#3.1 Harry Potter: Hogwarts and the Great America exchange student Chris' harems~ (First Half) (Standard 15400+ words)
CH1. Hogwarts Express
CH2. The Great America 'Cock Wand'!
CH3. Sorting Ceremony!
CH4. Study Partners
CH5. Dumbledore's Compromise
CH6. Flying class
CH7. Wonderful school life!
CH8. Pansy's footjob~
CH9. The horny lunch break in Slytherin~
CH10. Slytherin beauties' virgin defloration~
CH11. The Pure-blood supremacy virgin Pansy completely submitted to the noble Great America Bloodline~
CH1. Hogwarts Express
On the Hogwarts Express, the special compartment was occupied by an American teenager.
He had a relatively tall stature for his age, and his bulging muscles filled out the oversized wizard robe, giving him an imposing presence despite his young age.
At this moment, he held a crumpled letter in his hand, his face filled with both obscenity and anticipation, as he gazed out the window. His mood, just like his facial expression, was remarkably captivating.
In his hand was an invitation letter.
...
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Rogers,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
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"Knock, knock, knock."
"Excuse me, may I interrupt?"
Just as Chris was brimming with ambition, two little heads appeared at the compartment door.
One had typical East Asian features with black hair and black eyes, wearing a friendly smile on their face. The other had a head of reddish-golden curls, equally playful and adorable.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Rogers from the United States?" the black-haired girl asked.
"Yes, that's correct."
Although he was a shameless villain, faced with the cute girls, Chris couldn't help but show a bit of the gentlemanly demeanor on the surface. "Please, have a seat, ladies."
"Thank you. I'm Cho Chang. Although I grew up in England, I'm of Chinese descent. This is my friend Marietta Edgecombe. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Rogers."
"Just call me Chris, it's a pleasure to meet both of you, Miss Cho Chang and Miss Eckmo." Chris shook hands with the two girls, who had restrained expressions but eyes filled with anticipation.
"By the way, I heard from the professors that there's a foreign exchange student from the United States joining us this year. Everyone is talking about it and looking forward to your arrival!"
Seeing the excited expressions on the two girls' faces, Chris became in a good mood.
"I didn't expect things to become this big. Uh, I mean, to make everyone talk about me."
"Yes, Harry Potter, Mr. Potter, and you are the two big topics among the incoming students this year. Everyone is excited, especially Cho. She is very interested on that magical country too." Marietta said, glancing at Cho Chang beside her.
"And you seem kind and friendly, unlike the other visitors from the United States who aren't very willing to have equal conversations with us British wizards. Even me faces some discrimination."
Chris' expression turned serious, and he reached out to hold Cho Chang and Marietta's small hands.
"That's a kind of arrogant prejudice. I believe there's no superiority or inferiority between races in the world, and bloodlines don't determine one's worth."
In fact, he really didn't have racial discrimination, but that was because he was a pragmatic utilitarian.
For him, whether it was black, white, or Asian, as long as a beautiful woman caught his eye, he didn't mind having a passionate night with her~
But facing two cute girls, he didn't mind spouting some nonsense to win their favor.
After saying that, he naturally sat across from them, placed his hand in the absolute territory between Marietta's short skirt and thigh-high stockings, and gently caressed her soft skin.
"You see, we share the same language, and the same colored blood flows in our bodies. I'm honored to be friends with you."
Indeed, after hearing him say that, Cho Chang and Marietta didn't realize his lewd behavior but became visibly happier. This made Chris inwardly criticize the British people for being easily fooled. Just a couple of hollow words about equality, and they quickly turned into easy girls~
In reality, equality? Are they even qualified to talk about it? If it weren't for their attractiveness, he wouldn't spare a glance at these British people as Rogers, the young master.
Who is he? He is the Conqueror Chris, the brother and father of Captain America!
After the two Hogwarts girls let go of their concerns, they relaxed and chattered away, introducing Chris to various aspects of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Hogwarts School had four houses, the leading Gryffindor house is like the cradle of protagonists in traditional knight novels. Its students possessed qualities such as integrity and courage.
On the other hand, Slytherin was portrayed as the antagonist house, with students and teachers holding skewed beliefs, advocating power supremacy and blood purity.
The remaining Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff houses, one pursuing the path of wisdom and the other the path of honesty, are also indispensable parts of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The two beautiful girls in front of him were second-year students from Ravenclaw.
Chris, who just started school this year, is a first-year student, so technically they are both Chris' seniors.
