long."
The little black wizard also joined the chat.
"My name is Michael. Jordan."
He added a self-introduction.
"What a good name, you must be suitable for calling Quidditch." Ian is not a person who holds grudges, until he saw Little Nico take out a big bag of fried chicken legs and French fries from nowhere.
"Do you want to eat it? I secretly hid some during the dinner." Michael put a large bag of food on the table, and started to eat crazily with a chicken leg.
"You have Extension Charm's bag! I've seen their introduction in extracurricular books!" The green-haired William looked at the small cloth bag on Michael's bed in surprise.
Ian stared directly at the steaming chicken legs in Michael's hands.
Good guy!
The reason why the food in front of him disappeared so quickly before was now finally found out!
"Yes, that was the entrance gift my mother gave me a few days ago." Michael said a little embarrassedly while chewing on the chicken drumstick in his hand.
"I don't know why, my mother didn't let me eat these things since I was a child, but they are really delicious..." As he said that, he squeezed a little more ketchup into his mouth.
A very special way to eat French fries.
"My mother didn't give me anything. She is an ordinary person who doesn't know magic. Only my father is a wizard, but my mother decides everything in our family."
"My mother is also in charge of money. Maybe my mother is smarter. It's just that our family is very poor, and even if we have money, we have to use it to support my younger brother and sister."
William just hesitated for a moment and chose to grab a handful of fries and started eating them slowly.
"Half-blood, that's not bad. Although I belong to a Pure-blood family, I haven't seen my father since I was a child. He died not long after I was born."
"It is said that he died in a fight with You-Know-Who. My mother would often cry and say that he fell on the eve of dawn." Michael's voice was a little sad.
However.
This did not affect the speed at which he showed off his chicken legs.
"He must love you." Ian gave some comfort.
"That's true. I've always known that he loves us very much. The reason why he joined that fight was actually because of my birth. He wanted to create a more stable environment for my future."
Michael was finally choked up and couldn't eat the chicken legs.
"At least you are better than me. I am an orphan and have never seen my parents since I was a child." Ian also joined the competition in the dormitory at this time.
No surprises.
He gained two pairs of eyes with pity.
"You are so pathetic."
"Here, let's eat two chicken legs."
Both of them were resigned to the defeat, and Michael even handed Ian chicken drumsticks - he actually wanted to eat some watermelon jelly instead of eating this kind of thing as a late-night snack.
"No need, I'm losing weight."
Ian shook his head and chose to refuse. He looked at Michael's bed. It was obvious that there was no watermelon jelly hidden in the empty bag.
This thing Michael probably really showed off at the banquet.
"You are so thin, do you still need to lose weight?"
William's eyes widened.
"If I were you, I would eat more, you are too thin." Michael also nodded in agreement, and he stuffed the chicken drumstick handed to Ian into his mouth.
"I have to eat, my mother said, I'm still growing my brain."
I have to say.
His appetite is really big.
"I need to review the knowledge in the textbook again. I don't want to be unable to answer the professors' questions in class tomorrow." William packed up his things and took out the textbook.
He turned on his small desk lamp, sat in front of the desk, and began to unread the book.
"Actually, there is no need to be so nervous. Even children from the Pure-blood family will not learn any magic before entering school. As long as we listen carefully in class, it will be fine."
Michael walked to the bathroom after eating and drinking.
"That makes sense."
Ian felt that Brother Hei was right. However, William obviously had his own persistence. He sat in front of the desk and studied hard. He seemed to be reviewing the knowledge related to <A History of Magic>.
"Why are you sitting in front of the table?"
After washing up, Michael walked out of the bathroom and found that Ian was also sitting at a desk.
"I'm just writing a letter to my family to prevent the adults at the orphanage from worrying about me. They are all very good people." Ian showed the paper on his desk.
Michael came over to take a look suspiciously, and then confirmed that Ian was not the kind of roommate who secretly cheated others by asking for money. Ian was indeed writing a letter using Quill.
[Dear Dean Elena:
I have settled in Hogwarts Academy for Gifted Youth. The students here are very friendly and the professors are also rare experts in various fields.
I hope you don't worry and tell Daniel and Joey that no one bullies me because of my background. The learning atmosphere in the entire school is very strong.
if...]
The letter is not finished yet.
Michael just glanced at it without taking a closer look.
"Maybe I should write a letter to my mother tomorrow." He seemed to be inspired and thoughtful, yawned and walked to his bed.
Fall down and go to sleep.
This may not be a talent.
Amidst the gifted snoring of his roommate, William put on earplugs and continued studying, while Ian once again considered his words to write a safe letter to the orphanage.
Because of the special nature of Hogwarts, and the Confundus Charm the school imposed on several orphanage adults, he could only try his best to disguise Hogwarts as an outstanding Muggle elite institution.
This is not an easy task.
After all.
It's up to him to imagine what kind of life a student in an elite college should live. It would be a little bad if he accidentally wrote about the ridiculous story that rich people eat a lot of braised chicken and rice.
"Swish, swish, swish~"
Quill's voice sounded slightly.
William's small desk lamp was very bright, maybe it was some kind of Muggle item that had been modified without authorization. Ian, who used the light to concentrate on writing the letter, also chose to go to bed after washing himself.
William is still working hard alone.
It was already raining lightly outside the window.
On a quiet night.
There was a subtle thunder and lightning flashing across the sky. In the brief and dim light outside the window, no one noticed that a pair of strange eyes were staring at the dormitory.
It was a strange creature hanging upside down from the eaves, clinging to the eaves bricks, with a pair of blue wings. It looked like a reptile and a huge butterfly.
It was so hidden against the eaves, staring closely into Ravenclaw's dormitory. In its small and strange eyes, it reflected the sleeping Ian... that little head.
[PS: Thanks to the experts for pointing out, the question in the previous chapter has been modified. In fact, I just want to write a question that can have multiple answers if I use logic!]
(End of chapter)