Chapter 5 005. Entrance Dinner Mini Concert
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 5 005. Entrance Dinner Mini Concert
Until the students sat on the long table in the auditorium, everyone was still talking about the flying car with great interest.
In such an atmosphere, the Sorting Hat's meticulously prepared new songs this year were completely unappreciated, which made it very unhappy.
At the Ravenclaw table, Scott sat with his roommates.
Eddie, still very excited, shouted, "Did you see that car hit the Willow! Oh! Poor Potter and Weasley, don't know if they'll get hit by that rambunctious tree hammer! Into patties, into sandwiches with that poor car..."
"Hey!" Peneno, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but cut him off with a stern look at Eddie. "Shut up, Eddie! They'll be fine! If you've noticed, Professor Snape has already Go deal with this!"
Eddie shrugged, "Yeah, then let's pray to Merlin for Potter and Weasley that they won't be boiled in cauldrons by an angry Professor Snape, or made into potion ingredients. ? Maybe, the material for our next Potions class will be the nails of the 'Savior'..."
At this time, Professor McGonagall led this year's freshmen into the auditorium, and Scott coughed, making Eddie quickly shut his nonsense mouth.
Professor McGonagall walked to the front of the faculty chair, picked up the angry sorting hat from the high stool, and the sorting ceremony began.
Scott turned his head, just in time to see Harry Potter and Ron Weasley standing at the door of the auditorium, dragging their luggage and poking their heads.
They didn't notice at all - Professor Snape in black was standing behind them with a black face.
So they were quickly led away by the sneering Professor Snape.
Eddie, who has always been very sensitive to this kind of thing, also saw this scene. He covered his mouth and trembled, afraid that he would laugh out loud.
The sorting ceremony continued, and Scott and his classmates gave a warm applause to every little wizard who was assigned to Ravenclaw.
Immediately after the sorting ceremony was over, a sumptuous meal appeared on the long table.Everyone started eating and drinking.
Scott again noticed that Professor Snape had entered the auditorium again, and then Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall left with him.
"Will they be fine, will they be expelled from school?"
A faint voice sounded beside Scott.
It was Milton Graves, he had long, smooth, light brown hair, and he was a very slender literary boy at heart.
Scott sighed secretly. It had been three years and he still couldn't get used to his roommate's speaking style.
"Of course they're all right, Milton, that's the 'savior', there's always some little privileges." Roger answered indifferently, sitting on the other side.
"Well, I hope they're all right." Milton looked melancholy at the starry sky on the ceiling of the auditorium. "Whether it's Potter and Weasley, or the poor beating willow. What Eddie said just now was horrible. already."
Eddie's expression was constipated. "Oh, Milton, I thought you should know...that what I just said was just a joke."
"is it?"
Milton's clear mint green eyes stared at Eddie.
"Yes, of course, I love bullshit!"
Eddie simply conceded defeat and started nibbling on chicken legs angrily after Milton looked away.
Both Scott and Roger smirked, though neither of them were good at dealing with Milton, who was tearing at every turn.But seeing Eddie deflated would still make them happy.
In addition, Scott has always wanted to call Milton "British Lin Daiyu", but because no one here understands the joke, he can only label Milton "Daiyu" in his heart.
"By the way, I have good news to tell you." Milton put down the knife and fork gently, he always ate very little.
Scott and the others stopped eating and turned to look at him.
"Of course, I'm going to go back to the dormitory and announce this news solemnly." Milton smiled embarrassedly, "I think this will be more ritualistic."
"Ok."
The three Scott nodded unanimously.
Although Eddie was mad at Milton's appetite, he didn't ask.
The same experience had told him countless times in the past that it was time not to change Milton's mind.Milton is a romantic, and "a sense of ritual" is very important to him.
Scott had already guessed what the good news Milton wanted to announce by this time.
He noticed that Gideon Crum, a seventh grader, was looking at Milton with an encouraging expression on the long Hufflepuff table.
And according to the news spread by Eddie in the past, Gideon Crum has become the bagpiper of the famous singing group "The Weird Sisters" in the wizarding world in the last school year.
Sure enough, when all of them returned to the dormitory with full food and drink, Milton solemnly announced the "good news" at the first time.
He, Milton Graves, has successfully joined the "Odd Sisters" vocal group as a reserve cellist and is planning to take the stage in the future.