"Speaking of which, Chris, we are quite curious about the wizard world in the United States. Could you demonstrate it for us?"
After Marietta finished speaking, Cho Chang nodded eagerly in anticipation.
"Of course, although I only know a few tricks, I'm willing to show you and add some laughter to this journey."
Chris suddenly raised their hands and traced seemingly mysterious patterns in the air. The air inside the compartment seemed to come alive with magical energy.
With deliberate yet swift movements, Chris pressed their hands against the chests of Cho Chang and Marietta, gently pressing and then pulling away.
Instantly, the two girls felt a cooling sensation on their chests, and when they looked, they saw their bras held in Chris' hands!
"Cho Chang's is white, modest yet elegant, and Marietta's purple one is quite alluring~" Chris placed the two bras, still carrying a hint of the girls' fragrance, against their faces, playfully teasing.
Cho Chang and Marietta gasped, covering their mouths in astonishment as they watched the scene before them.
"Wow... wandless magic! How did you do that, Chris?"
Marietta turned her head to look at Cho Chang, who had raised a question, "Could it be an ability of the Great America lineage? I've read ancestral manuscripts at home, and those who truly inherit the Great America legacy can effortlessly wield magic without relying on wands!"
Chris smiled faintly, in fact, all these were relying on the Conqueror Store, that had provided him with not only a background of an America magical family, but also unlocked remarkable magical abilities after he arrived in this world!
However, that wasn't the only remarkable ability he possessed. His true exceptional power lied in distorting and influencing people's minds. Otherwise, why would the two young girls only notice his spellcasting method despite having their bras removed on the spot?
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CH2. The Great America 'Cock Wand'!
"But how do they channel and gather magical energy without wands?"
Accompanied by another question from the curious Marietta, Chris unbuttoned his pants, pulled it down, and revealed his half-erect huge America dick.
"It's through this~ The magic system I excel in, the America magical system, is realized through this 'cock wand' you see. Or rather, having it on me is equivalent to having a wand in my hand."
"Thank you, Chris!" although Marietta didn't fully understand the concept of a "cock wand," she could grasp that it was a sacred and private instrument.
The fact that Chris could openly display it without hesitation showed his character and trust in them!
Chris waved his hand. "In the Great America, tradition is not just about cherishing what we possess. Since I was young and able to wield it, the principles and expectations instilled in me were about sharing and mutual benefit. Not only can I use it, but women who are recognized by this cock wand can also activate magic!"
"This is amazing! Can we try it?"
Cho Chang held back the eager Marietta. "Don't be hasty, Marietta. Do you remember what the gentleman said when we bought our wands?"
"The wand chooses the wizard, not the other way around."
"Yes, you have a keen intuition. Just greet it politely, and if it approves of you, then you can try using it." Chris nodded in agreement.
However, before Cho Chang could give it a try, Marietta knelt between Chris's legs, following the "memories" that had just resurfaced in her mind, earnestly gazing at Chris' cock.
"Hello, Mr. Cook. My name is Marietta, and I hope to earn your favor!" With that, Marietta leaned forward and began licking Chris' erect "wand"~
As if in response, the soft and pliable flesh dragon gradually swelled and stood erect, transforming into a thick and long giant rod!
Chris had a unique physique unlike others. Although this weapon had seen its fair share of battles, it remained smooth and majestic, making every female who laid eyes on it unable to resist its allure!
Marietta was no exception. After discovering that the "cock wand" had chosen her, she eagerly opened her mouth and engulfed the rod, enthusiastically tasting and devouring it~
The golden curls girl's cherry lips skillfully sucked on the cock, while Chris squinted his eyes and took a long breath in satisfaction.
Cho Chang, who was a step behind, felt a bit disappointed. Although she had always regarded Marietta as her best friend, it seemed that her friend hadn't learned the virtue of modesty.
Chris, being observant, noticed Cho Chang's expression and pulled her into his embrace.
"There's no need to be anxious. We are friends, aren't we? You will have plenty of opportunities to experience it in the future, and I will even teach you some Eastern magic!"
"Really?" Cho Chang looked up at Chris in surprise, not even noticing that his large hand was already touching her.
Chris caressed her tender body, his left hand reaching over her clothes to explore her budding breasts.
As her bra had already been "magically" removed, he directly felt and teased her erect nipples.
His right hand rested on Cho Chang's small buttocks, mischievously slipping under her skirt.
"Indeed, your body has great potential! It just needs systematic training and development, and I will help you become a true Eastern mage!"
