Chapter 023: The First Freshman Gathering (I)

Catherine secretly rolled her eyes, she really didn't expect this Slytherin prefect to be so cunning, he said this, the other old students immediately closed their mouths and stopped talking about Hogwarts, seeing this, she simply stood up generously, took a licorice wand in her hand as a "microphone" and began to introduce herself.

"My name is Catherine! It's an orphan! Nothing strange had happened around me until I heard from Hogwarts, I couldn't even believe I was a witch, and it was a lucky thing for me to be able to use magic. ”

Catherine's unfocused statement was confusing even for the four prefects, let alone the others.

"Next, Harry, please!" Catherine abruptly ended introducing herself and shoved the "microphone" into the hand of the dark-haired boy next to her.

"Me!" Harry looked at the "microphone" in his hand in surprise, and waited for Catherine to nod before standing up awkwardly and saying, "My name is Harry Potter." ”

"What!" "He's Harry Potter!" "The boy who never dies!" "Savior!" There was an immediate uproar in the compartment.

"Listen to me first, okay?" Harry shouted with a red face, and the crowd slowly fell silent.

"Maybe in your eyes, I am a 'savior', but in fact, before I received the letter from Hogwarts, I didn't know that I was a wizard, I didn't know anything about the existence of the wizarding world, and I even thought that my parents died in a car accident."

"What!" There was an exclamation in the compartment, but soon it was quiet again.

"I don't know anything about the world's most amazing magic, and I don't know how I defeated the Mystery Man when I was a baby," Harry paused for a moment, changing his name, but still causing most people to be uneasy, "I'm probably worse than the rest of my classmates who are also from the Muggle world," he glanced at Catherine and Hermione, "I'm not as good as you think, I'm sorry to disappoint you." ”

There was silence in the cubicle, followed by a round of applause, which made Harry's face even redder, and he didn't know how to deal with the situation, so he could only touch his hair and smile shyly, which fascinated many girls.

"The courage to admit one's weaknesses is something that many people can't do. Harry Potter, you don't lose the one I approve of—your opponent. Draco seemed to step up to help out, but Harry's green eyes lit up dangerously, and of course he quickly put it away and handed over the microphone with "grace".

"My name is Draco Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy family." Young Master Platinum secretly rubbed the palm of the sneak attack a few times, but his face was full of arrogance, "I am fortunate to be born in a magical family, relatively speaking, my foundation is a little higher than most of my peers, but I believe that many of you have hidden strength. ”

Draco's words made those who knew him look puzzled, and they noticed that the young Master Malfoy seemed to have changed a lot.

"I firmly believe that I can get into Slytherin House, and as a Slytherin, you can't afford to look down on anyone worse than me, so show your true strength to earn my friendship!"

Draco's words instantly lit up the war among the freshmen, and also made everyone who knew him show shocked expressions, you must know that this eldest young master used to only make unreasonable provocations, when did he learn to be obscure.

"Now, please—" Many of the freshmen puffed up their chests, intending to compete with them, but Draco handed the "microphone" to—"Ron Weasley!" ”

Everyone's eyes immediately looked at the red-haired boy who was named, and they wanted to know what strengths this boy who was obviously also born into a wizarding family had, but his three older brothers secretly screamed "Oops" in their hearts!

"I'm ordinary!" Ron grabbed the "microphone" and stood there with a red face for a long time before he burst out with such a sentence, "I have five brothers: Bill can solve complex spells, Charlie can deal with dragons, George and Fred are good at funny and lively atmosphere, and Percy is an all-rounder with excellent character and learning, so compared to them, I am really ordinary, just like Spotted." ”

Ron lifted his pet mouse with a missing toe and shook it at the crowd with an awkward smile.

The box was silent again, and his three older brothers walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and gave encouragement, "You're only 11 years old!" Percy's reassuring tone was apologetic.

"Actually, you still have advantages." The enthusiastic Hermione spoke out, "At least your body is strong, and it's not a big deal to be hit by so many people." ”

"Hah!" The audience laughed, Hermione realized that she had said the wrong thing, Ron had already lowered his head to cover his face, and Draco patted the dark-skinned boy on the shoulder and said loudly, "Brace! Get up and show off your pectoral muscles to the beauties! ”

"Boring!" The boy named Blaise glared at Hermione with disdain, a glance that immediately angered the brown-haired girl, who was about to apologize.

"What kind of eyes are you?" Hermione jumped up and asked angrily, "Look down on people, don't you!" ”

"Then you can introduce, what can you look up to?" Blaise lazily defiantly.

