Quiescence.

The deathly silence began on the stage and spread throughout the auditorium.

At the long table in Gryffindor House, there were two tall, red-haired boys who looked exactly the same, and they wanted to cheer for the new students who joined Gryffindor as they had done before—only to clapped their hands twice and suddenly realized that something was wrong—so they stopped applauding, and looked at each other on the ground.

……

It was the primitive instinctive desire to survive that made Lin Xiaoan, who was almost solidified into a statue, start to act.

With tears in his eyes and trembling all over his body, he moved his heavy steps towards the Gryffindor table.

That expression, that action, if it is paired with "Funeral Song", it will be perfect.

Can't go back!

Can't look back!!

There is no going back!!

Lin Xiaoan, who was in a daze, only had this thought in his mind, he didn't dare, he didn't dare to look back at the faculty chair-

Thinking with his toes, he also knew that Professor Snape's face was not good-

It's not just that it's not good-looking, Professor Snape's face can be described as iron blue or pitch black now!

If Professor Snape's incomparably sharp eyes staring at Lin Xiao'an's back could be substantial, then Lin Xiaoan's back would have been filled with knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, ge, hammers, hammers, rods, sticks, lances, spears, palladium, durians, keyboards, and Mama Rong's needles......

Lin Xiao'an endured the pinprick-like stinging sensation in his back, and trembled at the long Gryffindor table, and found an empty seat farthest from the faculty chair to sit down—Hermione Granger seemed to want to come and chat with him—Lin Xiaoan covered his face with his hands and said vaguely:

"No, whoever it is, please stay away from me...... Please...... I want to be quiet...... Don't ask me who Jingjing is...... I'm not in the mood to flirt with my sister now, thank you......"

……

It took a while for Professor McGonagall to come to her senses and continue to read the freshman's name: "Pick it up, and then ...... Neville Longbottom! ”

Lin Xiaoan's eardrums were buzzing like an airplane engine roaring in his ears, and he didn't hear Neville Longbottom or Gryffindor, nor Draco Malfoy going to Slytherin, nor did he hear—

"We've got Potter! We've got Potter! ”

Black-haired, green-eyed, with a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, a small man, and a pair of tattered round black-rimmed glasses, the savior of the wizarding world—

Harry Potter, when he was assigned to Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat, the Gryffindor House students gave the loudest cheers and cheers.

The two red-haired twin boys danced and yelled.

……

Recognized as the greatest wizard of our time, defeated the dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, discovered the twelve uses of dragon blood, worked with his partner Nicol Lemay in alchemy, loved chamber music and the ten-column wooden ball game, loved sweets, was tall and thin, had long silver hair, had a long silver beard, blue eyes hidden behind half-moon-shaped glasses, and had a long but crooked nose, The scar on his left knee is a complete map of the London Underground Professor Albus Dumbledore, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, glanced deeply, deeply at Professor Snape, the Headmaster of Slytherin House: "Severus, Mr. Kobayashi is still a child, please don't put too much pressure on him. ”

Severus didn't want to speak, and gave Albus a disgusted look.

……

After the last remaining freshman, Blaise Shabini, was sorted into Slytherin, Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment, picked up the Sorting Hat and left the Great Hall.

Albus Dumbledore stood up.

He looked at the students below him with a smile on his face and stretched out his arms to them, as if nothing made him happier than seeing the students in one room.

"Welcome!" He said, "Welcome to Hogwarts to start the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words, and that is: stupid! Cry! Residue! Wring! ”

"Thank you!"

As soon as Professor Dumbledore's words ended, a variety of delicacies appeared on the empty plates on several tables: roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea sprouts, carrots, gravy, tomato sauce...... And for some weird reason, there's even mint hard candy.

……

Lin Xiaoan cheered up and turned grief into appetite - even if the flower grower dies, he can't be a starving ghost! - Reached for a plate of steak, cut off a large piece, stuffed it viciously into his mouth, and chewed it heavily.

It's all like this, you can eat whatever you want. Lin Xiaoan broke the jar and gave up treatment.

Hermione Granger looked at Lin Xiao'an worriedly, and unconsciously, her address to Lin Xiao'an had been changed to a more intimate one: "Xiao An, are you okay?" ”

Not good, very bad.

Everything is illusory, and the marquee of life has come to an end......

Lin Xiaoan was covered with sweat from the back of his neck to his back, his heart was cold, and even the bones were filled with a trace of coolness, but there was not even a bowl of hot soup on the table!

"It's good, I'm good, couldn't be better. As long as I can survive tonight, I have nothing to fear! ”

Lin Xiaoan smiled miserably and recommended to Hermione: "Hermione, you try this steak, medium rare, and the tenderness is just right." ”

……

After the main course, another round of dessert was served.

When everyone had stopped eating, Professor Lido stood up again, and the auditorium was silent.

"Okay, now that everyone is full and drunk, I want to say a few more words to you.

At the beginning of the semester, I would like to make a few points to note with you.

First-year students should note that the wooded area on the school grounds is off-limits to any students, and some of our older students should also remember this. ”

Dumbledore's shining eyes swept towards the red-haired twins.

"Also, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to do magic in the hallways between classes.

The Quidditch player review will take place in the second week of the semester. If you are interested in joining the team, please contact Ms. Huo Qi.

Finally, I must tell you that anyone who does not want to suffer an accident, a painful and tragic death, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor. ”

A handful of students started laughing.

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore finished speaking, and the smiles of the other teachers in the faculty seemed to freeze.

Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a long ribbon of gold floated out of the wand, flying over the table and writhing like a snake, coiling lines of text.

"Each person chooses their favorite tune." Dumbledore said, "Ready, sing!" ”