The Mightiest Wizard of Hogwarts

Finally, Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment in her hand and left with the Sorting Hat and the four-legged stool. However, the plates in front of the many young wizards were still empty.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up, opened his arms, and stared at the students in the audience.

"welcome!"

He said,

"Welcome to Hogwarts and welcome the new school year. So before starting the dinner, I would like to say a few words. Well, what I want to say is: idiot! Crying nose! Residue, screw it! Thank you!"

After saying that, he sat down, and many young wizards clapped and cheered, finally it was time to start eating.

Feeney noticed that the empty plates in front of them were now filled with food, roast beef, roast chicken, pork, lamb, sausages, bacon and steak. Of course, there were also some vegetarian dishes, boiled tomatoes, roasted sweet potatoes, potatoes.

Sticks, Yorkshire dices, pears, carrot jam, ketchup, and mint-flavored hard candies.

Even Finny, who grew up in fine clothes, had to admit that the food at Hogwarts was very good, and the house elves here could show that they were proficient in cooking.

After taking a few simple bites, Feeney looked at the little wizards of his age at the table and said coldly,

"I don't think any of you would be willing to share a dormitory with me, right?"

The faces of many young wizards showed a mixture of complex emotions of embarrassment, fear, and disgust.

When Feeney saw this, he understood in his heart. He put down the knife and fork in his hand, looked at the little wizards, and said slowly,

"If I remember correctly, Slytherin has an ancient and traditional ritual, a ritual that has long been abandoned by the other three houses."

A little wizard's eyes widened and he looked at Feeney in disbelief.

"You are talking about the prefect system. Do you want to be a prefect? ​​This is impossible!"

As if he was being strangled by the neck, he let out a sharp cry,

Not only him, the faces of other little wizards also became ugly,

Even the older Slytherin student looked at Finny with an ugly expression and said sternly,

"You Blacks don't deserve to be our Slytherin prefects!"

Feeney smiled disdainfully and asked,

"Why, do you think these little wizards will be my opponents? From the moment I knew about your pure-blood family's rejection and greed of my family, I have never stopped practicing magic."

The little wizard who spoke before looked very ugly and said,

"Then you can't be a prefect, you're not worthy!"

Feeney shrugged and looked at the little wizard,

"But, what can you do? Wizards of other ages are not allowed to participate in this ceremony. You only have the fate of being defeated by me, right? Accept your fate. You will all be with me in your next study and life at Hogwarts.

under the management of

After saying this, Feeney even sneered,

"To be honest, I'm looking forward to seeing how you will feel mentally and emotionally under the management of me, Blake, who is looked down upon and rejected by you."

When many young wizards heard this, their faces became more and more ugly, but they were powerless. There was no way to stop Fini from doing this.

Of course, some of them think that they will not lose to Feeney, but they just think that if they really lose, the consequences will be the situation they least want to see.

Although Slytherin's biggest characteristic is ambition, each of them can be said to be very smart, especially when weighing the pros and cons.

Adrian Pusey was different from the barking little wizard before. He looked at Feeney rationally.

"Now that you mention this, it should be clear that we will not allow you to become a first-year prefect no matter what. So, what do you want?"

Feeney smiled slightly and looked at Adrian,

"You are very smart, at least much smarter than him,"

Feeney pointed at the angry little wizard just now and continued,

"I can withdraw from the prefect selection, but I need the prefect's privileges, which is a single room, how about that?"

Adrian thought for a moment and said,

"Are you sure these are transferable?"

Feeney shrugged,

"Of course, the prefects are selected through a ceremony and cannot be transferred, but a single room is totally fine, right? How about, I can let the person you choose win, but the single room belongs to me."

Derian nodded,

"make a deal."

Feeney laughed.

In fact, the prefects of Hogwarts still have a lot of power. For example, they can deduct points from students who are not prefects, although not many at a time. They also have single baths, and Slytherin prefects also have a single dormitory.

, and, it is said, this single bedroom also has a single bathroom.

With power, there are naturally responsibilities, such as passing the password for the lounge, managing students in the same grade, etc. However, for Feeney, only the single dormitory can be seen.

After all, he was very aware of his situation in Slytherin. When he mentioned the matter of prefects just now, he also saw the reactions of other young wizards. If he shared a dormitory with them, he would be in trouble for the next seven years.

It's uncomfortable,

Don't say that children come and go quickly, and they can become friends in a few days. This is possible in the other three colleges, but in Slytherin, it is a joke.

Slytherin is a small society of pure-blood wizards. Even the relationships between first-year freshmen are determined by their family relationships.

Some people have been friends since they were born, and some people have to remember who is their mortal enemy before they are sensible.

This is Slytherin, a school where interests come first.

Soon after everyone finished their meal, the leftovers disappeared from the plate automatically, and the plate became as dazzling as it was at the beginning. After a while, dessert appeared.

When the desserts were finished, Professor Dumbledore stood up again, and the wizards became quiet again.

"Now that we have all eaten and drunk, I will say a few more words. First, let us welcome Professor Jonathan Reed, who will be in charge of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for grades one to seven, and then make a few opening announcements.

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"First-year freshmen should pay special attention: students are not allowed to enter the forbidden forest on campus,"

"Our caretaker, Mr. Filch, asked me to remind you that magic is not allowed in the corridors between classes."

"Finally, the review of Quidditch players will be carried out in the second week. Students who want to represent their college in the competition should register with Mrs. Hodge."

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

Dumbledore shouted loudly in the eyes of other professors, waving his wand at the same time,

A long golden ribbon floated out from the wand and rose high to the top of the table, snaking into words one by one.

"Everyone chooses the tone he likes. Now, get ready and sing!"