HP monster

Maintaining an unbelievable mood, I followed Harry on the train in a daze, pretending to be dead all the way, until I woke up suddenly when I was about to be named in the sorting school.

I guess no one will understand my feelings, the way a monster who has been neglected for 11 years is suddenly stared at in amazement... yes, no one will understand.Even Harry was only slightly excited, and immediately plunged into a new round of curiosity about the wizarding world. He exchanged knowledge with Ron Weasley along the way, and soon became friends.

"Dickas."

When Professor McGonagall read my name, there was a sudden noise in the hall, and there were many small voices of discussion—most of them guessed why I didn’t have a surname, and some insisted that my name was Di Cass or Di Cass.

Sit down and put the sorting hat on top of my head.

Then, I heard a small and sharp wow sound next to my ear.

"A Muggle kid... huh?! These things... um... and these... Merlin!"

——I suddenly wondered if there was something in my brain that I had never understood.

This state did not last for a long time, and after a while, the sound of the sorting hat stopped, and he shouted loudly: "Ravenclaw!"

The second table on the left clapped and applauded. When I put down the Sorting Hat and walked towards the long table in Ravenclaw, several people stood up and shook hands with me in turn.

...I mean, it's a wonderful feeling.

Looking at the professor's chair, I'm sure the long beard gave me a look and a smile.

I was almost ecstasy, I sat in the chair, and finally had the energy to be allocated to watch the remaining students - to be honest, there were not many left. —The boy he met in Madam Malkin's shop was sorted into Slytherin, which was not surprising at all. Slytherin housed the nobles, and that was his lair.Ron and Harry entered Gryffindor one after another. Ron's brothers had the same fiery red hair as him and were extremely youthful. Afterwards, they embraced Harry with the greatest enthusiasm, which could be heard by the whole school. The voice shouted loudly: We have Harry!We have Harry!

Harry is very happy.

I can feel... even a sense of strangeness as a child growing up, watching him have his own friends, no longer discussing solutions in front of me for all the big and small things like before. ——Although this is just the beginning, I can imagine it.

"Welcome to join." Mrs. Gray floated past us and sat in an empty seat at the end of the table. She was a somewhat arrogant-looking young woman with waist-length hair and a slender figure, with a book in her hand.There were seniors whispering next to her, probably saying that Mrs. Gray often disappeared in secret, and every time I saw her, I would just glance at her in a hurry. Maybe it was only at the opening ceremony that she could be seen staying in front of everyone for a long time.

She seemed to be carrying a cold wind all the time, even though she was still some distance away from me, I still shivered from the cold.I think this is probably the nature of ghosts.She didn't sit for a while and was surrounded by several seniors, asking various questions that were still very unfamiliar to me.

The plate in front of him became empty in an instant, and even the knives and forks were as clean as before, but puddings and desserts of all kinds immediately filled them up.

I didn't know this before. When the main food came, I had already fed my stomach to the maximum. At this time, I could only look at the delicious dessert but couldn't eat it.

……It's ok.

I tell myself.The days are still long, and there will be more opportunities to taste Hogwarts food in the future.

No matter how magical the wizarding school is, its process is roughly the same as that of the Muggle school-except for the provision of food-after dinner, the headmaster leads all the teachers and students to sing the school song (this is very different, there is no Muggle Melon School will have students singing the tune of the funeral march when they sing the school song.), the appeal is too powerful... If you want to keep the same tune when there are almost no two identical tunes except twin brothers The words of their own original tune.

Everyone finished singing the school song in disarray, only the twin brothers continued unhurriedly. The long-bearded man happily faced the two of them, and helped them direct the last few bars along with the melody. When they finished singing, he The loudest applause.

Just like all banquets, the leaders always have to bless the crowd, warn something, and announce the dissolution when the crowd is overwhelmed.

Filius Flitwick, head of Ravenclaw, is a squeaky little dwarf, but his occasional sense of humor makes him not difficult to approach.He personally led the Ravenclaw freshmen out of the hall and to the west of the castle-in fact, no one could tell whether they were in the east, west or north and south, all of which depended on the introduction of the senior students, even the famous Ravenclaw The same goes for Winclaw.

We just went up in dizzying little circles.

Finally, Dean Flitwick led us to stop in front of a bare old wooden door. It is more appropriate to say that it is made of wood. This door has no keyhole and no handle. Eagle-shaped bronze door knocker.

