Chapter 38: Shadow Chief

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"What? My parents are also Gryffindor?" Harry hesitated, recalling that Cai Yunye hadn't paid attention to himself at all, "Then...then...Gryffindor is all right."

The Sorting Hat yelled happily, "No problem, Gryffindor!"

After Harry, the sorting ceremonies with joys and sorrows were basically completed successfully. McGonagall knocked on the glass on the dining table again: "Please be quiet! Next, the principal wants to say a few words!"

The students looked at Dumbledore together, and Dumbledore stood up: "What I want to say is... idiot! Crying! Residue! Twist!"

The students, especially the freshmen, all looked at each other, wondering what Dumbledore was talking about.

But it doesn't matter, the next thing is a pleasant meal time.

"Hey, do you know what he meant?" Pansy subconsciously approached Chao Yunye and asked. Ever since she was a child, Yunye has been an image that understands everything in her eyes, knowing almost everything.

"Forget it, don't ask him, he definitely doesn't know." Bunir, who had just given up his seat to Yunye, laughed.

"Yeah, we are all used to it, and Dumbledore said the same a few years ago," said a senior student opposite, "Oh... idiot crying and scumming—who knows what crazy things he is talking about? ?"

This sentence was clearly recognized by the surrounding Slytherin, and everyone laughed together.

Only Pansy still looked at Yun Ye firmly, and Yun Ye said slowly: "Of course-although he is a troublesome old guy, he usually doesn't talk nonsense."

Yun Ye's words suddenly stopped the laughter of the surrounding Slytherin. They all looked at Yun Ye, with exploration and disdain in their eyes, wanting to see what Yun Ye could say.

"Idiot, crying nose, scum, twist... these words, if they are translated into Latin and then reorganized, the sentence they get will mean'May Merlin bless you.'" Yun Ye said after a slight pause.

After listening to the Slytherin students around, all the Slytherin students looked at each other, does it really have such a meaning? But no one knows Latin and can't tell the truth from the fake.

Speaking of why, this freshman in the first grade, on the contrary, seems to know more than our seniors!

When everyone looked over again, Yun Ye had already lifted the cup gracefully and looked at them with a smile: "Speaking of which, Merlin still graduated from our Slytherin College. May Merlin bless us--that is, Wish The predecessors of Llytherin bless Slytherin for everlasting prosperity!"

With a few words, Yun Ye picked up the atmosphere again, and all the tension disappeared. The students in the surrounding Slytherin, regardless of their grades, raised their cups like Yun Ye to signal to Yun Ye, shouting in unison. .

"May the elders of Slytherin bless Slytherin forever!"

"Slytherin! Everlasting!"

Hearing that Slytherin's long table burst into cheers again inexplicably, the students from the other three academies looked at it curiously, but did not know the reason for the cheers.

Most of them can only vaguely see that the focus of cheering is undoubtedly the new born who left the deepest impression on everyone-Yunye!

Dumbledore smiled slightly when he saw this, and waved his wand and shouted, "Next is the time to sing the school song. Please sing in your favorite tone!"

In Yunye's eyes, this is a disaster worse than the Song of the Sorting Hat. Every student sings the same lyrics in a different tune, and the whole lobby seems to be a messy mess in a moment.

So it was time for Yunye's Amway earplugs again, the difference was that many Slytherin students accepted Yunye's kindness this time.

After singing the school song, dinner is finally ready. The elegant dining habits Yun Ye has cultivated since childhood also made the surrounding students look at him for a while, and they can gradually guess Yun Ye's family status. Because this is the most standard aristocratic dining style, the natural noble temperament revealed can not be cultivated overnight.

After the meal, the students went to the common room in Slytherin under the leadership of a fifth-grade male prefect. Yun Ye, the fifth-grader, knew him as Samuel of the Crouch family. His grandfather was international magic. Barty Crouch, Director of the Cooperation and Exchange Department.

A crowd of bustling students came all the way to the basement where Slytherin belonged. Suddenly Samuel stopped and stood in front of a wet wall.

"Being clear is the policy of protecting oneself, and unscrupulous means is the principle of action." Samuel said the password, and suddenly a hidden stone gate appeared on the wall with a rumbling sound.

After opening the stone door, Samuel led the students into the Slytherin lounge. This is a translucent lounge at the bottom of the lake. The wall is made of black Gothic marble and the ceiling is a transparent semicircle carved in crystal. You can see the sparkling waves above your head.

Even Yun Ye had to sigh with admiration. Slytherin was indeed a college where rich families gathered. Even the lounge was so luxuriously decorated, and its style was more than a level higher than the rest of the academy’s lounges.

When Yun Ye looked up, he could see a lamp with a green light on the ceiling, which was the color of Slytherin College. There was a huge fireplace with an exquisitely carved mantel, which was burning with warmth. Flame.

There are a few carved chairs by the fireplace, but now there is only one person sitting on them. He has short, capable brown hair. The man nodded to Samuel and motioned: "Thank you, Samuel."

Samuel nodded indifferently: "You should have brought in the new students, Jobs."

Looking through the window of some huge strange creatures, Yunye almost spurted out, blinking his eyes and looked at Jobs: "Fuck, Joe Gang? It turns out that Jobs came from a school of magic, no wonder I was able to invent IPHONER..."

"What are you talking about?" Buniel, who was standing next to Yunye, whispered, "That's Steve Jobs, the prefect of the sixth grade of Slytherin."

Even the name is really the same... Yun Ye twitched his mouth, but think about Apple's Jobs at this time is not young, probably really just the same name.

Steve listened to Samuel's words and spread his hands: "No way, I still have to prepare for the election ceremony for the shadow prefect, so I ask you to help me introduce the new students."