Lin An wore a black robe with the Slytherin green badge on his chest.
She slowly walked through the long table, seeing the joy of Ravenclaw and the chattering of Hufflepuff, and finally arrived at the Gryffindor table under the slightly strange gazes of everyone.
here……
A little bit miserable.
As we all know, the most energetic boys are all in Gryffindor. A group of little monsters eat and fight...
Well, anyway, it is very inconsistent with the virtue of diligence and frugality.
Lin An stopped and picked up a piece of golden hash brown that had just been thrown on the ground, with an incomprehensible expression:
"Harry," her voice was slightly cold: "You should remind your classmates that food is precious and hunger is uncomfortable."
Instead of eating here and there, eating here and there, and having a fight.
Harry still had a freshly-bitten fried pork chop in his mouth, and there were some half-eaten chicken drumsticks left in the pie that were messy on the plate.
His green eyes seemed to overflow with regret, and then he stood up straight in a hurry, quickly swallowed the meat in his mouth, and then spoke:
"Sorry, I...I will never do this next time."
He was so excited to enter Hogwarts, plus there was a dazzling array of food on the long table that could be taken at any time, and he didn't have to worry about Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia yelling...
Harry couldn't resist this huge temptation, so he became bold.
But when Lin An said this, he was instantly ashamed.
"Lin an, you...I mean, are you okay in Slytherin?"
Lin An's expression became gentler: "The place where I live is very warm and quiet, and the students are very willing to listen to me - I like it very much."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed: "It seems that Slytherin is not that annoying."
Ron, who was sitting next to him, suddenly widened his eyes, and his red hair seemed to be igniting with angry flames, but for some reason, looking at Lin An's eyes, he did not speak.
Lin An also smiled: "Yes, our sixth grade prefect - the handsome boy with brown hair and blue eyes who is smiling at you."
She blinked:
"He said: Say hello to the Boy Who Lived for us."
Harry's cheeks flushed instantly. In the distance, Jim Hollens was nodding slightly to him. He looked away as if he had been burned and stammered:
"I...I mean, I'm not that capable. You know, I've never heard of Hogwarts and Voldemort before..."
There was also a burst of coughing and gasping sounds from the Gryffindor table. The name of the mysterious man really made everyone turn pale.
Harry was even more at a loss.
Lin An took a step forward, placed the piece of hash brown on the food residue on the long table, then slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands.
Then he smiled softly at Harry and said:
"Don't be afraid, most people at Hogwarts have not studied in advance - they may have a lot more knowledge than you, but the basics of learning are the same for everyone."
"As long as you preview your homework a little bit, you might be able to do better."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and then said somewhat unconfidently: "I actually read through the textbook..."
But I only read it once.
Lin An sighed: "Then...if you need class notes or mind map outlines, you can come to me."
"What are you thinking about..."
Harry was even more confused.
At this moment, the students at the Slytherin table suddenly began to stand up, lining up and packing their schoolbags.
Lin An looked at the clock in the auditorium and waved to Harry: "Class is about to begin, I'll take the first step."
She slowly walked towards Slytherin.
And the students who had already lined up over there didn't leave, they just looked at her silently.
When Lin An approached, they all took a step back in unison, vacating the spot in front of the first-year prefect.
Including Draco Malfoy.
Lin An stood up without hesitation.
The prefects then turned their heads:
"Freshmen, keep up! Otherwise you won't be able to find the classroom."
Watching this scene at the Gryffindor table, Hermione Granger gasped!
I remember Gryffindor was always very lively and Draco was the leader of the first year Slytherins.
A group of little kids who just entered junior high school.
When I was eleven years old, I entered junior high school and lived on campus, but I was at a loss anyway.
