[HP] The Elegance of the Night

The day when Hogwarts started school came again. Igil shrunk all his luggage and put it in his pocket, and took the bus ticket to King's Cross Station.

"Hi, Blake." He happened to meet two Gryffindor lion cubs here.

Harry greeted him as soon as he saw him, and the youngest son of the Weasley family was on the sidelines with a sad face, as if something bad happened. They stood in the open space between nine stations and ten stations, and there was a broken car behind them. car.Yigil could feel the faint fluctuation of magic power on it, it was a magic item.

"We're in trouble, Igil," said Harry Potter. "Someone has bewitched the partition and we can't get in."

Igil was a little surprised when he heard that, he tried to push on the wall with his hands, and passed through the wall without feeling any resistance. "Is this a new prank?" he said. "It's not funny at all."

"What's the matter? I couldn't get in just now. Could it be that the magic is unstable?" Ron also tried to push the wall with his hands, and passed without any effort.

"Looks like it's just aimed at me." Harry leaned against the wall and said helplessly, the wall didn't change at all.

"A house-elf came to me during the summer vacation. It told me that his master was going against me. If I went to Hogwarts, my life would be in danger."

"Harry Potter, why did you tell me, do you think I did it?" Igil's first reaction was that Harry was warning him that he would not do such a boring thing. "Someone's kidding you, Potter. The elf won't betray his master. You should see the tea towel on it, with the family symbols on it."

"No, that's not what I meant, Igil." Harry argued, he didn't know why Igil thought so, he just wanted to tell him, nothing else.Just like Yigil said, the elf would not betray its master, and he didn't believe a word it said. "The house-elf doesn't have a tea towel, it's wearing a torn pillowcase."

"Oh, really. I'm going into Harry Potter, the train is about to leave." Igil glanced at Ron, "Do you want to come together?"

"No, I won't leave Harry behind." Ron said very righteously, "Don't worry, Harry, even if we don't get on the express, we can reach Hogwarts." He looked at Hogwarts proudly. The broken car behind.It was the car he used to take Harry to his house from Number Four Privet Drive during the holidays.

"You'd better write to Professor McGonagall," Igil said. He could see at a glance what the Weasley kid was up to. Lion cubs always wanted something different to show off. bravery.

"Goodbye, I hope you can catch dinner."

Because of the delay on the platform, the compartments at the rear of the train were full of people. Igil remembered that he was no longer a freshman, so he walked forward along the noisy corridor.

"Igil, this way—I've got a place for you." It was Draco who called him. This domineering Malfoy occupied the entire compartment by himself. In the compartment adjacent to them, Pansy, Bray Sitting at one end, Crabbe and Goyle sat across from them, huddled with the burly girl from Bulstrode.Seeing Igil's arrival, they all greeted him warmly.

Igil smiled back at them, and went into Draco's cubicle.

"I met Harry Potter just now. He was trapped outside the wall and couldn't get in." Not long after Igil sat down, the train started to move, and houses passed by the window.

"The youngest son of the Weasley family accompanied him and didn't get in the car."

"Poor Potter, those twins' pranks are a bit too much." The first thing Draco thought of was the Weasley twins, who always used people around them to experiment with immature gadgets.

"It's not them this time, Draco. Our savior said something very interesting," Igil said slowly, looking at Draco. "He said a house-elf told him that its master wanted to Against him, the elf was wearing a ripped pillowcase."

"It's ridiculous, Potter was tricked by that elf, they won't betray their master." Draco paused in the middle of his words, "Pillowcase?" He thought of Dobby, who he had once half a year ago Punish it, the little elf is a heretic, with unrealistic ideas in his head.

"I'm going to write to Dad." He realized the seriousness of the problem.

The train arrived at the station in the evening. They got off the train and followed the other students on a rough and muddy road. There were at least a hundred carriages waiting for the rest of the students. Each carriage was pulled by a Thestral. Invisible, they can only be seen by those who directly witness the death.

Hagrid took the first-year students on a four-person boat. This is a Hogwarts tradition. This is how the Big Four came to the castle, so every year the new students have to experience their hardships.

Igil and Draco got into a carriage, which smelled faintly of musty and straw. They sat in the bumpy seats and passed through a pair of magnificent cast iron doors, with many carved belts on the tops. Stela of the Winged Boar.

They walked up the stone steps into the castle, past the huge oak doors, and by the time they had passed through the deep vestibule and up the marble staircase to the Great Hall, there was still a queue of first-years outside.

Professor McGonagall has a tight bun and square eyes.Her piercing eyes flicked over the children, making them frantically straighten themselves up.

Not seeing Professor Snape, Igil guessed that he was going to pick up Harry Potter, and Professor McGonagall was in charge of the sorting ceremony, so he couldn't get away.

The young wizards of the four colleges sat at their own dining tables, singing in the old black pointed sorting hat with a wide slit in the brim.

Its broken voice has not improved after a year of practice, probably because more dust has accumulated and it has become hoarse.

When the Sorting Hat finished singing, there was sparse applause from all around.Professor McGonagall read out the names of each new student, and every time he read a name, a little wizard would sit on a four-corner stool, and the sorting hat would sort him into one of the four colleges, and his classmates would applaud and cheer enthusiastically welcome them.

On the teacher's table, Dumbledore was wearing a robe full of stars, with a pink bow tied on his long silver beard.A few seats away, Gilderoy Lockhart was dressed in a water-green robe, he was flailing his long golden eyelashes, and blinking his forget-me-not blue eyes vigorously, fascinated a large number of female creatures.

"Ginny Weasley," Professor McGonagall called.

The red-haired girl sits on a four-corner stool and puts on the sorting hat.Igil saw the Gryffindor twin go around telling people it was their sister.

"Slytherin—" the Sorting Hat shrieked.

The twins petrified as they prepared to jump up to meet, their hands up in the air and forgetting to let them down.The prefect badge in Percy Weasley's hand fell on the table and rolled several meters away.

"Merlin's pants——" The Slytherins collectively broke their glasses, and the Weasley family, known as pure-blooded scum, actually produced a Slytherin.

The petite red-haired girl sat on the corner stool in a daze and forgot to get off.

Clap, clap... The prefects of Slytherin took the lead in applauding, and the little snakes clapped together. The atmosphere was a little cold.

The girl came over and sat silently at the corner of the Slytherin table without speaking.

"Welcome, Ginny Weasley." Draco said, and now, when Ron Weasley said that Slytherin was evil, he had to think about his sister first.

"Welcome, Miss Weasley, since the Sorting Hat has chosen you into Slytherin," Igil's gentle smile allowed Ginny to relax her tense nerves. "You'll find that this is where you should be."

"Welcome, Weasley—" the little snakes greeted her kindly.

"My God, we missed the sorting ceremony." Ron and Harry followed Professor Snape into the hall, "Fortunately we didn't miss dinner." Ron said happily.

"Where's my sister?" How he saw the red-haired students at the Gryffindor table petrified, including Ellie.Is this a new idea from the twins?

"Ron Weasley, I am honored to tell you," Professor Snape glanced at the obvious red hair at the Slytherin table, and told him in a low and long cello-like voice, "Your sister is Slytherin-"