Amidst the cold observation of other houses, Snape walked expressionlessly towards the long table representing Slytherin.
The sorting of the last few students concluded smoothly.
Before the evening feast began, Dumbledore slowly stood on the owl lectern, and all the rustling whispers among the students came to an abrupt halt!
He had a silver-white beard reaching his waist and a tall, thin figure.
A pair of blue eyes like the sea constantly flowed with the light of wisdom, as if they could see through all the difficult problems in the world.
He had a reassuring aura about him.
It was as if no matter what desperate situation one was in, as long as he was by one's side, all disasters and suffering would not be a problem!
"Before the term begins, I think it necessary for all first-year students to know that entry into the Forbidden Forest is strictly prohibited for any student. Many lethal creatures live there.
And my other piece of advice is for all the older students..."
An oppressive gaze peered through his half-moon spectacles.
Every student who met his gaze felt a little frightened, making the guilty feel guiltier and the confused feel more confused.
"I know that some of you sitting here have been influenced by some kind of darkness for a long time in the past.
This is not your blame.
But I hope you can understand that no matter how unbearable the dark night is, it will eventually usher in the dawn.
And it is our choices, not our abilities, that show what we truly are."
A gaze of disbelief was cast on Snape's face.
Even without looking back, Snape could clearly distinguish the meaning in Lily's gaze:
*Severus, our headmaster stole what you said!*
He couldn't help but cough.
Snape casually rested an arm on the table, supporting his cheek with his palm while also blocking the gaze from Lily that rarely made him feel guilty.
A trace of resentment came from the opposite side.
But Snape persisted in not seeing it, pretending to be immersed in Dumbledore's speech and unable to extricate himself.
However, Dumbledore was obviously not the type of speaker accustomed to long speeches. After explaining a few more issues requested by the caretaker, Mr. Filch, he officially announced the start of the banquet amidst student cheers!
As if in the blink of an eye.
The previously empty table suddenly filled with countless neatly arranged cutlery and delicious food, from appetizers to main courses to desserts, everything was there!
Unlike the lively atmosphere shown by the other three houses during the meal, the atmosphere in the Snake House was obviously much more reserved and indifferent.
Many students looked dazed, evidently shaken by Dumbledore's earlier words.
However, before this influence could continue to spread within the Snake House.
A senior student with a stern face and pale blond hair cast a strict gaze, reprimanding in a low voice:
"Don't forget why you came here. Dumbledore is old, but *that lord* is not!"
Hearing this, the expressions of many little snakes became firm again.
While sending a spoonful of cold chocolate ball into his mouth, Snape observed this blond boy from the corner of his eye.
His expression was thoughtful.
When the banquet ended, all first-year freshmen had to return to the dormitory under the leadership of the prefects.
As Snape expected, that blond boy was indeed the Slytherin prefect of this era.
His expression was arrogant and cold.
He had no intention of stopping to explain to the freshmen, as if thinking it was just a meaningless waste of time.
Passing through the door on the right side of the marble staircase on the first floor, a dark corridor like a maze immediately appeared in front of them.
Turning left and right with familiarity.
Under Lucius's leadership, all the first-year students arrived at a seemingly ordinary stone wall, damp and cold.
"Bloodfang."
Lucius said coldly.
Thus, the freshmen watched in amazement as the unremarkable stone wall slowly parted to the left and right, revealing a spacious and luxurious common room!
The walls and ceiling were built of stone.
Green lamps hung down from the ceiling on chains. Randomly placed tables and chairs had exquisite carvings. In the exquisite and grand fireplace, a flame burned continuously, dispelling the gloom and cold at the bottom of the Black Lake.
And the most eye-catching thing was a floor-to-ceiling window more than ten meters long.
Through the transparent glass, one could clearly see the waterweeds and fish in the Black Lake, but more scenery was shrouded in darkness, adding a bit of dispellable mystery to the Snake House common room!
"This is the Slytherin common room. Your dormitories are up the stairs to the right."
Too lazy to say another word.
Lucius immediately turned and left, leaving a group of first-year freshmen looking at each other.
It was Snape who moved first, breaking the silence. After walking up the stone steps to the second floor, he soon saw Juliet and his luggage settled in the room.
Three ancient-style four-poster beds were placed inside.
Hung with green silk drapes, the beds were covered with silver-embroidered sheets, and silver lanterns hung from the ceiling to provide lighting.
He prepared dried mice and clear water for Juliet tonight, and put all personal items where they should be.
When everything was settled properly.
Everyone lay on their respective beds. Eric's two roommates were evidently still immersed in excitement and unable to extricate themselves.
"Wonderful! Only a dormitory like this is worthy of my status! I will definitely achieve great things here!"
The speaker was Mulciber.
He was the first student to go up in the Sorting Ceremony, and a genuine pure-blood.
Before coming, he had obviously been fed a lot of "chicken soup for the soul," and was still intoxicated in his impassioned fantasy of the future at this moment.
"You two are both half-bloods, right? Then starting today, I am your boss. Whatever you do in the future must have my consent!"
"...Okay, boss."
Another voice contained shrinking fear.
Its owner was Vioty Leo, a guy who joined the Snake House as a half-blood.
And after vaguely realizing the chain of discrimination within this house, Leo had already shown some unease, daring not disobey Mulciber's request at all.
Closing his eyes.
Snape ignored this boring clique formation. He just silently noted the psychological characteristics of the two in his heart and fell into a dream.
And so, in his deep sleep full of expectations for the next day.
A ray of dawn finally slowly emerged on the horizon
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