Chapter IX: Slytherin II
The Slytherin common room was a long, narrow, low basement with a ceiling made of rough stone, and round, greenish lamps hung from the ceiling chained. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
In front of them, under an intricately carved fireplace, a fire crackled and reflected a few Slytherin students sitting in carved chairs around the kitchen.
Vio randomly picked a soft chair against the wall and put himself in. Suddenly, a dark shadow passed by her, and Vio quickly turned to look, but saw nothing.
However, it was only then that she noticed that the green light on the four sides of the Slytherin common room was not emitted by the walls at all, but the sparkling water shining through the glass, and the light and shadow swayed beautifully.
It seems that Vio thinks that she is in the middle of a lake, which is very interesting. Vio was excited to lie on the glass and refused to leave, this is an underwater structure, it's amazing.
"Vio Santril!!" A female voice screamed, "Santriel, please come and line up now! I'm going to take you to the girls' dormitory!"
Vio turned his head impatiently and stood in the middle of the girls who were already in two rows.
Their female prefect, Jimma Parley, said to her sternly, "Santriel, could you please keep your ears and attention with you at all times? Next time, I'll confine you. ”
Vio nodded, still looking absent-minded. Jimma turned around and left helplessly and angrily, and the people next to her also started to talk, standing next to her despite her.
She clearly heard Crabbe's mockery from the group of boys next to her, "Is Santriel in bad spirits?
"Crabbe, it's not your turn yet. Draco interrupted him impatiently and raised his voice again, "You're all - listen - the Santrill family and the Malfoy family are world friends. I'm assuming that you all understand and remember this sentence clearly. ”
He didn't look at Vio as he spoke, but stared at the boys who were laughing at Vio with Crabbe with a rare seriousness, and the people next to him were immediately silenced.
It seems that the Malfoys have a very high status among the purebloods. Vio thought sullenly.
For some reason, Vio was assigned to one of the only sleeping rooms in Slytherin, which seemed to be a small tentacle sticking out of the bottom of the castle, and only a long corridor led to this room, and the room beyond the door was surrounded by transparent walls on all sides, surrounded by a turquoise lake, and from time to time a mermaid or two slowly swam by, and faintly ethereal singing could be heard.
Despite his efforts to improve his first impression of the dormitory, Vio inevitably realized that he was being isolated from the group. But if she wants to integrate into this group, she will not be reconciled.
Thinking about it over and over again, Vio fell asleep. Her first day at Hogwarts had finally passed.