Snakes at Hogwarts

It is said that the location and name of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were chosen by Ravenclaw when the lady once dreamed of a warthog that took her to a cliff beside a lake.

Through the projection on the lake, the lady thought of the name of the school, Hogwarts.

Hogwarts got its name from the fact that the warthogs turned upside down on the surface of the lake.

Likewise, the lady also drew the ever-changing floor plan of the castle, the ever-changing staircases, and the ceiling that reflected the weather outside in real time, all designed by Rowena Ravenclaw.

Hogwarts: a school history

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"Did I really not dream?"

"You have asked this question for the fourth time, Miss Granger, and the answer I can give you is still the same, yes, you are not dreaming." Sitting on the boat that automatically glides on the water, Andros said patiently Answering Hermione's questions over and over again.

"The lake in front of you, the castle not far away, even this boat, and Neville sitting opposite you, these all really exist and are not figments of your mind."

"I know, I~I just~ haven't come to my senses yet." Hermione was still looking ahead blankly. Under the quiet starry sky, a majestic castle was quietly located on the high slope opposite the Black Lake.

The bright stars and the bright lights in the castle cast an exceptionally beautiful reflection on the lake, making it feel like entering the fairyland described in Beedle's fairy tale.

"I can't help but wonder, what if this is a dream? I mean, there have never been wizards and magic schools. These are just fantasies made up in my mind. I am still the same Hermione." Ranger, the arrogant guy who is hated by everyone."

Hermione's voice gradually dropped, and if Andros hadn't been sitting next to her, she wouldn't have been able to hear what the girl said last.

"Even if this is really a dream, it is an unprecedented dream that will last a lifetime. Also, not everyone hates you, at least I don't.

I think Neville does too, right? Those people are just jealous of your intelligence and beauty. "

"Ender is right." Hearing Andros mention himself, Neville nodded hurriedly.

"I also think you are very good." The boy had no idea that his toad once again slipped out of his hand without anyone noticing, and he made a new attempt to regain his freedom.

What Lyford may not know is that every pet sold from the Magical Creatures Shop or the Eagle Owl Shop has a enchantment placed on it to ensure that the pet will not betray their owner.

It was a kind of magic spell similar to spiritual suggestion. It could be simply understood as a low-end version of the soul-stealing curse that could only be effective on animals.

Unless they have the permission of their master, they generally cannot stray too far from their master, otherwise they will return to their master under the influence of the spell.

"Thank you, Ender, it's great to meet you." Hermione rubbed her eyes, and a strong thought came to the girl's heart.

Maybe, he should really go to Ravenclaw. If he was with him, he would be very happy.

"head down"

Amid Hagrid's shouts, they lowered their heads and passed through the ivy covering the front of the cliff. There was a hidden hole behind it. Following the dark river, they came to a place similar to an underground dock.

"Whose toad is this?" After all the new students got off the boat, Hagrid began to check the empty boat.

"My~my, if Merlin comes on, I don't even know when it escaped."

It was better for Ivar. He didn’t like to exercise after eating. Seeing this scene, Andros quietly put his hand into his robe and touched Ivar’s little head.

"Don't touch me, you're disturbing my sleep, hiss~"

Accompanied by a stinging pain like a needle, Andros took out his hand nonchalantly.

淦

This guy isn't much better.

How dare you bite me

Led by Hagrid, they continued to climb along an upward tunnel dug into the rock, and soon came to a flat, damp grassland under the castle.

Not far away, on a few stone steps, a huge carved oak door was tightly closed there.

bang bang

After confirming that no one was lost, Hagrid stretched out his sandbag-sized fist and slammed it on the oak door in front of him, making a crashing sound similar to that of an ancient battering ram hitting a city gate.

"If this was placed in ancient times, he would have been a great general."

"Shhh, stop being poor, Professor McGonagall is here." Hermione lightly kicked Andros.

Only then did the latter realize that the person who walked out of the slowly opened wooden door was none other than Professor McGonagall, who had accompanied them to Diagon Alley to purchase school supplies.

The witch still wore the emerald green cloak and a pointed wizard hat on her head, with a serious look on her face that kept strangers away.

"First-year freshman, Professor McGonagall."

"Thank you for your hard work, Hagrid. Everyone, follow me." Professor McGonagall's voice was not loud, but it had an unyielding feeling that easily shocked the group of freshmen.

Naturally, she saw Andros and Hermione, but Professor McGonagall didn't say anything and just nodded imperceptibly.

Under the leadership of the witch, they walked through the porch and walked forward along the stone floor. This was a spacious and bright hall. The stone walls on both sides were filled with blazing torches. The ceiling was so high that it was almost visible. Not to the top.

A small Quidditch match could be held here alone.

Oncoming is a section of luxurious marble, and to the left and right of the stairs is a connected corridor.

The auditorium should be on the right, and Andros silently looked at the surrounding environment.

This is actually easy to judge.

Because even thick walls can't block out the hum of hundreds of people talking at the same time.

Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, the freshmen came to the first empty room on the left. The room was very small, and after everyone entered, only a little space was left at the door.

"First of all, welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall walked in after everyone entered the room.

"Before the opening party, we need to determine which house you will each enter. This is a very important thing, because for the next seven years, the house will be your home in Hogwarts.

You will take classes, eat and live together, or spend your free time together with other students in the college. "

"Tell me, what method will they use to ensure that we will be assigned to the correct house?" Hermione poked Andros lightly. They were relatively low among the freshmen, so they didn't have to worry about being discovered by Professor McGonagall. Whisper somewhere.

"I don't know, I haven't read about the Hogwarts Sorting Ceremony in a book."

"I know, I mean, what if I wasn't sorted into Ravenclaw?"

It turned out that I was worried about this.

"No, you just need to firm up your thoughts in your heart, so there won't be any problem no matter how you are sorted."

What else could Andros say?

He couldn't tell Hermione that the so-called sorting was just wearing a talking wizard hat that hadn't been washed in countless years in front of everyone. But now, all the new students, as well as the teachers and students in the auditorium, Waiting for this hat to sit down.

"Aren't you worried at all?"

"There's nothing to worry about, Hermione. Even if you're not sorted into Ravenclaw, so what. This school is so big and we have plenty of opportunities to meet."

"Humph, who wants to see you every day?" Hermione replied duplicitously.

"The sorting ceremony will start in a few minutes. During these few minutes, I suggest that you tidy up your appearance." Professor McGonagall's eyes wandered over Neville and the red-haired Weasley. Finally, it was placed on Andros and Hermione.

"Also, Mr. Lobach, Miss Granger, I hope you will refrain from romance while I'm talking next time."

Hermione's face suddenly turned red, like an attractive red apple.

"I promise it won't happen again, Professor McGonagall." Andros slightly blocked Hermione's signature with his body to prevent others from seeing her shy look.

Is Professor McGonagall a cat?

I can hear it clearly from so far away

Do Animagus inherit part of feline hearing?

"It's all your fault for insisting on talking to me." After Professor McGonagall left, Hermione looked at Andros with some complaints.

Didn't you tell me first?