To be honest, Scott doesn't want to take care of the new student.

He is neither a professor nor a predecessor, and it is not his duty to deal with conflicts between students.

But...there are no one else who has gotten up yet, and he can't leave the freshman here and ignore it.

"All right."

Scott walked to the sofa opposite the freshman and sat down.

"So freshman, what is your name?"

"Jacob." The boy sniffed, "Jacob Kent."

Scot nodded, "Okay, Jacob. I'm Scott Trollop in the fourth grade."

"Hello, Mr. Trollope." Jacob said in a low voice.

Scott was not interested in the reasons for the conflict between the freshmen, so he asked directly: "Jacob, why didn't you go to the chief for help? You should know at least two chiefs. As usual, after the dinner yesterday, the fifth-grade male and female chiefs were responsible for leading the freshmen to Ravenclauta."

Jacob sniffed loudly again and said vaguely: "It's Miss Taylor and Mr. Cooper... but they both hate me... I dare not go to find them..."

"Hate you?"

Realizing that things might be more troublesome than he thought, Scott looked into Jacob's eyes and asked him, "Can you tell me what happened? What did you do? Why are both freshmen and those two predecessors...well, not friendly to you?"

"I didn't! That was really not what I did! They didn't believe me!" Jacob suddenly raised his voice and screamed.

"stop!!"

Scott was so troubled by his quarrel that he quickly stopped him.

Perhaps seeing Scott's face was not good, Jacob immediately apologized in a panic: "I'm sorry, Mr. Trollop, but... it's really not me..."

"So what happened..."

Scott was about to ask what was going on, but he saw Peneno walking down the stairs of the girl's dormitory from the corner of his eyes, so he quickly stopped what he wanted to ask, stood up and walked over.

"Good morning, Penelo."

"Oh, good morning, Scott." Peneno was a little surprised, "Is there anything?"

"Over there." Scott pointed to Jacob who was still curled up on the sofa. "Jacob Kent, freshman, he was kicked out of the dormitory by his roommates and spent the night in the common room. I think this should be something the chief has to deal with."

He couldn't wait to throw this out.

"Oh, Scott," Peneno said with a smile, "maybe you can help this poor boy directly, I know you can handle it well."

"No, I'm not a chief, it's not my duty." Scott immediately refused.

"Okay." Peneno shrugged slightly, "Looking coldly, this is very Ravenclaw, but..."

She smiled teasingly.

"Maybe next year...Professor Flevy has always liked you, and he may choose you as the new male chief."

"Then let's talk about it next year."

Scott shrugged, and came to Jacob with Peneno.

Jacob had already stood up from the sofa and looked at the two of them with some fear.

Scott said in a gentle tone: "Okay, Jacob. This is Peneno Crivat, a sixth-grade chief, and a Ravenclaw. Don't worry, she will help you."

"Miss Crivat." Jacob glanced at Peneno and lowered his head quickly.

"Hello, Jacob." Peneno smiled comfortably, "Let's go and take me to your dormitory."

"But……"

Jacob was still a little frightened, and he looked at Scott with a pleading look.

Unfortunately, Scott had no intention of continuing to participate in this matter. He just comforted the boy: "Go, Jacob Peneno is the chief, and she speaks more than me."

Peneno stood aside and kept smiling, considerate and did not expose Scott's words.

When Jacob heard Scott say this, he could only take Peneno to the male student's dormitory with a drooping head.

He couldn't help but look back several times on the road, but Scott had already sat on the sofa in front of the window and spread out the book "Standard Spell? IV" and did not care about his gaze.

Twenty minutes later, Scott closed the book, but Peneno had not yet come out of the male student's dormitory.

It seems that this matter is really troublesome?

Scott just muttered, still not having the idea of ​​participating, he clamped his textbook and notebook under his armpit and walked out of the common room.

Walking down the tower through a long spiral staircase, Scott saw Percy Weasley wandering under the Laven Clauta.

"Good morning, Weasley." Scott took the initiative to say hello, "Are you waiting for Peneno?"

"Yes, good morning, Trollop."

Percy Weasley immediately stopped wandering and stood up straight. But his face turned a little red, and the freckles on his face became more obvious.

Scott immediately understood why Peneno got up so early, but he was not sorry for delaying the date of the two.

After all, that is really the responsibility of the chief, right?

but……

"You're probably going to wait, Weasley."

He can help Peneno explain why he is late.

"Something happened..." He didn't want to tell Gryffindor about Ravenclaw, so he vaguely passed, "Anyway... the senior Peneno needs to deal with it. She is busy now."

"Oh, it's okay, the premier certainly needs to perform his duties." Percy Weasley obviously accepted it well, "Thank you for telling me, Trollope."

Saying goodbye to Percy Weasley, Scott left Lavenclauta and walked through the long elevated stone bridge toward the auditorium across the cliff.

It was almost breakfast time, and some students left their respective public lounges one after another, and Hogwarts Castle gradually woke up in the morning light.

"Good morning, Scott."

In the foyer of the auditorium, two overlapping voices suddenly greeted Scott.

"Good morning, Weasleys."

Facing the red-haired Weasley twins, Scott smiled more naturally than when facing their older brother Percy Weasley.

"Oh Merlin's smelly socks!"

"I've known each other for three years!"

"Scott actually called us Weasleys!"

"Maybe he didn't know that our parents also gave us names!"

Fred and George put on Scott's shoulders one by one, and complained one by one.

"I bet, George, he also called him Weasley when he talked to Percy." Fred raised the monocular in his other hand.

"It's obvious that Mr. Fred, Mr. Trollop, divided us and Percy into the same level in his relationship!" George said in grief.

The two of them shouted into Scott's ear at the same time: "This is simply an insult to us!!"

"Okay, sorry." Scott quickly surrendered, "Forgive me, Fred, George, I met three Weasleys in a row in a short time."

"Unfortunately, Mr. Trollope," said George.

Fred squeezed his eyes, "Our little sister has also entered school this year."

George raised his eyebrows, "Plus that little dumb brother."

The two finally concluded, "Now there are five Weasleys in Gryffindor."

Scott couldn't help laughing a few times, "That's really a blessing, I'm not in Gryffindor."

"This is really sad. Professor McGonagall's most proud student said that." Fred sobbed loudly.
Chapter completed!