【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

It was getting dark and the Hogwarts train was about to reach its destination. Wei Sheng Ling directly gave a few people a warmth buff and then took out a flashlight.

“Isn’t this thing much better than fluorescent flashes?” she said.

Snape was speechless.

Yes, yes, yes. If you take out a high-powered flashlight and turn it on, Hogwarts will turn from night to day.

Every time the Hogwarts Express arrived at its destination, it was already dark. In addition, the station was not far from the Black Lake. After leaving the station, the ground felt wet and slippery, and we had to walk very carefully.

Wei Shengling has no such concerns.

She simply floated up and walked off the ground with the people next to her. Since the floating height was not high, no one noticed.

With the light of the flashlight, many students were prevented from falling down because they could not see the road clearly. When they arrived at the Black Lake, there were still four people in one small boat.

"Has the procedure for the Hogwarts entrance ceremony always been like this?" asked Watson.

Snape nodded. "From the time I entered school to the time Harry Potter entered school, it has remained the same for more than 20 years."

"I even suspect that the same procedure was followed when Dumbledore enrolled."

Snape's suspicion was not without reason.

The wizarding world has always been very conservative, and it is difficult to change it.

The ship on the Black Lake swayed to its destination, and Hagrid was still the one leading the new life.

"How many years has Hagrid worked at Hogwarts?" Wei Shengling couldn't help asking. Snape looked over and said, "When Dumbledore was still the professor of Transfiguration instead of the headmaster of Hogwarts, Hagrid stayed at Hogwarts as a gamekeeper until now, which is nearly thirty years."

"You remember it very clearly."

"The year Hagrid was expelled from school was because the Chamber of Secrets was opened. It's hard for me not to remember it clearly." Snape snorted coldly and thought of that hateful savior cub again.

The boat reached the shore, and they walked a little further, entering Hogwarts Castle and coming to a small room connected to the Great Hall, where Professor McGonagall counted the number of young wizards.

"No mistakes, thank you for your hard work, Hagrid."

"That's what I'm supposed to do, Professor McGonagall."

After Hagrid left, Professor McGonagall first gave some instructions to the freshmen and then left for the time being.

Pearly white ghosts suddenly came through the wall, causing bursts of exclamations. Some of these ghosts passed through the little wizard's body, which felt very cold - but these ghosts all passed by the four people.

"You did it?" Sherlock asked.

Wei Shengling nodded, "Or do you want to experience the cool feeling of being pierced?"

"I'd rather do an autopsy than this." Sherlock said with some regret, "It's a pity that ghosts don't have physical bodies."

The ghosts who wanted to come over and talk shuddered.

"That's weird," Nearly Headless Nick said, "I'm already dead, why do I feel so cold and dangerous?"

"It's not a pleasant experience to be penetrated by a ghost," Snape said. "It's best not to try it."

As they were talking, Professor McGonagall had returned and was leading the freshmen into the auditorium.

Wei Sheng Ling raised his head and entered the Hogwarts Great Hall from a different perspective. It was indeed amazing.

"It's time to start the sorting," Watson said nervously, "It is said that the sorting hat can see a person's memory..."

"I'll give you some protection," Wei Sheng Ling said, "so that the Sorting Hat can only see your thoughts at that time."

"I don't need it," Snape pointed to his head, "I have Occlumency."

"Well."

The sorting officially began, and Lily's name was quickly called. The one called before her was Sirius Black.

Skimming over the names of those I didn't know, the order of the others was: Sherlock Holmes, Peter Pettigrew, James Potter, Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, and John Watson.

"Sherlock Holmes."

"Ravenclaw!"

"Severus Snape."

"Slytherin!"

"John Watson."

"Hufflepuff!"

The last one is Wei Sheng Ling.

Who made it sorted in alphabetical order of last name?

Moreover, the sorting is very fast. It would be more accurate to say that there are actually very few people who make the Sorting Hat hesitate for a long time.

"Su Ji? Weisheng!"

Weisheng Ling, who already knew that he was forced to change his name in the magic world, sighed and said, "You said you have the last name Weisheng, so why can't you just say Ling? What about Weisheng?"

"Hufflepuff!"

As soon as the name of Hufflepuff appeared in Wei Shengling's mind, the Sorting Hat immediately called out, as if it didn't want to stay on her head any longer.

She chose a seat next to Watson, and the other Hufflepuffs nearby welcomed them friendly and introduced some delicious food.

After the sorting ceremony, Dumbledore made his usual speech and then started eating.

Wei Shengling fell silent.

"What's wrong?" Watson asked.

"I just think," Wei Shengling took back a sausage, "Do we really have to eat something so greasy at night?"

"Haven't we tried this before?" Watson said helplessly, "Not only at night, but also in the morning."

"Yes……"

Just as Wei Shengling was about to speak, Sherlock's voice came from the mind link, "There is an anomaly in Slytherin."

"Huh?" Wei Sheng Ling subconsciously looked up in the direction of Slytherin, only to see that almost everyone had their heads down, and some were fighting with Gryffindor with their eyes.

"There was indeed one," Snape said. "She looked at me with horror, as if she had seen something impossible."

"Perhaps she was the one who cast Avada on the original Severus Snape."

"What is her purpose?" Watson wondered. "Isn't it said that everything in the world has a purpose?"

"Maybe she knows something..." Wei Shengling has read countless novels and has a lot of experience. "Something about traveling through time and space and reincarnation in a book, or the person behind her traveling through time and space and reincarnation..."

Such articles are not uncommon.

"If it's a time travel, maybe there's a hellish place that can compensate you with three wishes or something."

For a while, it was popular in fan fiction to have the God of Creation come to a certain world or something...

It’s funny to think about it now.

"You seem to be very experienced?" Snape asked back. Wei Shengling laughed and said, "I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs run, haven't I?"

"In short, this kind of person will be difficult to deal with?" Sherlock asked.

"It can be solved easily," Wei Shengling touched the battle suit bracelet on his hand, "It can kill with one strike."

"Elaine Theus," Snape had already found out the man's name, "Voldemort's favorite..."

“Wow,” Watson said, taking a bite of the stew. “That’s pure Voldemort pie.”

"This proves one thing," Wei Shengling put down her knife and fork. She really couldn't eat anymore.

"What?" asked Snape.

"Voldemort is not disfigured yet."

"..."

It seems to be a useful and useless message.

"I'll leave it to you to get close to her, Severus," Sherlock said. "After all, she is in the same house as you."

"Humph," Snape said disdainfully, "why not just give her a bottle of Veritaserum?"

"That's a good idea," Watson replied. "Do you have any in stock now?"

Snape was silent.

stock?

He doesn't have a single bottle of potion on him right now!