"Man, can you imagine? I was discussing what to eat for breakfast with Damon, but when we got to the hall, we were surrounded by owls!"
"I have never seen so many owls in my life! I have never seen so many letters! Of course, I have never seen the Order of Merlin, Second Class!"
"Oh - you want to see it? Damon lent it to us, but it's agreed that you can only look but not touch it!"
In the Gryffindor common room, Ron and Harry blushed and kept explaining their first-person perspective to the little lions around them, and sometimes took out the golden medal with a purple ribbon from behind to open everyone's eyes.
Even though the people in front of them were already the ninth batch, they had repeated the same argument eight times, but they still enjoyed it.
Every time, they would add more details to better highlight the miracle of Damon White.
After the senior students inquired and understood, they finally figured out what happened to Damon.
"Transfiguration Today has used all its pages to publish the theory invented by Damon! This has never happened before. Our dueling prince has broken Gamp's Transfiguration Law!"
"The 300 points added for the House Cup are well deserved. We will definitely win the House Cup this semester!"
"Hey! We should hold a banquet! This is as important as winning Quidditch!"
The little lions shouted, and the noise almost overturned the common room.
"I'm sorry, but I want to remind you that we have two consecutive Potions classes today. I'm afraid Professor Snape will find ways to deduct points from us."
Swish!
Everyone turned their heads to look at Hermione who spoke.
"Why-what's wrong, did I say something wrong?"
Hermione was thinking, shouldn't she spoil everyone's fun at this time? However, this time was the closest time for them to win. She didn't want more students to lose points because of the fanatical emotions, nor did she want Damon's hard-earned points to be wasted because of some insignificant things.
"No - you're right! There are still seven weeks until the end of the semester, we must be careful of Professor Snape!
Slytherin has won the House Cup for six consecutive years, and Professor Snape will definitely not let their house lose!"
Prefect Percy also stood up and said seriously:
"Everyone must be careful in Potions class in the future, complete your homework well, and don't let Snape catch us!"
Hermione made a timely suggestion:
"Oh - I think maybe we can form a study group, and everyone can study Potions specifically, so that Professor Snape will not be able to catch our mistakes so easily.
Moreover, we can also pay close attention to what Professor Snape is doing at ordinary times, and we can stay away from him."
She thought everyone would respond enthusiastically, so that she could also closely monitor Snape with the help of her classmates, and maybe even discover some of Snape's secrets.
As a result, she didn't expect that the little lions were stunned after hearing it, and Ron and Harry also looked at her blankly.
Obviously, you can ask these students to maintain the honor of the college, but you can't ask them to study hard.
When the two things are added together, studying hard = maintaining the honor of the college, they are deeply entangled.
Fortunately, a shout solved their troubles.
"Hey! The Slytherin students are quarreling, and the noise is so loud that it can be heard outside the common room!"
The Weasley twins shouted at the hole in the common room, and the sound spread throughout the common room through the hole.
The little lion didn't need to think about it anymore, and swarmed underground - how can studying be as interesting as watching the fun?
When everyone rushed all the way to the first floor, and then quietly came to the underground, the fierce quarrel was faintly heard through the door - the snake door that symbolized the Slytherin common room, and various sounds continued to be heard.
"Why! Tell me why! Draco! Why did you shout at an unfamiliar new Mudblood on the train?"
"Just because he was with a new Mudblood, you made this misjudgment?
Your prejudice against him is just like the prejudice of other colleges against us Slytherin students! Stupid! Ignorant! You don't even know that beneath his handsome appearance - my God, what on earth makes you think that a wizard with such an elegant temperament is not a pureblood?
Damon White must be the orphan of a pureblood family who has been stranded outside!"
"Enough! I don't want to hear your damn pureblood theory anymore! Times have changed. As long as the student has good bloodline, he should join our Slytherin family, even if he is a half-blood, so what!"
"It's hard to imagine that we Slytherin lost the best member in a century just because of an absurd misunderstanding!"
The accusations were fierce and coherent, as if many parties were denouncing and besieging Malfoy. A senior Gryffindor quietly cast a spell to amplify the voice inside - in fact, he could also cast a spell to let everyone see the scene inside, but in order to avoid being discovered and wasting a good show, he did not choose to take the risk.
In front of the most exciting show, even the most reckless Gryffindor became cunning.
The little lions all had sly smiles on their faces and winked.
Harry and Ron heard Malfoy's equally angry roar.
"Enough!"
In the Slytherin common room, Malfoy was surrounded by everyone. A group of senior students sat on the sofa and looked at Malfoy coldly under the reflection of the water of the Black Lake.
They sorted out the whole process as soon as the incident was exposed, and even figured out a lot of information that was still hidden under the water through the energy of their fathers.
Therefore, they could not forgive the Malfoy family for doing such a foolish thing - pushing a person who should have been the strongest supporter of Slytherin to the damn Gryffindor.
Malfoy panted heavily, looked around at the seniors, and suddenly laughed when he thought of Damon's appearance.
"Look at what you look like." Malfoy's smile was sarcastic. He imagined what he would think if he were Damon, looking at this group of rabble?
After putting himself in that mood, his brain calmed down.
"Slytherin students always remain calm and elegant, but now you have no Slytherin characteristics at all?
If Damon saw your performance now, would he think that it was a mistake not to join Slytherin?"
The expressions on everyone's faces were not very good, and the senior who had been drooping arrogantly slightly straightened his posture.
Malfoy squinted at everyone and said calmly,
"I admit that Damon White was born to be a Slytherin. I did make a mistake at that time."
"Then you--"
Malfoy looked at the student who spoke with a sharp gaze and took out the wand in his hand.
"If you make a mistake, can't you just correct it? Just like students who were sorted into the wrong house should be re-assigned to the house at the beginning of the school year."
Malfoy's voice became louder, "I will write to my father and ask him to give advice to the school as a director. All of you who have connections, work with me!
Since Damon White's sorting was a mistake, then we should correct this mistake instead of blaming each other here like a grudge!"
"Well said, Draco."
While others were still thinking, the prefect Gemma Farley clapped her hands and stood up.
"My uncle has a close relationship with the school director Avery. I will write to him to explain everything and ask him to support your father."
Although she did not think that the school board could interfere in this matter-the sorting was absolute, and Hogwarts had never had the experience of sorting a person into two houses.
But there is no harm in trying, not to mention that this incident is also a good opportunity to show the power of Slytherin. Those elders who usually lack interaction can also get to know each other through this opportunity.
Then, the second person stood up, "Yes, Draco, it seems that you have not lost the glory of pure blood. No matter what the result of this matter is, I will no longer care about your verbal mistakes - my uncle is also a school director and a friend of Headmaster Dumbledore. I will ask him to help me with this matter."
Then, it was the third, fourth, and fifth.
More and more Slytherins stood up and spoke of the political power they could provide.
Outside the door of the lounge, the Gryffindors who were originally gloating gradually became a little
panicked.
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