Hogwarts and the Sorting Ceremony! Part-3

{Great Hall, Hogwarts, Somewhere in Scotland}

{08:58 PM, 1st Sept, 1988}

"Gryffindor..." The sorting hat shouted, Rigel watched Harry walk towards the orange table that was on the other end of the room, there were muted cheers and quite a lot of the other three tables clapped while Rigel noticed his table was eerily quiet.

'Why though, I know Voldemort upheld the pureblood ideals but there should not be this level of rejection towards the Potters for harboring Neville. Or maybe it has something to do with the political alliance that the Potters and Black formed, they could be suppressing the more traditional ideas...'

Rigel looked as Harry settled in, after a couple of moments their eyes collided and Harry gave him a nod. Rigel nodded lightly before he focused on his surroundings, by now there were three new additions to the Slytherin table, Sophia Nightshade, Harper Morgan, and Noah Williams making up the final students to be sorted into Slytherin this year. There were still 6 students left to be sorted and Rigel didn't think any one of them would be sorted into Slytherin.

'They don't look like purebloods, and every other student would be warned not to even think about being sorted into Slytherin, the sorting hat wouldn't send someone to a house they didn't wanna go.'

The distinction between Pureblood and others was quite clear to Rigel, it was clear just from their appearance and the way they walked. While he hadn't been trained like the others in the arts of aristocracy, being a little more mature did help him mingle in the crowd.

After the remaining 6 students were sorted into the 3 houses another thing popped out to Rigel, their class was unnaturally small. He counted just 28 students that were sorted, earlier he had been lost in the landscape of Hogwarts to notice this little tit-bit.

'Maybe something to do with Voldemort being rampant during their time... Harry's class had above 40 students right?'

"You're deep in your thoughts heir Black..." Daphne spoke, the meal had just started and she was loading a small serving of chicken onto her plate.

"We have 28 students in our year..." Rigel replied before he too started selecting what to eat, he wasn't at all interested in drinking pumpkin juice so he kept his plate on the lighter side.

'I wonder if conjured water is good enough to drink, otherwise we may have a problem.'

He wasn't interested in the little probing conversations that had broken out throughout the Slytherin table, everyone was trying to gauge each other's reaction and started judging each other. It was Felix who nudged him breaking the poking and prodding cycle that was going on.

"Not keep on keeping up appearances heir Black." He had a slight grin as he cut into a piece of chicken with a knife.

"Call me Rigel," Rigel nodded toward the shifty-eyed brunette.

"I figured, you haven't been corrupted yet, don't worry dude, a couple of years in Slytherin and you'll learn how to walk and talk like one." Felix patted Rigel on his shoulders lightly.

"Unlikely..." Rigel replied, the conversation around them had dropped as everyone started reevaluating their approach. Rigel had to stop himself from rolling his eyes as he focused on eating.

'The food isn't bad, I'm gonna have to sneak into the kitchen in a couple of days and befriend a House Elf who could get me a nice plate of chicken when I'm hungry late at night.'

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{Slytherin Common Room, Hogwarts, Somewhere in Scotland}

{09:24 PM, 1st Sept, 1988}

"...you know in Gryffindor we have to share our room with all of the 1st years?" Felix spoke as they followed their 5th-year prefect, Ethan Brooks, into the 1st-year dormitory. The first-year dormitory was on the ground floor just past the common room. Magically there were just 6 rooms there, each had their name engraved on the doors.

"Each door is enchanted to only open for you, you just need to place your wand and channel some mana through it to let it register your magical signature," Ethan spoke and each of the first years walked towards their own room.

"Isn't the girl's dormitory supposed to be in a different place?" Rigel asked Felix.

"No, no, since we each have our own room and privacy, there is no need for a whole different dormitory just for girls, the dormitory system is in place in just Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, in Slytherin and Ravenclaw everyone has their own room..." Felix spoke while shaking his head.

'This is a little different than in canon? Though I don't remember reading about this in the books, most of my memories and knowledge about the Harry Potter universe had been corrupted by the fanfictions anyway...'

Rigel knows a lot about the background of the world, but most of that information has been obtained by reading through a buttload of fanfictions, Rowling didn't bother with explaining a lot of stuff so who knows what was true anyway. Rigel walked up to his room, read his name, and then placed his wand on the door.

The door swung open, he walked inside and then closed the door. The room wasn't small, it had a single bed, with a small lamp and bedside table with drawers right beside it, there was a table right beside the door with its own lamp. A small wardrobe was on the other side of the bed with another door probably leading to the bathroom. His trunk was placed right beside his bed, Rigel walked up to the door and opened it to peer inside the bathroom.

After checking up on everything he flung himself on the bed and concentrated on seeing his stats. He had been itching to mess with his stats and his mana was full which he needed to use in order to effectively grind his skills.

'Status.'

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[Rigel Regulus Black]

[Title: Dungeon Pioneer]

[Level: 16 (7,178/8000)]

[HP: 100/100]

[SP: 50/50]

[Mana: 240/240]

[Allegiance: House of Black, House of Potter]

[STR- 3]

[VIT- 4]

[DEX- 4]

[INT- 48]

[WIS- 25]

[Points- 15]

[Money- 1201G 14S 3K, 1500 Pounds]

[An Orphan who grew up in St.Mary's Orphanage, London, born during the heyday of Voldemort's first rise to power, he was hidden from the dangers of the world by his paranoid father, mysterious circumstances led to your arrival in an Orphanage in London. Rigel has been known to be a quiet and observant child, people sometimes barely even realize he exists. Sorted into Slytherin, living in an ancient castle that had mysteries hidden, where will destiny take him.]

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AN- Classes starting in the next chapter!