After the sorting ceremony, Dumbledore stood up to speak to the students, and Egg didn't quite understand what he was saying, and then saw the old white-bearded man take out his wand and lead the students to sing the school song.

Egger tried to learn from Fred and George, and sang the last line in the tune of the funeral march with emotion, and the lifeless and mournful singing made Egger the last person to finish singing the song, and Dumbledore took his wand and ended the command for Egger's last lyrics.

There was a dead silence in the hall, and Professor Flitwick turned his head to look at Snape as the first Hogwarts school to sing the school song with a funeral march in the school's history.

"Maybe Dumbledore was right, he should go to Gryffindor."

Snape's face darkened when he heard Professor Flitwick's words.

Lively applause rang out, Egger stood on the chair with a smile and bowed around, Aisha leaned back with a smile, hugged Egger and kissed him on the cheek, and the boys around him were envious.

"Well, I don't have much more to say." Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand, "Eat!" ”

As the words fell, plates of dishes appeared on the four long rows of tables, and the students began to eat excitedly.

Interestingly, Egger had an extra glass of chilled lemon juice and a small pot in front of him, which was obviously not the dish that should appear in the main meal, which immediately attracted the attention of the other students.

Iger knew that this was prepared for himself by the elves, and couldn't help but laugh.

"What is this?" Aisha looked at Egg curiously.

"A food in the East is called hot pot." Iger picked up a thick slice of beef floating on top of the chili oil and placed it on Aisha's plate.

Aisha took the fork and forked the beef and put it in her mouth, and then her eyes lit up: "It's delicious." ”

"If it's delicious, you can eat more..."Iger grinned, "Kaka, can you prepare another one for me?" ”

The words fell, and a small pot appeared on the table in front of him.

"How did you do that?" Aisha looked at Egg in surprise.

"It's made by house-elves, and when it's done, it's sent up from the table in the kitchen, don't you know?" Iger was also a little surprised.

"I don't know..."Aisha didn't seem to have been to the kitchen, and looked at Egger a little blankly.

"I'll take you to see it when I have a chance." Iger laughed.

Aisha felt a little weird, she was the one who had been at Hogwarts for seven years, right?

Iger thought about it for a moment, and thought that maybe it was because Fred and George hadn't enrolled yet, and the school wasn't so happy yet.

Hufflepuff students should know the entrance to the kitchen, but Isha doesn't think Isha has much access to it.

The two talked a lot during dinner, and told Aisha about Egger's adventures in the last few days, except for a few things that should not be said.

"You went to the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid?" Aisha looked at Egger and frowned slightly: "That's against the school rules, and we won't be allowed to go in." ”

"The school rules work for students, and I'm not a student right now, am I?" Iger grinned, "What's more, Dumbledore said that if you don't want to die, you don't want to go in, not that you won't be allowed to go in." ”

"Is there a difference?" Aisha looked dazed.

"There's a big difference," Iger muttered.

After dinner, Egg followed the Gryffindor students all the way to the Gryffindor common room, and the fat lady glanced at Egg in the crowd: "Honey, you will need a password to come in later." ”

"The new password is easy to remember, little egg." Aisha looked at Iger with a smile.

"Password, go in, dear." The fat lady said with a smile.

"I'm so grateful you for remembering me so much—" Egg thought in a broken way into the hole and back to the room.

"Why did you come into my room?" Iger turned to look at Aisha.

Aisha smiled and pinched Egg's little face: "Girls can enter the boys' dormitory, but boys can't enter the girls' dormitory." ”

"It's not fair." Iger spread his hands.

"There's no fairness between girls and boys, and if you're going to be in a relationship in the future, I hope you remember that." Aisha didn't care.

In the bedroom, Lark was squatting in the birdcage and closing his eyes, Aisha looked at the furnishings around him in amazement: "Dumbledore really likes you, doesn't he?" My own bedroom, the decoration is so good. ”

"Thanks to Kaka." Egg smiled: "The flowers in the room were all picked by Kaka for me, and he has been helping me clean the room." ”

Pulling out a gold Galleon and a timid pot from his bosom, Egg turned and walked out of the room, "I don't mind you staying and sleeping with me at night, but I need to go to Dumbledore's office right now." ”

Aisha smiled and walked downstairs after Egger, apparently happy with Egger's teasing.

