HP Tom Riddle

When the red leather train stopped, it was already dark, and it was better than last year because it didn't rain this year.

After I said goodbye to the little black boy, I was ready to overcome my fear of heights and ride in the carriage with Riddle. Not afraid.After ridiculing me, Riddle re-reinforced the carriage.

"Do you think he's going to be a Ravenclaw?" I asked Riddle.

"Don't you have an answer?"

"I think he might be a Ravenclaw or a Slytherin," I said. "Is the Sorting Hat really that bad?"

"If you want to hear, I won't cover your ears for you."

"Forget it then, cover it for me, I don't want to hear it."

The luggage was put in the car and the house elves took it to the dormitory. We just got off the carriage and sat in the auditorium to wait for the freshmen to come in and prepare for the sorting.

As soon as I walked into the auditorium, Senior Sister Blake waved to me: "Elena, this way."

I glanced at Riddle, and walked to the seat reserved for me by Senior Sister Black.

"The prefect is Greengrass." She said, "Malfoy will not be convinced, you try to avoid contact with half-bloods, and Greenglass, this year's Slytherin will not be safe, understand?" She said mixed-race Then he deliberately looked in Riddle's direction.

"Ok."

"You must follow my words carefully this time. This is not an indifferent warning, understand?" Senior Sister Black said meaningfully: "You don't want to know the consequences of failing to stand in Slytherin. You can choose nothing , but you have to think clearly which side is going to win, Greenglass has no chance of winning no matter which side you look at."

"Thank you."

The freshmen came in one after another. I saw some timid ones seemed to be frightened by some unscrupulous seniors on the train. They covered their eyes and walked in. As a result, they didn’t see any trolls, fire dragons, or slugs. A tattered Sorting Hat sits on Professor Bullidow's cup-transformed chair.

Senior Sister Blake hurriedly gave me and herself a "shut ear plugs and listen", the hat opened its mouth and sang like it did at this time in the past, seeing some of the freshmen who didn't have any protective measures Covering my ears unbearably, I laughed unkindly.I kind of understand the feelings of the seniors and sisters who were sitting here at the time. Seeing a group of little radish heads walking in with expressions of awe and panic is really the best appetizer for the school opening banquet every year.

"According to the usual practice, you have to be ready to take the new students to class." After the Sorting Hat sang its song, Senior Black said to me, "but I think you still don't know much about stairs. rules."

"Do they still have rules?!" I exaggerated deliberately, "They are even more mischievous than Peeves!"

"That's because you're a Slytherin. The bloody ghost that Peeves fears the most, Barrow, is in our college. Under normal circumstances, he would ignore us." Senior Black said, "The stairs are regular. Well, it likes to turn to the left on Monday, and you will find out if you observe it for a few more weeks—it’s better to arrange for you to take them to the cellar.” After finishing speaking, Senior Black asked Senior Les Lantage, “How many times have they come in now? A Slytherin?"

"Five." Senior Les Lantage replied, "The illegitimate daughter also came in."

Senior Black frowned: "Leave her alone, since she dares to choose this place, I'm not a stingy person."

I looked curiously at the freshmen. Fortunately, there is only one girl sitting there. This is a very beautiful girl, and there is no other girl with that golden hair in Hogwarts.

"You're already starting to trip her up." Senior Les Lantage said with a smile, "You also said that you're not a cheapskate."

"Are you in control? It's good that I didn't target her. I don't even bother to pay a little attention to her who is an idiot who doesn't know her identity." Sister Black retorted, "Be careful not to After falling into her trap, I can’t see anything in my mind except my face, I’m really afraid that you will be buried in the hole you dug and you won’t be able to crawl out.”

The author has something to say: If you have changed a bug and you haven't found it, then I won't say it. (#^.^#)