Just as Hermione racked her brains to figure out what Dumbledore's inexplicable greeting meant, it was time to eat!

Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea sprouts, carrots, gravy, ketchup......

All kinds of British delicacies were instantly filled with large and small plates on the long table, and under their temptation, most of them immediately turned into foodies, filled the plates in front of them, and devoured them, leaving only Hermione, who was still there to meditate. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Of course, there was also a Darren with her, and only a few items of food were put on the plate, partly because he had always followed a scientific diet, which was hearty but too greasy for a child's body to digest, and he didn't want to spend his first night at Hogwarts on the toilet.

In addition, these things are more attractive to the British who have never seen the world, Darren is from my big foodie empire, and to be honest, he is really worried that there will be a plate of famous British dishes such as "stargazing pie" (death pie) or "haggis pudding" (haggis stuffed with lamb stomach and skin buns......

Speaking of which, Hermione was probably the only one who could explain that, because apparently only her family had the opportunity to go to those expensive private schools, the dentist was very profitable.

"I don't think it's some kind of spell, because most spells are supposed to be single-sentence, with no pauses in between, and they're so long." Hermione ruled out a possibility first.

"Then, I shouldn't have heard of the words of the magic text, so it's unlikely that I will have an impression, those words just now are a little familiar."

"Yes, go on, eat, eat, think as you eat," Darren encouraged as he forked a steak into Hermione's plate, "These things can suddenly come out, maybe they will disappear suddenly, and then there will be no stings." ”

Sure enough, as soon as Hermione ate the steak, the food suddenly disappeared from the plate, and various desserts appeared, ice cream, apple pie, syrup, jelly, pudding......

Dessert was obviously more popular with the children than the main course, and the atmosphere was relaxed, and they began to talk about the family situation, but for Darren and Hermione, there was obviously not much to talk about on this topic.

"Well, the tone of these words when he said these words just now was a little strange, and the pronunciation was a little non-standard, but at the beginning, although there was some accent, it was not so outrageous...... Isn't it a mispronunciation? ”

Darren handed Hermione another pudding, picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly, and watched the other bear children eat ice cream after munching on a pile of meat, hoping that they would have a good night's rest.

"Ah, I remember, the words sound pretty much the same as I learned in Latin class, nitwit!blubber!oddment!tweak!If I'm not mistaken, it should be 'May Merlin bless you!' Hermione said abruptly looking up at Darren.

"It's amazing that you know Latin," Darren exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

"It's nothing, I've been learning since fourth grade, but I didn't think about it at first," Hermione was still a little embarrassed, "but why would you ask me?" ”

"If we don't even know our prefects, who else can be counted on, Harry's school is not as good as mine, and as for Ron, he hasn't even heard of the Sorting Hat, but he doesn't count all three Weasleys at this table."

"Actually, before I went here, my family planned to let me go to Eton, because there are Latin and Greek classes there, so I specially found someone to tutor, after all, there are not many schools that have this kind of course."

"It's a pity, it looks like there's not much anyone here learning Latin either."

Hearing Darren's words, Hermione actually sighed, and seemed to feel the same way.

At this moment, Harry suddenly held his hand on his forehead, which was his trademark scar, "What's wrong?" Seeing Harry's actions, Percy asked.

"Nothing—nothing, who is the teacher who spoke to Professor Quirrell?"

"Oh, Professor Quirrell, you've known him, and it's no surprise he's so nervous. It was Professor Snape, who taught Potions, but he was reluctant to teach it - everyone knew that he coveted Professor Quirrell's work, and Snape was a great expert in the dark arts. ”

Darren looked at Harry, as if the kid was destined to have a fight with Snape, and he started to have a headache when they first met, even though the silly kid seemed to have found the wrong target.

After eating and drinking, Dumbledore preached the precautions of the new students, especially pointing out the problem of "the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor", which was almost like hanging a sign with "There are no silver three hundred taels here" to seduce the bear children.

Then came the disastrous school song, and Darren didn't hear a word anyway, only after the others listened to it one after another, and the Weasley twins were heard still singing the last few lines to the melody of "Funeral March", and Dumbledore used his wand to direct the last few bars for the two of them, ending the whole scene, and then, "It's bedtime now." Let's go back to the dormitory. ”

Unfortunately, at Hogwarts, going back to bed in a room can be challenging, as they walk through corridors full of animated images, through doors hidden behind sliding baffles and hanging draperies, climb many stairs, and even go through a spoof called Peeves Ghost, before finally reaching the end of a hallway where a portrait of a very rich woman dressed in pink hangs.

"Password?" She said.

"Dragon scum." Percy said, and the whole painting began to stagger, revealing a circular hole in the wall for them to crawl through.

But that wasn't the end, and once inside, there was the Gryffindor common room, a cosy circular room full of fluffy armchairs, where Hermione parted from them to go to the girls' dormitory, while Darren climbed another spiral staircase to reach his bunk: five beds with four draperies, draped with crimson flannel curtains.

The rooms were already filled with boxes for the freshmen, and Darren had found the school supplies that the school had "allotted" to him, but after such a long journey, all the young wizards were exhausted and fell asleep after changing into their pajamas.

"Today's meal is too rich, isn't it?" Ron whispered to Harry through the curtain. "Go away, Spotted! It's gnawing at my sheets. ”

"I think we should wake up early, or we'll be late because we're lost." These were Darren's last words before falling asleep.