Hearing this news, Scott and Roger applauded Milton and congratulated Milton, but Eddie asked very curiously: "Milton, don't you like classical music? I remember you are the Hogwarts Classical Music Club. member? Why would you join a rock group?"
"Oh, maybe you won't understand, Eddie."
Milton sighed softly, and the warm atmosphere in the bedroom instantly became subtle.
Milton sat on his bed, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the blue flannel bed curtain on his bed frame, and said intoxicatedly: "Music is a feeling... an expression... Of course I know classical The difference between music and rock, but Eddie, as long as it's good music, I love them...you know what...I'm trying to combine classical and rock...I plan..."
Eddie regretted it at the moment. Milton gushed about his ideas about music, but he couldn't understand it with a frown, so he frequently sent eyes to Scott and Roger for help.
"Oh, sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."
Scott picked up the basket containing toiletries and a change of clothes and quickly walked to the bedroom door, opened the door and turned to look at Milton with encouraging eyes.
"Milton, I didn't expect Eddie to be interested in music. I think you should let him feel the charm of music more."
"Maybe he will fall in love with music like you in the future." Roger was very clever and followed Scott with his basket.
"Yes, I will!"
Milton said excitedly, his mint green eyes sparkling.
"Then see you later."
Scott and Roger left the dormitory under Eddie's desperate eyes.
"Oh, poor Eddie! Hope he can do something under Milton!"
On the way to the bathroom, Roger exaggeratedly sighed while clutching his chest.Scott laughed with him.
But soon they stopped laughing - when they returned to the dormitory from the shower, Milton's "music lesson" continued.
Possibly encouraged, Milton seemed so enthusiastic that he was about to show his love for music.
At this moment, Eddie was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes were blank, his expression was demented, and he mechanically repeated his ten fingers.
Scott felt that he couldn't sleep in such an atmosphere tonight, so he suggested to Milton: "Milton, the knowledge you said is too deep, maybe you can give us an intuitive feeling? I know you must have So many great inspirations! Play it and let's enjoy it."
Scott could feel Eddie's resentful look at him as he spoke.
But the proposal was warmly welcomed by Roger and Eddie.
Although Milton was a little hesitant, he still took out his cello with everyone's enthusiastic encouragement.
A mini cello concert began.
(End of this chapter)
Until the students sat on the long table in the auditorium, everyone was still talking about the flying car with great interest.
In such an atmosphere, the Sorting Hat's meticulously prepared new songs this year were completely unappreciated, which made it very unhappy.
At the Ravenclaw table, Scott sat with his roommates.
Eddie, still very excited, shouted, "Did you see that car hit the Willow! Oh! Poor Potter and Weasley, don't know if they'll get hit by that rambunctious tree hammer! Into patties, into sandwiches with that poor car..."
"Hey!" Peneno, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but cut him off with a stern look at Eddie. "Shut up, Eddie! They'll be fine! If you've noticed, Professor Snape has already Go deal with this!"
Eddie shrugged, "Yeah, then let's pray to Merlin for Potter and Weasley that they won't be boiled in cauldrons by an angry Professor Snape, or made into potion ingredients. ? Maybe, the material for our next Potions class will be the nails of the 'Savior'..."
At this time, Professor McGonagall led this year's freshmen into the auditorium, and Scott coughed, making Eddie quickly shut his nonsense mouth.
Professor McGonagall walked to the front of the faculty chair, picked up the angry sorting hat from the high stool, and the sorting ceremony began.
Scott turned his head, just in time to see Harry Potter and Ron Weasley standing at the door of the auditorium, dragging their luggage and poking their heads.
They didn't notice at all - Professor Snape in black was standing behind them with a black face.
So they were quickly led away by the sneering Professor Snape.
Eddie, who has always been very sensitive to this kind of thing, also saw this scene. He covered his mouth and trembled, afraid that he would laugh out loud.
The sorting ceremony continued, and Scott and his classmates gave a warm applause to every little wizard who was assigned to Ravenclaw.
Immediately after the sorting ceremony was over, a sumptuous meal appeared on the long table.Everyone started eating and drinking.
Scott again noticed that Professor Snape had entered the auditorium again, and then Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall left with him.
"Will they be fine, will they be expelled from school?"
A faint voice sounded beside Scott.
It was Milton Graves, he had long, smooth, light brown hair, and he was a very slender literary boy at heart.
