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[Congratulations to the host. You have successfully made the Weasley twins and Hufflepuff model student Cedric see the evil in people's hearts.]
[As the host shows his 'talent' for the first time at Hogwarts, the points earned are doubled, and the points are +200.]
Demons were dancing wildly in the auditorium, and Dumbledore used magic to conjure up lyrics without a music score, allowing the students to express themselves freely. On the surface, Wayne was lip-syncing, but in his heart, his thoughts were spinning.
I just tricked the Weasley twins and Cedric and got two hundred points. Even without the first recharge, if it's doubled the first time, it still would have been 100 points. It seems that after the system upgrade, earning points is much easier now. Back then, I had to beat up all the students in the class to get just a little over a hundred points.
OK, Hogwarts is indeed his lucky place. If you trick the twins once, you get 100 points. If you trick the twins once every three days, you could earn a lot by the end of the year. Wayne licked his lips and had to admit, it was very tempting.
Fred and George, who were still singing the school song to the tune of "Funeral March," couldn't help but shudder, feeling as if they were being stared at by something terrible.
The singing of the school song ended hastily, and Dumbledore was so moved that he wiped his wet eyes.
"This is the charm of music. Okay, it's bedtime now. Let's go back to the dormitory."
It was already past eight o'clock when the sorting ceremony ended, and after another hour of eating, Dumbledore asked everyone to go to sleep. The others ran off in a swarm, while the prefects organized the freshmen to stand up and led them back to the lounge.
Cedric mingled with the freshman team.
"Wayne, how are you going to make it up to me?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about. Sleep well tonight. I have to go to jail tomorrow. It's physical work."
Cedric laughed angrily, "Stop pretending. It must be you who filed a complaint with Professor McGonagall."
"This is my first time in solitary confinement."
"Um, what can I say? Thank you for giving Fred and George your first time?"
Wayne shrugged helplessly. "I didn't complain. Professor McGonagall found out herself. If you don't believe me, ask Hannah or Susan."
The two girls, not far away and eavesdropping on their conversation, nodded subconsciously when pointed out. Cedric realized something was wrong and asked the two girls for details. After hearing their explanation, his face turned pale.
"It's over. Professor McGonagall must be very angry with me. I still want to join her Transfiguration Club."
"Don't worry," Wayne comforted him. "With George and Fred, you can at most be considered an accomplice. Professor McGonagall will forget about it in a few days."
Cedric stopped talking and decided never to mess with Wayne again. This kid looks harmless, but he is full of bad ideas.
Hufflepuff's common room is located in the basement of the school. The entrance is among the large barrels on the right side of the kitchen corridor. Just follow the rhythm of Helga Hufflepuff and tap the second barrel in the middle of the second row. The barrel lid will rotate to reveal the passage.
Unlike Gryffindor, Slytherin's passwords are changeable, and Ravenclaw students have to solve questions every time they come in and out. Hufflepuff's style is simple and practical. This 'password' has been in use since the founding of Hogwarts and has never been changed.
Despite the simple password, no outsider has ever entered the Hufflepuff Lounge. It is also the only house with 'face recognition.' Even if the rhythm is correct, if the person is not a little badger, the door will not open. Instead, various flavors of vinegar will be sprayed from barrels to drive away intruders.
It is said that some little wizards deliberately make mistakes when they need money and then sell the vinegar. I don't know which unscrupulous store would buy it, as these vinegars have all kinds of flavors. It would be too bad to give them to customers.
The prefects dutifully told the young wizards this information and demonstrated it three times before finally opening the door to the lounge. The short body slipped through the passage, revealing a huge circular room inside.
The ceiling of the common room was very low, the temperature was moderate, and it was simple yet comfortable. There were hanging or placed plants everywhere, giving it the feeling of a cabin in the woods. There were also many plush sofas and chairs placed on the soft floor stalls. Wayne was very satisfied with his entertainment environment for the next seven years.
Although it is a basement, there are actually windows here, so there is no shortage of sunlight. The prefect walked to the fireplace and pointed to the portrait hanging above. It was a witch holding a gold cup and smiling cheerfully.
"This is Ms. Helga Hufflepuff. Because of her kindness, she took in many house elves and protected them from abuse and mistreatment," the prefect said. "So, Hufflepuff always gets preferential treatment in the kitchen. If you need anything, you can go to the kitchen next door. Don't be polite to them."
Speaking of this, the prefect's face was filled with pride. This is a privilege exclusive to Hufflepuff. "Your politeness may make the elves think they have not done their job well, and they will blame themselves."
After the introduction, the rest of the time is free time. As expected of Hufflepuff, many seniors enthusiastically entertained the freshmen and took out snacks from various places to share with them. Faced with some questions raised by freshmen, they answered them patiently and also shared a lot of their own experiences.
Wayne was also chatting with Cedric about the school stairs. "You must not sleep in late tomorrow. The stairs in the school keep changing. If you take the wrong step, you will most likely be late."
"It would be better if it were a course taught by the dean or Professor Flitwick," Cedric added. "But if you're late for Transfiguration or Potions..." Cedric shuddered and gave him a knowing look.
"What's the use of just talking," Wayne said helplessly. "I don't know the rules of this ghost staircase."
"Let's do this," Cedric thought for a while. "The new students will get their class schedules at breakfast tomorrow. You come out early, and I will show you around first."
Wayne gave a thumbs up. As expected of you, Cedric, a standard Hufflepuff. As enthusiastic as you are, I will ensure that you are safe and sound when the Triwizard Tournament begins.
When the conversation got exciting, several prefects took the senior students to the kitchen and brought a lot of juice and hot water. It felt so good to lie down and be fed. Wayne couldn't help but admire himself for being so good at choosing a house.
Until everyone felt sleepy, the number of people in the lounge gradually dwindled. Wayne also entered his dormitory through the round door.