Chapter 11: At the Banquet
Sumptuous food suddenly appeared on the empty plate in front of Zhang Xiao: roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, potato chips, (why are they all potatoes?) And mint hard candy.
The people of the Snake Courtyard don't seem to like the lions, they like to have lively conversations, and they talk about their summer vacation experiences while eating their food.
"Yes, my dad and I went to see the Scottish national team and we took a picture with Hector Lamont, the Seeker, and to be honest, although Hector didn't catch the Golden Snitch in last year's World Cup final, I insist that he is just a fingertip away from being the best Seeker in the world. (Note 1)"
"I went to a high-end private auction and the stuff was pretty good, but I only got my eye on a helmet made of a 17th century goblin for less than 1,000 Galleons, which was worth the money."
Even Malfoy was bragging to Clark and Goyle about his vacation life with his parents, and he pouted Zhang Xiao as he spoke, wanting to see how Zhang Xiao reacted.
Zhang Xiao didn't participate in the topic, he rummaged through the food he was interested in, but unfortunately there were almost none, but he noticed that only some people were talking at the Slytherin table, and some people kept their heads down and didn't say a word, eating their food quickly, and occasionally whispering a few words.
This made Zhang Xiao very curious, so he pulled the boastful Malfoy and asked:
"What's going on with those people?"
Malfoy looked impatiently at the place where Zhang Xiao was pointing, and sneered: "Those are all half-bloods, not noble pure-blood wizards, and what is even more ridiculous is that some of them grew up in Muggle society." ”
"By the way, you're also half-blood?" Malfoy suddenly smiled wickedly and looked at him suspiciously.
Zhang Xiao glared at him angrily:
"I'm Chinese!"
Malfoy thought for a while and didn't understand what the connection between the "Chinese" and the question he asked, and the wizarding world didn't know much about China, so he had to snort vaguely, looking at the half-breed Slytherins who ate and laughed:
"Look at the way they gobble, it's pitiful, I guess they can only taste such delicious and hearty food at the opening banquet at Hogwarts."
Zhang Xiao was stunned, he looked at Malfoy with one chicken leg in one hand speechlessly, delicious and hearty? Except for Sheng Neng, the other three words were far behind, and he asked disdainfully:
"You call these things delicious? Are there anything else besides meat and potatoes? ”
Looking at Zhang Xiao's inactive contempt, Malfoy suddenly felt that the chicken leg in his hand suddenly didn't smell good, and he asked tentatively:
"So what's delicious? French food? My dad also took me to French food, and it was indeed more delicious and stylish than it is now. ”
Zhang Xiao inserted a boiled potato and looked at it with disgust, "I have the opportunity to take you to see and understand, French food is not bad, and I think you may not think it is delicious, the taste is too different." ”
The question of who is the number one in the world between Chinese food and French food is the same as sweet and salty tofu brain, which is very noisy on the Internet in the previous life.
Zhang Xiao, who had nothing to do after stuffing his stomach, looked around, and this time his eyes were focused on a ghost sitting not far away.
His robes were stained with silver blood, his eyes were hollow and melancholy, his cheeks were emaciated, and he floated silently at the Slytherin table.
Malfoy came over again, thinking in his heart that the noble Malfoy family must not be compared, if Zhang Xiao felt that it was not delicious, he would eat it instead, then the Malfoy family was not white and noble?
With the trademark fart and haughty smile on his face, Malfoy whispered:
"You don't know who it is, do you? My dad told me about it, do you want to know? ”
Zhang Xiao said casually:
"Ah, Barro, the Bloody Man, who failed to chase Helena and finally committed suicide, is very prestigious among the ghosts, and it is he who issued an order in the Ghost Council to prohibit Peeves from attending the New School Year banquet."
Malfoy's smile froze on his face, why do you understand that? Even better than his green flag? He didn't know what the ghost council was.
"What you said is true?" Malfoy asked with a frown, skeptical.
"Don't you really ask for yourself?" Zhang Xiao pulled the fruit bowl, took out a bunch of grapes from it, and ate them one by one. The taste is really good, sweet and sour.
Malfoy looked at Barrow, the Bloody Man not far away, shrunk his neck heartily, and muttered something quietly.
Eventually, the food on the plate changed from a meal to a dessert, and finally disappeared.
Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The restaurant is also quiet. "Oh, now that everyone is full and drunk, I want to say a few more words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I would like to make a few points to note with you. ”
"First-year students are aware that the woods on campus are off-limits to students. Some of our old classmates should also remember this. ”
Dumbledore's shining gaze swept in Gryffindor's direction.
"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 term. If you are interested in joining the college team, please contact Mrs. Huo Qi.
"Finally, I must tell you that anyone who does not want to suffer an accident or a painful death should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."
There was laughter on the Gryffindor table again, and Zhang Xiao was a little speechless, because it was the laughter of the iron-headed baby Harry, and unexpectedly Malfoy was also laughing, and he didn't forget to brag to Clark and Goyle:
"Dumbledore's joke is funny, my dad is the director of Hogwarts, and he told me that the school will not put any students in danger, otherwise Dumbledore's headmaster throne will be lost."
"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore exclaimed. Zhang Xiao noticed that the smiles of the other teachers seemed to freeze.
Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a long ribbon of gold flew out of it, twisting like a snake over the high dining table.
"Each person chooses their favorite tune." Dumbledore said, "Ready, sing!"
So all the teachers and students sang loudly: Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us knowledge, whether we are old people who have lost our heads or children who have broken our knees, our minds can accept some interesting things.
Because now our minds are empty, full of air, dead flies and trivialities, teaching us some valuable knowledge, giving back to us what we have forgotten, you just have to do your best, and leave the rest to ourselves, and we will study hard until we turn into dung.
Everyone sang the school song seven by one. Zhang Xiao's voice is particularly loud, and he sings the king of love songs of Gu Juji.
It's twice as long as the Weasley brothers' "Funeral March." Dumbledore used his wand to direct the three of them, and when he saw the Weasley brothers finish singing, Zhang Xiao also stopped singing, and Dumbledore's applause was the loudest.
"Music," he said, rubbing his eyes, "is more glamorous than anything we've done here!" It's bedtime time. Let's go back to the dormitory. ”
Zhang Xiao also wiped her eyes, she was sleepy, she yawned and burst into tears, and she was finally going to rest.
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Note 1: In the 1990 Quidditch World Cup final, the Scottish national team was in the lead when they spotted the Golden Snitch, and the Seeker missed the opportunity because his fingers were shorter than his opponent's, resulting in the loss of the match.