Unseal at Hogwarts

Tom was pulled into the auditorium by Harry.

Students rushed into the auditorium in twos and threes, and soon Professor McGonagall also led the freshmen in.

Tom sat on the long Slytherin table, looking at the team that was supposed to have his own figure, with a complicated heart.

Perhaps his gaze was too hot. In the short line of freshmen, a girl with long red hair suddenly turned her head, met Tom's eyes, and grinned at Tom.

Tom smiled weakly back.

The girl smiled even brighter and even gave Tom a cute wink.

Harry obviously caught the interaction between the girl and Tom, looking hesitantly at the girl and then at Tom.

"Hmph!" Malfoy next to him snorted heavily.

Tom was a little worried that he had spit out his nose bubbles, so he silently moved his chair a little further away from Malfoy.

Malfoy's face stiffened, but fortunately he didn't say anything else.

Tom has always found Malfoy a bit strange.

In first year, Malfoy always came to Harry to make his presence felt.

Because Harry and himself had always been vaguely ostracized by the Slytherins, the two often stayed together.

And Malfoy's move to increase his presence obviously got in front of him.

Tom thought that he actually wanted to establish a good relationship with Harry, but obviously, the aristocratic education did not teach Malfoy how to talk friendly with the common people. Every time he came, he seemed arrogant, and Harry was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Due to various reasons, Tom had to step in to mediate, using the most flattering words to leave Malfoy speechless.

Seeing how Malfoy was obviously disgusting but refused to believe in evil, and was defeated and defeated again and again, Tom couldn't help but shed a handful of bitter tears for Malfoy.

I don't know if Malfoy and Harry have had a good relationship in the past three years.

Sorting began soon.

At Professor McGonagall's urging, the freshmen moved forward one by one and were sorted into different houses.

"Mia Campbell!"

A very cold-looking girl with short black hair and two slender braids hanging from her chest stepped forward.

Tom had the illusion that at the moment the girl's sight was obscured by the Sorting Hat, the girl's gaze swept across him.

"Gryffindor!" Not long after, the Sorting Hat shouted out the result.

The Gryffindor table burst into warm applause.

The girl calmly took off the sorting hat and walked towards the Gryffindor table with cat-like steps.

Before sitting down, the girl looked at the Slytherin table again, her eyes locked on Tom coldly.

It's not an illusion this time.

Tom is sure.

"Hmph!" Malfoy snorted again.

"It's really baffling." Harry pushed Tom, "Why is this Malfoy targeting you so much today."

Tom spread his hands and said that he didn't know either.

——Now he can see that Malfoy still failed to conquer Harry.

The ranks of freshmen are gradually shortening.

"Natalia Bova!"

It's the red-haired girl's turn.

"He's not a Weasley, hehe, he's also a Muggle wizard." Malfoy said coolly.

"Have Muggle wizards offended you, Malfoy?" Harry asked with a sneer.

"Slytherin!" the Sorting Hat quickly came to a conclusion.

"Another one... Since when did Slytherin let Muggle wizards come in at will?" Malfoy was obviously dissatisfied.

Next to him, Pansy Parkinson glanced sideways at Tom and curled her lips.

Across the long table, Blaise Zabini looked like he was watching a good show.

Others remained silent.

Natalia Bova came to the Slytherin table in this silence.

Tom watched her sit down comfortably on an empty seat at the end of the long table. She didn't seem to care about the Slytherins' indifference to her. She even smiled brightly at Tom when he looked over.

Tom stiffly raised the corners of his mouth and turned away.

Malfoy next to him snorted again.

The sorting ceremony ended quickly, and Tom's name was not on the list of new students.

Tom sighed inwardly and looked towards Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall was putting away the sorting hat and didn't notice Tom's gaze.

On the contrary, it was Dumbledore at the teachers' table who raised his glass to Tom from a distance.

It seems to be okay.

Tom thought.

The dinner was very sumptuous, and Tom was satisfied with it.

If you ignore Natalia Bova's passionate gaze on him and Malfoy's occasional eccentricity, this dinner can be said to be perfect.

"Okay," Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became quiet. "Now that we have eaten and drank enough, I would like to remind everyone again that I have some announcements to make."

The sound of strong winds could be heard outside the auditorium, and the heavy rain pounded on the windows.

"Mr. Filch, the administrator, would like me to tell you that this year, several more items are prohibited in the castle, including the Screaming Yo-Yo, the Wolf Fang Flying Saucer and the Combo Boomerang. The total list is about four hundred and thirty-seven.

Item, can be seen in Mr. Filch's office."

Tom noticed that when he said this, the corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times.

"As before, students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, and in Hogsmeade, students below the third grade are not allowed to visit."

"At the same time, I would like to regret to inform you that we will not hold the College Cup Quidditch Tournament this year."

The auditorium suddenly became noisy.

"What?" Harry opened his mouth in disbelief.

Tom knew that Harry joined Slytherin's Quidditch team with Malfoy in the second grade - it could be seen from Harry's performance in the first grade that Harry really liked Quidditch.

strange.

According to Harry's comments on the train, Malfoy also seems to like Quidditch.

But after hearing the news, Malfoy just looked at Harry triumphantly.

The entire Slytherin table, except for Harry, Tom, and Natalia Bova, who kept looking at Tom with her chin propped up, everyone else seemed very calm, as if they had known the news for a long time.

It was different in other colleges. They were all chirping and chattering, and some were stunned and speechless in surprise.

At this time, the door of the auditorium opened with a "bump", attracting everyone's attention.

A man wrapped in a black traveling cloak and holding a long cane stood at the gate.

He took off his hood, shook out his long gray hair, and walked towards the staff table.

His appearance was so unexpected that everyone's eyes couldn't help but be glued to him.

"Kick, kick," the man limped, and with every step he took, a hollow voice echoed in the silent auditorium.

Tom took a quick glance at the man's feet and surmised that he had been amputated and had a wooden prosthesis on one leg.

A bolt of lightning flashed across, and the auditorium lit up for a moment.

Harry hissed.