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“What? My mom and dad are Gryffindors too? Harry hesitated, his mind recalling Fang Caiyunye’s appearance of not paying attention to him at all, “Then… Then… Gryffindor is good. ”

The Sorting Hat shouted happily, “No problem, Gryffindor! ”

After Harry, the sorting ceremony was basically completed, and McGonagall knocked on the glass on the table again: “Please be quiet!” Next, the principal will say two words! ”

The students looked at Dumbledore together, and Dumbledore stood up, “What I want to say is… A sucker! Cry! Residue! Wring! ”

The students, especially the freshmen, all looked at each other, not knowing what the hell Dumbledore was talking about.

But it doesn’t matter, and then it’s a pleasant meal time.

“Hey, do you know what he meant?” Pansy subconsciously came over to Yunye and asked, since she was a child, Yunye was an image that knew everything in her eyes, and she knew almost everything.

“Forget it, don’t ask him, he definitely doesn’t know.” Bunil, who had just given up his seat to Yunye, laughed.

“Yes, we’re all used to hearing it, and Dumbledore said it a few years ago,” a senior across from him also said, “Oh… The dumb crying nose scrap screwed – who knows what crazy thing he said? ”

This statement was clearly echoed by the surrounding Slytherins, and everyone laughed together.

Only Pansy still looked at Yunye with conviction, and Yunye said slowly: “Of course – although he is a troublesome old fellow, he generally does not talk nonsense.” ”

Yunye’s words suddenly stopped the surrounding Slytherin laughter, and they all looked at Yunye, with exploration and disdain in their eyes, wanting to see what Yunye could say.

“Stupid, crying nose, scum, screw … These words, if translated into Latin and reorganized, result in a sentence that means ‘May Merlin bless you’. Yun Ye paused slightly before he spoke.

Listening to the Slytherin students around them, could it really be such a meaning? But no one knows Latin, and it is completely impossible to distinguish between real and fake.

Speaking of why, this first-year freshman seems to know more than our senior year!

When everyone looked over again, Yunye had gracefully raised his cup and looked at them with a smile: “So, Merlin still graduated from our Slytherin house, may Merlin bless us – that is, may Slytherin’s predecessors bless Slytherin with longevity!” ”

Yun Ye picked up the atmosphere again in three or two sentences, and suddenly all the tension disappeared, and the surrounding Slytherin students, regardless of their high or low grades, raised their cups to signal to Yun Ye like Yun Ye, shouting in unison.

“May the Slytherin seniors bless Slytherin with its longevity!”

“Slytherin! Focused! ”

Hearing that the Slytherin table broke out into cheers again, the students of the other three houses all looked over curiously, but they had no idea what the reason for the cheers was.

Most of them could only vaguely see that the focus of the cheers was undoubtedly the freshman who impressed everyone the most – Cloud Night!

Seeing this, Dumbledore also smiled slightly, waved his wand and shouted: “Next is the time to sing the school song, please sing it in your favorite tone!” ”

In Yunye’s opinion, this was simply a disaster worse than the song of the Sorting Hat, each student sang the same lyrics in a different tune, and in an instant, the entire hall seemed to become a chaotic hodgepodge.

So it was time for Cloud Night Amley Earbuds again, except that this time many Slytherin students accepted Cloud Night’s kindness.

After singing the school song, it was finally time to open the meal, and the elegant dining habits that Yunye had developed since childhood also made the surrounding students look sideways for a while, and they could gradually guess Yunye’s family status. Because this is the most standard aristocratic dining style, the natural noble temperament revealed can not be cultivated overnight.

After the meal, the students were led to the Slytherin common room led by a fifth-year male prefect, who met as Samuel of the Crouch family, and his grandfather was Barty Crouch, the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation and Exchange.

The crowd of students made their way to the basement where Slytherin belonged, when suddenly Samur stopped and stood in front of a wet wall.

“Protecting one’s life is the guiding principle, and unscrupulous means is the code of action.” Samur opened his mouth to read the password, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound on the wall, and a hidden stone door appeared.

After opening the stone door, Samur led the students into the Slytherin common room, a translucent common room at the bottom of the lake, with walls made of black Gothic marble and a crystal carved transparent semicircle on the ceiling, with sparkling lights overhead.

Even Yun Ye had to sigh when he saw this, sure enough, Slytherin was worthy of being an academy where local rich families gathered, and even the lounge was so luxuriously decorated, and the style was simply more than a notch higher than the rest of the academy’s lounges.

Looking up at night, he could see a chain of greenish lights on the ceiling, the color that represented Slytherin House, and a huge fireplace with an intricately carved mantelpiece, which was burning with a warm flame.

There were a few carved chairs next to the fireplace, but now there was only one person sitting on them, with short brown hair, and the man nodded to Samur, “Good work, Samur.” ”

Samur nodded indifferently: “Originally, the new students should have been brought in by you, Jobs.” ”

Yun Ye, who was watching some huge strange creatures through the window, almost spewed out when he heard this, and blinked his eyes to look at Jobs: “Lying groove Joe gang master? IT TURNS OUT THAT JOBS CAME FROM A MAGIC SCHOOL, NO WONDER HE INVENTED THE IPHONER…”

“What are you talking about?” Bunier, who was standing next to Cloud Night, whispered, “That’s Steve Jobs, the sixth year of Slytherin. ”

It’s really even the same name… Yunye twitched the corner of his mouth, but think that Apple’s Jobs is not young at this time, probably just a duplicate name.

Steve listened to Samur’s words and spread his hands: “No way, I still have to prepare for the election ceremony of the shadow prefect, so I asked you to help me pick up the new students.” ”

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