No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

Chapter 839 Bai Shuo
Ou Mengmeng looked around and thought this was really great. Everyone had obviously found their own position in their own comfortable environment.

Neville sat next to Hannah Abbott this time. Obviously, in the book, he would be sorted into Hufflepuff, but Neville was afraid of his grandmother and thought that everyone in his family was in Gryffindor, so he asked to go to Gryffindor.

Now, Neville is different except for his cute chubby face, which is the same as in the book. He can socialize with his classmates, his memory is not that bad, and he has the courage to refuse his uncle's gift of a toad as a pet. He chose a ferret for himself, and now he and his future wife are enthusiastically discussing the rules of raising ferrets, because Hannah's pet is also a ferret. Therefore, Ou Mengmeng thinks that fate should be cultivated from childhood.

The Weasleys were not disappointed that Harry Potter did not get into Gryffindor, because this time, Ron did not become Harry Potter's friend, so no matter where Harry went, he certainly did not feel like he had lost a friend. At most, they felt a little regretful because the savior was not in Gryffindor.

The twins saw that Harry and Draco had a good relationship, so they thought it was normal for the two to be together. So when Harry was sent to Slyklin, they applauded her to express their congratulations.

The process of the original work is still very powerful. For example, after everyone has completed their assignments, Old Deng finally returns to normal, stands up, and knocks on the goblet.

"Welcome!" Dumbledore was wearing a dark blue wizard robe with a star and moon pattern, which was quite gorgeous under the light, and he looked more solemn. He raised his hands, "Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start a new school year! Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words. That is: Idiot! Crybaby! Scum! Twist! Thank you all!"

He sat down again. Everyone applauded and cheered.

Ou Mengmeng took a deep breath. Who could tell him what the old man meant by these words? But forget it. She wouldn't say anything like crazy, asking if he was sick or not, because she was in someone else's nest. If she said that Lao Deng had problems, she would be courting death. I guess a bunch of diehard fans would jump out and duel with her.

At this time, the table was suddenly full of food. In fact, she knew that it was the house-elves who brought it up invisibly. First, it had a magical effect. Second, it was actually a form of discrimination. I don't allow you to show up. Everything is attributed to Merlin, which completely negates the work of the house-elves. So she never said a word against Hermione's behavior of liberating the house-elves. Her idea was right, but her method was wrong.

Because the people here, including Dumbledore who shouted for equality, didn't have this awareness. Think about it, how did Harry subdue the Black elf later? It was Dumbledore who taught him. He used the master's authority to scold him! In fact, Dumbledore believed that wizards were supreme. From the declaration of protecting Muggles, it was also arrogance in his bones.

Of course, now is not the time to talk about the elves, she was anxious to get food on the table. At this time, the plates on the four large dining tables were full of food.

Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steak, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, chips, Yorkshire puddings, pea shoots, carrots, gravy, ketchup, and, for some odd reason, mint candies.

Ou Mengmeng knows that for some reason, livestock farming overseas does not undergo necessary treatment (castration) when they are born, so the meat always has a fishy smell. This is inherent in their constitution, and in the British desert of gourmet food, what kind of acquired treatment can we expect them to have?
This is why Ou Mengmeng would do all kinds of post-natal remedies at home, such as hammering and marinating the meat, and slow roasting at low temperature for a long time, so when the steak is served on the table, it is a qualitative change. Because she doesn't have any cooking skills, she can only use time to deal with it. But now, what should she do?
Draco took a little bit like Harry, really just a little bit, and tried it carefully. After all, they were also under the influence of Foster's kitchen during this period of time. When they ate out, they would think about it, which was really miserable.

Finally, their main course was fried chicken, and then they squeezed ketchup on the fried chicken. Their eating style was considered very elegant even in Slyklin. You know, the Dursleys didn't let Harry go hungry, but they didn't really let him eat to his heart's content either. Dudley always took away what Harry wanted to eat, so they had the strictest requirements for Harry's restaurant etiquette, and they would dislike you if you didn't do it. After a month of normal family life at Ou Mengmeng's house, he no longer knew nothing about the wizarding world. Now sitting at the Slyklin table, he was nothing special, but he didn't know that his unspecialness was the most special. A savior who came back from the Muggle world, he had an aristocratic aura, which made everyone feel at ease. This was the same kind, and since they were the same kind, there was nothing to worry about.

Everyone in the teacher's seat frowned. Including the unlucky Professor Quirrell. He didn't expect Harry Potter to go to Slytherin. Although this had nothing to do with him, if he was an impulsive little lion, it would not be difficult to lure him to find the Philosopher's Stone. But now he was a calm little snake, and all the preparations had to be made again.

Ou Mengmeng glanced at it and studied the food in front of her. After struggling for a long time, she and Hermione shared a thick fried pork chop squeezed with lemon juice and half a boiled potato with gravy. After satisfying her hunger, she started to eat the pudding suggested by Fred. As old Foster said, the pudding here is better than that in London. As for drinks, she drank water. Although pumpkin juice should be good for health, forget it, water is healthier.

Finally, when everyone had finished eating, Dumbledore stood up again, and silence returned to the hall.

"Well, now that everyone has had enough to eat and drink, I want to say a few words to everyone. At the beginning of the term, I want to give you a few tips.

"First-year students, please note that the forested area on the school grounds is off-limits to any student. Some of our older classmates should also remember this."

Dumbledore's shining eyes flickered towards the Weasley twins.

"Furthermore, the administrator, Mr. Filch, also asked me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the corridors between classes.

"Quidditch player auditions will be held in the second week of this term. Students interested in joining the house team should contact Ms. Hooch.

"Finally, I must tell everyone that anyone who does not want to suffer an accident and die in pain should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

Ou Mengmeng nodded, not missing a single important word. She glanced at Harry, who was talking to a black-haired girl. He was very polite and leaned forward slightly, showing that he was listening seriously to the other person's words. His expression was also focused, which made the girl very happy. Ou Mengmeng looked up at the sky. Very good, old Deng Bai said the last sentence.

The flowers in my house that were placed outside are all dying, but the ones inside are still alive. I was a little worried that they were taking up other people’s space, so I moved the living ones inside.