A tall boy stood up gracefully and proactively introduced himself to Bellatrix, “Welcome to Slytherin, Black The Handmaiden, I am the Slytherin prefect, Rodolphus Lestrange.”
Bellatrix originally thought of just nodding as a polite response.
But this name still made her unconsciously raise her head, looking curiously at the man in front of her.
If nothing unexpected happened, the man in front of her was the person she was originally supposed to marry, and also one of Lord Voldemort’s most loyal subordinates.
And together with the original Bellatrix, they should have been Lord Voldemort’s right-hand assistants.
But now, thinking that she was originally a man and might have to marry a man in the future, she involuntarily got goosebumps all over her body, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
Rodolphus watched her gazing at him for a long time, thinking she was captivated by his handsome appearance, and smiled with satisfaction, “Black The Handmaiden, I think we should sit down, keeping a distinguished The Handmaiden standing does not conform to a gentleman’s etiquette, nor does it conform to family education…”
His words made Bellatrix realize that this was not the best time to ponder problems, so she nodded slightly and then found an empty seat to sit down.
Neither too far nor too close to the prefect’s seat, it both showed respect for the prefect and emphasized the status of the House of Black.
Very well, on the first day of school, she met her ‘fiancé’, truly congratulations…
In this rhythm, the new students completed the Sorting one after another.
Perhaps because Bellatrix had no thoughts about this batch of new students from the very beginning, until all the new students were sorted, she didn’t remember a few names, including the Slytherin newcomers.
The Sorting Ceremony ended, and Dumbledore stood at the front of the stage, opened his arms, and pressed them down slightly.
The students’ voices instantly lowered, and the Great Hall showed a bit of silence.
“Welcome everyone to Hogwarts, whether you are new students or old students,” he looked at the crowd with a smile, looking much younger, “I hope everyone can have a happy academic year at Hogwarts.”
“Then it’s the same as usual, the Forbidden Forest is strictly forbidden to approach unless for class. Recently, some dangerous magical creatures have moved in again, and even some Dark Magical Creatures, absolutely do not go…”
“Finally, please enjoy tonight’s feast!”
Although he said so, Bellatrix still lost her appetite a bit because of the unexpected encounter with Rodolphus Lestrange.
After hastily eating a couple bites of steak, she hugged a pudding and slowly scooped it spoonful by spoonful.
Even the child who was frightened on the way here earlier had now recovered, and instead enthusiastically recounted his story with the octopus to his companion?
Thanks to everyone chatting around her, she gradually learned about the situation of this year’s Slytherin newcomers.
Perhaps by accident, among this year’s newcomers, there were not many pure-blood Wizards, and even she was the only one from the Sacred Twenty-Eight, along with a few half-blood Wizards.
I must say, before Lord Voldemort widely propagated his rhetoric, Slytherin was actually not that resistant to half-blood Wizards.
At least there was no bullying drama like she imagined, at most there was just some indifference.
And because of her surname, Bellatrix attracted active greetings from some upperclassmen, which made her the leading figure of this batch.
She showed no dissatisfaction with the half-blood Wizards, and even joked around with them briefly, which also improved their status quite a bit.
Therefore, the half-blood Wizards of this batch did not know how lucky their start was.
At first Bellatrix didn’t realize this—after all, in her past life she was just a so-called Muggle—but later she realized this change and was instead happy to see it happen.
After all, she had always been thinking about how to change her destiny, and now it seemed that The Butterfly Effect had occurred from the very beginning.
After the feast, the prefects of each house led everyone to the common room.
Because the Hogwarts Castle was cast with magic, the stairs here were constantly changing.
If not careful, it was very likely to get lost in some unknown place.
After all, it was an ancient Castle built by magic, and Hogwarts was not as safe as it appeared on the surface.
Really speaking, there was another magical ancient Castle that could tell you its danger—Nurmengard—the high tower imprisoning Grindelwald was theoretically also a Castle-level building of the same kind.
Thinking about it this way, you could know the gold content of this Hogwarts Castle.
The Slytherin common room was down in the dungeons.
The password to enter the common room was quite common, this time it was “Honor”.
As the prefect recited the password, the door slowly opened, and they walked in behind the prefect. This story is hosted at g.com.
As soon as they entered, they saw a piece of transparent glass in the distance, directly facing the bottom of the Black Lake.
It should have been a cold and damp basement, but after entering there was no such feeling, instead it was a clean and refreshing feeling.
If one had to say, it felt somewhat like a laboratory in those universities, with an excessive sense of ‘clean’.
It seemed that even those tiny specks of dust had vanished without a trace, and where the firelight shone, not a single bit of ash could be seen floating up.
Then the prefect did not rush to assign dormitories, but instead had everyone sit down in the common room, waiting for the Dean to arrive.
Fortunately, they didn’t wait long before the Slytherin Dean—Slughorn walked in.
Bellatrix had only seen images of this person in film and television descriptions.
In novel descriptions, this was a money-grubbing old man, but he had quite some strength and was an outstanding Potion master.
Now it seemed that the depiction of him in the novels was quite apt.
Remembering when she was at home, Bellatrix had once tentatively asked about the Slytherin Dean, and her father had praised and commented,
“That gentleman is a qualified Slytherin, you can use him with peace of mind, as long as you are a qualified Black.”
Cygnus’s words at the time left her somewhat baffled, but the first sentence Slughorn spoke made her understand a bit.
“Hello everyone, Slytherin newcomers, I am your Dean—Slughorn. Entering Slytherin, I suppose there are no idiots completely ignorant of the Wizarding World among you, so… Remember, I am not your babysitter unless you possess some exceptional talent.”
He spoke the most cruel truth with the gentlest words, but everyone present seemed to have no objections.
This made him even more satisfied, and then he changed his tune.
“After all, Slytherin is still a House, so I hope everyone can help each other and strive for everyone to win the House Cup for us this year.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left, and at the same time he turned, he seemed to nod towards Bellatrix standing in the front row.
This gave Bellatrix a superficial understanding of this man.