A few minutes later, Kaka led Egg to the door of Dumbledore's office, and Egg looked at the stone sculpture in front of him: "Zizi Bee Candy." ”

Pushing the door open and entering the room, Dumbledore was taking a Ravenclaw crown and scrutinizing it.

"I'm still wondering when you'll catch up with Miss Smith, you'll be there sooner than I thought, and that's a good thing Egger." Dumbledore smiled, "Indulging in tenderness for too long may not be a good thing, it may empty your body too soon." ”

"Old rascal," Egger was expressionless, "What's the matter with calling me?" ”

"Ahh "I've received a letter from a former student at the school today, saying that you seem to have had some unkind influence on his children this afternoon. ”

"Draco Malfoy?" Egg tilted his head: "Didn't you tell him that his son might still live in my shadow in the future, let him be honest?" ”

"I did persuade him in this way, but he didn't seem to be an easy person to give up, but Seaver wrote back in time to persuade him, and he had a good relationship with the child's father." Dumbledore's sharp eyes looked at Egg: "At this point, I also hope that you can control your emotions, after all, Silence is likely to explode when you are emotional." ”

"Okay, I got it." Iger shrugged.

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly: "It's a pity, you don't seem to listen to me, do you want something to drink?" ”

Egger grinned, it seemed that Old Man Deng didn't care much about this kind of thing.

"Chilled lemon juice is ready." Iger said.

"By the way, Professor Snape asked me to inform you that, because of the start of the school year, you will have to come to his office at six o'clock in the evening every day for your studies." Dumbledore crossed his fingers in front of his chin.

Iger nodded, "I see." ”

Squeaky and squeaking from chilled lemon juice, Egg looked at Dumbledore, "Professor, there's one thing I don't quite understand. ”

"Why didn't you take care of you?" Dumbledore laughed, "Actually, I had a moment of temptation before, believe me, with my abilities, you can't feel anything. ”

Dumbledore looked at Egg, who looked surprised, and blinked, "But I didn't see anything, I just had a quick glimpse of your life for the past eight years." ”

Egger was stunned, a little puzzled.

"The human soul is a very strange thing, isn't it?" Dumbledore stood up, fiddling with the silver liquid in a basin beside him, "It can split, gather, or regenerate, and even if I am called one of the greatest white wizards, I cannot peer into the memories imprinted on my soul." ”

Dumbledore turned to look at Egg and laughed, "You're safe." ”

Iger didn't know if Dumbledore's safety meant himself or his own safety, but he was a bit of a twist right now.

Nodding his head as if he didn't understand, Egg looked at Dumbledore, "Why don't we talk about a few deals?" ”

"What deal do you want?" Dumbledore looked at Egg with interest.

"Like the crown I gave you, one for what you can offer, it's up to me to choose." Iger thought for a moment, "Even if I took you there, it's okay?" ”

Dumbledore smiled helplessly, "You're about to empty my pension, Egger." ”

Immediately looking at the somewhat lost Egg, Dumbledore still nodded: "But I agree, I think my hundred-year-old cripple still has a lot of family background..."

Egger laughed and looked at Dumbledore.

"So, what do you want to trade the crown for?" Dumbledore looked at Egg.

"Light Wheel 2001." Egg grinned. ①

"I have to say, this is a very greedy request." Dumbledore nodded in agreement, "Yes, at least so far, I haven't heard of a good broom than this." ”

Dumbledore looked at Egg and smiled, "I heard that Buck is working on a new broomstick called Twig 90, if you're not in a hurry, do you want me to order one for you?" I heard that they are going to go public next year. ”

Iger shook his head: "Forget it." ”

"I think so, I've seen their process, and I'm sure that in terms of their craftsmanship, the broom is likely to deform when it's fast, or the Halo 2001 is more suitable." Dumbledore laughed, "Are you going to give that little girlfriend to you?" ”

Iger scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's good to be young." Dumbledore looked at Egg and teased, "You can enjoy the nourishment of love unscrupulously, although you nourished it a little early." ”

Iger felt his face burn, and if he put an egg, he might be able to cook it, and hurriedly left Dumbledore's office.

At the top of the cabinet at the doorway of the Headmaster's office, a dirty, torn hat was bent, and the folds on the hat formed a human face: "I like that kid, Dumbledore, not pretentious at all, although very greedy." ”

"I also like it, this is a child who can be easily seen through." Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, "I'm sure he won't go down the wrong path." ”

"I'm sure he'll not want anything as simple as a broom next time," the Sorting Hat muttered.

