A very skinny gray-haired boy was called to the front and put on the sorting hat. Yolanda's gaze shifted to Headmaster Dumbledore, who was sitting in the teacher's chair watching the sorting ceremony, his long silvery beard and half-moon-shaped glasses glittering in the candlelight.

At the top sat Hagrid, with a bear's back and a thick beard, drinking with a glass in his hand.

"Are you feeling better?"

Yolanda said to Severus, who was sitting next to him.

"Oh, of course, after experiencing your 'clean up,' it's hard for me to think about it."

Severus's poisonous tongue increased, and Yolanda choked on speechlessness.

Catching a glimpse of Yolanda's deflated expression, Severus finally had a smile on his face, which had been hazy all day.

"So are you interested in correcting that annoying ugly song of the broken hat? The thought of being poisoned by Hogwarts once a year at Hogwarts makes me lament my tragic fate, alas! ”

Yolanda said pitifully, and sighed decently, making Regulus laugh on the side.

Back in the lounge, Narcissa hugged Yolanda as soon as she saw her, "Yolanda, do you know that these clothes and matching jewelry you designed for me are now popular in the wizarding world, and even my mother has taken your design by chance, and asked me several times about whose design I used." ”

"Really? Thank you so much for Mrs. Black's appreciation. Still, Narcissa, could you please keep it a secret for me, as you know, once the news is announced, I may be in a bit of trouble. You may not even have time to do your design. ”

"Of course, Yolanda. You can think of it as a Slyerjelin promise. ”

Narcissa blinked her beautiful sapphire eyes.

Oh, Slejelin promises, as long as the transaction is deposited, the promise is deposited.

What a Miss Black!

"I'm not going to break that promise, and I'm sure you'll be too, Sicy."

This was the first time Yolanda had called Narcissa by her nickname since the two met.

Narcissa held out her hand, and her two white hands were clasped together.

"Did you go home this time and go through some torture again, Yolanda, I told you that the Occlumency Technique should not last too long, otherwise your brain and spirit will collapse."

Regulus frowned and looked at Yolanda's bloodshot eyes and whispered.

"Who did you listen to, I'm going home very well this time."

Yolanda replied nonchalantly.

"Don't forget who taught you your Occlumency, I know all too well how long you've been keeping it up and what the consequences are. Yolanda, not only did you maintain Occlumency, but you even abused potions this holiday, you must have drunk no less than seven bottles of pick-me-ups, did you? ”

“……”

"I know it's going to be a tough time for you to return to the Avis family, but that doesn't mean you can do it, it's likely to have irreparable consequences for your body, do you know it!"

In the end, Regulus couldn't help but roar.