Train to Another World.

Chapter 461 Prefect
Li Zhuoguang nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, it's the principal. Who is our principal? He is the greatest white wizard of the 20th century! Will anyone criticize him in person for his little willfulness of power?"

"But, the principal used to..."

"That's because he didn't care who won the College Cup before, but now it's different. His sweetheart is here."

The seniors looked at Li Zhuoguang with some disdain: "You're not talking about yourself, are you?"

"I'm from Slytherin too. If it were me, would I have to tell you all this?! Look at the boy who lived in Gryffindor."

"Harry Potter?"

"Yes, Dumbledore held Harry Potter in his arms when he was a baby, and also made arrangements for his future. Moreover, both the Potter family and the Dumbledore family have lived in Godric's Hollow for generations. I would not say such things casually. He needs not only knowledge but also reputation to enter Hogwarts. Helping the school win the house cup is just the most basic thing."

"How do you prove that..."

"Rubeau Hagrid, the school's gamekeeper, can testify to that. He is known to be a man of few words and can be easily questioned."

A slightly more sober prefect asked, "Why did you say these things?"

Li Zhuoguang chuckled and said, "It's fun."

Everyone around him moved away from him; this new classmate looked a little abnormal.

And in the teacher's seat.

Dumbledore checked his robes for the fourth time. He wondered if he had spilled jam on his robes and couldn't see it. If not, why did the little wizards at the Slytherin table stare at him with an expression that seemed to be hesitant to speak?

Unfortunately, no matter how many times he checked, he could not find anything unusual. So he simply cast a "clean up" spell on his robe and ignored it, enjoying the snack in front of him.

After the dinner, everyone returned to their dormitories under the leadership of the prefects. Compared with the other three colleges, Slytherin's dormitory was in a worse location. It was in the basement of the castle, and even the entire dormitory was below the level of the Black Lake.

Other houses can see the scenery outside the castle through the windows, but Slytherins can only see the scenery in the lake through the windows. If you wake up in the middle of the night, you might turn over and see the giant squid in the black lake, staring at you with its eyes bigger than the window. It is extremely unfriendly to people with deep-sea phobia.

But thanks to the magic here, at least the dormitory is still dry and warm.

The dormitories for the freshmen were randomly divided, and the luggage was placed at the head of each bed by the house elves. After entering the lounge, the seniors did not let the young wizards disperse, but said to everyone: "Under normal circumstances, only fifth-year students are qualified to serve as prefects, but our academy is different, each grade has its own prefect.

Moreover, our class leaders are not directly appointed by the school, but are chosen by themselves. Every year on the first day of school, we challenge the existing class leaders. You don’t have a class leader yet, so you must first elect one.”

Malfoy's eyes lit up: "May I ask what kind of election method is used?"

The senior smiled maliciously: "Any means are fine, as long as you can get the majority to agree that you should be the class leader. But in my experience, dueling is the most effective method."

Humph! Duel? Malfoy would never use such a rude method. He walked to the center of the lounge, cleared his throat and said, "Father..." Bang!
The loud noise attracted everyone's attention. Li Zhuoguang took out a box from somewhere and threw it on the ground.

He kicked the lid of the box open casually, revealing a box filled with gold Galleons. "Let's be direct. Those who agree that I should be the prefect come over and grab a handful. You can grab as many as you want. Those who don't agree that I should be the prefect, just stand aside. I will duel with him later."

The freshmen looked at each other. Soon, the first person came to grab the gold galleons. After all, most of them were from pure-blood families and were more concerned about their reputation. Even though the young wizards at the back were almost anxious, they still lined up in an orderly manner.

Those in the senior grades were secretly regretting in their hearts why they were born so early. If they were in the same grade as this local rich man, wouldn’t they have Gold Galleons every year?

Soon, all the little wizards' pockets were filled with money. The only little wizard whose pockets were empty was Malfoy. Yes, Goyle and Crabbe both took some. Although Malfoy would give pocket money to his little followers from time to time, he was not as generous as Li Zhuoguang.

Li Zhuoguang took a look at the box. There was still one third left in it. Not all of them had been caught. It seemed that there were quite few young wizards assigned to Slytherin this year.

Li Zhuoguang put away the box and turned to look at Malfoy: "It's just that the kid has a problem with me, right?"

"Me?" Malfoy didn't know how he had offended him again. First, he didn't need money, and second, he didn't want to give in to Li Zhuoguang, so he didn't take the gold galleons. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Li Zhuoguang's becoming the superior was a foregone conclusion, and Malfoy's opinion didn't matter at all.

But Malfoy standing aside still caught Li Zhuoguang's attention.

The senior student thought that Li Zhuoguang didn't understand what he said just now, so he said again: "As long as we get the approval of the majority, then..."

"The duel begins! My turn! Fight!!"

"Ouch! Stop hitting me! My dad is... um... um..."

Li Zhuoguang covered Malfoy's mouth, took out a book and placed it on his chest and said fiercely: "Call me dad? It's too late to call me grandpa now!"

The senior shook his head. He could see that this guy just wanted to beat him up. But as a little wizard, he couldn't even cast a curse. He couldn't kill anyone with his soft little fists.

The seniors ignored Li Zhuoguang who was beating Malfoy in the corner and turned to watch the challenge from the prefects of other grades.

At night, after the prefect challenge was over, everyone returned to the dormitory to rest. Li Zhuoguang went from room to room to find his own room, and then he saw his name on the bed curtain of a dormitory.

I think this is my dormitory.

There was a rustling sound behind him. Thinking it was his roommate coming, Li Zhuoguang searched his pockets and seemed to have a few unopened chocolate dolls, which could be given to the new roommate as a gift.

As a result, when he turned around, he saw Malfoy, whose face was swollen like a pig's head. At this time, he was looking at Li Zhuoguang in horror.

Li Zhuoguang put the chocolate frog back into his pocket and smiled: "This is really a coincidence."

(End of this chapter)