The next thing is that Dumbledore released a story mission, and also specifically emphasized that the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor is dangerous.

John just wanted to complain about this, didn't you clearly ask the curious lion to hurry over and have a look?

Then came the sorting ceremony, and the first to take the stage was the thunderous Hannah Abbott.

The Sorting Hat assigns her to Hufflepuff.

By the time it was John's turn, Hermione had already been assigned to Gryffindor and was looking at him expectantly.

No one wants to be separated from their friends.

"John Wick."

Professor McGonagall called out John's name, and John walked up.

Smooth jet-black hair, delicate countenance, and perfectly held wizard robes.

The little girls of the age of foreigners were no more precocious than the Great Celestial Empire, and they talked about this good-looking boy with red faces in whispers.

Coming under the Sorting Hat, John saw the spider working on the brim of the Sorting Hat, and he almost dodged it in disgust.

Although I have an impression of the shaunky wizard along the way, it is too dirty.

Wouldn't Professor McGonagall feel sick when she held it?

The Sorting Hat was placed on his head, and the Sorting Hat was heard in a depraved voice.

"What a rude little wizard, as arrogant as Slytherin!"

John was embarrassed, not expecting the Sorting Hat to know what he was thinking.

For this reason, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Is this a regent?" ”

"Regents? The little wizard still knows about this advanced magic, but unfortunately it is not. ”

As the hat of the original founder, Gryffindor, the Sorting Hat certainly doesn't use the Regent, but is more advanced to be precise.

"It's really hard to choose, you have courage and a spirit of exploration, hard work and inclusive fraternity, shrewdness and ambition, and dedication to honor...... This fits well with Slytherin. ”

The Sorting Hat muttered to himself in embarrassment, and John froze for a moment.

Wait, you didn't mention anything about wisdom, is this implying that you're stupid?

It's too much.

No, it's all about how I got involved with Slytherin.

He is not a pure-blood, and the Slytherin is a pure-blood, which is simply a natural antithesis to himself.

As for ambition or something, John is also very innocent, he just wants to be the next Dumbledore's multi-level wizard, what's wrong with that?

Do you dare to say that you didn't say you wanted to be Superman when you were a kid?

At most, I still want to dominate an academy, isn't this the same as becoming a class president, a fart ambition.

Slander, absolutely slander!

It's a pity that no matter how much he brainstormed, the Sorting Hat finally hesitated and shouted out the answer,

"Slytherin!"

“what？”

John was dumbfounded, I'm a Muggle-born, you sent me to Slytherin.

Who doesn't know that Slytherin is a pure-blood, and he is not even a half-blood, at most he is a mudblood.

Let yourself pass, doesn't this show that you are going to be bullied?

The Sorting Hat said lightly, "Don't worry, little wizard, your honor will impress you in Slytherin." ”

"I suspect you're taking revenge for speaking ill of you." John was skeptical.

The Sorting Hat distribution was absolute, something that even Dumbledore couldn't change.

There was no way he could change it, so he walked towards Slytherin with heavy steps.

At Gryffindor, two worried glances were cast.

Both Hermione and Neville were worried about their friends.

"Alas...... Life is not easy. ”

Good to die, Slytherin was left with only one place left next to Malfoy.

When he walked over and sat down, Malfoy saw that he was so good-looking and polite, and thought that he was some pure-blooded child.

After all, in Malfoy's cognition, pure-bloods are so elegant, and they don't even think of Muggles.

As a child of the Malfoy family, he is not willing to live in the ordinary, and it is a good thing for him to have an extra help.

So he proudly stretched out his hand and said, "Draco Malfoy, Divine Twenty-Eight Pure-Blood Malfoy." ”

He looked up proudly and looked at people through his nostrils.

It's like a male peacock who is eager to show off his mate.

John glanced at it, shook it politely, and said calmly, "John Wick." ”

Malfoy admired his acquaintance, unlike the Harry Potter.

Although the other party was not a Divine Twenty-Eight pure-blooded person, he decided to treat this classmate well with such an attitude of acquaintance.

So he proudly asked, "Are you a pure-blood or a half-blood?" ”

John glanced at his proud appearance and said lightly, "Neither." ”

Malfoy's expression froze, didn't he?

Isn't that all Muggles?

"You're a mudblood."

A word came to mind, and Malfoy said it subconsciously.

The next second.

His jaw pounded, and then he saw the scene change in front of him.

Crabbe's screams and Goyle's screams rang out.

This was followed by a commotion throughout the house, and then a rebuke from Professor McGonagall.

On his first day of school, Malfoy spent the night at the school hospital.

...

First Thursday of school.

"Alas, life is always so full of uncertainties."

"Ah, life, life is short and urgent."

In the trophy room, John is wiping James Potter's medal with a rag as graceful as a waiter with a white handkerchief.

The overseer, Filch, pinned his head to it in frustration.

On the first day of school, he hit the son of the school director, and it was already an extrajudicial favor for John to be able to continue to wipe the medals here.

Not to mention, he also stuck a fork into the back of Goyle's hand, pressing the little wizard's head into close contact with the table.

Although it was because Malfoy spoke first to insult, this attack was too ruthless.

Slytherin's points had been deducted from the school year, and Snape's face was dripping with gloomy face.

If it weren't for Dumbledore's intercession, it is estimated that John would have dropped out of school.

As punishment, John was in the trophy showroom to rub the trophy for two months.

It is also because of this that John's name as soon as he started school resounded throughout Hogwarts.

He was the best student this year.

Filch's cat, Mrs. Loris, licked the fur off her paws, and the Maine, though large, was ridiculously thin.

John finished his day's work and waved at Loris.

"Bye-bye Lady Loris, I'll bring you some cat food tomorrow and see how thin you are."

After saying hello, before Filch could get angry, John left the trophy room first.

Back in the Slytherin common room, John let the conversation of the little wizard die down as soon as he entered.

The young wizards were terrified of his brutality at the beginning of the school year, and some even proclaimed him the 'Boogeyman'.

Because of his hair and the sharp skills of that day, he was called this nickname.

The meaning is similar to that of demons, which shows their fear of John.

John didn't take this to heart, and the fight also had his own intentions.

As a wizard from a Muggle family, if you don't want to be a Slytherin bully, you better use your prestige.

Clearly, he did.

It only came at the cost of having no friends in Slytherin, but it wasn't without its benefits.

He started a series of quests called 'Daredevil', which can be completed by completing the Night Tour for 100 hours, and can also reward a 'Daredevil' blessing.

...

I went back to my room.

Fearing that John would have another confrontation with someone else, he was offered a single room.

This makes him happy so that he can also have a convenient dog and exercise.

Three-month-old Tom is on the move, jumping up and down in the room, sometimes going to provoke Basil the Snowy Owl.

It's just that this is usually done in exchange for a wing of Basil, and then honestly not long after he continues to be beaten.

The first thing he did when he came back was to start exercising.

It's his daily lesson, and it's also a way to build up his magic.

[Fitness: Improve the adaptability of magic through exercise, and absorb magic in the process of exercise. 】

"Okay, magic apprentice, how do you feel like I'm about to become a berserker."

After the workout, John touched his obviously enlarged muscles, is it really good for a first-grader to have eight-pack abs?

Who's magic power is accumulated by exercising, but he has been doing this all these years, and he has developed a habit.

Take a shower to end the day.