Chapter 222 Differential Treatment

Listening to the song of the Sorting Hat, Qin Weijie felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Completely different from the joyous and festive tone of the past, the song of the Sorting Hat this year gave people a sense of depression that a storm was about to come, especially the last few sentences. The sadness that was beyond words made Qin Weijie fall silent.

The students on the long table below the stage were in a similar state to Qin Weijie. They all fell into silence, as if a stone was pressed on everyone's heart.

There were even several first-year students who were sobbing in the crowd.

"The students whose names I read out please come to the stage! First, the children of Hogwarts..." Professor McGonagall said and took out a long roll of parchment: "Brown Cardens"

A boy with a head full of brown curly hair stood up, and sat on the swivel chair with a little restraint but pretending to be calm.

The Sorting Hat was buckled on the boy's head, and the next second the Sorting Hat shouted loudly: "Gryffindor! Come on, little lion!"

The boy was relieved, saluted the Sorting Hat with a smile, and then walked quickly to the Gryffindor table.

The subsequent sorting ceremony was a bit boring. The sorting hat would only talk to the little wizards in the spiritual world when it was on their heads. For the onlookers, sorting was a matter of a moment and had no meaning.

After reading a long list of names, more than 20 minutes had passed. Turning back, I saw that at least four-fifths of the students were still there.

Every time a student was sorted, Qin Weijie would clap along with other senior students until his palms turned red. He could only wave his red pig's trotters at Tom bitterly, indicating that he was miserable.

Tom shrugged and secretly glanced at his palms to Qin Weijie. Qin Weijie saw that they were even redder than his own pig's trotters.

"Wow, he's so tall! Are you sure he's a freshman?"

"Hey, why does he smell weird..."

"Haha, it smells like horse manure in a stable."

"And what he wears is so weird, his robe is obviously too small."

There was a noisy discussion in the crowd, and Qin Weijie looked in the direction of the sorting.

"Rubeau Hagrid"

As Professor McGonagall read Hagrid's name, Hagrid, who was only eleven years old but nearly two meters tall, walked onto the stage tremblingly. Hagrid was very nervous. His two big hands, like a palm leaf fan, unconsciously wiped the sides of his pants. His palms were obviously sweating.

The Sorting Hat was put on Hagrid's head. The next second, Hagrid's mood calmed down a lot. Then the Sorting Hat shouted loudly: "Gryffindor!"

Sure enough, just like in the story, Hagrid still entered Gryffindor College. Looking at Hagrid's back, Qin Weijie couldn't help but turn his head to look at Tom, and then looked at a timid girl wearing thick glasses at the corner of the Ravenclaw table.

If history cannot be changed, will Tom open Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets and kill Myrtle in two years? Will he still frame Hagrid? If history cannot be changed, Tom will not be able to escape his miserable future... Then is everything I do meaningful?

Qin Weijie's mind was full of thoughts, the auditorium was still noisy, only Qin Weijie was silent, emo alone

While Qin Weijie was in a daze, he felt a burning pain in his neck. A crisp snap and the pain in his neck pulled Qin Weijie back.

"Oh, shit! Who hit me?"

Qin Weijie turned around suddenly, but there was no one?

Behind him was the long table of Slytherin. At this time, everyone was as usual, some were talking in low voices, and some were dozing off with a look of world-weariness.

"Huh? Weijie, what's wrong with you?" Tom frowned slightly and looked at Qin Weijie with concern.

Qin Weijie was puzzled. Shit, am I hallucinating? No, if it was an illusion, what's the situation with the swollen palm print on my neck! ?

"Oh, it's okay! Did someone hit me just now?"

"Hit you? Who dares to hit you? I didn't see it..." Tom said as he came forward to look at Qin Weijie's neck.

Qin Weijie didn't care about stretching his neck for Tom to see, but at the moment of stretching his neck, Qin Weijie saw from the corner of his eye that Elena's face was red and she was trying to hold back her laughter.

Qin Weijie felt something was wrong and was about to shrink his neck, but it was a pity that he was a step too late.

Snap!

With a crisp sound, another slap mark appeared on Qin Weijie's neck.

"Tom, your uncle!" Qin Weijie screamed

Tom had already returned to his seat at this time, and made faces at Qin Weijie with a smirk on his face.

Seeing Tom so naughty and optimistic, Qin Weijie felt that he had worried too much just now. The future Dark Lord was laughing like a fool. If this kind of guy can become the Dark Lord, I am the Great Demon God!

The farce between Qin Weijie and Tom just now was quite noisy, especially Qin Weijie's two sentences "Which idiot hit me" and "Tom, your uncle" were as loud as a bell, and even the principal on the stage was startled.

Principal Dippet was also helpless, 'You can't even sit still, can you be quieter! You made such a big noise, should I punish you? Or turn a blind eye? Hey... after those two shouts, can I still turn a blind eye? '

"Ravenclaw and Slytherin will each be deducted 10 points, Mr. Riddle and Mr. Qin will clean the honor room for a week starting tomorrow, and the sorting ceremony will continue."

Listening to the principal's words, the Ravenclaw students looked at Qin Weijie with bloodshot eyes. You started deducting points before school started. Can you go to other colleges quickly, you plague god!

Qin Weijie looked at his classmates in his college with sharp eyes, and felt aggrieved.

"They are all deducted points, why is the treatment so different?" Qin Weijie muttered

On the other hand, Tom behind him was deducted 10 points by the principal. Instead of blaming him, some Slytherin students flattered him.

"The president is awesome, he doesn't care about the sorting ceremony, this is free and easy..." Tom's lackey

"That's right, it's just 10 points, it will be added back tomorrow. With Tom in Slytherin, we can add about 100 points every week on average!" Ordinary Slytherin students

"Oh, I'm in love... Riddle is so handsome, unrestrained and uninhibited, so handsome..." The crazy Slytherin student, but is it really okay for a boy like you to be so obsessed with Tom?

The gap, this is the gap! One is the center of attention, and the other is hated by dogs!

Elena patted Qin Weijie on the shoulder: "Forget it, appearance is justice, Tom has an advantage over you in this respect... and, generally speaking, most people are dozens of times more tolerant of good students than troublemakers.

In comparison, Tom is recognized as a top student in the school, and you are the biggest troublemaker in Hogwarts. Some time ago, I heard that the head of Gryffindor wanted to invite you to transfer to Gryffindor."