"Thank you, Chris... Hmmm...💗"
After expressing her gratitude, Cho Chang's small nipple was pinched firmly by Chris.
"Don't say such things. We are friends!"
She could only nod appreciatively and offer a passionate kiss, exchanging the fluids in their mouths.
Chris' hand delved deeper from beneath her soft buttocks, his fingers playing with Cho Chang's partially bloomed flower bud, experiencing the sensation of the two petals.
As his fingers ventured further, they touched a slightly moist and intensely heated area, a slightly indented place that was likely the entrance to her small cave!
He didn't rush to do anything, merely gently inserting his fingers, using the pads of his fingertips to touch the delicate membrane.
At the same time, his magical abilities were activated, exerting their influence on Cho Chang's body.
At this moment, under the influence of Chris' magical finger, Cho Chang was overwhelmed by waves of pleasure in her lower body.
Her uncontrollable arousal caused her juice to flow rapidly, but unfortunately, Chris had no further intentions. Her body instinctively craved more, yet she could only suppress her thirst.
Just then, a small figure burst in, breaking the enchanting scene.
The girl had thick brown curly hair, adorable and fair skin, and a pair of clear and large eyes that scanned the compartment. Her beautiful gaze exuded elegance and charm that words couldn't fully describe, as if she possessed a unique lightness that transcended the ordinary.
Chris, interrupted in his passionate act, looked up at her with a slightly displeased expression, but he was instantly petrified in place.
It turned out that even in this remote and uncivilized land, there existed such a beautiful young girl!
"Has anyone seen a toad?" the girl tilted her head and asked openly.
"Neville's toad, I don't know where it went."
Because Chris stopped his actions, Cho Chang snapped out of her dazed state of being comforted by him and looked at the girl with some dissatisfaction.
"This miss, I can't believe no one has ever told you that you should knock before entering someone's compartment! As for the toad, we don't have it here. Please bother looking for it in another compartment."
The girl curled her lips, nodded, and was about to leave the compartment when her gaze caught sight of Chris and Marietta beneath him. She paused.
"Oh, you're the famous Chris Rogers from the United States, right?"
If the same behavior and attitude were displayed by another male classmate, Chris would most likely think that he was arrogant and lacked manners, and he would frown, asking him to leave immediately.
However, as he looked directly at the girl's delicate and petite face, he felt that she had an unconventional and carefree personality.
Double standards were inherent to human nature, and salute to the beauty was also his usual habit!
Chris withdrew his hand from Cho Chang's body, extended it toward the girl, and wanted to shake hands with her.
"Yes, I'm an exchangel student from the United States. You can call me Chris. Nice to meet you."
"I'm Hermione Granger." Hermione also reached out her hand and lightly touched Chris' hand.
She looked curiously at Marietta, who was kneeling between Chris' legs, burying her head in his crotch, inhaling and exhaling.
"Is this you practicing the mysterious United States magic?"
"Yes, Marietta has gained the recognition of my 'wand' and is currently resonating with its magic!"
Hermione, who was new to the wizarding world, was extremely interested in the fascinating knowledge and marvelous spells.
Now, she didn't rush to leave and instead sat in Chris's previous position, watching this "magic performance."
Marietta, who was swallowing and pleasuring Chris' cock, could clearly feel that since Hermione entered, Chris' cock had swollen a whole circle larger than before!
Although she didn't understand the reason behind it, her feminine instincts made her feel a sense of crisis.
She tried biting Chris' glans with her teeth, and the stimulation caused his large cock to twitch in her mouth.
Marietta realized that this might be a preferred method and sensitive spot for his cock, so she repeatedly used her lips to rub, squeeze, and tease, from the glans to the coronal ridge, while avoiding using her teeth to prevent causing any discomfort.
Sure enough, after she played with it like that for a while, Chris' pleasure intensified, and he patted her head approvingly.
With the trick mastered, Marietta's tender tongue also came into play, working in tandem with her red lips to tantalize his cock.
Before long, with Marietta's efforts, Chris let out a low growl and ejaculated a large amount of semen into her mouth.
However, due to the excessive amount of semen, Marietta's mouth couldn't contain it all.
Midway through the ejaculation, the white fluid started to overflow from the corners of her mouth.
She anxiously looked at Cho Chang, who understood her friend's gaze.
Cho Chang quickly pulled out her wand from her pocket and gently waved it towards Marietta's throat, uttering incomprehensible incantations.
"[Capacious extremis](Extension Charm)!"
