Orochimaru travels to Hogwarts

Chapter 35 Purebloods on the Left, Inhumans on the Right

The trembling began in Draco Malfoy's pupils. His pupils dilated instantly with fear, followed by a near-vertigo tremor.

Then came his face.

Draco Malfoy's handsome face began to twitch uncontrollably, his eyes drooping as if he were about to cry at any moment.

Before he could even answer Orochimaru's question, his buttocks were already trembling as he left the bench.

only……

Orochimaru's right hand was still on Draco Malfoy's shoulder, which prevented Malfoy from straightening his upper body.

So the whole of Slytherin witnessed this scene.

Orochimaru calmly said something to Malfoy, and Malfoy, as if about to cry, half-bowed and moved away with small, shuffling steps.

"Thank you, you're such a polite child."

Orochimaru said with satisfaction, as if the person who had just bullied Malfoy with murderous intent had never existed, and sat calmly and peacefully at the top of the first-year students.

His nonchalant approach surprised all the Slytherins.

Although not of pure-blooded origin, he does indeed possess some of the demeanor of a Slytherin.

As for the Sorting Hat's previous nonsense, they had long since forgotten about it.

How could Salazar Slytherin, the founder of Hogwarts, a wizard who prided himself on being a pure-blood, possibly call upon a non-pure-blood wizard?

This is nothing but a fool's trick by that dirty old man!

Poor Malfoy, resentful that he had been frightened by Orochimaru, immediately gave up his seat.

He is utterly unworthy of being a pure-blood wizard, unworthy of being a Slytherin.

He was determined to get justice for his father and make him punish Slack!

While Draco Malfoy was weaving the contents of the letter in his mind, Orochimaru was observing the students of Slytherin House.

There are about two hundred students in the seven years of Slytherin, and each of them wears the house's insignia on the collar of their wizarding robes.

The design is outlined in silver armor, with a silver snake in the center, its forked tongue flicking out.

Some people wear the badge on their right collar, while others wear it on their left collar.

Orochimaru read through everything, but he was so curious that he didn't even pay attention to Dumbledore's welcoming speech.

Although he didn't really care about it anyway.

After Dumbledore finished his rambling and led everyone in singing the school song, the elderly wizard opened his arms and spoke to the students of the four houses, saying what had kept them waiting.

"Eat!"

At Dumbledore's command, countless dishes appeared out of thin air, floating on the plates of the long table.

There were mouthwatering grilled meats, as well as side dishes like roasted potatoes, and a wide variety of desserts, including several that Orochimaru had never seen before.

He savored each bite, his expression relaxed and at ease, as if he hadn't been the one who had nearly scared Malfoy to death.

As for the rest of the Slytherins, they were quietly eating, following table manners, a stark contrast to the Gryffindors at the next table.

Orochimaru glanced over and saw that Gryffindor, where Harry was, was practically waging war during dinner.

There are always people grabbing at each dish at the same time, and then they start fighting over it at the table.

Even Hermione, who is a woman, began to eat heartily without regard for her image.

"Mudbloods are just uncultured, aren't they?" Malfoy said, holding a glass of pumpkin juice, making a veiled insult.

I have to say...

This pure-blooded wizard, who appears outwardly impressive but inwardly rotten, still has his merits.

He always recovered quickly from setbacks and then acted as if nothing had happened, commenting on everyone.

Orochimaru really liked that.

"You've recovered so quickly, you'll definitely be a good test subject," Orochimaru said frankly to Malfoy.

Malfoy paused, feigning composure as he turned his head, but instinctively avoided Orochimaru's snake-like eyes, and asked in a muffled voice:

"What experiment?"

"Of course, it's human experimentation."

Orochimaru said matter-of-factly, while giving Malfoy a sinister smile at the opportune moment.

Seeing that smile, Malfoy now just wants his dad to take him home!

Sitting next to Orochimaru felt like an eternity, and he couldn't even enjoy the usually acclaimed Hogwarts dinner.

I don't know how much time passed, but this damned, torturous dinner finally came to an end!

When Malfoy heard Professor Snape announce that the Slytherin students should go with him, he jumped up and ran over in a hurry.

Orochimaru, however, had a lot of leisure time. He noticed that the professors who led the students away were all deans of various colleges.

