Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Sainz was ashamed of himself. For a moment, he even thought about using Conte to deal with the music companies in the Muggle world.

Will she agree?

He thought she would.

A moment later he thought of Winky, and of Dobby.

He thought about the consequences if Conte was discovered.

The Ministry of Magic serves wizards, and little wizards are also wizards.

The difference in the severity of the treatment given to a young wizard who is found to have violated the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy and a house-elf who is found to have violated the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy is obvious.

Early in the morning of the 18th, everyone was eager to get going.

It seems that freshmen have to take a boat to and from Hogwarts during their first year.

The first-year students were still led by Hagrid and boarded the boat to cross the lake.

This time we crossed the lake during the day, and the scenery was different from the last time. In the distance, a giant squid was lazily flipping its tentacles by the lake.

The rising winter sun spread its little heat, creating waves on the lake that gently rocked the boat, and the entire lake surface was sparkling with golden light.

The train leaving school was waiting in Hogsmeade early, and the young wizards were happily pedaling along, dragging their luggage.

“Hello Angelina, hello Aaliyah.

Angelina, it seems like I haven't seen you at school for two months. How is your school life?"

"Hello, Sainz." x2

"You're right, it seems like we haven't seen each other for two months. But..." Angelina changed the subject, "But I have been hearing from you.

I'm so tired of hearing about you adding points to Hufflepuff every day."

Alia Spinnet didn't say anything. After saying hello, she just kept laughing beside her.

"I'm so sorry, but there's nothing I can do. The professors have to give me..."

"Hmm..." Angelina rolled her eyes and made a vomiting expression.

Then the two of them laughed, and the slight sense of strangeness caused by not seeing each other for a long time quietly disappeared.

After a while, the two roommates who were slow to come in also got on the bus, and the five of them found a compartment at the rear of the bus and sat down.

With a whistle, the train started slowly, like a giant red python crawling on the vast snowfield.

We chatted and laughed along the way, and the scenery outside the window gradually changed from mountains to villages, from villages to towns, and from towns to high-rise buildings.

With the chocolate frog in hand, he took off his wizard robes and changed into Muggle casual clothes.

This time, the wizard on the Chocolate Frog card was a bald wizard. When the box was opened, the old man was spitting and picking his nose.

Amberrick Groening (1803-1882).

He is famous for inventing the dung bomb.

Yes, it is the dung bomb that is very popular among young wizards, especially the Weasley twin brothers.

From this perspective, picking his nose and spitting are quite consistent with his temperament.

After asking around, no one took the offer in disdain. Even Ben, who was the most enthusiastic about collecting chocolate picture cards, said that he already had one, and it was a relatively polite one that he had found with great difficulty.

"Look, I've got a Hengis, Woodcroft's Hengis." Adam looked up in surprise, "I never noticed he was so fat before."

"Let me see," Ben took it and looked at it, "Yes, this one is a little fat, and he's not wearing the green robe he usually wears."

"Who are you talking about? You all seem familiar?" Alia Spinnet was not very familiar with these.

"Hengis of Woodcroft, the founder of the only purely wizarding village in England," Angelina said.

"Oh, so that's how it is. I'm not familiar with these. You know, I come from the Muggle world." Alia was a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry about it. I'm only half and half, but I don't necessarily know more than you. Sainz is also a Muggle-born. Who doesn't know that he must be the top student in the grade?"

"That's right, that's right." Adam handed her the picture. "Compared with Sainz, we have no advantage except that we knew about the wizarding world a few years earlier."

Alia looked at the introduction under the picture. "He lived in the Middle Ages and attended Hogwarts. After his death, people printed him on a chocolate picture in order to commemorate his founding of Hogsmeade."

"Yes, and there is a rumor that the Three Broomsticks was where he lived at the time." Sainz held down the Chocolate Frog that wanted to escape, pulled off its legs and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Really? But it's not written here. How did you know, Sainz?" Alia lowered her head to confirm that it was indeed not written on the picture.

"They say there are 'rumors'. Rumors are just uncertain news, so of course I can't write about them."

"Then how did you know?" Alia asked.

"I'm a Hufflepuff, and he's a Hufflepuff too. There's the Hufflepuff common room, so it's normal for me to know a little bit about my old schoolmates."

Aaliyah nodded in acceptance of the reason.

As they were talking, the train gradually stopped at the platform.

Platform nine and three-quarters.

At the dividing wall with the Muggle world, there are two Auror guards from the Ministry of Magic, wearing police uniforms from the Muggle world. They do look a bit like them, at least they look serious.

There are guards on both sides of the dividing wall, and only two or three people are allowed to pass at a time to prevent a large group of people from suddenly coming out of the wall and attracting the attention of Muggles.

It took a lot of effort for several people to get out of the platform.

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Dragging the concealed suitcase, I left King's Cross Station.

He walked to a remote alley, stretched his wand in the air, and pretended to stop a car.

A minute later, with a bang, a purple three-decker bus stopped in front of us.

"The Knight Bus is here for you, and we're committed to serving all of you... um? Mr. Autumn?"

"Hello, Mr. Mayo."

"It's a pleasure to serve you again. Come on up, let me carry your box for you." The old ticket seller was still so enthusiastic, and Sainz rejected his kindness again.

"Mr. Mayo, you have a really good memory. It's been almost half a year, and you still remember me."

"Of course!" The old ticket seller smiled proudly, "This is my specialty. How is your school life at Hogwarts?

Ern, drive!"

The car suddenly jumped and entered the space jumping state.

"Very good, Hogwarts is as beautiful as I imagined. No, it's more beautiful than I imagined!" Sainz praised sincerely.

"That's good. It's the first time for a young wizard to leave home and deal with things on his own. Many young wizards are not very adaptable. Of course, I know it will not be difficult for you. I knew it when I met you for the first time."

"Thank you for supporting me. You must have some pork floss egg rolls from the Hogwarts cafeteria."

"Great, how long has it been since I last had anything from Hogwarts, sixty years?

If I may have a little extra, I'd like to give some to my old friend Ern."

"Of course! Feel free to take it!"

The old conductor was very happy after receiving Sainz's gift, "So where are we going, Sainz?"

"Dundee Charity Federation Children's Welfare Home, Kirill."

Once you send a small gift to offer as a token of your appreciation, you immediately become friends who call each other by name. Isn't that a favor?

"Did you hear that, Ern? Dundee Charity Children's Home!"