The target of the spell was Marietta's esophagus, causing it to expand, allowing it to readily accept the semen.
This way, the delicious and viscous liquid could flow into her stomach without any obstruction after passing through her oral cavity.
By the time Chris finished ejaculating and withdrew his cock, Marietta's belly had slightly swelled, clearly showing that she was full.
"Clap clap clap."
"Such an amazing spell!" Hermione praised Cho Chang and enthusiastically applauded, then she turned to Chris and said, "You too."
But then she covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I forgot about Neville's toad. I need to go find it quickly."
"I'll accompany you, Miss Granger."
"Okay!"
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CH3. Sorting Ceremony!
Chris followed Hermione as they left the compartment.
Since the VIP compartment was at the front of the train, Hermione chose to search from the front to the back, compartment by compartment.
However, their search for the toad was unsuccessful, and they encountered an interesting situation when they entered one of the compartments.
Inside the compartment sat a handsome young man with black hair, black eyes, and round glasses. There was also a redhead boy practicing spell.
Naturally, Hermione chose to observe the spell, but it seemed that the redhead boy had just failed in his demonstration.
Shaking her head, she remarked, "Are you sure that was a spell? It didn't seem very impressive."
Afterward, she casually sat down in the compartment.
"I've tried a few simple spells myself, and they worked quite well!" Hermione said.
She pulled out her wand, pointed it at the black-haired boy's face across from her, and incanted, "Reparo!"
Instantly, smoke erupted from the boy's glasses when Hermione's spell hit them.
He took off the glasses and found that they looked brand new, free from the signs of wear and tear.
However, as he removed his glasses, Hermione noticed the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.
"Goodness, you're Harry Potter?!"
The lightning-shaped scar was Harry Potter's famous feature, the mark left by Voldemort when he tried to kill him as a baby.
Many people recognized the scar as belonging to the only person who survived the Killing Curse and defeated Voldemort.
"I'm Hermione Granger, and this is Chris Rogers. And you?" Hermione introduced herself and Chris, who had followed along, and then asked the redhead boy.
"Ron Weasley."
"Pleased to meet you."
After exchanging introductions, the group of students, who were similar in age and all first-year students at Hogwarts, began chatting.
Especially with the presence of Harry Potter and Chris, two intriguing individuals - one the prophesied savior and the other an exchange student from the Great America with noble blood - Ron and Hermione were particularly curious about them.
As the sky grew dark, the train arrived at its destination.
Chris put on his Hogwarts robe and disembarked..
A tall and sturdy giant waved his hand, gathering the first-year students to follow him.
Chris joined the flow of people.
Along the way, the new students crossed narrow paths, passed by the lake in front of the school, and finally arrived at the entrance of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Deputy Headmistress Professor McGonagall appeared there and briefly introduced the four houses and the Sorting Ceremony to the new students.
"Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall said, "The Opening Feast is about to begin. But before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you must first determine which house you will be sorted into. The Sorting Ceremony is an important event because during your time at school, your house will be like your family at Hogwarts. You will attend classes together, live in the house dormitories together, and spend your free time in the house common rooms together."
"The four houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own proud history and has produced outstanding wizards. Your exemplary performance at Hogwarts will earn points for your house, while any rule-breaking will result in points being deducted. At the end of the year, the house with the most points will be awarded the House Cup, a great honor. I hope that no matter which house you are sorted into, you will bring glory to your house!"
"Now, over there, the Sorting Ceremony will take place in front of the entire school. I suggest you tidy yourselves up a bit and look presentable."
After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, she led them in a line through the enormous doors and into the Great Hall.
Students from the other years were already seated around the four long tables.
Thousands of candles floated in the air, illuminating the entire dining hall. The tables were already filled with delicious food and tall goblets.
Upon hearing a classmate's exclamation, the new students looked up and saw the velvet-like black ceiling, twinkling with starlights.
Hermione whispered, "Magic has been used here. It looks just like the sky outside. I read about it in 'Hogwarts: A History.'"
It was hard to believe there was a ceiling up there, and it was hard to believe the Great Hall wasn't open to the sky.
At the end of the four tables was the high table, where an old man with a long white beard sat in the central position. Chris glanced at him and speculated that he must be Albus Dumbledore.
Dumbledore sensed Chris's gaze and nodded at him, to which Chris politely nodded back.
Although he didn't hold a high opinion of him, he could still maintain a facade for the sake of appearances.
As the first-year newcomers approached the podium, they noticed a chair and a shabby, unattractive pointed wizard hat already placed there.
