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The shadow on Neville from that smile had been so deep that he hadn't recovered by the time he was sorted.

He almost fell as he walked towards the high platform, causing a burst of laughter from the young wizards, who thought he was too nervous.

"Gryffindor!" The Sorting Hat thought about it for a while before making this difficult decision.

Nervous, Neville forgot that he was still wearing the Sorting Hat and hurried towards the Gryffindor table, only to return the Sorting Hat to Professor McGonagall to the laughter of the young wizards.

During this period, a little wizard wanted to come over and get close to Jelf, but he was almost frightened by Jelf's look and retracted.

"We've got Potter, we've got Potter!" When Harry Potter was sorted into Gryffindor, the Great Hall was doubling in celebration. With the exception of Hermione, who had buried her head in Jelf's arm, and Jelph, who had comforted her, all the little wizards stood up and cheered.

The Hufflepuff wizards of the four colleges cheered with the wind, and Ravenclaw was the quietest, but some of them still had their eyes fixed on Jelf.

Slytherins, by contrast, were in a two-on-one conversation.

"I've said it a long time ago, that broken... Tema is not the same as us. A platinum-blond Draco on the Slytherin table felt like he had something to say, so he spoke first.

This statement was echoed by most Slytherin wizards.

Harry of the Potter family? I'm sorry, though he was the one who took out Voldemort. But most Slytherin wizards really didn't see anything unusual about this Potter.

What's more, the aristocracy is profitable. What else does the Potter family have now? What qualifications do they value?

Hearing the echo and approval of his companions, Draco continued with some smugness, "And that Jelf, I don't think we need to care, it's just..."

"Enough Malfoy." Before Draco could continue, he was interrupted. And the person who interrupted him was a girl, and her tone was very stern, pointing directly at Draco's last name.

Daphne Greengrass.

"The people of the von Heinfelt family are not something we can comment on." Then another Slytherin wizard spoke, and it was a senior wizard of great repute.

And he sternly warned Malfoy not to comment on Gerf, let alone try to trouble Gerf.

"Although I don't understand why Gerf didn't come to our Slytherin, I'm sure he has his own reasons for doing so, and think of the people who offended the von Heinfeldt's family in the past."

The little wizards who knew something inside not only shuddered when they heard this.

Marcus, the sixth-year Slytherin senior, looked coldly at the little wizard present, and stopped everyone's discussion.

For the first time, Draco felt that his father's name wasn't as good as it used to be.

Several family members were not inferior to the Malfoy family, and even slightly higher family members did not buy his Draco account at all. As soon as Jelf was involved, the attitude of these people immediately changed sharply.

I'm going home and ask my dad, Draco made a note in his mind.

All the young wizards were sorted out, and the feast finally began.

"Welcome to Hogwarts to start the school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words. That's it: stupid! Cry! Residue! Screw!" Dumbledore stood up and made his final remarks.

Countless foods appeared on everyone's table with Dumbledore's voice, roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks...

In a word... None of them looked so tasty.

Jelf just cut a small lamb chop and tasted it to confirm it even more.

It's decent, it's not unpalatable, but it's not as delicious as it gets.

Well, it's okay with the taste of dessert. But Jelf doesn't like to eat too many desserts.

These are all dishes made by house-elves, but you have to know that house-elves don't have the same taste as humans.

But when I think that this is a rotten country, the dishes made by the people of the rotten country... It's a relief to think about.

I heard that Hufflepuff had its own private kitchen, and it seemed that I had to go there when I had time, otherwise my sense of taste would be ruined sooner or later.

Jelf gracefully picked up a piece of cake and swallowed it reluctantly.

I don't have the legendary ability to open the valley, and my body will not be able to eat if I don't eat.

The other young wizards were discussing at the table, while Jelf and Hermione quietly munched on their food.

Eat silently, sleep silently.

It's a good habit.

This was the result of Jelf's influence on Hermione, and of course Hermione and Jelf were swallowing the food with the same difficulty.

Hermione's pickiness about food had been corrupted by Jelf.

Jelf's cooking skills are the same as those of his pharmacy, though not at the master level. But the taste is definitely better than these rotten national dishes that are either grilled or fried.

"First-year students are aware that the woods on campus are off-limits to students. Some of our old classmates should also remember this... 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. ”

Finally, in a jumbled pitched song, the dinner finally ended.

