Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

"Enjin, help me move my luggage to Draco Malfoy's dormitory."

"At your service, sir."

Suddenly, a shrill voice came from the corridor of the dormitory.

After refreshing countless saves, Ciel felt like returning home to Hogwarts, and Engin was one of the house elves at Hogwarts.

Students can go to the kitchen to find food or ask house elves to help with some tasks, but Slytherin students can make them do more.

Because they have a better relationship with house elves, even better than Hufflepuff.

Many of the house elves in Hogwarts, a large part of them, are descendants of house elves from pure-blood families. This is a matter of concern. .Even among house elves, Slytherin has

Blaise Zabini, who also did not return to the house, saw the whole process. He looked at Charles with some surprise, but Charles had already opened the door calmly and entered Draco's dormitory.

Oh, it's also his dormitory now.

Sure enough, in this short breath, the house elf Enjin had already settled everything.

As for Draco, he was in the bathroom taking a shower.

Charles was half lying on the bed.

Slytherin's unfriendliness was more severe than he thought. He had to act as soon as possible to at least gain a foothold in this academy.

In the original game plot, in order to avoid plot killing, it would not appear in the early stage and directly face the threat of Lao Deng or even senior potential Death Eaters.

At most, it is just a provocation between the same grade and a dispute between several colleges.

But in this world, who cares about you.

Felix Prewett is a problem.

Not all Slytherin students are like this. They are willing to kick someone when they are down, but they are very willing to directly create an enemy for themselves.

That's not in their interest.

But Felix Prewett was different.

Charles knew that the branch of the Prewett family where Felix belonged was a die-hard supporter of Voldemort. Although Voldemort was gone, they, like the Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban, firmly believed that Voldemort would come back sooner or later.

As a pure-blood himself, a supporter of Voldemort's blood theory like Felix was bound to cause trouble for him.

And although there are not many such people, Felix is ​​definitely not the only one.

Draco Malfoy pulled himself into his dormitory. In the recent period, I am afraid no one will cause trouble for him, including Felix Prewett.

The young master Malfoy may not realize what his actions mean, but in fact it is like a signal.

Whatever happened to this half-blood, I, Malfoy, am now protecting him.

But this situation cannot last long.

Malfoy is also a supporter of blood theory. He does not really want to protect Ciel. In the eyes of other Slytherins, this is more like Draco finding his own exclusive target to bully. It does not mean that others cannot Bully.

Secondly, Draco's rank is very low. In Slytherin, he might not even be able to protect himself.

This is not the movie. It seems that only the Malfoy family is the only Slytherin left. Starting from the fourth grade, there are four or five pure-blood families appearing tonight. When it comes to the industry and connections in the wizarding world, , they are not inferior to Malfoy.

Even the old Malfoy, who is a few generations older, did not claim to be the boss of Slytherin. They just relied on their ability to sing and dance and their handsome little faces to be very popular in Slytherin. The beauty of the oldest Black family has returned.

But young Master Draco, no.

He is not qualified.

Just like tonight, he offended Muller Skarlo, Slytherin's social butterfly, a girl who was only in the fourth year and already had some experience.

Draco was right. If he touched her rashly, he might easily get sick, but that wasn't what the scene said.

Wizards are also human beings, especially young people of sixteen or seventeen who are full of blood. They cannot hold a beautiful girl like Muellers in their hands, who is very open-minded and a pure blood.

If there weren't separate bathrooms for each dormitory, Charles would have been really worried that young Master Draco would be blocked while taking a shower.

Waiting for Draco, this foul-mouthed young master, to have his details revealed. .It's almost time to start.

. . .

Draco quickly came out of the bathroom. He sat on the exquisite high-backed stool, looked in the mirror, and began to fix his hair.

Charles was still half lying on the bed.

"Are you wearing hairspray, Draco?"

However, Charles suddenly noticed that Draco took out a tube of gel ointment with the packaging of Ms. Primpernel's Beauty Pharmacy out of nowhere, and rubbed it on the hair on his forehead.

Draco was obviously stunned when he heard Ciel's words. After hesitating for a while, he spoke slowly.

"I thought it was obvious"

He squinted at Ciel with his peripheral vision, as if he were looking at a country bumpkin.

"Using hairspray too early is not good for your hair, and it's night time. Watch your hairline, Draco."

Draco's hand holding the hair gel suddenly froze.