Having just learned about the Sorting Ceremony, the new students immediately started discussing among themselves.
There was no doubt that this hat was the Sorting Hat Professor McGonagall had mentioned, the one that would determine which house was the most suitable for each student.
"Do you guys know which house you'll be sorted into? I've been asking around, and I hope to be sorted into Gryffindor. They say it's the best house, and I heard Dumbledore himself graduated from there. But Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad either..." Hermione rattled off.
"No matter which house I end up in, I don't want to be in the same one as her." Ron turned to Harry and Chris, saying.
As a young boy, he didn't appreciate the beauty of girls and instead found Hermione, who was somewhat arrogant and strong-willed, rather off-putting.
He continued, "But I do want to go to Gryffindor because both of my brothers are there. My parents also attended that house! I don't know what they would say if I didn't go there. Going to Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad either, but please, don't sort me into Slytherin!"
True to his expectations, Professor McGonagall stepped forward with a piece of parchment listing the students' names.
"Whoever I call out, please come forward, put on the hat, sit on the chair, and listen as the Sorting Hat selects your house."
"The first one is Hannah Abbott."
A slightly shy girl with a round face stepped forward, her face blushing like a ripe apple, with two braids hanging down her shoulders.
She trembled as she put on the Sorting Hat and sat down, waiting for her assignment. Soon enough, the ugly face on the hat spoke, "Hufflepuff!"
The students at the Hufflepuff table applauded and welcomed her. Hannah Abbott excitedly ran to the table, integrating herself into the collective of older students.
Following that, just like in the original story, the new students were assigned to their respective houses one by one.
Harry Potter, Ron, and Hermione, the trio, were sorted into Gryffindor as expected.
With everyone sorted except Chris, all eyes from the four houses were now on him, curious about which house this noble foreign student would be assigned to.
Even Gryffindor, despite its strong opposition to blood purity ideology, held anticipation for the powerful and mysterious America wizard.
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CH4. Study Partners
"Silence, please."
Dumbledore stood up and used his loud voice to put an end to the students' discussions.
"First of all, I believe I don't need to introduce this exchange student from America to all of you. According to rumors, you know more about him than I do," Dumbledore shrugged, making a small joke.
"But I'm sure you're wondering which house he will be sorted into. I have to say that none of you have guessed correctly because he will not join any of the houses."
Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, the astonished students began whispering and discussing again, prompting him to emphasize the need for quiet once more.
"We are honored to have Chris Rogers, a student with noble Great America heritage, join our school. As an exchange student who has never lived abroad, in order to ensure he has a pleasant study experience at Hogwarts and feels the warmth of home, we have decided not to place him in any of the four main houses for now. Instead, he will have the freedom to allocate his study time. When he has gained a deeper understanding of Hogwarts and expresses a desire to join a specific house, we will then proceed with the Sorting Ceremony."
"Meanwhile, Hogwarts will select students of similar age to serve as study partners to the America exchange students, helping them familiarize and adapt to life at Hogwarts. Based on their performance in the companion activities and Chris Rogers' evaluation, they will earn respective house points. To ensure fairness, each of the four houses will select one student to be a study partner."
Where there is competition, sparks are bound to fly, especially between the blood purity-focused Slytherin and the passionate and impulsive Gryffindor!
The students from both sides exchanged glances, eager to participate.
Professor Millerova McGonagall, the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts and the Head of Gryffindor house, took a step forward and gently asked Hermione, "Miss Granger, would you be willing to represent Gryffindor and be Roger's study partner?"
Even though she had just joined Gryffindor and was still getting used to being part of the larger group, Hermione could already feel the sense of community and belonging.
When she heard Professor McGonagall's words, she enthusiastically nodded her head and waved her hands, showing that she was willing and able to fulfill the role.
Next to Professor McGonagall, a man in black robes with black hair walked out. His face was furrowed, and he looked at everyone as if they owed him money.
"Slytherin, Pansy Parkinson," said Professor Severus Snape, the Head of Slytherin house, coldly, before returning to his seat.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black-haired girl with short, tousled hair stood up excitedly from the Gryffindor table.
She waved her fist in a show of defiance towards Hermione on the Gryffindor side, while the students of Slytherin cheered and applauded, with Draco Malfoy being particularly enthusiastic.
He was a pure-blood wizard from the noble Malfoy family and had received a traditional education, valuing bloodlines and powerful magic, looking down upon half-blood wizards and Muggles.