"Get a good night's sleep, don't read too late, and rest early." Gryffindor's dormitories are male and female, Gerf explained to Hermione in the Gryffindor common room.

"Hmm... You too. Hermione squirmed. Jelf, it's good to have met you. ”

The moonlight at night is fascinating, especially on a sunny day. When the young wizards of each house returned to their dormitories to rest, there was an extra figure in the common room of Slytherin House that did not belong to their house.

Then, using his skillful illusion charm, Jerf walked to the other side of the tapestry on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle where the troll stick beat Barnabas the Silly.

At night, when Jelph returned to his bedroom, he lay quietly in his spatial ring, a delicate crown of somewhat dull color.

Since the curriculum of the four houses was not consistent, the young wizards began their busy day after the second day.

For Jelf, the most boring thing at Hogwarts was the Wednesday night astrology class and the history of magic, and Jelf was known to be a pragmatist. If astrological speculation class could still be to look at the stars with Hermione at night, then the history of magic was a nightmare for Jelf.

Boring + boring. Obviously a good historical story would have been better if it had been told by a different professor, but Professor Binns in this class told the same eulogy as the farewell of the body.

The hypnotic effect is unusually outstanding, and even people like Jelf, who have a shadow of sleep, are tortured and would rather sleep with nightmares, which can be imagined how boring the content is.

The key is this kind of class, and Hermione is especially spiritual. Sitting next to Hermione, let alone sleeping, or being distracted, she had to be pinched once in the waist.

Aren't you obviously listening to the lecture? How do I know I'm deserting? Jelf was puzzled.

Professor Sprout in the Herbology class was a rather kind old woman who liked to wear patched wizarding robes, though her actual age was not as old as she looked.

Of course, Professor Sprout must also be a wizard with high mana. This was evident from the first time Jelf met the gracious professor, and it was a truly vast magic.

Even Gerf had a faint sense of absurdity, she was the strongest dean of the four colleges, and she was also the most hidden.

Sure enough, none of the four Hogwarts presidents were good friends.

Even at the time of Dumbledore's death, Professor Sprout was the most adamant of having Dumbledore's body buried at Hogwarts.

However, Jelf didn't plan to be her enemy, whether she was strong or not had little to do with Jelf, and Jelf was now a student. Isn't it a good thing for students to have strong teachers?

Gerf didn't know about the other disciplines, but in the subject of herbalism alone, Professor Sprout was a living encyclopedia.

As long as Jelf has a question and asks Professor Sprout for advice, he will definitely get the answer he wants.

Every teacher likes to learn students, and Professor Sprout gave Gryffindor a lot of points in particular for that.

Of course, Jelf lacks interest in asking questions in class and the like, and pragmatists have little interest in what they already know.

So it's usually Hermione, who is more aggressive, who rushes to answer.

Hermione seemed to be stunned by the so-called House Cup points, and Hermione was the first to speak actively whenever the teacher asked her questions during class.

It only took a week to add more than 20 points to Gryffindor, and Quidditch can only add more than 100 points to the House Cup, which is still once a semester.

However, this didn't care at all for these little wizards like Gryffindor, who had always been nervous, but because of Hermione's positive speech, these unlucky little wizards also gave Hermione the title of a jack of all trades. (Jack-of-all-trades here is ironic.) ）

But because of Jelf, no young wizard would have dared to call Hermione that to her face.

The teacher of the Charms class was Professor Flitwick of Ravenclaw, who was also quite a powerful wizard. This made Jelf sigh again at Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Hogwarts.

No matter which dean of the four major academies is, their mana is strong above those so-called elites in the wizarding world.

Professor Flitwick is said to have some goblin blood, so he has a high level of proficiency in spells. Gerf also had the same attitude towards Professor Sprout as before, and consulted Professor Flitwick whenever he had doubts during the cultivation process.

Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick were both very good-natured teachers, and would patiently explain his doubts to Jelf even when he was blocked in the office during breaks.

This is the job of teachers.

Although Jelf asked them to answer more questions than even adult wizards, the two professors were not too surprised.

At the same time, the level of Gerf's spell is rising rapidly, and the speed of growth is so fast that Professor Jelf's Professor Flitwick is surprised to close his mouth, and sure enough, the so-called closed-door learning method is not advisable.

As for the so-called elite professors in the wizarding world, their level is not at the same level as the two professors at Hogwarts.