HP Princess bravely enters Hogwarts

After the banquet, Professor Dumbledore suggested singing the Hogwarts school song in a different tune. When the Weasley twins heard Professor Dumbledore's suggestion, they immediately started their performance with a sly smile.

Fred and George looked at each other in understanding, then sang the Hogwarts school song to the tune of a funeral march with a serious expression.

The sharp contrast between the solemn melody and the cheerful lyrics made everyone present couldn't help laughing and immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Fred and George's performance caused laughter among the whole room, and the banquet officially came to an end in this joyful atmosphere.

Led by the Slytherin prefect, the freshmen walked towards the Slytherin common room in the cellar.

Along the way, they happily discussed Fred and George's performance and laughed a lot.

Draco walked at the end of the group, his hand tightly holding Cygnus's.

In the night, the stairs leading to the cellar seemed particularly dark. Draco couldn't help swallowing, and a nervous feeling lingered in his heart.

"Sister, please hold me tight." Draco whispered to Cygnus, his tone full of pleading.

Cygnus gently squeezed Draco's hand, gave him a comforting smile, then gently raised her wand and whispered the spell: "Lumos!"

A soft fluorescent light shone from the tip of the wand, dispelling the darkness around.

"Okay, Draco, it's just a cellar, what's there to be afraid of?" Pansy Parkinson smiled contemptuously, with her arms crossed, looking at Draco who was leaning close to Cygnus.

Blaise looked at Draco's nervous expression and couldn't help but laugh:

"Haha, Draco, you're not a coward, are you? I bet there's not even a mouse here!"

Just as he finished speaking, a squeaking sound came from deep in the cellar, like the sound of mice foraging in the dark.

Everyone present was stunned, and Draco subconsciously held onto Segnus's hand.

His face was pale and his eyes were wide open, staring at the direction where the sound came from.

Cygnus felt Draco's hands tremble, she frowned, turned to Blaise and said, "Stop talking, Blaise, you're scaring him."

"Oh, it seems our baby Draco is really scared!" Blaise said with a disapproving smile.

"Stop it, Blaise. If we don't leave now, we'll be separated from the main group." Segnus frowned and pulled Draco's hand forward.

Draco bit his lip and followed her nervously.

Blaise shrugged, looking nonchalant, and followed Cygnus forward.

Theodore Nott said nothing the whole time and just walked silently in the team.

Pansy Parkinson followed closely behind Cygnus, holding Daphne Greengrass.

Daphne looked a little scared. She held Pansy's hand tightly and looked back from time to time.

The group walked slowly down the stairs leading to the cellar. The creaking sound seemed to follow them all the time, making them feel uneasy.

Catching up with the main group, we finally arrived at the entrance to Slytherin's secret cellar.

Prefect Gemma Farley stood at the front of the team. Her stern eyes swept across everyone's face, and then she solemnly read out the password: "Pureblood."

As her voice fell, the heavy cellar door slowly opened.

A group of little rascals rushed into the Slytherin common room impatiently, looking around curiously.

The lights in the room were dim, but the flames burning in the fireplace illuminated everyone's face.

Gemma Farley stood in the middle. She motioned for the freshmen to stand up, and then began to speak in an unquestionable tone:

"The password is changed once a week. You must remember it and don't tell anyone casually. After all, no one from other houses has entered the Slytherin common room for a long time."

Her voice echoed in the lounge, and the freshmen nodded solemnly.

It introduces Slytherin's rules and regulations in detail, and has strict regulations for all aspects from study to life.

As soon as she finished speaking, the freshmen nodded one after another, indicating that they would strictly abide by it.

Afterwards, Gemma asked everyone to go back to their rooms to rest and prepare for the next day's study.

Pansy and Cygnus became roommates and smiled at each other.

Daphne was assigned to another dormitory. She looked at Cygnus and Pansy with envy, and said with a pleading tone: "You must come to play with me more often!"

Draco was even more reluctant to let go of Segnus' hand. He had always slept with Segnus since he was a child. This was the first time he was separated from her. He became extremely anxious: "Sister, I don't want to be separated from you..."

Cygnus looked at Draco's pitiful appearance and felt angry and amused.

She patted Draco's shoulder patiently, "Draco, you are a boy, you must learn to be independent. We are in the same college and we will see each other often."

Draco pouted, looking reluctant, but with the comfort of Cygnus, he slowly let go of her hand.

Blaise grabbed Draco's hand and half-dragged, half-pulled him back to his room.

Draco kept looking back, his eyes full of attachment to Cygnus.

Theodore nodded to Cygnus, indicating that he would take care of Draco, and followed them into the room.