He closed his eyes, put the hairspray on the table, took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and his expression was twisted under calmness.

"If you regret staying in my dormitory."

"It's not too late to move to the common room."

He said angrily.

Ciel shrugged and made a zipper motion on his mouth, but obviously Draco didn't know what a zipper was, but he understood what Ciel meant.

He hesitated and continued to apply hairspray.

Charles really didn't know that Draco had started applying hair gel so early. He rolled over and got up. Charles started to wash and change clothes and then went to bed in one go.

Although cleaning up can replace troublesome things like washing up, it is too magical and punk, and it doesn't feel alive at all.

Draco watched Charles's skillful movements, and it wasn't until he got into bed that he finally couldn't help but ask.

"You and Potter are friends"

Of course, Draco didn't ask Ciel to be his roommate out of kindness, but because he suddenly thought that Ciel was with him when he went to find Harry Potter in the car.

He was Potter's friend.

"Yes."

Ciel replied.

The reason why Draco accepted Ciel was to let Harry know what kind of friends he should need. Not those Muggle mudbloods, not half-blood boys who almost didn't even have a dormitory, but pure-blood noble ones. pure blood

Unfortunately, he is now in Gryffindor.

That's where a bunch of nasty guys hang out.

"Gryffindor... Well, there are guys there who don't even know about Hogwarts before they get their acceptance letter."

"If you ask me, Hogwarts should only admit students from ancient wizarding families, those mixed-blood, mudblood and pure-blood traitors."

Draco cursed, not caring that Ciel was also a half-blood.

Ciel didn't care either.

He knew better than Draco himself what kind of person Draco was.

He is a good person, no, no, he is definitely not, he is just too timid to be too bad, but Ciel doesn't mind if he is a good person or a bad person, as long as he is useful to him.

"If Harry Potter came to Slytherin, wouldn't he have a dormitory?"

Ciel suddenly asked.

Draco was silent for a long time. Just when Charles thought that their first dormitory night talk was over, Draco suddenly spoke up again.

"You should really take a page from Goyle and Crabbe."

"Eat more, talk less."

Ciel laughed silently.

He really regarded himself as a little follower, well, it didn't matter, he was still a child after all, so he had to be patient enough. .

Charles remembered that the first flying lesson was this week and maybe it would be fun.

At this point, the two of them had their first dormitory night talk and finally ended.

. . .

At the same time, Harry, who was assigned to the same dormitory as Neville and Ron, also couldn't sleep all night. He sat on the window sill of the dormitory, huddled behind the glass, looking at the starry sky and night outside the castle.

Ever since that time when Charles interrupted Dudley who was trying to bully him, Harry felt that everything in his life had changed.

Why is it so.

Harry even had an unreal feeling now.

He stroked Hideaway gently.

But anyway, dad, mom. .Now I'm here too.

. . .

Hermione wasn't asleep either, but unlike Harry who was squatting on the window sill, she was lying on her bed.

The fact that Ciel was sorted into Slytherin was beyond her expectation. She originally thought that Ciel would also be sorted into Gryffindor, because they were obviously in Wonderland. .

Without Ciel around, Hermione was very uncomfortable in the new environment.

Because Harry has made new friends and she hasn't.

Harry was chatting happily with Neville Longbottom at the dinner party, and there was a guy named Ron next to him, but she obviously couldn't get in, and Harry probably forgot about her for a while.

As for the freshmen girls, they were noisier than owls. They would chatter and discuss whatever they saw.

Don’t they all read books?

Hermione closed her eyes, the class schedule was pressed under her pillow. There was only one Transfiguration lesson tomorrow, Herbology the day after tomorrow, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Astronomy the day after tomorrow, and Charms and Flying on Thursday.

On Friday, there were two consecutive sessions of Potions in the morning, lasting all morning.

Among them, Transfiguration, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and flying lessons were conducted with Slytherin. In other words, she could see Ciel tomorrow.

Maybe she could go early so she could sit with Ciel.

She now has many, many questions she wants to ask Ciel, about Gryffindor, about Slytherin, and about Hogwarts.

Really looking forward to tomorrow.

Hermione closed her eyes and forced herself to fall asleep quickly. She didn't want to be late for the first day of school.

. . .

When Charles got up from bed on time the next day, Draco got up a little earlier than him.

"hurry up."

Draco said with a grimace.

"The first class is Transfiguration, Head of Gryffindor. You don't want to have points deducted for being late."

