The students squeezed out the door of the auditorium, and the male and female prefects of each house were standing at the door to greet the students of their own houses. Hufflepuff's male prefect is Cadwallad, a fifth-year student.

"Hufflepuff freshmen assemble here!" He shouted

Ivy walked over and said, "Cadwallad, please take them over first, I need some help from Professor Sprout." ”

"You can go first, this person hasn't arrived yet. If you can move quickly, I can wait for you. He reminded

"Okay, if I don't show up at the point, you guys go first" Ivy patted Betty and returned to the auditorium.

In the hall, Dumbledore was gone, and several professors hadn't left yet.

"Hello professors," Ivy said hello before turning to his dean, "Professor Sprout, can I delay you for some time?" ”

"Of course, is there anything going on?" Professor Sprout was a benevolent and optimistic man. Like Professor Snape, she favored the students of her house.

"I have something I want to discuss with Headmaster Dumbledore, could you please take me to the Headmaster's office?" Ivey pleaded

"Can I find out first?"

"I want to get some privileges, such as free access to the Forbidden Forest."

"It's dangerous, and I can't guarantee that the headmaster will promise you." Dean Sprout discouraged

"Rest assured, I know what to expect"

"Okay, please follow me"

An 11-year-old kid said that he had something to do with the principal, and to be honest, he believed it from the people of this world.

Follow the Dean through the hallways and up several stairs to the tallest spire at Hogwarts. After going up the stairs, there is still a corridor, but at the end there is a door carved into it with a large stone beast. Dean Sprout walked up to the stone beast and shouted

"Chilled lemon juice!"

The stone beast began to spin and rise, revealing a spiral staircase behind it.

"Go up," Dean Sprout said to Ivey

He walked up the spiral steps, which led to the office door. A gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a sphin.

Ivy knocked on the knocker

"Come in," the old voice came as Ivy pushed the door open

The principal's room is a spacious, beautiful circular room. The walls around him were covered with portraits of the old headmasters, all of whom were looking at Ivy from their frames. There is also a huge table next to the stairs with claw-shaped legs. There is a lot of silverware on the table, and there is a silver round basin. On the shelf behind the door is a phoenix resting with its eyes closed. As for the Sorting Hat I just saw, it was also on the shelf.

Professor Dumbledore was leaning over the silver basin, using his wand to pull something glowing like silk thread from his head.

"Mr. Shafiq, is there anything I can do to help you?" The headmaster spoke

"Mr. Headmaster, I have a request. I want to be able to enter the Forbidden Forest as I like," Ivy bowed

"Mr. Shafiq, although your family is the director of the school, I want to think about your safety first"

"Headmaster, I am not asking you as a school director, but as a student. Also, you don't have to worry about safety, I don't think I've had a problem protecting myself now. ”

Dumbledore looked back at him, "Shafiq's abilities are naturally very strong - but Mr. Shafiq is also unexpectedly sophisticated"

"No way. I lost my father before I was born, I was constantly threatened by the Death Eaters, and my mother was a bit out of line, so I learned to support myself at an early age. Ivy had already figured out his words

"Well-Miss Erin is indeed a maverick" Perhaps Erin's unreliable personality is convincing, and Dumbledore agrees with this statement. He turned back and continued to tinker with the meditation basin.

"Ivey, are you good friends with Harry?"

"We went to elementary school together for six years" did not answer positively. He believed that Dumbledore knew Harry's every move in the Muggle world.

"You know Harry's background, if Harry needs your help one day—"

"I can protect him," Ivy replied after a moment's thought

"Then I'm fine, Mr. Shafiq. I will inform the Professors later that you will be appointed Acting Prefect of Hufflepuff, and your actions will be unfettered at Hogwarts. However, I would advise you not to go to those dangerous places. ”

"Thank you very much"

Leave the principal's office

"Dean Sprout, thank you for your help!" Ivy bowed and thanked him

"It's okay, kid. Let's go, I'll take you to the Hufflepuff lounge. If you don't know how to do it, you won't be able to get in. ”

The two of them left here and walked to another tower. Overhead, cascading marble staircases connect the many passages. The surrounding walls are covered with portraits, all of which are movable. At this point, many of them have fallen asleep. And they weren't trapped in the portrait, as Ivy had just seen a woman walk towards the edge of her frame and step out of the portrait next to her.

"Be very careful! These stairs are constantly moving, and if you're not careful, you can break into dangerous places. But they also move regularly and lead to a specific area at a specific time. As for the specific law - well, you will know it after a long time. ”

It seems that the dean himself did not remember

"Actually, there's another way – it's the person who paints it. Hi Hughes woman. Dean Sprout greets the woman in the portrait on the left, looking in the mirror.

"If you can't find your way, you can ask them. These portraits are clear to them every day on the stairs and the laws of change, but remember, be polite! The other thing to watch out for is Peeves. Peeves will often play tricks on students here, but don't worry, he has a good relationship with the Fat Friar and doesn't usually play tricks on Hufflepuff students. On the way back, Professor Sprout had been helping Ivey familiarize himself with the castle environment.

Finally, the two stopped in a hallway, with a number of barrels stacked on top of each other in front of them.

"The entrance to the Hufflepuff Lounge is here," Professor Sprout said, reaching out and tapping the bottom of the bucket in the middle of the second row

"The rhythm of the percussion is two rapid and one slow. If you make the wrong knock, you will be poured vinegar, and the smell will be difficult to clean. ”

As the dean gave the right command, the lid of the barrel began to turn, and the lid continued to expand until the door to the common room was exposed.

"Ivey, you must remember how to open the door! Now, let's go in and rest."

"Thank you again"

He walked in. There are still quite a few people in the lounge, and the little wizards are more energetic. Ivy finds Betty in the crowd and comes up to her. Betty had changed into purple pajamas and was leaning back on the couch for dessert. It should be mentioned here that the Hufflepuff lounge is right next to the kitchen, and it is common for young wizards to sneak food in the middle of the night.

"It's back," Betty said

"Well, it's over"

He sat down next to her

"It feels like you're hiding something from me"

"I'm only 11 years old, what can I hide from you?"

"It's not for sure, you're always like an adult"

"I'm embarrassed to say others, look at how you look like a little girl, live like a noblewoman."

"Then what are you doing all this?"

"I'm going to be a chef"

"Cook?" Betty looked at him with disdain, "As one of the most powerful pure-blood families, the last heir of the Shafiq family is going to become a chef. ”

"Hey, you're discriminating! Every profession needs respect"

"I didn't discriminate against professions, I just despise you"

"Don't be in a hurry to despise me first, when I practice later, you will be blessed." Ivy hugged Betty and leaned over with a hippie smile.

"If you want to eat well, I can learn from my cousin. Still need you to practice on your own? ”

"You guys? It's not that I look down on you, the food here, even if it's ceiling-level food, is very average, even if you learn it, that's it. I'm different, and you may not have heard of the dishes I master. Ivy first despised the British food, and then boasted triumphantly.

"Hehe, I remember that you didn't seem to have cooked a meal since you were a freshman, and I'm afraid you can't even wash the dishes." Betty obviously didn't like him, "Besides, cooking is a technical job. Give you a live chicken, will you kill it? ”

"Uh-" I really asked him, although he had cooked a lot of dishes, he really hadn't killed chickens.

Looking at him a little dumbfounded, Betty got up and walked to the bedroom

"So, let's be a good wizard, I'm going to rest. Not to wait for you, go to bed early"