So Unlucky

Academy points being deducted might still be a secondary reason. Li Mu spent all day with the Gryffindors, neglecting his Hufflepuff classmates, which clearly hurt his two roommates.

Thinking of this, he actually felt relieved. Only now was he more certain that all of this was not a dream, not a game, and that everyone—whether it was Harry, the protagonist of "history," or someone like Macmillan—they were all real.

Only now did Li Mu feel that he had unknowingly integrated into this place, into this Western magical world.

He took a deep breath: "Listen!"

He knew his two roommates hadn't gone far and could hear him.

"I called you early this morning!" Li Mu shouted, his eyes following the backs of his two roommates, who indeed stopped.

"I called you to get up, to go to eat and attend classes together, but you didn't get up. I had to act alone, and then I met my friends. What's wrong with that? When a classmate is unfairly criticized by a teacher, regardless of which house they're from or whether I know them, I stand up to refute it for fairness and justice. What's wrong with that?"

Justin turned his head, and Ernie also moved, seeming to want to retort. But Li Mu continued, "Yes, I caused the house to lose ten points, but I will definitely earn them back! I promise!"

"...I hope you mean it," Ernie's voice came, his tone softening a bit. Hufflepuffs were kind, after all. But the awkwardness that had just occurred wasn't so easily dismissed.

After this reply, Ernie and Justin continued to walk forward, completely disappearing from view.

Watching their backs, Li Mu sighed inwardly. He had transmigrated and was born with the ability to speak. He considered himself to be quite strong, possessing both a foundation of more than eight years of Mysterious Sect Cultivation and a clear understanding of the general direction of future history.

But now it seemed that fantasizing about releasing kingly aura everywhere as soon as he entered the school, capturing hearts, and collecting followers was indeed a result of reading too many YY novels... No matter how strong he was, he still couldn't control other people's emotions or influence their feelings.

Moreover... this first day of school was a bit unlucky. He really should have done a divination before going out...

After a long daze, Li Mu slowly moved his feet.

He went up through the underground passage, arriving inside the Great Hall. Many people were already gathered around the four long tables, eating. Ernie Macmillan and Justin Finch-Fletchley were already sitting at the Hufflepuff table.

Li Mu hesitated for a moment, then suddenly heard Hermione's voice: "Li Mu—over here!"

He was drawn to the clear voice and immediately saw his friends. They were at a corner of the Gryffindor table, with food and drinks already placed in their cups and plates.

Hermione was almost standing on tiptoe, stretching out her arm and waving to him, followed by Harry and Ron. Even Hinata was sitting next to Hermione, and they were all looking over.

Li Mu immediately walked over. It would be too foolish to abandon old friends because of other people's complaints. He also wondered: Hinata was a Ravenclaw, would she also cause dissatisfaction among her classmates in the house?

Hinata met his gaze, smiled faintly, and then turned her head away. Harry and Ron also managed to force a smile.

"Oh, what a terrible day. I lost ten points on the first day of class. I think I must have broken a Hogwarts record," Li Mu said, plopping down on the Gryffindor bench.

A set of silver cutlery immediately appeared on the table in front of him, with bowls, plates, knives, forks, and even chopsticks. Each Hogwarts student's cutlery was custom-made. Wherever the students sat, their unique cutlery would appear, thanks to the House-elves in the Kitchen, who never mixed them up.

"Don't mention it, I'm not much better off," Harry Potter had also lost six points in the afternoon. He looked very dejected, seeming to recall the unexpected disaster in Potions class. "And I think Snape might have a grudge against me."

You're right about that, but he hates your old man and hates you along with him... Li Mu looked at Harry, shrugged, and changed the subject: "By the way, how's Neville?"

"Madam Pomfrey said he needs at least a day to recover," Harry seemed even more depressed. "I don't think there have ever been more unlucky people at Hogwarts than us... Someone got injured on the first day of school, and we lost seventeen points."

Including the one point Hermione lost, they had been deducted exactly seventeen points.

"It's okay, at least that Malfoy git lost five points too," Ron interjected consolingly, his eyes flying across the two long tables in the middle of the hall, towards Slytherin on the far right. Malfoy was leading his cronies and eating as well.

"Malfoy's dad is a governor, but he still got points deducted, didn't he?" Ron couldn't help but feel a little smug. "Snape is just a crazy old virgin who deducts points from anyone he can get his hands on."

Ron had previously revealed to Harry and the others that his father, Arthur Weasley, worked in the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office in the British Ministry of Magic and had always been at odds with Malfoy's father, Lucius Malfoy.

However, right now, Li Mu didn't have time to care about Ron's complaints. He suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh! Crap!"

Harry and Ron looked at him strangely.

"Cleaning the Trophy Room!" Li Mu held his forehead. "Six o'clock in the afternoon, Filch will be waiting for us in the Trophy Room—Professor McGonagall said so."

"Then..." Harry subconsciously raised his wrist to look at it, where he wore an old-fashioned mechanical watch, "...isn't it five fifty now?"

The faces of the three of them turned pale instantly.

"This is really..." Harry murmured. He had always wanted a watch like Dudley, so when he got a lot of gold coins from Gringotts, he couldn't wait to buy a wristwatch... but he didn't expect the first time it would really come in handy would be at this time.

"Then hurry..." Ron looked at the large pieces of fried chicken legs in front of him, smelled the fragrant aroma, and reluctantly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Let's go!" Li Mu concluded, taking the lead to stand up.

Three figures rushed out of the Great Hall in a hurry, leaving Hinata watching their backs with a faint smile.

Well, this night was destined to be not idle.

When Li Mu finally finished cleaning the huge Trophy Room, ran from the fourth floor to the first floor underground, and then found the right barrel to return to the Hufflepuff common room, it was already quiet and silent. Obviously, everyone had already returned to their dormitories to rest.

He tiptoed into his dormitory, and his two roommates had already begun to snore softly. Li Mu sighed. The experience of the first day of school made him feel tired. He simply skipped washing up, relying entirely on his body's inertia to lie on the bed, and then barely managed to put on a double-legged meditation posture.

Even after coming to the Western magical world, he didn't dare to neglect his meditation skills at all. It's just that today may not be a good time. Li Mu has never been able to concentrate. The thoughts in his mind are fluttering and chaotic. Various thoughts flash through his mind, and in the end, there is only a blank space left.

He just sat cross-legged like this, not knowing when he fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)