trainer at hogwarts

Hogwarts Express.

Simon, who likes to arrive early, left an empty carriage for Morris and Fred, waiting for the arrival of their friends.

"Long time no see Simon."

Simon, who was flipping through a new textbook, raised his head: "It's rare for you to come so early."

Morris joked: "I miss it after not going to school for a long time. Hahaha, it's mainly because I'm bored at home."

The two greeted each other, went to the salesperson to buy some snacks, and chatted while waiting for the others.

After the twins, Jordan and the other two roommates arrived, they shared their experiences during the summer vacation.

The original plan to go to Weasley's house for a few days together was aborted due to everyone's different schedules. Instead, we went in batches, with Maurice going first.

George quietly said to Morris when he went out to change clothes: "Don't worry, we didn't tell them about the Frozen Bird."

"ah?"

"Before they came, we took turns taking Frozen Bird and Soraya to play in a nearby place to ensure that their presence would not be discovered by others." George assured, patting his chest, "Don't worry about Weasley's promise. If you can’t tell it, you won’t tell it.”

Morris was a little moved. As expected of him, he had indeed seen the right person.

Talking and laughing all the way, we quickly arrived at the end point - Hogwarts, changed our clothes and got off the bus.

As they were already in their second year, they did not need to take a boat there like last year. This time they changed to a means of transportation, a horse-drawn carriage. Again, there were four people in each car, and they made their own arrangements.

"This car can fly by itself?" Sol walked around the carriage and exclaimed.

"What are you thinking about?" Morris pulled him into a car, "Of course there is a car puller."

"Why can't I see it?" Sol was puzzled.

Morris: "Those who have not witnessed death cannot see it. The cart is pulled by the Thestral."

"Yeqi?"

James suddenly realized: "It turns out to be the Thestral. No wonder we can't see it." Then Thor said with a smile, "Want to know? Go and check it yourself."

"Damn!" Sol gave a middle finger without hesitation.

…

The opening banquet was as lively as ever. Looking at the confused first-year students, Morris didn't see himself in them at all.

Tsk, this group of students can’t be so cowardly.

Professor McGonagall asked the freshmen to line up, and when their names were called, they would go to the center of the hall, sit on a chair, put on the sorting hat, and nervously wait for where they would live for the next seven years.

It’s just a heartbeat to play with.

Whenever the Sorting Hat calls out the name of a house, the students of that house stand up excitedly to greet the new students. Morris silently observed one new student after another. Well, the number assigned to Hufflepuff this year is still the largest. I wonder if there are any interesting students.

As for Sol, who is as enthusiastic as the chicken blood beside him to welcome the new students? No kidding, although Morris occasionally looked forward to a rosy campus life, this energetic approach was never suitable for him.

After the freshmen sorting, Dumbledore announced the usual precautions for the beginning of the semester, introduced the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor - an ordinary European with no characteristics, and relayed the administrator Fell's instructions. Strange words. I specifically mentioned not to go near the Black Lake area, especially for senior students, but without too much explanation, the dinner started right after.

There was a little commotion below. Some students realized something and smiled and kept an incomprehensible expression. Some students asked questions, and some stubborn ones whispered about when to take risks. But soon their attention was attracted by the delicious food in front of them.

The Weasley twins gave Maurice a "You're really awesome" look, gave him two thumbs up, and started enjoying their meal.

After three rounds of pumpkin juice, when most people were clutching their stomachs and starting to chat, Dumbledore tapped his goblet, drawing everyone's attention back to him.

"There is one thing I need to announce. This year our school will conduct an exchange student exchange with Castelobruxo in Brazil, which will last for one semester, starting from October until June next year. Of course, students from the other party will also be there during this period. Study at Hogwarts. I hope you can study together and spend this wonderful exchange time." Dumbledore said, "As for exchange candidates in our school, you can find the deans of your respective colleges on Monday. Please register. Since the number of places is limited, we have a total of 30 exchange places. Of course, the first place in each age group can be given priority to reserve an exchange place, as long as you are willing."

There was an uproar below, and Morris sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

"Wow! No! Communicating with schools in Brazil? Why haven't I heard of this before?" Sol shouted.

Morris stuffed a piece of pudding into his mouth: "This is normal. Isn't it the pretty girl from whose family you hear the most news?"

"No!" Saul retorted unreasonably and confidently, "How is it possible? Am I that kind of person?"

"Yes." Simon, who was sitting opposite, said bluntly.

James asked Morris: "Are you going?"

Sol and Simon also looked at Morris. With all O's, Morris was unsurprisingly ranked number one in the last school year.

"Of course." Morris smiled, "It sounds very interesting, how could you not go? But you...just entertain the guests from Brazil."

Thor: "..."

Simon: "..."

James said nonchalantly: "That's not bad, I don't like to run too far."

…

The banquet was over, but Dumbledore's last words of communication clearly excited many students.

As a long-established school that has exchanges with European schools, Castelobruxo is no stranger to senior students. Some senior students have become pen pals with students from Castelobruxo School and exchange letters frequently.

But not so many students in the lower grades know about it, but information about castelobruxo is not difficult to find, and there are some in the library. Therefore, the library has been full these days, and the dean's office, which is usually empty, is suddenly full of people. People come and go. The angry Professor Snape directly stipulated that Slytherins who did not reach 90% in all subjects were not eligible to register. The deans of the other three houses followed suit, so the number of applicants dropped significantly.

As an internal escort, Morris did not go to Professor Sprout to join in the fun. It was not until the list was finalized that Morris appeared leisurely at the door of Professor Sprout's office.

Knocked on the door and said: "Professor, I'm here."

Professor Sprout, who was writing something at his desk, raised his head: "Oh, Morris, you came just in time. Professor Dumbledore just told me that you also want to participate in this exchange. I'm still surprised, why didn't you come before? Where should I sign up here?"

Morris blinked: "The principal already told me about this matter last semester. At that time, the principal agreed for me to participate in the exchange. I'm sorry, I thought I didn't need to tell you anymore..."

"So it's like that, it doesn't matter." Professor Sprout's face turned gloomy, "You kid is just not thorough in doing things. If the principal hadn't told me, you almost wouldn't have been able to go!"

Morris obediently listened to Professor Sprout's ideological education and secretly slandered Dumbledore.

Oh, before Harry Potter came, he could forget everyone, how dare he forget me...