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    Slytherin Code of Conduct 9: Assess the situation, revise plans in a timely manner, and reject chaos and deviations

    When we arrived at Hogwarts, it was completely dark.

    Against the backdrop of the night, the majestic outline of Hogwarts can be vaguely seen, and the lights in the castle seem to reach straight into the sky, making the freshmen sitting in the boats approaching the castle exclaim in awe.  However, when they entered the castle and saw the stern-looking Professor McGonagall holding a long list and making a brief admission statement, the original excitement was gradually replaced by uneasiness.

    Sorting and the unknown process in sorting make both young wizards, Muggle-born and pure-blooded, a little trepidatious.

    Harry was not in the mood to listen to the people around him who were constantly brainwashing him, but fortunately, an overly paranoid person like Ron had no time to talk to him about the benefits of Gryffindor and the evils of Slytherin at the moment.  Harry felt even more panicked when he saw that Hermione Granger, who always spoke with her chin raised, seemed domineering but seemed to know everything, was reciting the textbook in a low voice.

    He was uneasy, so his eyes were habitually looking for those blue-gray eyes that could reassure him. When he saw the iconic blond hair, Harry felt aggrieved. Why did Draco have to push him away so coldly?  Is it just because he will be assigned to a place that everyone says is bad?

    Sensing Harry's gaze, Draco turned his head and saw Harry's restless little face, giving him a comforting look. Draco didn't smile, but he knew Harry could feel it.  To be honest, he could understand the nervousness of being sorted for the first time. Even though he had boasted to everyone around him that he would definitely go to Slytherin, when he came to the critical moment, he was not at all sure, and his heart was very nervous.  Down.

    However, of course it won't happen this time. After being sorted, Draco had no doubt that he would enter Slytherin again. The last time he shouted "Slytherin" before the hat even touched his scalp. This time  It has proved that he belongs to the Snake Court to the fullest.  Because of his determination, he felt calm and calm, which also greatly comforted Harry's anxiety.

    After Professor McGonagall finished his lecture, he led them into the hall to truly face the sorting ceremony.  When she brought out the sorting hat and introduced them to the sorting process, the crowd who had been nervous for a long time let out a soft sigh of relief.

    "So, just put on that bad hat, I want to kill Fred, the sorting ceremony he said seems to involve fighting a troll" Ron muttered.

    Harry looked at the hat, and his uneasiness did not slow down at all. Yes, even if it was just such a simple thing, he was still worried about what kind of place he would be assigned to, and he had no clue.

    Branching out has begun.

    Professor McGonagall took the list of freshmen and called them on stage one by one to start sorting them into different schools.

    Hannah Abbott, Hufflepuff!

    Susan Burns, Hufflepuff!

    Terry Boot, Ravenclaw!

    ¡­¡­

    "Draco Malfoy." Professor McGonagall called the last name starting with m.

    Draco walked up slowly, convinced that the dirty hat should have made a decision before it even touched his hair, just like last time.

    Walk over, turn around, and sit down.

    Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat gently on his head.

    "Oh, it fell on me!"

    Things did not develop as Draco imagined. A piece of rag that had not been washed for a thousand years was firmly stuck on his hair. Draco had not yet fully made a mental adjustment when a thin voice came from the hat, "  Oh, I've never seen such a colorful little head! Familiar, another Malfoy, of course! Well, a thirst for knowledge oh, a strong will for self-expression and careful planning so difficult,  According to traditional custom, of course I would be happy to sort a Malfoy into Slytherin, but"

    but?  !

    ¡ª¡ªDraco was stunned. He never expected that the Sorting Hat would question his thousands of years of ¡®traditional habits¡¯!

    "I can see that you have a huge thirst for knowledge, oh, yes, very much! It seems that only Ravenclaw can satisfy your boundless thirst for knowledge"

    I am a Slytherin!

    ¡ª¡ªDraco is gritting his teeth, Ravenclaw?  !  Merlin, why? Is it because I have read a few more books?

    "No, no, no, kid, you don't understand, I must assign you to a place where you can fully display your talents and help you realize your ambitions"

    &nbs??His dear godson never lacked a smile. Thinking of this Draco couldn't help but feel resentful, "He is still my godfather, but the copywriting I was punished by him is enough to fill the entire Hogwarts library!"

    Draco ignored Harry's pale face as if he had drunk armadillo bile, raised his face and gave his godfather a Malfoy-like smile, and then looked back at Harry with compassion, "You should really be thankful for yourself now.  Sorted into Slytherin, think about it if you were a Gryffindor"

    "Fortunately not!" Harry replied firmly. He had received many unfriendly glares from the Gryffindor table across the way since he was sorted, including Ron and his guy who wore the P badge on his chest.  , He looks like a very good brother, but that¡¯s really uncomfortable. He didn¡¯t say he would go to Gryffindor, so why did he look like he had done something wrong?

    Draco followed Harry's gaze and looked over. At the table opposite, there were quite a few familiar faces, from the Weasley family and the Longbottom family. Unfortunately, there were no more Potters Gryffindor gold  The triangle is missing one cornerer, two corners?  Draco frowned and browsed quickly again, but still couldn't find Miss Know-It-All. Her lion-like pompadour was a target that couldn't be missed.

    "Draco, who are you looking for?"

    "Granger"

    "I know her!" Harry's eyes lit up. The righteous, proud, and outspoken little witch left a deep impression on Harry on the train. "She is in Ravenclaw."

    "What?"

    Harry shrugged, feeling it was quite natural, "Draco, think about it, she memorized all the textbooks!"

    Draco swore that this was definitely not the world he was familiar with!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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