No matter how Slytherin, no matter how annoying Draco is. .Their collective sense of honor is really strong, and they really value the Academy Cup.

"Relax, relax Draco, you look like you're about to take a test."

Ciel said.

He gave himself a clean one and picked up the textbook from the bookshelf.

"Let's go."

Draco seemed to want to say something with a grimace, but in the end he kept his mouth shut and remained silent.

After going out, the two idiots Goyle and Brak hadn't gotten up yet, but there were already many people in the common room. They looked as if they had just held a dance all night. Everyone was dressed up in gorgeous clothes, whether they were wizards or witches. Witches are all in a state of drunkenness and dreams.

This is the problem caused by the increase in the number of pure bloods. This is what happens when a group of guys with an excessive sense of hypocrisy and glory get together.

Charles and Draco went out without attracting any attention along the way. After a quick breakfast, Draco took Charles and started climbing the stairs.

Draco was obviously still a little nervous. Although the complicated roads of Hogwarts were no secret to purebloods, it was still the first class after all.

It went smoothly and they didn't get lost.

Draco and Charles were the first few to arrive in the classroom, but there were others before them, including Hermione.

The little girl was stunned when she saw Ciel coming in with Draco, but she still waved excitedly.

Both Charles and Draco saw this scene. Draco raised his chin expressionlessly. He thought of this girl. She was in the same carriage as Harry Potter at the time, so she wanted this. .

"you will not.."

Before he finished speaking, Draco watched as Charles left him without emotion, ignored him, and sat down beside Hermione in a daze.

"Hey"

Draco called from behind.

But Charles just turned his head and gave him a smile, then turned away again.

"Hey"

Draco's voice got louder and he started gritting his teeth.

But it’s weird if it works.

Seeing that the number of students began to increase, in order to take care of his own image, Draco stopped talking and sat in the Slytherin student group with a dark face.

Pansy Parkinson's side.

. . .

Then comes another famous scene.

Within two minutes of class starting, Little Savior was severely beaten by society. Changing the map or the alarm clock was indeed a question.

But the older catgirl still loved him, Snape, that was the madness from society.

But what concerned Charles was that two people were late with Harry, not just Ron, but also Neville, so what was the situation now.

He thought that Neville had replaced Ron and that Charles had arranged two saviors for Hermione. This was not enough.

Ciel was not worried about the relationship between the three of them. Harry and Hermione were more like best friends. As for Neville, they were not compatible.

But now it seems that Neville is more like taking Hermione's place, but he doesn't have any wisdom. Without Hermione's IQ, they may be stuck in the plot at the first level of the Sorcerer's Stone.

Forget it, Charles is too lazy to worry about Harry, so this difficult task should be left to Lao Deng and Lao Si.

. . .

Grab the match.

During the free play session, Hermione was concentrating on trying to turn a match into a needle while asking Ciel some questions in a low voice.

Like how he was doing in Slytherin and how the people were there.

Of course Ciel said he was fine, everything was fine, he was fine, and the Slytherin classmates were also very friendly.

He simply ignored the strange looks that Blaise, Pansy, Goyle, and Blake and the other freshmen looked at him, as well as Draco who was grinding his teeth.

Gryffindor didn't have much reaction to the fact that Ciel, Hermione, a Slytherin, and a Gryffindor sat at the same table, because there weren't many purebloods there, and the school had just started, so there were no conflicts between houses. The dispute has not yet fully materialized.

Of course, the most important thing is that both Potter and Neville know that Ciel is their friend, and they don't think there is any problem with this matter.

Ron was the only one with a ghostly expression on his face, and his eyes almost popped out.

Ciel also noticed that there was actually McGonagall, an older cat girl, who was also paying attention here. It was rare, if not almost never, for Slytherins and Gryffindors to share classes at the same table.

Even if there are senior lovers, they will not sit together in public in order to protect their respective colleges, or to protect themselves.

And today is the first day of school, and everyone is not familiar with it yet, so it was very peaceful. With Hermione raising her right hand excitedly and Gryffindor adding five points, the class ended.

. . .

There are actually fewer classes at Hogwarts than expected, especially for the first years. On Monday, they only have a morning class on Transfiguration, because there are still many little wizards who haven't even figured out the spelling of grammar. , leaving some homework is enough for them to write for a day.