For example, the headmaster who led the group of Ravenclaws away was a professor with a dwarf-like build, which made him particularly wary.

In this magical world rife with discrimination, someone of such stature becoming the Headmaster of Ravenclaw must possess extraordinary abilities.

As for Gryffindor, where Harry is, their house head is Professor McGonagall, a bespectacled woman with a somewhat cat-like demeanor.

She might just be the next headmaster of Hogwarts, Orochimaru thought subconsciously, drawing on his own political experience.

As for the headmaster of Hufflepuff, he was rather unremarkable, much like her academy. During the banquet, Orochimaru learned that the headmaster was a professor of herbalism.

perhaps……

It's that kind of inconspicuous category like medical ninja, right?

Orochimaru thought to himself, but finally turned his gaze to Professor Snape, who had drifted to the long table like a dark cloud.

Professor Snape seemed to have dressed up a bit more since their first meeting on Privet Drive. Although his hair was still greasy, it was clear that he had washed it once.

As for his eyes, especially the way the professor looked at Harry, the disgust he revealed was so undisguised that even Malfoy's henchmen could see it.

It's really...

It looks a bit fake.

Orochimaru shook his head slightly, just about to take another look at the professor whose head was wrapped in burlap, when he suddenly heard Yena Yaxley's voice in his ear.

No, it wasn't that it came from him, but rather that he first smelled the scent of gooseberries and cloves on Yena.

After such a long dinner, the aroma always brings joy.

Orochimaru politely turned around, looked at Yena Yaxley standing in front of him, who seemed hesitant to speak, and tried to smile kindly.

Yena Yaxley pondered for a long time before whispering to Orochimaru:

"left."

left?

Orochimaru was pondering Yena Yaxley's words, but before he could ask her any further questions, Yena Yaxley turned and walked away without looking back, catching up with the older Slytherin group.

Suppressing his doubts, Orochimaru quickened his pace and joined the Slytherin crowd.

They first crossed the courtyard and then entered a tower near the lake. Instead of going up, they descended the spiral staircase and finally arrived at a dimly lit place that resembled a dungeon.

Being inside, you can feel the damp chill and a faint musty smell.

Orochimaru himself liked this environment very much because it always reminded him of the underground laboratory in Konoha.

While Orochimaru was assessing the environment, the group, led by Professor Snape, had arrived at a stone wall.

Professor Snape and the upperclassmen all turned around and scrutinized the students who had just joined Slytherin House.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

"Although we are Slytherin, we must never discriminate against wizards who are not born into pure-blood families. Hogwarts is a united and loving family."

Snape spouted nonsense that even the Slytherin ghost, Bloodman Barrow, wouldn't believe, and waved his wand.

Suddenly, dozens of Slytherin badges appeared out of thin air and landed in the palms of each student.

Orochimaru lowered his head and quietly looked at the badge in his palm, but the scene he had seen in the auditorium earlier flashed through his mind.

Every Slytherin student wears this badge.

"Alright, freshmen." The prefect stepped forward and instructed in a gentle voice, "Put on your badges. Freshmen, put them on the right side so it's easy to tell your year."

Snape nodded noncommittally.

Orochimaru noticed that after the class leader gave the order, several freshmen successively pinned their badges on their right sides.

For the new students who have just entered Hogwarts, they should naturally obey the instructions of the prefects and the advice of the head of the house.

With a slight turn of his vertical snake eyes, Orochimaru spotted a group of freshmen hiding in a corner, none of whom were wearing badges.

Led by Malfoy, they were trying hard to suppress their smiles as they admired the freshmen who had pinned their badges on their right sides.

So that's how it is...

Orochimaru quickly understood the reason, and a leisurely smile appeared on his face.

Sure enough, the prefect split the people into two groups the next second.

The freshmen who wore their badges on the right side of their collars stood on the right, while opposite them was another group of people who wore their badges on the left.

The two groups of people were clearly separated, staring at each other.

But only one person didn't move.

Orochimaru stood between the two groups, his fingers playfully pinching the badge that symbolized Slytherin.

"Slack, why aren't you wearing your badge?" the prefect couldn't help but ask.

"Because I was thinking," Orochimaru stroked the small silver snake on the badge, "that the division of pure-blooded wizards on the left and heteromorphs on the right seems a bit too simplistic, doesn't it?"