Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

Chapter 112 First-year freshmen [seeking monthly tickets for flowers]

"Lilith, do you have no money?"

Hermione looked at Lilith carefully, opened her mouth, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"No, I'm very poor."

Lilith is not secretive about her financial situation. Carefully admitting his poverty, he pointed his finger at Hermione and talked about his expenses.

"Look, there are four boys and two girls in our orphanage. They are all under the age of eight. No shop dares to employ child labor."

"And where I can work, I only make eight pounds a week."

"I can't rob all the rich people in Damn it. After all, most of the people in the surrounding rich areas are very kind, and they even come over to give us bread.""

"So, I can only save money and let the little guys eat more."

Hearing Lilith talk about her situation, Hermione felt her heart suddenly twitched.

Mr. Granger is a dentist and is a decent middle class for the whole city.

What Lilith said was far from him. It is only occasionally that we can learn only a few words from the news.

But this friend, who had only met a few times, appeared in front of him like this, and taught Hermione a crucial lesson with his own personal experience and optimistic attitude.

"Hello, hello! Hermione? Are you all right?"

Seeing Hermione's dazed expression, Lilith leaned over and dangled her hands in front of her eyes.

"You haven't answered me yet, what was Amber's face when he saw me running away that day?"

"I...I don't know.""

Hermione pursed her lips, and for the first time this emotion called distress filled his entire heart.

Looking at the innocent girl in front of her, she looked at the dry bread that she placed close to her like a treasure.

Hermione didn't know what to say or who to blame.

"An La An La, I know, he will be mad with anger"`"

Lilith sat cross-legged on the train bench, her beautiful feet were dishonestly upturned, showing the youthful and lively young girl.

Her right index finger pointed to her chin, and her body swayed, as if imagining Amber's rage before, she couldn't help giggling.

"Honestly, Lilith. I think you need to talk to Amber."

After a moment of silence, I saw Lilith reading the Transfiguration textbook ecstatically.

Hermione opened her mouth and finally couldn't help but speak her mind.

"No, Hermione, I told you.

Hearing Hermione talking about this, the smile that was always on Lilith's face faded involuntarily.

She raised her head, her eyes passed through the partition, and she passed through the layers of obstacles, as if she and Amber were looking at each other in the air.

"No, Hermione. 55

Lilith repeated it, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her smile revealed incomparable determination and nostalgia.

"Brother and I, only one can live.""

Lilith closed her eyes. His lips parted lightly, and he whispered in a small voice:

"From the moment I was born, I was doomed to be killed by him, or I should have eaten him."

After saying these words as if she was talking to herself, under Hermione's wide eyes, Lilith instantly regained her former liveliness.

"Oh, here we are, is this Hogwarts?"

"Go back and change your robes, Hermione, remember, we agreed not to talk to my brother about me.

After blinking playfully. Lilith couldn't help but push Hermione out of the carriage.

After returning to their own car in despair, Amber and the others had already changed into Hogwarts robes.

"Just waiting for you, Hermione, where have you been going? 27

Seeing the indifference and doubt on Amber's face, Hermione couldn't help but get angry, stepped on Amber's instep, and muttered in a low voice:

"Bad man!"

Immediately, amid Amber's screams of pain, the compartment door slammed shut, leaving only three people standing in the aisle, looking at each other.

"I didn't mess with her, did I?"

Harry Ronald shook his head.

After getting off the bus, the four of them got into the carriage pulled by Ye Qi, which was different from the previous first-year situation.

Although Ye Qi's unique visibility surprised everyone else.

But because Hermione glared at the three of them from time to time, they all kept a rare silence along the way.

Finally, after entering the auditorium and returning to the academy's array, when Edmund and Drake sat down beside him, Amber regained his familiar state.

"Really, it's so torturous."

Shaking his head fiercely, throwing all the complicated things from his mind, Amber watched the annual regular program leisurely a moment later.

The admission of freshmen is a major event for each college. The number and quality of freshmen assigned to their own colleges will directly lead to the results of the College Cup.

So Amber, who has become the core figure of Slytherin, is having a heated discussion with Edmund.

""|| Honestly, Amber, only among the freshmen this year. There are a couple of guys with great potential, and we're all set to win the Academy Cup. "

Edmund waved his hand and seemed very confident about this year's freshman.

"I have already inquired, and among the several freshmen that Professor McGonagall has picked up this year, many of them have extraordinary potentials, and they are not even better than you did last year.

"Really, Edmund, don't expect too much from that hat.

Seeing that Edmund still wanted to put all his hopes on the Sorting Hat, Amber couldn't help sighing.

Hogwarts has been established for thousands of years, and the suppression of Slytherin is almost carved into the bones.

However, the Slytherin students who are the parties, not only do not want to resolve this suppression, but are arrogant and paranoid, admitting (Wang Liaohao) that this is a kind of jealousy towards them.

Thus. The various colleges that Amber is committed to abandon their previous hatred and agree to the outside world, which will undoubtedly become a mirror image.

"Hey, Amber, I know what you mean. But you gotta make us give it a try."

Seeing Amber's face, Edmund patted him on the shoulder playfully.

"If we can win the Academy Cup again, then if the four academies really unite, we will be more confident, right?"

Saying this, watching the first-year freshmen file in, Edmund instantly became excited, pointed to a place, slapped Amber vigorously, and said:

"Look at Amber, that's what I'm telling you about the potential freshman, yes! The one with the silver hair.

Hearing this familiar hair color, Amber subconsciously felt bad.

When he raised his head and fixed his eyes, as expected, that familiar face appeared in front of him.