Settle at Hogwarts

Perhaps because he was surrounded by his family, Tabor felt that the impact of black magic on him was not as great as imagined.

After Axel learned that Tubo was practicing black magic, he suggested that he not only use Occlumency to block his emotions, but also cast the Patronus Charm to use happiness to dispel the haze attached to his body.So Tabor's patron saint became Viola's favorite toy.

When Tubo returned to Hogwarts and sat at the long table in the auditorium, he unsurprisingly received countless looks that were either curious or probing.

"Hey, Tabor, you just ran to Beauxbatons without telling me in advance." The taller Zane sat next to Tabor and complained.

Caractacus also nodded in agreement, and then suddenly asked: "Are all the girls in Beauxbatons beautiful?"

Tabor nodded and commented objectively: "The girls there do pay more attention to appearance, and their school uniforms highlight their figures, but there are also many beauties in Hogwarts."

Zane and Caractacus looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

They shouldn't guess how many girls Tub could bring back from Beauxbatons.

"Tabor, you were not in school last year. Do you still have to take so many elective courses?"

Tabor nodded indifferently: "Except for arithmetic and divination, I have learned more or less a little bit of other subjects. It should be no problem to keep up."

At this time, Abraxas, who had become the prefect of boys in Slytherin, sat opposite Tubo.

"Tub, how are you in Beauxbatons?"

"Very good. The French food and the sunny weather left a deep impression on me." Tabor did not hesitate to praise him.

"Yeah, the weather has been really bad recently." Abraxas complained softly.

"Speaking of which, I don't know how many freshmen will be assigned to Slytherin this year." Caractacus glanced at the freshmen who just walked in from the door.

Tabor spotted Tom Riddle in the crowd at a glance. He seemed to get along well with other students.

"It is estimated that there will be more than the previous two years. Tabor, is there anything special about the boy you are looking at?" Abraxas asked curiously. He also noticed the handsome but thin young man in the crowd.

"Nothing, except that he might be sorted into Slytherin." Tabor said casually.

"Which family is he from?" Zane was a little confused. He felt that he had never seen Tom at a social dance.

"Not sure. He lived in the Muggle world before, but what is certain is that he is at least half-blood." Tubo considered his words, trying not to let the Slytherin snakes be prejudiced against Tom because of his words. .

Hearing that he might just be a mixed race, the three of them stopped paying attention to him.

"Speaking of which, next year among the three of us, we will also elect a prefect." After Zane finished speaking, he looked at Tabor next to him.

"Oh." Tabor nodded casually. He had no idea about the position of prefect.

Zane and Caractacus both looked at Tub.

"What happen to you guys?"

Zane shrugged helplessly: "Look, I said that Tubo will definitely not care about this. It's a pity that no matter how I look at it, the possibility of being elected is not as high as Tubo."

Tabor blinked, suddenly thinking that prefects need to assist the dean and principal in managing the students of the college.

At the same time, as the assistant to the student union president, he is responsible for maintaining school rules and order.This also includes supervising the decorations at Christmas time, paying attention to the status of the corridors at ordinary times, receiving instructions from the President of the Student Union on the Hogwarts Express, and then patrolling the corridors every once in a while, and when getting off the train. Order must also be maintained.After the banquet of the new semester, I will be responsible for guiding the new students.

Tabor thought it would take a lot of time.

For those who want to work in the Ministry of Magic, the power of prefects can easily attract a group of classmates to serve as future connections.But for Tabor, a person who wants to pursue magical power, it seems that the gains outweigh the losses.

"Well, I really don't care. And to be honest, I think prefects need to spend a lot of time managing classmates." Tabor said absently.

At this time, Dumbledore had already called Tom's name, and he also sat on the high stool.

"Slytherin!"

Tabor took a deep breath and glanced at Tom who was sitting at the end of the long table with some confusion.

This result can be said to be expected, but he still feels a little disappointed that he failed to change the plot.

"It's rare for 11 students to enter Slytherin this year, which is unexpected." Abraxas said with some emotion.

Tom sat among the newly minted Slytherin first-year students and was not too conspicuous, but after the freshmen around him heard his last name, no one took the initiative to talk to him.

"Dear Prefect Malfoy, aren't you going to explain it to the new students this year?"

Abraxas saw that this year's Slytherins were the only two mixed-race girls who didn't have seniors around them, but he didn't care: "When I talked to you a few years ago, the two mixed-race girls in your class seemed to be the same. No one paid attention."

Tabor was a little hesitant about whether he should say something to Tom. Slytherin's rejection should not remind him of any bad memories and turn him into a black man.

"Tub, you suddenly care about the new students." Zane keenly sensed Tab's abnormality, but he really didn't find anything special about the malnourished mixed-race.

"After all, we have met before, and we were sorted into Slytherin. There are some things that should be explained clearly to avoid deducting points from Slytherin."

Tabor whispered to Abraxas, then walked over to Tom and sat down.

"Tom, are you okay? Although I'm a little surprised that you entered Slytherin, as a senior I still want to say: welcome."

Tom tilted his head and stared at Tabor with his dark eyes, seeming to observe the sincerity in his words.

"I'm fine." Tom's voice was a little low, and it was obvious that he was not very happy after noticing his classmates' attitude towards him.

"Okay, did that Sorting Hat talk to you? When I was sorted, it was nagging on my head for a long time!" Tabor said in a relaxed tone, while thinking about whether he should go to the hospital. Go to Gua's library and borrow some books specializing in child psychology.

"It didn't say anything and just sorted me into Slytherin."