After the division, the white-bearded principal, Professor Dumbledore, smiled amiably and gave a brief opening speech.

His eyes under his half-moon glasses narrowed slyly, and with a snap of his fingers, he summoned a feast.

Every long table was instantly filled with appetizing food, and the little wizards couldn't wait to let go of their hands and feet, intending to eat to their heart's content.

Only the Slytherin Long Table was slightly more restrained. Even if they didn't fall behind the others in eating speed, they didn't forget to make sure that they didn't lose their composure while eating.

Xiu even vaguely heard a few senior Slytherin seniors not busy enjoying the food, but rather pointing and laughing at the little wizards who had just entered the school.

They really aren't cute, Xiu thought as he tried to swallow the food in his mouth.

After everyone had a good meal, the freshmen were led to the dormitory by the seniors.

They didn't know what the other academies were like, but on Slytherin's side, the seniors used a responsible but not enthusiastic and slightly cold tone to introduce the academy's culture, traditions, taboos, and so on.

It wasn't very detailed, but not many people listened carefully.

In recent years, although Slytherin, which had always boasted of being proud of its pureblood, had also opened its doors to non-pureblood students, but most of them had parents or parents who had studied at Slytherin Academy, so they didn't feel that it was too strange.

On the contrary, there was a sense of destiny, which made them easily smile when they heard these cold introductions.

Although Xiu didn't believe in fate, he also knew that even for a newborn, some things were more or less predestined and couldn't be changed. If he wanted to change it, he would have to pay a bloody and painful price.

After talking for a while, they finally arrived at their destination. Slytherin's dormitory was built in a deep water cellar, and even in the hot summer, the heating was never interrupted.

Perhaps it was because Slytherin's symbol was a snake, and snakes always liked the shade?

Xiu didn't know what other people thought, but this was simply not the way to go.

The cellar was like a very old small aquarium, and the occasional sound of water and bubbles made it seem even quieter.

Leather sofas of various sizes were spread out from the center of the room. Thick hand-woven silver and green tapestries were hung on the walls, and various books were not neatly arranged on the bookshelves against the walls.

Walking through the corridor, which was decorated with portraits of Slytherin deans, the first thing he saw was a large carved pear wood table placed near the door. It was the only warm color other than the firework in the fireplace.

The most striking contrast was the light green rose quietly placed in the glass vase on the table.

His uncle, who had also graduated from Slytherin, had once described the cellar to Xiu. It slowly came to life from a small drawing paper. It did not know how to flatter, nor did it know how to please. It straightened its neck as if to say, "Like it or not, I'm just like this. I won't change."

It seemed that his uncle was not always talking nonsense. Occasionally, there would be one or two words of truth. Xiu began to believe in his uncle again.

The freshmen were still looking around the cellar curiously. The prefect, who had been secretly casting the Time Curse, was already impatiently handing out the timetable and dormitory arrangements to them.

"Don't think too much about it, little ones.

All the courses for the first years are the same.

I swear on the excellent concept of time in the blood of Slytherin people. I believe that you will all remember the timetable clearly. If any of you are late for class and lose face for the academy, I think I will be very happy to remember his name. There is no reason for that. "

The coldness frightened the freshmen. In the end, he talked about the rules and regulations of the school. The hundreds of school rules were not like before. Instead, he said clearly, "Smart people will never violate the school rules."

Finally completing his mission, the ice- cold prefect impatiently walked out. Midway, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped. He straightened his face and said, "The last sentence, Sir Dean is busy. Please understand and don't disturb him."

After saying this, the lounge was inexplicably quiet for a few seconds. It was only when the prefect finally disappeared from everyone's sight that the first year snakes breathed a sigh of relief. They let the tension of being suppressed by someone dissipate with the wind.

Xiu and Draco looked at each other. Facing a group of unfamiliar classmates, the two of them, who had some friendship before, naturally gathered together.

They sat down on a sofa against the wall.

Xiu casually matched the timetable in their hands. Sure enough, the timetable in their hands was exactly the same. Draco raised his eyebrows. "It's an old timetable that hasn't changed for many years."

Xiu raised his head and saw Draco nestled on the sofa, looking at him with bright eyes. He was lazy and casual as if he was in his own living room.

"I say, Xiu, you just saw the dormitory list, right?"

Compared to the multiple rooms of the other academies, Slytherin generously gave each student a single room.

Perhaps it was because Xiu and Draco's names were next to each other on the list, and they were consecutively assigned to Slytherin, so the two's dormitories were separated by a wall. It could be considered fate.

Thinking back to the list just now, the dormitories next to Xiu's were Draco and a new student surnamed Nord.

He nodded and unconsciously yawned.

Yes, after running around for a day, driving a car and going to the dormitory, he was tired.

Draco seemed to be in good spirits, but Xiu was a little tired. He simply said good night and went back to his dormitory to rest.

Seeing that Xiu had left, there was no one in the lounge who could talk to him. Draco simply sat up from the sofa and chased after him.