After the selections from Gryffindor and Slytherin were announced, Professor Philius Flitwick, the Head of Ravenclaw, stood up. "Cho, I believe you will be able to help him better."
Cho Chang nodded and stood up with a smile, bowing to the applause of her fellow students.
The last house was Hufflepuff, and Professor Pomona Sprout selected Hannah Abbott, who had participated in the sorting ceremony first.
"Professor... Can I really do it?" Hannah's voice trembled with nervousness or excitement, showing a hint of trembling.
Professor Sprout walked over and patted her shoulder. "Don't worry, Miss Abbott. I believe you will bring glory to Hufflepuff."
With the selection of representatives from the four houses, Professor Dumbledore, satisfied, waved his large hand and a medium-sized round table rose up between the four long tables and the head table. It was filled with tableware, and five chairs were placed around it.
"I suggest you all perform well and fulfill your duties as study partners. Mr. Rogers will also have a hundred house points in his hands to distribute freely among the study partners who satisfy him."
"Now, please take your seats, Mr. Rogers... and the lucky ladies."
After thanking Dumbledore with a smile and nod, Chris casually pulled out a chair and sat down, and the girls followed suit, walking to the table.
Due to her proximity, Cho Chang naturally sat in the chair on Chris's left, and upon seeing this, Pansy from Slytherin swiftly stepped forward, sitting to Chris's right before Hermione and Hannah could react.
"Sorry, Miss Parkinson, please forgive my impoliteness. However, I would like to have Miss Granger sit next to me. I hope my small request can be fulfilled," Chris said.
Although Pansy was also a cute and charming girl (referring to the appearance in the first to third movies, disregarding the original book and subsequent casting changes~), Chris had been deeply attracted to Hermione since they met on the train. So, he could only apologize to Pansy for the time being.
Pansy's face was filled with surprise, anger, and helplessness.
As a Slytherin, she admired powerful bloodlines and abilities. Chris' behavior made her feel deeply humiliated.
However, she dared not say much and could only force herself to put on a smiling face. "Of course, it was my mistake."
Hermione didn't understand what was going on or why Chris spoke up for her, but she didn't mind suppressing the arrogant Pansy. She was pleased to see her being overshadowed unexpectedly.
"Thank you, Mr. Rogers, and... Miss Parkinson." Hermione said, wearing a sweet smile on her face.
Pansy, feeling furious, made a loud noise when she pulled out the chair on the opposite side, causing the entire hall to hear it.
Pansy suddenly felt a chill down her back and turned to look, meeting the cold and gloomy gaze of Professor Snape. It was evident that he was warning her to be mindful of her behavior and the situation.
Remembering the numerous tales she had heard about this professor's personality even before entering school, her body couldn't help but shiver, and she dared not display her petty attitude any longer.
After everyone took their seats, the formal dinner began.
The empty plates were mysteriously filled with an array of food: roast beef, roasted chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, roasted potatoes, potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea shoots, carrots, gravy, tomato sauce, and various other dishes. It was undoubtedly a plentiful feast!
Once everyone had eaten to their heart's content, the leftover food vanished from the plates as if by magic. The plates became pristine once again.
After a while, the pudding arrived. There was a wide variety of ice cream flavors, apple pies, syrupy fruit tarts, chocolate sponge cakes, fried jam doughnuts, sherry-soaked trifle, strawberries, jellies, rice pudding, and more.
Finally, when the pudding disappeared as well, Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The Great Hall fell silent.
"Now that everyone has eaten their fill and quenched their thirst, I would like to say a few more words. First and foremost, I want to remind our first-year students that the Forbidden Forest and the right corridor on the fourth floor are off-limits to all students. Some of our older students should also keep this in mind."
Dumbledore glanced briefly towards the Weasley twins, who were frequent violators of school rules.
"Furthermore, Mr. Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to remind you all not to use magic in the corridors during breaks."
"The Quidditch trials for the house teams will take place during the second week of this term. Those who are interested in joining their house teams should contact Madam Hooch."
"Lastly, and most importantly, I hope that everyone will treat our exchange student with kindness and friendliness, showing them the utmost care and making them feel truly welcomed in our Hogwarts family!"
"At the same time, any unfriendly behavior towards our America exchange students is strictly prohibited. This is a political task that concerns the survival of our institution. I know you wouldn't do anything foolish, but it's worth reminding you nonetheless."
After finishing these words, both the teachers and students applauded. Dumbledore waved his hand and said, "Now it's time for bed. Everyone, return to your dormitories."
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