Snakes in Hogwarts

"Idiot! Remnant! Crying! Twist! Thank you everyone."

In the applause of the audience, Dumbledore ended his speech with a very nonsensical sentence, and he tapped the dinner plate in front of him lightly.

The originally empty plate was instantly filled with rich English delicacies, roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, fried potatoes...

It sounds like nothing, but for those British people who have not tasted traditional Chinese food, it can be called a very rich dinner.

Maybe, because of Andros, some delicacies from mysterious Eastern countries will appear in the cafeteria in the future?

Although the long table was full of food, Hermione seemed to be more interested in the last words Dumbledore said. While she put a few pork chops on her dinner plate, she turned her head to the side. Nello asked.

"Sister Penello, what do Principal Dumbledore's last words mean?"

"Well, to be honest, I don't know." Penello shook his head. "I'm afraid, no one knows what this means except for asking him himself."

"But, don't you think he is a little bit offended, I mean he is a little weird?"

"You want to be a little crazy, right?"

After seeing Hermione nodding, Penello explained with a grin.

"Our principal has a very unique and incomprehensible sense of humor, and this sense of humor is indeed often interpreted as madness. Do you understand what I mean? I guess he just said something except him. A joke that no one understands."

"Okay, don't think about it, do you want some bacon? They taste great."

(There are many explanations for this sentence on the Internet. Some people say that this is an ancient Latin sentence. The translation means May Merlin bless you, but I prefer another explanation.

The original text of these four words is "Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"

Nitwit is a fool. According to Ravenclaw's philosophy, those who are not classified into Ravenclaw are fools.

Blubber, crying nose, Gryffindor students claim to be the bravest, and for those students who are not classified into Gryffindor, they will think these people are cowardly, brave crying ghosts.

Oddment, this is a word from the textile industry, refers to scraps of cloth, or scraps. For Slytherin, they think that the students of other colleges are not the purest wizards, and they are not as good as their scraps.

The last one, Tweak, twist, Hufflepuff will always do things like a stick. They are honest, hardworking and honest, just like this word. Perhaps Hufflepuff thinks that the other three colleges need to be adjusted. Yourself.)

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Unlike Hermione, Andros didn't struggle with the meaning of Dumbledore's last words. For him, it was not even as good as putting some roast beef on the plate.

Merlin is on, he is almost starving to death.

At this moment, he is quickly removing the food on the plate with an efficient but elegant gesture.

Thanks to the etiquette courses that wizards and nobles have started since childhood, every Slytherin's eating style is very elegant.

This makes Andros feel very uncomfortable.

Damn it, can't you eat meat like other colleges?

He thought indignantly, but he used a knife and fork to cut and decompose the meat steak on the plate with a sharp hand, and then elegantly put it into his own mouth.

Although it is certainly not as elegant as other students who have received aristocratic etiquette training, but at least on the surface it is also passable, isn't it?

Since he was assigned to Slytherin, he had to adapt to Slytherin's rules.

Andros knows very well that he does not have the capital to ignore these rules.

If you want to live a good life, you should not only wear something green, but also not be too arrogant.

From time to time, Andros had to cover his arms, and quietly stuffed a few pieces of meat into the pockets inside the robe to soothe the restless Ivar.

Otherwise, Andros was really afraid that this little snake could not help but get out.

That's great fun.

Fortunately, no one would pay attention to Andros' small movements, and everyone's attention was on the food on the plate.

Not only was dining, but Andros was thinking rapidly in his head.

As a freshman in Slytherin, he still has a hurdle to pass, and he needs to quickly think of a countermeasure.

When the dinner was taken down, and all kinds of pudding, ice cream, and syrup pies reappeared in the as clean as new plate, the little snakes' discussions finally sounded on the Slytherin table.

"Andros, won't you tell us your story?" Senior Sister Farley asked pointedly.

"I don't have a story. I'm an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage." Andros didn't hide anything. He knew that this history is hard to hide.

Instead of trying to think of a past full of holes in a short time, it is better to expose your past simply and straightforwardly.

"Lobach? I don't seem to have heard of this surname, so your parents, are they the same as us?" Malfoy asked.

And this question attracted the attention of all the little snakes, and they stopped talking, staring at Andros, waiting for his answer.

Finally here comes the question.

After being sorted into the snake house, Andros quickly realized a problem.

In the pure-blooded Snake Academy, how should one define his identity?

A Muggle wizard who grew up in the Muggle world?

No, absolutely can't say that.

In that case, don't think about it.

"They are wizards, I think you mean it, I am pure blood."

"Of course, that's what I meant, and I knew that you must be a pure blood." Hearing this answer, Malfoy clapped his hands happily.

"But, if you grew up in an orphanage, how can you prove that your parents are wizards?" An unknown senior little snake asked jokingly next to him.

His words made many little snakes grin.

Unlike Draco's question, this question is very aggressive.

"I don't think I need to prove anything." Andros' expression was calm.

"Since I can enter Slytherin, it means that I cannot be a Muggle-born wizard. I think everyone here should know that no matter how well a person fits Slytherin's educational philosophy, if He was a Muggle-born wizard, so he would never be assigned to Slytherin.

In history, there has never been a Muggle wizard assigned to Slytherin. I believe this is a truth that has been proven over a long period of time."

"But you may still be a mixed race."

"Enough, Higgs." Senior Sister Farley snapped, which stopped Andros' next words..

"These things are not allowed to be mentioned again. This is the auditorium. There can be no disputes on the long table of Slytherin."

The commotion soon subsided, and the Slytherin snakes regained their polite appearance. They ate the desserts in front of them gracefully, as if they were just an illusion imagined in Andros' heart.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Farley."

"I'm not just helping you, Andros, as the prefect of Slytherin, I need to maintain the reputation and status of the academy. Slytherin needs unity, even on the surface.

Your past is indeed very miserable, but this is Slytherin. I can say that no one cares or sympathizes with your past. I hope you don't expect this kind of thing to appear on this long table.

Your explanation just now is okay. It's barely enough, but if you don't show up, someone will still trouble you. I can only tell you so much."

"Thank you again, Senior Sister Farley."

"I heard you can use magic now?"

It seemed that his performance at the station had reached the ears of Chief Farley.

"It's just some tricks that can't make it to the table."

"You are very humble. It is a very good talent to be able to successfully explain the law in just one month. While the dinner is not over, I think you finally get to know the professors at Hogwarts while you are now. If you don’t understand, you can ask me."