Chapter 3: The First Night
"Congratulations! I'm Prefect Robert Highber, and I'm excited to welcome you to Ravenclaw College. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ infoOur emblem is an eagle, soaring high above the pinnacle that no one can reach; Our colors are sky blue and bronze; Our common room is located on the west side of Hogwarts, at the top of the Ravenclaw Tower, hidden behind a door with a magic knocker. The arched windows of the circular common room offer a panoramic view of the Hogwarts campus: the Great Lake, the Forbidden Forest, the Quidditch Pitch and the Conservatory. No other college is blessed with this view. β
"I don't mean to be pompous, this is where the smartest witches and wizards live. Like our founder, Rowena Ravenclaw, we make learning our primary ability. We don't need to have hidden common room entrances like other colleges. Our common room door sits at the top of a long, curved staircase with no handles and features a enchanted eagle-shaped bronze knocker. When you knock on the door, the Eagle Ring will ask you questions, and if you can answer correctly, you will be allowed to enter. For nearly a thousand years, no one but Ravenclaw could pass through this simple barrier. β
"How long is he going to talk?" Sean now had an urge to seal his mouth, and his sleepiness amplified it.
"It's still early." A lean, fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy shrugged his shoulders. "Robert will take every opportunity to speak, and there is not an hour that cannot be finished."
"What will happen to the Attack Prefect?"
"Maybe I'll be expelled from -----." The boy looked at Shane strangely, and few people would ask that.
"Ah~" Shane covered his face helplessly.
'Do you want my help?' Elsa's spirits were very high, she rarely went out of the ancestral house of the Shane family, she was curious about everything outside, and there were too many misunderstandings about dragons in the world, even wizards.
Forget it. Shane sighed, the first day of college life was to listen to a freshman's congratulatory message like a long essay from a senior senior, which was really not a good start! 'Help me record what he said, maybe something useful.' β
"As for our relationship with the other three houses: you've probably heard of Slytherin. They aren't all bad guys, but you should be vigilant before getting to know them. Their long-standing house tradition is to win at all costs - so keep an eye out, especially in Quidditch matches and exams. β
"Gryffindors are not bad. If I have any problem with them, it's that Gryffindor is too fond of showing off. They are also much less tolerant of heterogeneity than we are; The truth is that they even joked about Ravenclaw who were interested in Ascension, or curious about the magical properties of mountain monster eggs or egg divination----- which is a method of divination using eggs. Gryffindor doesn't have our intellectual curiosity, and for us, if you're willing to sit in the corner of the common room all night and knock eggs and record your predictions based on how the yolks landed, that's not a problem at all, and you're likely to find someone willing to help you. As for Hufflepuffs, no one would say they weren't friendly people. They are arguably the friendliest group of people in the school. Let's just say that when it comes to competition in exams, you don't have to worry too much about them. β
The Roberto prefect's tirade was very surprising, the general situation of Hogwarts, the personality of a certain professor, his preferences, and even the relationship between Ravenclaw and various houses, but Shane was really sleepy, and he made too many preparations for his trip to Hogwarts, including refining potions for a day and a night.
It seems that Ravenclaw is not a utopian, but a doer. This was Ravenclaw's first impression of First Shane, and of course, it was more from the Robert Chief's story.
"I guess that's all. Oh yes, the ghost of our house is Ms. Gray. Others thought she never spoke, but she would talk to Ravenclaw. She's the daughter of Eagle Ancestor, a beautiful lady, and she's said to have something to do with Barrow the Bloody, but of course, you'd better not ask about that. She's especially useful when you're lost or can't find something. I'm sure you're going to have a great night. Our dormitory was on the corner tower next to the main tower, our four-legged beds were covered with sky-blue silk quilts, and the sound of the wind blowing in front of the windows was very pleasant, I will say again! Congratulations on being one of the smartest, most agile and funniest Hogwarts houses! β
Very warm applause, Shane also unconsciously contributed some strength, this Robert prefect's speech was quite wonderful, but the most important thing now was his sleep, the magic in his body had begun to go crazy.
As Robert described, Ravenclaw's bedroom was surprisingly clean, but the dΓ©cor was somewhat Western women's boudoir style, but Shane didn't have time to care about this, and after a simple wash, he collapsed on the soft bed and sank in.
"Shane! Shane! β
"Say what you mean before I turn you into dust in the air------" Shane's eyes were not focused at all, and his dilated black pupils looked like a dead man, startling the student who called him up.
"We're going to be late, our first class -----"
His pupils shrank, and his mind gradually returned to Shane's head from the darkness, and Shane shook his head and smiled apologetically at the somewhat frightened student.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little hypotensive, I'm a little confused when I wake up, did I just say anything rude?"
"Nope." The student sighed slightly, and for a moment, he thought that this classmate with black pupils would really turn him into dust in the air.
"Ah, okay, thank you, I'm Shane, Shane Merlin, what about you?" Shane quickly cleaned up the bed, folding the quilt so quickly that the student next to him looked at his messy bed with embarrassment.
"My name is Brynn, Bryn Will Smith."
"Will Smith? The inventor of Floo powder? Shane took a closer look at the student who woke him up, with pale blond hair, a little baby fat but very thin face with a few small freckles, half a head lower than Shane, a little weak.
"That's my father." Brin chuckled and scratched his head.
"Let's go to class together." There were only Shane and Brin left in the dormitory, and the other students had long since disappeared, as Senior Robert said last night, Ravenclaw was very selfish, wasn't it? Well----- maybe that's not right? But whatever, he seems to have a second friend, who is the first? Of course, our lioness cub, Miss Hermione Granger.