Scott sighed secretly. It had been three years and he still couldn't get used to his roommate's speaking style.
"Of course they're all right, Milton, that's the 'savior', there's always some little privileges." Roger answered indifferently, sitting on the other side.
"Well, I hope they're all right." Milton looked melancholy at the starry sky on the ceiling of the auditorium. "Whether it's Potter and Weasley, or the poor beating willow. What Eddie said just now was horrible. already."
Eddie's expression was constipated. "Oh, Milton, I thought you should know...that what I just said was just a joke."
"is it?"
Milton's clear mint green eyes stared at Eddie.
"Yes, of course, I love bullshit!"
Eddie simply conceded defeat and started nibbling on chicken legs angrily after Milton looked away.
Both Scott and Roger smirked, though neither of them were good at dealing with Milton, who was tearing at every turn.But seeing Eddie deflated would still make them happy.
In addition, Scott has always wanted to call Milton "British Lin Daiyu", but because no one here understands the joke, he can only label Milton "Daiyu" in his heart.
"By the way, I have good news to tell you." Milton put down the knife and fork gently, he always ate very little.
Scott and the others stopped eating and turned to look at him.
"Of course, I'm going to go back to the dormitory and announce this news solemnly." Milton smiled embarrassedly, "I think this will be more ritualistic."
"Ok."
The three Scott nodded unanimously.
Although Eddie was mad at Milton's appetite, he didn't ask.
The same experience had told him countless times in the past that it was time not to change Milton's mind.Milton is a romantic, and "a sense of ritual" is very important to him.
Scott had already guessed what the good news Milton wanted to announce by this time.
He noticed that Gideon Crum, a seventh grader, was looking at Milton with an encouraging expression on the long Hufflepuff table.
And according to the news spread by Eddie in the past, Gideon Crum has become the bagpiper of the famous singing group "The Weird Sisters" in the wizarding world in the last school year.
Sure enough, when all of them returned to the dormitory with full food and drink, Milton solemnly announced the "good news" at the first time.
He, Milton Graves, has successfully joined the "Odd Sisters" vocal group as a reserve cellist and is planning to take the stage in the future.
Hearing this news, Scott and Roger applauded Milton and congratulated Milton, but Eddie asked very curiously: "Milton, don't you like classical music? I remember you are the Hogwarts Classical Music Club. member? Why would you join a rock group?"
"Oh, maybe you won't understand, Eddie."
Milton sighed softly, and the warm atmosphere in the bedroom instantly became subtle.
Milton sat on his bed, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the blue flannel bed curtain on his bed frame, and said intoxicatedly: "Music is a feeling... an expression... Of course I know classical The difference between music and rock, but Eddie, as long as it's good music, I love them...you know what...I'm trying to combine classical and rock...I plan..."
Eddie regretted it at the moment. Milton gushed about his ideas about music, but he couldn't understand it with a frown, so he frequently sent eyes to Scott and Roger for help.
"Oh, sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."
Scott picked up the basket containing toiletries and a change of clothes and quickly walked to the bedroom door, opened the door and turned to look at Milton with encouraging eyes.
"Milton, I didn't expect Eddie to be interested in music. I think you should let him feel the charm of music more."
"Maybe he will fall in love with music like you in the future." Roger was very clever and followed Scott with his basket.
"Yes, I will!"
Milton said excitedly, his mint green eyes sparkling.
"Then see you later."
Scott and Roger left the dormitory under Eddie's desperate eyes.
"Oh, poor Eddie! Hope he can do something under Milton!"
On the way to the bathroom, Roger exaggeratedly sighed while clutching his chest.Scott laughed with him.
But soon they stopped laughing - when they returned to the dormitory from the shower, Milton's "music lesson" continued.
Possibly encouraged, Milton seemed so enthusiastic that he was about to show his love for music.
At this moment, Eddie was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes were blank, his expression was demented, and he mechanically repeated his ten fingers.
Scott felt that he couldn't sleep in such an atmosphere tonight, so he suggested to Milton: "Milton, the knowledge you said is too deep, maybe you can give us an intuitive feeling? I know you must have So many great inspirations! Play it and let's enjoy it."
Scott could feel Eddie's resentful look at him as he spoke.
But the proposal was warmly welcomed by Roger and Eddie.
Although Milton was a little hesitant, he still took out his cello with everyone's enthusiastic encouragement.
A mini cello concert began.
(End of this chapter)