"Ahem," the dean cleared his throat when the students were almost all there, trying to attract our attention with his voice - you know, his height is really limited, except for the few in the first row, we stood behind It was hard to see even a single tip of his hair. "I think freshmen need to pay attention. In Ravenclaw, knowledge is honor. Unlike other college passwords, if you want to enter the Ravenclaw lounge or dormitory, please answer the question asked by the door knocker carefully, it It will decide whether you stay or not. Pay attention."

As he spoke, one of his hands appeared in our sight, slowly approached the door, and tapped.

The eagle's beak opened immediately, but instead of making a bird cry, it said in a soft, musical voice: "A potion for calming and relieving restless and anxious emotions. If the ingredients are too much, take the medicine or fall into a drowsy, sometimes irreversible lethargy. What is it?"

A senior replied: "Mediation"

"The answer is correct." The voice finished, and the door opened.

The deserted Ravenclaw common room was a large circular room with elegant arched windows hung in blue and bronze silks.The ceiling was domed and painted with stars, and the dark blue carpet below was also covered with stars.There were tables, chairs, bookshelves, and a tall white marble statue in an alcove opposite the door.

A senior introduced that this is Rowena Ravenclaw.

"Okay, children, standing here, you will have unexpected beautiful scenery no matter day or night. Of course, I think you are already very tired. Now the prefect will guide you to find your own dormitory respectively. Good night, children .”

The prefect immediately led us into two teams and entered a door next to the statue.

Our respective nameplates had already been hung on the door of the dormitory, and the prefect gathered us together again, and after reading out Ravenclaw’s speech, we left amid applause—God knows I’m already drowsy, who is my roommate, and the environment How, did the luggage have already been placed in the dormitory as they said... None of this has anything to do with me. After saying good night to the clinical boy, I threw myself on the bed and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

The first class of the school year was attended by the dean himself. He taught the Charms class. Because of his height, he had to stand on a stack of books to reach the desk.But this is really dangerous, a slight movement can make him fall from the pile of books in fright.

Everything feels perfect.Just after lunch that day, my Silica landed on my right shoulder with a note, a message from Dumbledore, calling me to the Headmaster's office after lunch.

I fed Silica a broken snack, and only I knew how much effort I had to make myself tremble from excitement.

The brain desperately replays what Ollivander said: "Your father..."

I guess, maybe the long-bearded professor finally decided to tell me something... Maybe he also thinks that a monster should not be allowed to live in a blinded world all the time.

Even if he told me that my dad is really a Gringotts goblin...

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The floors of Hogwarts are really confusing. After asking no less than ten students, I managed to come to the stone monster. I recognized the words on the note for another 2 minutes. I tentatively read: "Chui Bao Super Bubble Gum".The stone monster jumped to the other side, its body split in two, revealing a moving spiral staircase behind it.

I climbed up, and as the stairs turned round and round, higher and higher, I finally came to the door of Dumbledore's office with the brass knocker.

I don't know what to do next, I don't know what wizards should do next when they are outside other people's rooms. No matter where, at least the etiquette of knocking on the door is the same.

Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't give me any more trouble. He opened the door and blew a big, big bubble at me.

The bubbles popped and stuck around his mouth, many of them stuck to his beard and couldn't be removed... so he had to take his wand and cast a spell on his beard.

...he is much cuter than when we first met.

Forgive me for using the word cute to an old man, but since I'm in a good mood now, don't worry about it.

I desperately want to hear him tell me any news about relatives, even a word.

"Oh darling you're here, so fast, I think the Sorting Hat isn't ready for his opening line yet, come over here, he can't wait to see you again since he met your brain at the Sorting Ceremony last night ..."

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Sorting hat.

...What a piece of crap!

"Are you joking?"

"what happened?"

"Don't you tell me, oh dear, I'm sorry, you're a freak, your father is a goblin from Gringotts, and their people don't allow a monster like you to exist... Or, your parents are primitive people in the Brazilian forest class, they lost you when you were very young...or..."

"Don't worry." His expression was as peaceful as ever, he was very calm, everything seemed to be in his eyes, he watched the entire universe, and nothing could surprise him.

... so damn calm.

"You're always saying don't worry about it!"

He just stood there, looking at me quietly through his half-moon glasses.

Just like when we first met.

"Son, these things are too complicated, I don't know how to tell you." He said slowly, "I never thought of lying to you, but if you insist on knowing, trust me, the answer must not be you The one you want."

He said: "There is always too much helplessness in the world, just wait patiently and enjoy the peaceful life now. When it's time for you to know, everything will be clearly revealed in front of you."

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