"So, that guy?" Milani was a little worried. After all, Capone's curse had hit little Les.
"It'll be fine. My paralysis spell isn't very effective - of course, it won't necessarily happen if I'm taken away by the seniors." Capone smiled helplessly, "The seniors were given to me by Mr. Wallop.
Insurance, he greeted me in front of so many people on purpose, his reputation is too high, so someone will definitely come to me to establish a good relationship."
"Unfortunately, I originally wanted to get rid of Les before they arrived, but I couldn't help myself... Even if I can't solve it, I can still leave a lot of backup plans. It will only make things more convenient when we get to school..." Capone
He looked quite remorseful.
Milani tilted her head and leaned closer: "Do you think you are not doing a good enough job?"
Capone sighed: "It's not just good enough, it's too bad. My mentality has not calmed down. I have been suppressing it, but I am still dominated by anger. And I think for too long.
Little Les has too many opportunities. I should have quickly judged the other person's emotional state and psychological thoughts, instead of choosing a less good method in desperation and borrowing the strength of others..."
Looking at Capone who was talking endlessly and summarizing all his actions just now with a look of regret on his face, Milani slapped her forehead.
"It's really..." The girl sighed and jumped forward, her face close to Capone's bottom.
Capone was startled by the sudden approach of Melanie. He subconsciously took a step back and his face turned slightly red: "Mi, Melanie..."
"Listen, Capone, it's not that you're not good enough. On the contrary, I think you're great - oh, now I'm starting to regret that I didn't learn my dad's way of speaking. Forgive me for not being able to find good sentences.
Come to praise you. But——"
Milani looked at Capone seriously: "You are really great."
Capone's face turned red visibly, not only because of the girl's sincere praise, but also because the girl was so close. He could even see Milani's long eyelashes.
But he had to admit that the other party's words gave him great encouragement.
"Thanks……"
"Capone, don't be so heavy-handed. Well - get used to thinking and reviewing. This is a good behavior, but there is no need to magnify all your unsatisfactory places. You see, Mr. Wallop never
In this way, he is thinking to do better next time instead of blaming himself."
Capone looked at each other in a daze, then laughed.
"I understand, Milani."
"Of course I understand. You have always been very smart in my mind, and you have a great person like Mr. Wallop to teach you - but now do we have to think about our future strategies?"
Capone nodded: "Indeed, little Les will be educated by the seniors soon, but he is a freshman after all, and the seniors will not do too much, so I will still be resented by him. And according to my experience
I judge that he may have found a new backstage, so when he comes to school, he may target us secretly."
Milani said thoughtfully: "Although you can ask Mr. Wallop for help, and the third-year seniors should be happy to help you, you should have made your own decision..."
Capone clenched his wand: "Well, Mr. Wallop has taught me for so long, and this is the first test he has given me. I want to rely more on my own strength."
"I can help too." Milani smiled.
Capone, who subconsciously wanted to refuse, was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes!"
"I have such an idea..."
…
"Sean, there are three first-year boys who were brought into the box by a group of third-year guys."
On the train that had begun to slow down gradually, Hermione, who made a brief inspection again, said to Sean with a headache.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"I don't know the specific reason. The boys who were brought in were not harmed, but from the looks of those children, I think they must have been taught a lesson by a little curse that would not harm the body." Hermione was not angry.
said.
"But both sides said nothing happened?" Sean asked.
"That's right, no matter the first or third graders, they all said that nothing happened, so I couldn't ask any more questions... You should know the leader of the third graders, a black-haired boy named Bram Ryder.
"
"Bram? I know him - well, what do those first-year students look like? Is one of them..."
Sean described little Les's appearance to Hermione.
"Yes, that's him. He's the one who's been taught the most among the three first-year students - Sean, do you know what's going on?"
"You can probably guess..."
Sean told Hermione the grudge between Capone and Lesbian in Diagon Alley, and finally concluded: "When I got in the car, I deliberately fought Capone in front of Bram and his group.
I said hello, they probably happened to meet each other when they were preparing to get to know Capone."
"That guy named Les is a bit annoying," Hermione frowned and said unhappily, and then glanced at Sean again, "But after all, he is only in the first year, and he hasn't even been sorted yet. Sean, you have to talk to your students
Let’s talk to them and tell them not to go too far.”
Sean smiled: "Don't worry, they should still have this sense of propriety."
"I also think that Sean is very good at teaching and educating people. Bram was still a thorn in the beginning." Daisy on the side interjected.
"Bram is a bit arrogant and has a good reputation, but he has a good foundation and good intentions. I spent some time correcting him." Sean spread his hands.
"Corrected to be Professor Wallop's little fanboy~" Daisy laughed mischievously.
"Thank you for your addition, Professor Wallop's little crush." Hermione rolled her eyes at Daisy.
"You're welcome, Miss Granger whom Professor Wallop admires~"
"You're looking for a fight——"
Looking at the two girls playing around, Sean smiled. He had almost guessed the whole story, but Capone hadn't come to him yet. It seemed that he was preparing to seriously solve the first test he gave him.
.
Well, Sean likes this kind of serious person, and he is also looking forward to what Capone can achieve.
"Okay, two beautiful ladies, we have arrived at the station and we have to get off."
…
In the bustling auditorium, students were chatting enthusiastically. After a summer vacation, they returned to Hogwarts again and saw their friends again. Everyone had so much to say.
"Frankly speaking, I think you two can attack the Head Boy and Student Council President. Professor Flitwick will be very happy when the time comes, because both the Head Boy and Head Boy Student Council show up in our Ravenclaw."
At the long table, familiar friends were encouraging Sean and Hermione, the new Ravenclaw prefects.
