Today is a Slytherin.

Of course, this group of little wizards pulled the aristocratic shelf, and the carnival also seemed much more reserved. They sat in the auditorium "so expensive", and then slowly commented on where they had not done the decoration just now, and occasionally mixed with admiration for the decorations of the other teachers......

If it weren't for the loud voice, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been so Versailles.

But now......

Just looking at the unconvinced expressions of the Gryffindors next to him, he knew that showing off was really showing off.

Jem Holens, as the prefect, arranged everything in place at this moment, and then slowly walked into the auditorium.

He had evidently heard of the afternoon feat of the first-year students, and now he looked around at the Slytherin square table, the white tablecloth with gold-green lace, the delicate patterns of gold dust on the dishes, and the silver-green tent with perfect folds and deep falling on the arched floor-to-ceiling windows......

[In other words, it is the best to read aloud and listen to books at present, @, install the latest version.] 】

and the pumpkin decoration on the table, bats, birds, and the candle flames in the pumpkin's belly are often surging out of the snake.

His blue eyes stared at Lin An, and then he said earnestly, "It's really a big loss for Slytherin not to choose you as a prefect."

Lin An subconsciously looked at the silent prefect sitting next to him - his name was Hobe Lawrence, and he was like a silent porter in Slytherin, carrying wherever he was needed.

Hearing this at this moment, not only was he not unhappy, but he also nodded repeatedly.

However, Jem Hollens deserves to be Jem Holens, and I saw his blue eyes staring at Hobe, who was just in the second grade, and then said in a more gentle and respectful tone, "Your mind is even more admirable to me."

"I'm glad that the captain of the first year is you."

Boy!

This bowl of water is flat enough!

Lin An admired in his heart, thinking that it was not unreasonable for Slytherin to often gather a large number of people to do things together.

In terms of this thoughtfulness and language arts, which Gryffindor student can do it?

You must know that Ron, as his own brother, still dislikes Percy as an official fan!

The atmosphere of their entire academy has nothing to do with politics.

Draco was rarely quiet tonight, and he really put a lot of effort into the afternoon's decoration, this snow-white tablecloth that Lin An was extremely satisfied with, with a sheepskin texture and a particularly good drape, was made little by little by him with a transformation technique that he was not yet proficient in—

For a first-year student, it was a lot of effort.

But fortunately, it finally came to fruition, and even Draco himself was deeply amazed by his own aesthetics.

- Although the tablecloth may be about to lose its magic at the end of the dinner, it is enough to make him proud.

……

Halloween is a big day, and the whole auditorium is bustling with activity.

Lin An only had time to say hello to Harry from afar, and soon saw the little savior being led by Ron into the student pile.

And he glanced at the Gryffindor table, and he couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.

And...... Halloween...... Is there anything else going on?

I'm really sorry, after all, the two lives have been separated too long, and the original book was even read when she was a student.

What a detailed content do you want now...... It really can only be relied on by fate and a flash of inspiration.

Until Draco picks up a potato with the skin on.

Yes, they don't peel potatoes when they boil them, although it's just a thin layer of skin -

And just when the little young master frowned, and a trace of dissatisfaction was just brewing in his gray-blue eyes, the door of the auditorium was suddenly pushed open heavily!

Professor Quirrell ran in.

His large scarf was crooked on his head, his face full of horror, and then he staggered to Dumbledore's side, then slumped over to the table:

"Trolls—in the basement classroom—thought you should know."