Qidian is going to go against the will of heaven. I just want to write a few fan books quietly. Isn’t it okay to give you a way out? Last time the fan area was revised, I was too lazy to say that you are really bullying us who write fan words like this now? Forget it, you can play whatever you like. You are awesome and you are awesome. It’s not easy to help your boss drive people to Tencent, right?

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If it weren't for self-control, Asker might have been able to laugh out loud at this time.

Merlin bless you!

No matter what happens in the future, at least Ask will not feel bored now.

"Well, so do I."

Compared to the "enthusiastic" Asker, Tom Riddle's reaction was much colder, just nodded and responded, then gently shook his shoulders and broke free from Asker's hand.

The branch ceremony did not take much time, and the subsequent process was roughly similar to more than fifty years later. If you want to say anything, it might be that the current principal, Armando Dippet, looked like he was dozing off throughout the whole process, with his eyes half-closed and his head supported with one hand. It seemed that the branch ceremony was very boring, so it would be better to go to have a good night's sleep.

Asker looked at Dumbledore, the next principal focused on the food on the table at this time. An old man who was nearly sixty years old could have such a good appetite. No wonder he could live to be over one hundred years old and serve as the principal of Hogwarts for nearly forty years. The old man with white beard would occasionally raise his head, either chat with nearby teachers or show kindness to the Gryffindor table. In addition, he would occasionally glance at Slytherin's side.

Asker's identity at this time was only an unknown person. He didn't think Dumbledore was looking at him or other students. It seemed that the only one who could arouse Dumbledore's interest was the future Dark King.

Poked Tom with his hand, Asker chuckled, "Hey, Dumbledore has been watching you."

"oh."

Tom nodded casually. He was not blind. Dumbledore didn't shy away from watching him, so he knew it long ago. However, when he gave up a piece of chicken, his movements suddenly froze. Then, he turned his head and looked at Asker at an extremely fast speed.

"Do you know him?"

Dumbledore had not introduced himself before, nor did he put a table card in front of his table.

"You are very nervous, hehe, it's strange to know Dumbledore?" Asker asked back, and then he looked up and down at Tom Riddle, laughed, then leaned into Tom's ear and whispered: "So that's it. You didn't grow up in the magic world. So were you Muggle born or... are you an orphan who is wandering in the Muggle world?"

People should not behave like appearances, and the sea water should not be measured.

Perhaps the future Dark King had never heard of this sentence, but it did not prevent him from understanding the truth. He must admit that the magic world and the Muggle world are completely different worlds, the former is more mysterious, stronger, and more dangerous.

A child of eleven or 2 years old can see through his own roots and feet at a glance. Although there are reasons why things that are not familiar with the magic world make low-level mistakes, the methods of playing with the idiots in the orphanage are probably not feasible here.

Dumbledore, and this Varian Greengrass, the days ahead may be very challenging, dangerous or perhaps, but at least it is much better than rotting in that orphanage.

As if he hadn't heard Asker's second half, Tom replied: "I'm just curious because you don't seem to respect his title, even if he is a teacher at Hogwarts."

"Hey, is there any? Why don't I remember?" Asker shrugged, "I should be talking about Professor Dumbledore, you must have heard it wrong."

"Maybe."

Asker patted Tom on the shoulder, pointed at Dumbledore who looked over again, and asked, "Why did Dumbledore keep looking at you? Are you relatives?"

"no."

"Then why did he keep staring at you?"

"have no idea."

"I suddenly had an ominous premonition." Aske became serious, "Do you know? Dumbledore is almost sixty years old this year, but he still hasn't started a family. It is rumored that he doesn't like women..."

Don’t like women, it means you like men?

Taste the meaning of Asker's words, Tom speculated maliciously, and then he found that Asker looked at him with something wrong, such as pity and sympathy.

"...Legend, well, it's just a legend." Asker used a series of uncertain words, and then patted Tom on the shoulder and comforted him: "I heard that Dumbledore is only interested in the little boy with scars on his glasses. If you don't meet the conditions, it's okay."

“…”

When everyone had almost finished eating, the desserts came up. Principal Armando Dipett seemed to have woken up and sorted out his appearance. He stood up and began to speak routinely by the principal.

"Welcome to the thirty-nine students who have enrolled this year. I hope you can spend an unforgettable seven-year study career at Hogwarts, achieve success in your studies and live up to your responsibilities."

There was warm applause from the audience. The students still supported the principal who was not very responsible, gentle and approachable.

"At the beginning of the semester, I want to give you a few things to note, which is related to whether your school life is pleasant."

"Please note that all the woods on campus are prohibited from entering. You will have the chance to enter in the future, but not now."

"The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Anyone who is interested in participating in the college team please contact Mrs. Huo Qi. Here is a reminder that this is a stimulating and dangerous sport. Please think twice.

“Hogwarts advocates unity and friendship between teachers and students…”

"For safety, the following supplies are prohibited..."

Armando Dipet's speech did not take up much time. After that, there seemed to be a process of singing school songs together, but he seemed to skip and announced the end of the dinner directly. People from each academies returned to their respective lounges to sleep.

Aske knew the road, but this did not prevent him from pretending to be stupid. He followed his seniors back to the public lounge underground like a novice. After the room was allocated, Aske and his roommates moved in.

There are only four freshmen in Slytherin this year. Except for Tom Riddle, the remaining two people, Ask, did not remember their names at all, but they also seemed to be from the Holy Twenty-Eight Family, one from the Lestrang family, tall and thin, the other from the Nott family, or tall and thin.

I don’t know if Slytherin was born with this kind of urination. Anyway, there seemed to be no one in the dormitory to pay attention to each other. Tom sat on the bed with a book in his arms, and the two men took out their flying brooms at the same time, showing off like a comparison.

Aske felt it was necessary to teach them to be low-key, so he took out the Bamboo Wheel 2001 from his pocket. This was the Christmas gift Draco gave him. Although it was a bit awkward, the basic etiquette was still followed.

It should be said that the appearance of the Light Wheel 2001 is definitely a perfect match for any flying broom of this era. Asker holds such a thing in his hand and is simply like holding an old magic wand. He quickly knocked the two people down and it is not easy to show off his flying broom.

"Well, the future Dark King looks a little cowardly."

After observing Tom for a while, Asker came to this conclusion, which was quite in line with his wishes, because he had a principle of being a human being—
Chapter completed!