One, two, three.

In the blink of an eye, Travis had finished three pieces of steak, and the people around him were stunned.

What surprised them was not how much Travis ate or how quickly Travis ate, but how Travis ate.

It's very elegant and doesn't feel barbaric at all, but the speed is so fast that if it weren't for the fact that the steak was placed in the middle of the table and Travis had to stand up to get it on his plate, there would be no one at all. Noticed that Travis had finished off piece after piece.

"Look how delicious you eat."

said the ghost sitting at the Gryffindor table.

"This is the most basic respect for chefs, provided they also respect me in terms of the taste of food."

Travis said as he put down his knife and fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

In a short while, he had finished another piece of steak, and this time he was really full.

"Would you like some?"

Travis asked, picking up a glass of orange juice.

The ghost shook his head: "I haven't eaten in 500 years. I don't need to eat, but I still miss their taste. If I could eat, it would taste better than what you eat."

"I'm rude, Sir Nicholas." Travis apologized.

"Oh you know me" Sir Nicholas asked in surprise.

"Yes, I bought a lot of books at Flourish and Blotts, and your information was mentioned in a book about the importance of wands to wizards."

Nicholas sighed a little: "It seems that I am being used as a negative example."

"It shouldn't count. After all, you didn't intentionally throw away your wand and voluntarily fight hand to hand."

After hearing this, Sir Nicholas' expression softened a lot, but it was not much better. He nodded to Travis and drifted away without saying a word.

It was probably because he was reminded of his own death experience, which was not a happy memory.

"Travis, do you know what happened to Sir Nicholas during his lifetime? How he died was related to losing his wand?"

The question was asked by Percy, who seemed interested in the life of Sir Nicholas.

No, it’s not just him, other senior students are also looking at Travis curiously.

"I know." Travis took a sip of orange juice: "But I won't say it. After all, this belongs to Sir Nicholas's personal privacy. Although it has been written down in the book, if you want to know, you can go directly to the book to find it. There are probably not many wand-related books available at Flourish and Blotts."

Percy was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded in understanding.

This time, he was indeed abrupt.

Keep eating, keep chatting, not everyone eats as fast as Travis.

Many freshmen began to talk about their parents. Travis listened quietly without saying a word. Even if others asked about it, he would just mention it. It was really what his parents did that made him unable to say anything.

Robbing Gringotts and escaping from prison are two things that normal people can do.

If you do it, it will be done. The problem is that it is not completed.

Fortunately, most people focused on Harry, the big star in the wizarding world, which saved Travis a lot of embarrassment.

When all the students had almost finished eating, the food on the long table disappeared out of thin air along with the cutlery. Everyone, even the freshmen, knew that the dinner was about to end.

The auditorium fell silent again, and Headmaster Dumbledore once again stood up from his big golden chair.

If he hadn't studied the tableware, Travis would have taken it for granted that Dumbledore's golden chair was made of gold-plated or sand gold. However, after studying the tableware and gaining a better understanding of Hogwarts' financial resources, Travis I can't help but wonder if Dumbledore's golden chair is actually pure gold.

If you have the chance, be sure to research it

"I think now that everyone has eaten and drank enough, I want to say a few more words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I want to put forward a few things to pay attention to."

"Attention first-year students, no students are allowed to enter the forested area on the school grounds. Some of our senior students must also keep this in mind."

As he said that, Dumbledore's eyes swept over the new students and finally paused on the Weasley twins.

The two of them responded with innocent smiles, looking so well-behaved and harmless.

"Besides, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to use magic in the hallway between classes."

Dumbledore gestured towards a scruffy-looking man with a precarious head on his head at the door of the auditorium. All the freshmen also looked at Filch and firmly remembered his appearance.

I can't even remember it, it's so unique.

"The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Students who are interested in participating in the college team should contact Ms. Huo Qi, except for freshmen."

Many freshmen who were originally excited suddenly became depressed.

"Finally, I have to tell everyone that those who don't want to suffer an accident or a painful death, please don't enter the corridor on the right on the fourth floor."

Harry laughed out loud immediately, and Travis also smiled slightly, but the point of their laughter may be a little different. Travis heard Harry asking Percy if Dumbledore was joking, and he got The answer is: no

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

Dumbledore's voice was suddenly loud and full of pleasure, in stark contrast to the other professors whose faces were frozen.

But Principal Dumbledore clearly had no intention of accommodating other professors. He waved his wand, and dozens of different pieces of music flew to all the teachers and students like golden ribbons.

"Everyone chooses his or her own tune"

Travis hurriedly picked out the song attentively, but he couldn't find the song called the Internationale that he wanted, so Travis had to pick a song at random and deal with the problem.

"preparation"

Dumbledore stretched his hands forward and used his wand as a baton to signal all teachers and students.

"Sing"

Following Dumbledore's order, all teachers and students sang at the same time:

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts,

Please teach us knowledge,

Whether we are bald old people

Or a child with a broken knee,

Our minds can accept

some fun stuff.

Because now our brains are empty, full of air,

dead flies and trifles,

teach us some valuable knowledge,

Give us back what we have forgotten,

You just do your best and leave the rest to us,

We will study hard until it turns into dung.

Dozens of different tunes sounded at the same time. They sang the same content, but the beats and stanzas were all different.

How could that scene be so messed up?

In the conscience of heaven and earth, this chapter is really not about water. After reading the content of the previous chapter, you must have figured out that the number of words in my water is upright and shameless.

There are some classic passages in the original work that I don’t want to mention at once, and it’s not convenient to mention them at once, as it will affect the subsequent content.

The early stage is a transition. From this chapter onwards, the number of classic scenes in the original work will be greatly reduced, and the number will become even less as the chapters go on.

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