Dumbledore spread his hands, seemingly agreeing with the Sorting Hat's claims.

"You're too accommodating to that little ghost, Albus!" On the portrait on the side, an old man looked at Dumbledore and said dissatisfied: "That's just a silent person, it was common in my time, he may not be able to live!" ”

"I thought you'd understand my thoughts, Phineas." Dumbledore looked at the portrait beside him, "The importance of that child is obviously not the silence in him. ”

Phineas Nigelles Black, a former headmaster with an impatient personality and, of course, the most unpopular headmaster of all time. He was Sirius's great-great-grandfather, and his personality had noticeably become more impatient since learning that Sirius, the last descendant of his family, had been imprisoned in Azkaban.

"Strange theory, I think you're old." Phineas muttered and turned away, apparently grumbling about his portrait in Hogsmeade Square.

……

Early the next morning, Egg was wandering around the Hogwarts manor, with a small silver kitten fluttering at a passing butterfly.

The morning Hogwarts air was pleasant, and the faint smell of grass mixed with the scent of flowers entered Egg's nose, and after sniffing, Egg walked towards Hagrid's hut.

"Good morning, Hagrid." Iger walked into the hut, where Hagrid was eating breakfast cakes in a pink apron.

Iger didn't understand why Hagrid had a soft spot for cookies, and he didn't understand why Hagrid could knock out other people's teeth whether he made cakes, pies, or cookies.

"Good morning, Egger." Hagrid pushed a jug of milk: "It's a pity I can't take you to the Forbidden Forest today, the pumpkin field has just been fertilized, I need to give them some deworming medicine, if you are bored, you can go to Buckbeak and let him take you to fly twice, but remember to bring him a few mouse skunks or something, that guy is very greedy." ”

Egger nodded, and looked at the breakfast milk handed by Hagrid, the milk in the pot was obviously much thicker than the milk, and the hanging cup was very serious, and Egger was not sure if he would choke on a sip.

"What kind of milk is this?" Iger asked.

Hagrid clicked and chewed the biscuit in his mouth: "The milk of the poison horn is the two poison horns released by Mr. Scamander in the Forbidden Forest, and it is said that they are the last two in the world, but they live very well in the Forbidden Forest, and now they have their own small group, at least they don't have to worry about extinction, right?" Mr. Scamander is really very great..."

Hagrid babbled, seemingly adoring Newt Scamander, Iger felt that the two were similar, both had a mysterious attachment to magical creatures, but compared to Newt, Hagrid seemed to prefer those who were large and had sharp claws and fangs...

Like dragons?

The corners of Egg's mouth twitched, and then his eyes lit up a little, speaking of which, if there is a chance to raise a giant dragon, it is actually very good?

Egg spent the whole day doing nothing, though he went to Hogsmeade in the afternoon for a drink of butterbeer, but it didn't seem to give him much fun.

At night, in Snape's office, Iger stared at the eerie stuff that bubbled in the green liquid around him, and Iger wasn't sure if Snape was a potion or an anatomy.

"Get out your wand, Egger." Snape's face was not very good, and Iger thought that he might still be haunted by the fact that he had slapped him last night, after all, Snape obviously did not have a big heart.

"I heard you unleashed a very powerful Flesh Crushing Spell at the Cauldron Bar yesterday afternoon? It seems that even if I don't teach you anything, you can use this kind of restrictive black magic at your fingertips. Snape's greasy, crooked tone lingered in Egge's ears, and Iger wasn't sure if he needed to scold him now, as he hadn't yet heard whether Snape meant praise or sarcasm.

"It's over," Iger said after a moment's thought.

"You think I'm complimenting you?" Snape glanced coldly at Egg.

Iger was at a loss: "Isn't it? ”

"Obviously, it was my mistake to try to communicate with someone like you who has no brains." Snape snorted.

"I thought we would have a common language." Egger replied without being salty, I'm stupid and you're stupid, everyone is the same!

Snape's face was ugly, he found that in the verbal confrontation, he basically had little hope of defeating Egger, and he wanted to deduct points but didn't know who to deduct, and they hadn't been sorted yet.

I want to be locked up but don't have a good reason, Egger is not a student.

Thinking of a tongue lock on his throat, Egger is still wearing his armor twenty-four hours a day.

Why did I teach him the Iron Armor Charm? Snape was expressionless, feeling terrible.