Ciel held the book under his arm and said goodbye to Hermione. He did not go with the Slytherin group. He walked back on his own quite comfortably.

However, he soon heard the footsteps coming from behind, which were very mixed and urgent.

He roughly knew what it was.

"Are you crazy"

The next moment, a force came from behind Ciel. He dragged Ciel and pushed him against the wall.

What he saw was Draco with a distorted face. He looked very angry, as if someone had mixed water in his hair gel to prevent him from combing his hair like an adult.

"what"

Ciel asked calmly.

"You're asking."

Draco grabbed Ciel by the collar and spoke word by word.

"Are you crazy."

"Obviously, no."

"In that case, why are you sitting there?"

"Sit there..."

Draco's expression became even more contorted, as if saying that word was a stain on him.

"she is my friend."

"She's a Gryffindor"

Draco almost squeezed the words out through his teeth.

Ciel looked around and saw that most of the new students in Slytherin were here.

The little girl Pansy raised her chin and looked as arrogant as me and Brother Drag were a couple.

Goyle and Crabbe held their arms and stared at Ciel maliciously, like a pair of door gods.

Blaise's eyes were a little evasive. He didn't look at Ciel, but he didn't break away from the group either. Instead, he mingled among them, and finally several other freshmen men and women.

"she is my friend."

Ciel said again.

Draco suddenly calmed down and let go of Ciel's collar.

"Not now."

"I saved a place for you, right next to me."

Pansy's Draco-like expression broke instantly. She looked at Draco in disbelief, as if she had seen Draco go out one morning without wax.

"I'm very sorry."

Charles understood what Draco meant. He really didn't expect that Draco could do this for him, but. .

Draco's expression turned ugly again.

"You think you're smarter than these two idiots Goyle and Crabbe"

Goyle & Crabbe:

"That's true."

Upon hearing this, Draco let go of Ciel completely, turned around and left.

But before he took two steps, he turned back angrily.

"I don't want to see you anymore."

"If you're as smart as you say you are, you should know what I mean."

. . .

As Draco left, Pansy hurriedly followed, and several other freshmen and Blaise also left together.

Apart from Pansy and Draco, there really are no other pure-blood families in this freshmen class. Pansy is Draco's little fan girl, so naturally Draco is the leader of the group.

but. .

Charles suddenly felt someone grabbing him from behind again.

He leaned to the side and resisted Goyle's impact, but was still hit hard by Brak.

Ciel took two steps back.

When he raised his head, he saw that Goyle and Brak had not left. They held their arms, and they were more than half a head taller than Ciel, looking down at him condescendingly, blocking him on the left and right.

"You'd better do what the boss says."

"No, that's right."

"Otherwise we will beat you until you obey. Listen, the boss is our boss, and we are your bosses."

"That's right, that's it"

Seeing Goyle imitating parrot, Crabbe felt helpless.

But it was good to have a fool who was dumber than himself, so he ignored Goyle and continued to stare at Ciel, raising his chin threateningly.

Ciel looked frightened.

At least that's what Crabbe thought.

Because Ciel didn't speak, he stared at the two of them blankly, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, when Crabbe became impatient, Ciel suddenly laughed.

"Wow."

He chuckled.

"It was a real eye-opener for me."

"I have to admit, you guys made me realize my mistake."

"I did make a mistake."

Crabbe didn't understand what nonsense Ciel was talking about. Maybe he was begging for mercy.

He remembered that Draco was like this, saying the cruelest words while making the most cowardly begging for mercy when facing his father.

"I shouldn't differentiate between this damn game and this damn world. I am who I am. It has always been me. It has always been me."

"really interesting."

Ciel lowered his head, took a deep breath, and then raised it again.

After taking a look at the portraits that were hidden deeply and almost hanging on the ceiling of the corridor, but people still poked their heads in them from time to time, Ciel spread his hands to show that he was harmless.

"I see."

"Actually, I know a place with a lot of delicious food. Maybe you will be willing to come with me."

liar

Just as Crabbe was about to say this, he heard Goyle say.

"OK"

As he spoke, he gestured to Crabbe.

"Come on, Vincent, there's something delicious to eat."

Crabbe rolled his eyes in his mind. Is Goyle really a wizard and not a troll? How can a wizard be so stupid?

But even though he knew that Ciel was definitely lying to the two of them, Crabbe didn't hesitate at all and just went ahead.

When it comes to fighting, they have never been afraid of anyone.