Ravenclaw's Feast

As Dumbledore sat down, a large amount of food appeared on the table.

"Is he... a little crazy?" a girl asked, looking at William.

The girl's name is Lisa Turpin, and she is this year's young Ravenclaw wizard.

"Crazy and eccentric?" William laughed. "Professor Dumbledore never hid his eccentricities!"

I have to say, he should have been sorted into Ravenclaw, not Gryffindor!

Everyone burst into laughter, and many Ravenclaw students agreed.

"What did the principal mean just now?" Lisa asked curiously.

William waved his wand gently, and a row of golden characters appeared in mid-air.

Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

"Idiot, fatso, trash, weirdo!"

These four words represent the mindset of Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff in how they view others.

We Ravenclaw wizards generally consider ourselves the smartest, and students from other houses to be idiots.

The term "fat boy" refers to the fact that Gryffindor students are generally brave and athletic, and tend to perceive others as overweight and lacking in physical activity.

Slytherin are Pure-blood and uphold Pure-blood; they believe that Muggle-born wizard are worthless trash.

Hufflepuff students are always focused on their work and are honest; they think students from the other three houses are all conflicted.

After William explained, everyone seemed to be deep in thought, and many students from other colleges also looked over.

William smiled; Dumbledore always liked to make dark jokes.

He waved his wand again, and the golden lettering shattered, turning into a beautiful little firework that scattered above the Ravenclaw dining table, disappearing completely before it even touched the surface.

The Ravenclaw students all applauded.

Lavender Brown, sitting next to Percy, pointed at William and asked, "Prefect, can everyone be like him?"

"Oh," Percy said awkwardly, "I think... with more training, maybe..."

"Let's not compare ourselves to Ravenclaw's genius," Nearly Headless Nicolas.

He was performing, grabbing his left ear and pulling it down. His head wobbled and slid off his neck, resting on his shoulder, as if it were hinged together.

"Why do you say that?" Seamus Finnigan asked, puzzled.

Nicolas gently flicked his head back onto his neck, cleared his throat, and said, "William is a genius. The last time I saw such a brilliant student was when Dumbledore was young."

Last year, the points he added to Ravenclaw House's score were several times more than our final total score.

To the Gryffindor students, I hope you can score a lot of points and help us win the House Cup this year, okay? Don't make a fool of yourselves like last year.

Gryffindor hasn't won the House Cup in a long time!

Hermione glanced at William, who was talking to Lisa at the Ravenclaw table, clenched her fist, and made a firm decision. "I will definitely help Gryffindor win the championship, just you wait!"

Everyone enjoyed the meal very much, and at the end of the dinner, Professor Dumbledore stood up. The dining room returned to silence.

"Oh, now that everyone has eaten and drunk their fill, I'd like to say a few more words."

First, let's welcome our new Defence Against Dark Magic teacher— Professor Quirrell!

There was only sparse applause. Compared to Tywin last year, Quirrell was far inferior to Snape in appearance, demeanor, and even attire.

There's no harm in comparison!

Dumbledore didn't seem to care and continued cheerfully, "At the start of the term, I have a few things to say to everyone."

First-year students, please note: Students are strictly prohibited from entering the Forbidden Forest. Some of our older students should also remember this.

Dumbledore's bright eyes swept over Weasley and William.

"Furthermore, Mr. Filch, the administrator, also asked me to remind everyone not to cast spells in the hallways during breaks."

"Quidditch player selections will be held in the second week of this semester. Students interested in joining the college team should contact Madam Hooch."

"Finally, I must tell everyone that anyone who does not wish to encounter an accident and die a painful death should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

William and Cho exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat puzzled.

Dumbledore usually gives a direct reason for not allowing people to go to certain places, such as the Forbidden Forest... It is home to many dangerous Magical Creatures, and Professor Robert was wandering there two years ago and eventually died there.

Dumbledore's silence about the reason was clearly a deliberate reminder to the energetic young wizard that he could venture to the fourth floor at night.

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!"

Dumbledore overjoyed; this was almost his favorite event of the year.

The smiles of all the teachers seemed to freeze, especially Professor McGonagall's.

At that moment, Professor Flitwick quietly appeared at Ravenclaw's desk.

He floated up, holding his wand, like a conductor.

Dumbledore clearly noticed this as well. He smiled, paused slightly, and waited for Ravenclaw House to finish.

William waved his wand, transforming the enormous long table into a large piano.

Many other older students were using magic wands to Transfiguration the cups, creating various musical instruments.

All the Ravenclaw students stood up.

The beautiful senior and Prefect Penelope Clearwater, sat down at the piano, tested the notes a few times, nodded to William, and looked satisfied.

Several witches, each holding Muggle or wizard's instrument, sat on either side of Penelope.

Tonight, Professor Flitwick will conduct, Penelope will play the piano, six witches will accompany, and a choir of several hundred people will perform the Hogwarts school song.

Grey Lady, the ghost of Ravenclaw, slowly emerged from the ground.

She is the lead singer.

William proposed this concert before the summer vacation.

In his first year, he felt that the Hogwarts school song was too chaotic. The charm of music lies in conveying emotions, and only emotions that are united can touch people's hearts.

A chaotic school song is destined to be forgotten.

Professor Flitwick readily agreed, and he even suggested that William invite Grey Lady to perform.

William had to ask her many times before she finally agreed to perform, and the music was provided by Grey Lady herself.

As Dumbledore announced the start, Hogwarts was instantly illuminated as if it were daytime.

Throughout the entire castle, no matter where you are, you can hear this grand music and the neat school song.

Students from other colleges were witnessing such a grand spectacle for the first time, and they were all speechless with shock.

Bloody Baron stood in a corner of the castle, staring intently at Grey Lady, listening to the beautiful singing, speechless for a long time.

This was the first and only time that Ravenclaw sang the Hogwarts school song, because the others were simply not good enough.

The twin brothers didn't even sing the "Funeral March" before going to the Ravenclaw dining table to be an audience member.

This isn't a Hogwarts dinner, it's Ravenclaw dinner!

When the music ended, thunderous applause erupted.

Dumbledore smiled at Professor McGonagall and said, "William, he always has something new to tell me."

The implied meaning is self-evident.

Hogwarts is a school divided into four houses, which are in competition with each other; otherwise, what would be the point of the House Cup?

When a college's overall character is completely transformed, far surpassing that of the other colleges, the contrast becomes immediately apparent.

In order not to lose to Ravenclaw, the other houses must also come up with some tricks next year, otherwise they will be completely crushed until William graduates.

That's a full seven years.

Similarly, Ravenclaw's grand school song is destined to be remembered at Hogwarts for many years to come.

Even as these students grow old... people will continue to talk about it.

(Eighth update, that's all for today. You've drained me dry.)

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By the way, Dumbledore's line doesn't have a proper Latin pronunciation; it's simply "May Merlin bless you." This is a fan fiction setting, and the words don't form the sentence. Rowling never said it that way.

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