Pansy and Cygnus walked into the room, which was a four-person room with a large bed for each person. The theme of the whole room was silver-green, full of mystery and elegance.

The Slytherin House emblem is hung on the wall, and the bed sheets and curtains are the same color, which looks very coordinated.

Pansy walked straight to her bed and began to make it.

She fluffed the pillows and laid out the sheets carefully, making sure every fold was neatly folded.

After finishing cleaning, she sat on the bed with satisfaction and took out a bottle of silver-green nail polish from her pocket.

Pansy skillfully opened the cap of the nail polish bottle, shook it gently a few times, and then carefully began to paint her nails.

Her fingers were slender and her movements were gentle and skillful.

Apply the nail polish to the middle of the nail first, then use the brush to spread the oil evenly over the entire nail with light strokes.

After painting her fingernails, Pansy picked up another bottle of nail polish and started painting her toenails.

She placed her feet on the bed, lowered her head, and carefully applied the paint to each toe.

Occasionally, she would blow on her nails gently to speed up the drying process.

After tidying up, Segnus sat down at the desk and took out the Transfiguration textbook.

She flipped open the pages and studied the complex spells and transfiguration techniques intently.

The sound of turning pages was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Just then, the door of the room was pushed open and a tall and thin girl walked in.

She said nothing, but placed various books on her bookshelf.

The movements were swift and orderly, and the heavy magic books were placed neatly.

Pansy looked up at her and couldn't help but say, "Nerd."

The girl seemed not to hear and continued to concentrate on organizing her books.

Cygnus shook her head at Pansy and took the initiative to introduce herself to the girl: "Hello, I'm Cygnus Malfoy, and the one next to me is Pansy Parkinson."

The girl turned her head and gave a friendly smile: "Hello, I'm Isabella Shafik, nice to meet you."

Hearing that the girl was also a pureblood, Pansy's attitude obviously improved a lot. She put down the nail polish in her hand, smiled and said, "So you are from the Shafik family. I have heard of your name for a long time."

Isabella smiled and continued to sort her books.

Pansy looked at Isabella curiously and asked, "I heard that the Shafik family also has twins? Why are you the only one?"

Isabella's eyes dimmed slightly, and she answered softly: "My brother was in poor health and died a few years ago."

Hearing this news, Pansy's expression instantly became embarrassed, and she quickly apologized: "Oh, God, I'm so sorry, I didn't know..."

Pansy's words were full of guilt. She lowered her head and dared not look directly at Isabella.

Isabella seemed very calm. She smiled and shook her head, indicating that she didn't mind.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Segnus cleverly changed the subject, trying to break the awkwardness: "By the way, Isabella, the first class tomorrow is Transfiguration, are you ready?"

Isabella's eyes immediately became firm when she heard this: "Well, I have already reviewed some basic spells and theories, so it should be no problem."

Pansy wailed, "Oh my god, I hate Transfiguration class the most! Those spells are so complicated, I can never remember them."

As she spoke, she slapped her forehead in an exaggerated manner, showing an expression of distress.

Pansy leaned back slightly, her hands on her hips, her brows furrowed, the corners of her mouth turned down, as if the Transfiguration class was the end of the world for her.

Pansy looked at Isabella and Segnus' serious expressions and couldn't help but urge them:

"Alright, alright, stop looking. The most important thing now is to go to bed quickly, or else don't blame me for reminding you if you become ugly tomorrow!"

After saying that, Pansy deliberately made a face, holding her cheeks with both hands, her eyes wide open, and her mouth pouting, looking funny and cute.

Cygnus and Isabella smiled at each other. They knew Pansy was joking, but they also understood that her reminder was not without reason.

The two sighed helplessly, closed their books, and began to make their beds.

Cygnus took off her coat with graceful movements and folded it neatly on the bedside table.

He lifted the sheets, patted the pillow gently, and then lay down on it carefully.

Isabella was a little more reserved. She lifted the sheets, sat gently on the edge of the bed, took off her shoes, and tucked her feet under the quilt.

Then she slowly lay down with her back pressed against the bed and her hands folded over her abdomen.

His eyes were tightly shut and his brows were slightly furrowed as if he was trying to fall asleep.

Pansy looked at the two of them lying down and nodded with satisfaction.

She also extinguished the candle by the bed, and the room fell into darkness.

He took off his coat and threw it beside the bed, then quickly climbed into bed and got into the warm quilt.

She pulled the quilt to her chin, closed her eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she was fantasizing about a beautiful tomorrow.

The three of them lay quietly on the bed, their breathing gradually becoming even.