Harry Potter's Dharma

"Unfortunately, I was hoping that he would come to Griffindor," McGonagall said softly.

McGonagall said in a low voice. In the past month, she had developed a good impression of Zheng Fan, a student who was thirsty for knowledge.

Professor Flitwick smacked his lips. "He should come to Ravenclaw instead. He must've gotten rid of the Sorting Hat just now, so he was assigned to Slytherin as revenge."

Snape looked at him indifferently. "Professor Flitwick, from what you're saying, it seems that being assigned to Slytherin is a regrettable thing."

"Uh, sorry, I didn't mean that."

Flitwick awkwardly changed his words. As an old Ravenclaw member, he definitely didn't like Slytherin, who had a strong agenda. However, what he thought was one thing, and what he said was another.

"I'm actually more interested in how the Sorting Hat feels right now."

Dumbledore chuckled. Hearing this, the other professors also looked amused. Poor Sorting Hat. They didn't know how he had offended Zheng Fan, but he had gotten rid of him in front of the whole school.

It seemed that he wouldn't be able to be arrogant for the next year.

After Zheng Fan, the others also completed the Sorting Ceremony. Among them, Harry Potter was undoubtedly assigned to Griffindor. This caused the students under the red-and-gold banner to cheer. The scene was much more lively than when Zheng Fan had joined Slytherin.

A student on the other side of Zheng Fan came over with a smile. "Don't be fooled by how enthusiastic those Griffindors are right now. If anything happens to Mr. Potter, his' good friends' will definitely disperse in a hubbub. They might even trample on him. These hypocrites have long been exposed, yet they still think that they're good people. Isn't it ridiculous?"

Zheng Fan raised his eyebrows and looked over.

This was a golden-haired young man. He was tall and skinny, with long fingers and prominent knuckles. He looked capable and experienced. He was slightly older than Zheng Fan, and there was a faint smile on his face. This was the appearance of a noble student.

"Is it okay if you don't show hostility to me like those people just now?

Be careful of being isolated by others. "

The young man grinned. "I'm not stupid. Why would I give up on a friend who's obviously going to become strong and hang out with those kids?

I'm Billy, a fourth-year student. "

"Ha, you're interesting." Zheng Fan rubbed his chin. "Don't tell me your surname is Herrington?"

"Hmm?

No, it's not. My surname is Philip. "

Billy was surprised. He didn't know why Zheng Fan would ask such a question. He tried to recall that there wasn't a big family like the Harrington family in Europe, at least not in the wizarding world. There was a fairy family in the forests of America, but it had nothing to do with him.

Zheng Fan smiled and shook his head. He was just joking. "My name is Zheng Fan. I'm from the Celestial Empire. Oh right, the first part is my surname, and the last part is my name. We have different customs from you."

"Oh, oh, I know that. But you're really from the Celestial Empire. I thought you guys wouldn't easily come to a foreign magic academy to study …" Billy was quite talkative, and his attitude was different from the other students. Zheng Fan didn't talk too much with him. It was taboo to talk too much with a shallow acquaintance.

After the school assignment, Dumbledore stood up and began his speech. After his speech, dishes of delicious food appeared on the table.

Zheng Fan smacked his lips as he looked at the dishes. They looked delicious, but it was late at night. If it were him, he would rather have a bowl of noodles or something like that.

The dinner ended quickly. Under the guidance of the prefects, the students walked back to their respective academies. Hermione followed Ravenclaw, while Zheng Fan leisurely followed Slytherin's group.

The common room of Slytherin Academy was underground. The prefect was a sixth-year student from a magic family in the south. He shouted, "This is the entrance to Slytherin's dormitory!

The password changes every two weeks!

When the time comes, please remember the new password! "

Under the guidance of the prefect, everyone passed through the entrance and walked into Slytherin's common room.

This was a translucent room at the bottom of a lake. The walls were made of black gothic marble, and the ceiling was a transparent semicircle carved out of crystal. You could see the sparkling waves above your head.

A green lamp was chained to the ceiling.

There was a large fireplace in the room with an exquisitely carved mantelpiece. There were some carved chairs beside it.

Zheng Fan looked up and saw a large fish swimming across the ceiling. This kind of room was definitely a form of torture for someone who had a phobia of the deep sea.

Just as Zheng Fan was looking at the scenery at the bottom of the lake, a few figures stood beside him.

"Hey, freshmen, stand over here."

The one who spoke was the first student who spoke to him at the dining table. Hearing his words, a few students around him stepped back. They did not want to get into trouble.

There was another freshmen standing beside Zheng Fan. He had platinum hair and a thin body. It was Draco Malfoy. Seeing the seniors walking over, he frowned slightly, but still chose to step aside.

Zheng Fan turned his head and looked over.

As expected, the other party did not come alone. Instead, he brought along a few people who were probably his friends.

"You know what?"

Zheng Fan suddenly said, "In TV dramas, a standard minor character like you usually doesn't last more than three episodes."

"What?"

Draco was stunned. Although he did not understand Zheng Fan's words, he knew that Zheng Fan's words were not good.

His expression suddenly turned ugly.

"Very well, it seems like you intend to have a taste of my, Jamie Moore's, prowess on your first day of school. I couldn't do anything to you in the cafeteria, but now, no professor can protect you!"

As he spoke, he pulled out his magic wand and was about to cast a spell on Zheng Fan.

"You're annoying enough."

Zheng Fan opened his right hand and made a pulling motion. The next second, the student was shocked to find that the magic wand actually broke free from his hand!

Even if he held on with all his might, he would not be able to control it!

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Everyone stop!!"

Snape, dressed in a black robe, walked into the room with a livid expression.

He looked at Zheng Fan.

"Zheng Fan, come with me for a moment."

Under the gazes of all the Slytherin students, Zheng Fan smiled at Jamie Moore.

"You're from an aristocratic family, right? If you really can't beat me, you can invite your family. I'm the type who doesn't refuse anyone. Good luck!"

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