"Then you're listening!" Hermione snatched the "microphone" from Ron's hand, raised her head and said with a high-spirited temperament, "Although I, Hermione Granger, grew up in the Muggle world, I was the first in every class, and I won the championship in all the competitions I participated in, of course, this is the history of the past, after all, this is the wizarding world, I admit that I don't know as much about this place as you do, and I may not have more magic than you for the time being, but for all the content in the first year textbooks, can you remember all the content like me?" ”

Hearing this, the people who had been watching the excitement put away their contempt, after all, memorizing the content of all the textbooks is really a very boring thing, and students who are willing to spend energy to do it, even if the whole Hogwarts are combined, can be counted on two hands.

"My goal is to be at the top of my grade, is anyone willing to compete with me?"

No one answered, most of them were self-aware, absolutely incomparable, naturally they would not bring shame on themselves, and the rest were cautious people, who did not speak arrogantly lightly, and Hermione, who knew that Catherine's memory was above her, did not bully others, but turned the topic back on track.

"Next, Neville, please."

"Ahh It's my turn! The round-faced boy took the "microphone" in surprise and stood up and happily introduced himself, "My name is Neville Longbottom, I was brought up by my grandmother, and since I had almost no magic watch when I was a child, my family has always treated me like a squib.

My Uncle Algie always tried to force me to show off my tricks when I was eight years old, and one day when he came over for tea, he hung me from the upstairs window with my neck up, and my Aunt Anne handed him a meringue, and he missed and didn't hold me steady. I bounced up on my own, flew over the whole garden and fell onto the road. They were all so happy that Aunt Anne even cried with joy.

If only you could see the expressions on their faces when I received my acceptance letter, they thought I wasn't good enough to get into this school. My Uncle Algi was so pleased that he bought me this toad, and it was called Lev. ”

Everyone took a closer look at the protagonist who caused the first-grade run.

"It probably doesn't like me very much, it's running around all the time," Neville grumbled, pulling his face, "and I don't have a good memory......

"Flutter!" Many people couldn't help but laugh out loud, and Hermione even wondered if Neville was deliberately playing against her.

"Did I say something wrong?" Neville looked around confusedly, "But my memory is really bad!" I-I-I forgot what I was going to say next. ”

"Hah!" The audience laughed again, and Hermione slapped her head even more weakly, "Forget it! Neville, you'd better get the next one. ”

"Oh, okay! Next, please-please-please--" Neville nervously looked at everyone in the cubicle before saying, "Theodore! ”

"Me?" Theodore pointed to himself in surprise, "Do you know me?" ”

"I don't know!" Neville handed the "microphone" to the other party, shook his head and said honestly, "But you're the one I can remember for the time being, and I haven't introduced myself." ”

"Hah!" The students in the cubicle felt like their stomachs were cramping, and Theodore stumbled and fell to the ground because of this answer.

"You're the only one who can knock me down twice in a row without much effort." Theodore got up from the ground and said helplessly.

"I really didn't mean to!" Neville didn't understand how this could have been, and he clung to the pet in his arms uneasily, and the toad struggled and jumped out.

"Levy!" Neville was startled, and hurriedly reached out to grab it, but in a panic, he knocked it away, and the toad drew an elegant curve in the air, and stopped on Theodore's head with a "snap".

"You really didn't mean to?" Theodore asked with a grim face.

"Really!" Dumbfounded, Neville nodded hurriedly, but his pet didn't give face to his owner, and put Theodore's glasses on his feet.

"I really didn't mean to!" George and Fred pinched their throats to help Toad accompany, and many of the people who heard it laughed so much that tears flowed from their eyes.

"Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, and three times is inevitable." The blonde girl's soft voice drowned out laughter, "Maybe you happen to be born to be compatible." She grabbed the toad above Theodore's head and returned it to Neville.

"Really?" Neville asked.

"If you believe it, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you will not have it." The blonde girl replied with a smile and walked back to her seat, only to be stopped by Theodore as she passed by.

"My name is Theodore Nott, and I have the strength to work hard, and my favorite is potions." The skinny boy stretched out the "microphone" in his hand to the blonde girl.

"My name is Daphne Greengrass," the girl said, shyly taking the microphone, "I also like potions, but I prefer to draw." ”

"Oh, so what do you like to draw?"

"Landscapes, people, etc., I'm just a beginner."

"So ......"

"Ahem!" A cold cough interrupted their communication, and they noticed the ambiguous gaze of the crowd.