Sean spread his hands and said, "Let nature take its course, but Hermione, I think there's nothing wrong with it."
"That's no problem. You two have always been number one and number two, and Sean is even an assistant teacher -" Sean's roommate Michael Corner interjected, "Look, the prefect of Slytherin is Malfoy.
And Pansy Parkinson, Gryffindor is Neville and Parvati Patil, Hufflepuff is Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott, in terms of competitiveness, you two have already
It’s full.”
"Hey, Michael, don't say that, and it's still early, there are still two years." Hermione said.
But even though she said that, looking at her expression, she was obviously a little moved.
Sean smiled silently. He was not very interested in the position in the school, and by the seventh grade, he would probably have to fight against [arrogance] wholeheartedly...
As they were talking, the door to the auditorium opened, and Professor McGonagall walked in with the freshmen.
The students consciously shut up their chatter and looked at the increasingly large group of freshmen.
The freshmen looked at every part of the auditorium nervously and curiously, while the old students looked at the freshmen with a sense of superiority as in previous years - this is probably a phenomenon that occurs in every school around the world.
When the freshmen stood still, the Sorting Hat grinned and sang.
Like last year's song, however, The Sorting Hat seems to accentuate the lyrics that emphasize people's unity.
"This is the first time there are no new songs -" Daisy said in a low voice.
"Maybe I don't have enough time to write songs..." Sean replied.
"You two, stop talking!" Hermione turned her head and glared at the two of them.
Sean and Daisy exchanged a "just as we expected" look, and then shut their mouths honestly.
At this time, the freshmen had already begun to sort into different schools.
"Mike Alfonso."
"Slytherin!"
The first student was assigned under the green flag, and the little snakes burst into applause.
Based on the previous experience, Professor McGonagall obviously sped up the process as the number of new students increased.
One after another, students were assigned to various colleges amidst warm applause and received a warm welcome from their seniors.
"Henry Rice."
Hearing the familiar name, Sean looked up and saw that little Les looked lethargic, and the most interesting thing was that behind little Les was Melanie, and behind Melanie was Capone.
The Sorting Hat didn't take much time and quickly called out Little Rice's house.
"Slytherin!"
The little snakes burst into applause. Sean looked over and saw little Les walking straight towards Malfoy.
"Oh, you're really good at finding things. It's interesting..." The corners of Sean's mouth raised a slight arc.
"Milanie Locke."
The exquisite-looking Milani attracted a lot of attention. She turned back and glanced at Capone who was right behind her, and then ran over quickly.
When the girl put the hat on, the Sorting Hat was embarrassed for the first time in this sorting. It took a full seven minutes for the Sorting Hat to yell.
"Ravenclaw!"
Melanie took off her hat and let out a long sigh of relief, then ran towards the Ravenclaw table in small steps, with an unconcealable joy on her face.
Sean clapped his hands while looking at Capone. The little boy seemed a little nervous, and kept pursed his lips when looking at Milani.
"Come here, Milani." Daisy called Milani over. The girl sat next to the little white flower and excitedly greeted the people around her.
Sean leaned over and said hello: "Welcome, Milani."
"We will be in the same college from now on, Mr. Wallop!"
"It's an honor - but why didn't you go to Gryffindor?" Sean asked casually.
Milani's eyes widened immediately: "How do you know?"
Sean shrugged: "Obviously."
Melanie's character is actually closer to Gryffindor, but she ended up in Ravenclaw, which only proves that she bargained with the Sorting Hat, and the bargain was obviously to be in the same house as Capone...
Although Capone had just sat on the barstool, it was almost a no-brainer that this child must be a Ravenclaw.
It wasn't Sean's intentional guidance, he didn't even say anything about the branching, but it was obvious that after learning that Sean was a student of the Eagle Academy, Capone would obviously like the Eagle Academy more.
Melanie came to Ravenclaw to be with her friends. Capone obviously knew this, so his expression was slightly strange.
However, Sean’s opinion is: it’s not a big problem.
Now Hogwarts has adopted a group teaching method. Except for Slytherin, the other three houses are integrating better and better. Moreover, Sean has always felt that it doesn't matter which house you are in, what matters is you.
A future of your own choosing.
At this time, the Sorting Hat had already made a sound.
"Ravenclaw!"
Milani immediately clapped her hands happily.
Capone scratched his head and trotted over quickly. The first person he looked at was Sean.
Sean just smiled faintly and gave him a thumbs up.
Capone relaxed immediately and finally had time to talk to Milani.
The sorting of freshmen students was still going on quickly, and it was not until the last student was sorted into Hufflepuff that the hall became calm again.
The old man sitting at the teacher's table stood up and showed a kind smile.
"Welcome! Welcome!" He looked cheerful, "The new school year has begun, and Hogwarts has also won new blood. Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words!"
"Idiot, cry, scum, screw it!"
“Then, let’s start enjoying the food!”
After the usual brief opening remarks, the food suddenly appeared on the long table, and the sound of clinking knives and forks was heard.
"Professor Dumbledore looks very happy," Hermione said while taking the food.
After cutting a piece of sausage and putting it in his mouth, Sean looked at Dumbledore and echoed, "Well, he looks very happy."
Amidst various small talk, the pleasant dinner came to an end with pudding, maple syrup pie and other desserts.
Dumbledore stood up again.
"Before everyone's blood rushes to their stomachs, I have something to explain to you, otherwise you will get sleepy."
He stretched out a hand to the side.
"First of all, please allow me to introduce to you our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Alastor Moody!"
Wearing magical prosthetic eyes and wooden prosthetic limbs, the ferocious-looking Mad-Eye Moody stood up.