Slytherin, Minus 200 Points
While Lester and the others were singing and dancing, Professor Snape was furious in Slytherin's dormitory.
Hogwarts has an unwritten rule that there will be a room check on the first Friday of the new students' term.
Moreover, this was not a regular dormitory inspection; it was a large-scale dormitory inspection involving all four deans.
The main purpose was to see if the young wizards at Hogwarts could adapt to the new environment.
The room checks for the previous three houses went smoothly, until the Slytherin room check.
"Where are they? Where are the first-year Slytherin wizards?" Snape's face darkened as he frantically searched from dormitory to dormitory.
Upon opening the door, Snape was greeted only by empty beds.
The other three heads of the house behind him all had strange expressions as they looked at the deranged Snape, and no one dared to speak.
Professor Snape has been becoming increasingly mentally unstable lately.
Especially after learning that Professor Quirrell, the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor, would be arriving at Hogwarts next Monday.
Snape would often let out a sinister laugh in his office.
Many junior wizards have reported them to the authorities.
However, the three heads of the house could still understand Snape's feelings.
People live in this world for nothing more than fame and fortune.
He was a Potions Master, Headmaster of Slytherin House at Hogwarts, rich and powerful—he was the epitome of a perfect life.
But now, the Wizarding World is full of rumors about Professor Snape.
Some even claim that Snape deliberately produced inferior potions at the behest of Headmaster Dumbledore in order to eliminate poor Muggle-born.
In any case, Snape's reputation is ruined.
Now, to make matters worse, the first-year Slytherin wizards went on a nighttime excursion.
They were caught during a major dormitory check; this was practically provoking Professor Snape Professor Snape's fragile nerves and slapping him in the face.
Just as the three heads of the house were silently mourning for Professor Snape.
The door to the Slytherin Common Room was quietly pushed open a crack.
Because it was nighttime and students from other grades were sleeping, the deans did not use the Lumos.
Instead, he used a profound spell to grant himself night vision for a short period of time.
Thus, the few little snakes that quietly entered did not notice the three deans with their complicated expressions.
"That's so cool! We should go party every night from now on, it's so much fun!"
"Indeed, my father told me that life at Hogwarts was boring, and I was a little worried. Now it seems he was clearly lying."
The three deans. "..."
Because Professor Snape had entered a berserk state, the three of them didn't dare go inside and remained in the common room.
This isn't the end; these few small snakes are just the vanguard.
Ever since they entered, the Slytherin students behind them haven't stopped.
And they were all in high spirits, quietly discussing their happy moments of the day.
Malfoy, in particular, was completely having a blast.
He swaggered into the lounge, followed by Goyle and Crabbe, among others.
"I'm sure that idiot Scarhead is still obediently staying in his dorm room. What a pitiful kid."
Goyle and Crabbe also laughed heartily, their words filled with pride.
Everyone from the other houses stayed obediently in the common room, but the Slytherin House could have fun late into the night.
Malfoy was extremely pleased with himself; he felt this was the life he was supposed to experience at Hogwarts.
Malfoy settled comfortably on a sofa in the lounge and wiggled his hips.
It's a little uncomfortable...
Goyle and Crabbe, who were standing nearby, also sensed something was wrong. When they sat down, they could clearly hear a painful groan coming from someone.
"Goyle, don't you feel something's wrong?"
Malfoy stroked the hard object beneath his buttocks, feeling as if it were a person's thigh.
"Goyle, say something! Why aren't you saying anything!"
Turning to look at Goyle beside him, he saw that Goyle was trembling uncontrollably, and cold sweat covered his forehead.
Crabbe also looked like he'd seen a ghost, and he tried to stand up shakily, holding onto the armrest of the sofa.
Malfoy was shocked and jumped up, only to see the three heads of Hogwarts glaring at him.
"Lumos!"
Three beams of light flew to the roof, illuminating the entire Slytherin Common Room.
All the young wizards, still savoring the experience, froze in place, as if petrified.
Malfoy and the other two were so weak in the knees that they almost collapsed to the ground.
Professor McGonagall, expressionless; Professor Sprout, looking sympathetic; and Professor Flitwick, clutching his stomach in great pain.
Everyone present could feel the pressure they were under.
Professor Snape, who was in his dormitory, also came out upon hearing the commotion. Seeing the Slytherin wizards filling the common room, he immediately went into a berserk state again.
"You bunch of trash! What did the school tell you? Nighttime strolls are not allowed at Hogwarts! Nighttime strolls are not allowed!!!"
"What's the difference Gryffindor? No, there is a difference. At least they won't get caught while out at night!"
Professor McGonagall was somewhat embarrassed, but seeing Professor Snape already drawing his wand, she held back.
"Slytherin, all the first-year students, actually went on a nighttime outing! You guys are amazing!"
"1, 2, 3... 18, 19, why are we missing two? Where did the other two go?"
Snape's words were filled with unquestionable authority, putting immense pressure on the young wizards in the common room.
All the first-year Slytherin wizards were present, except for Lester and Jiedi.
Faced with Snape's question, everyone fell silent; they were unwilling to betray their comrade.
Snape became even angrier and immediately began calling out names.
"Draco, tell me, where did the other two go?"
Upon hearing this, Malfoy gritted his teeth and said, "Professor, I don't know."
As he spoke, Malfoy secretly prayed that Lester would sense something was wrong and not come in.
"You don't know?" Snape laughed in exasperation.
He spends all his time with Lester, yet he claims he doesn't know where Lester is?
According to his guess, the mastermind behind this year's Slytherin first-year night out was none other than Lester Bide.
Just as Malfoy was about to stick to his guns, voices came from the doorway of the lounge.
"Jiedi, from now on, you and Malfoy will be in charge of these team-building activities together."
Lester, adopting an elder brother's demeanor, instructed, "We should try to hold these team-building activities every week; this will strengthen our cohesion."
"You found a great abandoned classroom this time."
Jiedi was very excited and said, "That's great, Brother Lai! Don't worry, I'll definitely find an even better place next time so everyone can have a great time!"
The lounge was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
All the young wizards secretly cheered when they heard that they would be happy every week.
Especially Malfoy, who almost burst out laughing in front of Professor Snape.
Unlike the secretly pleased young Slytherin wizard, Professor Snape's expression was as gloomy as if his wife had run off with someone else.
As soon as Lester and Jiedi entered, Snape stormed up to them.
So, one large-scale nighttime tour wasn't enough for you, you want to do it long-term!
"Lester Bide organized a group night outing for Slytherin students; Slytherin loses 200 points!"
"Everyone else, starting next Saturday, go to Filch's place for solitary confinement for a month. Let them properly correct their thinking."
"As for you, Mr. Bide, you will be placed in solitary confinement starting tomorrow for a month!"
Before Lester could react, Professor Snape unleashed a barrage of attacks on Lester like a machine gun.
It's clear that Professor Snape was truly angry.
Not only were 200 points deducted from Slytherin's score, but all the first-year Slytherin wizards were also locked up in prison.
This is something that has never happened since Hogwarts was founded.