After breakfast, the two parted ways in front of their respective dormitories. Alpha Ursae pushed open the door and saw the school uniform, matching scarves, gloves, ties, badges and other small things neatly placed on the chair.

Just like the color of a tapestry, Slytherin's main color was silver and green, so White Dumpling Celie sleeping on a silver and green scarf was even more conspicuous.

Fortunately, it was September now, so there was no need to wear a scarf. Let White Dumpling sleep peacefully. Today, she was almost knocked into the lake by someone, and she was still throwing a tantrum before she was assigned to the dormitory.

She raised her eyes slightly. The dormitory was not big, but fortunately, it was fully functional and had all the necessary furniture.

She threw herself on the soft high bed and looked at the tender green curtains. Her consciousness gradually blurred. After lying down for a while, she reluctantly went to wash up and get ready to sleep.

Speaking of Hogwarts, there was no such thing as electricity. The only thing that supported people's lives was magic. Xiu, who was familiar with all kinds of technology in the Muggle world, ridiculed it for being backward.

Xiu put the dragon bone candle on the bedside table and let it stay bright all night. His last thought before falling asleep was, "Since the dormitory is in the cellar, there is no balcony?"

Due to the regular work and rest schedule, although the quality of rest was not as good as at home, Xiu had several strange dreams. When the sun rose, Xiu got up on time for his morning exercise.

He opened the curtains and saw a large expanse of clear green water. He guessed that today might be a good day?

After preparing delicious food and water for Celie, Xiu casually glanced at the scarf and did not see White Dumpling. He did not know where it went.

What he did not expect was that after returning from his morning exercise, he would see Draco stroking a cat in Slytherin's Rest. There was still a while before the breakfast appointment.

He also knew the cat being stroked. It was the White Dumpling, Celie, who had a temper when she woke up and loved to be cold and indifferent.

Why was she so obedient in Draco's hands?

Xiu raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was 6: 20 in the morning.

Xiu raised his eyebrows. The legendary playboy also had the habit of waking up early?

Wasn't this young master the famous The Great Demon?

Even he, a child from a "peripheral family", had more or less heard of the deeds of The Great Demon.

Seeing Xiu's every move, Draco lowered his eyebrows and continued stroking the cat, but the words he said were not as offensive as they seemed. "Good morning, Xiu.

Maybe when you learn the time display spell that even a five-year-old child can do, you won't have to wear that stupid watch anymore. "

This sarcastic tone really deserved a beating. However, Xiu felt that he could not afford to provoke this difficult master. Even if he could not provoke him, could he not avoid him?

Xiu pretended not to hear, "Good morning, kind Draco."

Then, the other side did not even raise his head and ridiculed him even more. "Instead of foolishly standing there and saying good morning, let me assume that you want to go back to take a bath. I can smell the sweat on your body from so far away."

Hey, I have a bad temper!

Xiu immediately … immediately went back to take a bath with his tail between his legs.

When Xiu neatly dressed and came out, Draco was still in the same position.

Even when he saw Xiu, he immediately complained, "Oh, Merlin!

You don't know that when I went back to the dormitory yesterday, I found several cat hairs on my robe. Celie's hair!

Silver white!

I must have embarrassed myself yesterday! "

Celie seemed to have heard her name. She drilled out of Draco's arms and rubbed her head against his hand. Xiu's mood was complicated when he saw her cute and lovable appearance.

In his heart, he ridiculed, "If you dislike cat hair, then don't rub it with your hands. Weren't you the one who had a good time rubbing it?

I say, White Dumpling is obsessed with looks, right?

When you see good-looking people, you can't control yourself. Why didn't you notice it before? "

He rubbed White Dumpling's head and ignored Draco's complaints.

"Ha, do you want to have breakfast together?"

The cat stroking teenager snorted and handed the clingy White Dumpling to Xiu. He got up and tidied up his clothes. The two went to the auditorium to have breakfast together.

There were not many people walking on the campus. The birds' chirping and the fragrance of flowers made the ancient thousand-year-old school lively. Even the moss on the side had dew hanging on it, making it look fresh and refined.

When they arrived at the auditorium, it was still early. There was only a smiling boy with gold-rimmed glasses eating blueberry pudding at the Slytherin Long Table. When he saw the two sitting down, he nodded to greet them.

Xiu could not remember what his name was. He only vaguely remembered that his surname was Nord.

Xiu had a little impression of him when they were in the dormitory yesterday.

After all, among all the Slytherin freshmen, he was the only one who had a smile on his face from beginning to end.

Maybe he was an interesting person.

Now that his face matched his surname, there was no doubt that the Mr. Nord in the dormitory next to his was him.

It seemed that there would be no lack of opportunities to meet him in the future.

Because they were not familiar with each other, they did not say anything. They just nodded back as a greeting.

After Xiu and Draco finished their breakfast, it was still early before the first class. The two did not say a word. Instead, they took out books from their backpacks to study.