Ashes of Hogwarts

Ash didn't know exactly what Pluto's invitation was for.

Although he could probably guess that Pluto wanted something from him.

"I'm not going to go to hell to help you just because of a little gift."

That was what Ash had planned to say.

But he saw Hermione.

Ash vaguely remembered that he seemed to have promised to take her on a trip at some point.

Later, due to various reasons, the matter was delayed.

How about taking the kids to visit hell?

Facing her godfather's invitation, Hermione seemed a little overwhelmed.

What should I do? The godfather plans to send me to hell. Should I resist?

Hurry, wait online!

Of course, adhering to her trust in her godfather, Hermione nodded her little head.

After all, the godfather would not harm himself.

But that wouldn't be the case if it were Harry or Ron.

very good!

Ash ruffled Hermione's hair with satisfaction.

He really wanted to take Hermione to see the world.

If nothing else, if someone were to die from birth, old age, illness or death in the future, she would still have to be under the control of Pluto.

At that time, for his own sake, would Pluto dare to accept her?

"Go ahead and play with Harry and the others."

Feeling that there was no more human life fluctuation on the Quidditch pitch, Ash let Hermione leave with confidence.

"Okay Godfather."

Hermione left happily.

Although she is a top student, she also liked to read some miscellaneous books since she was a child.

Dante's "Divine Comedy" is also among her extracurricular readings.

Sometimes, she also wanted to see if hell was like what Dante described.

See how evil the so-called worst place is.

But when she arrived at the Quidditch pitch, she was surprised to find the place empty.

Not to mention Harry and the others, they didn't even see an otter.

"Where are Harry and the others?"

Hermione's head was filled with doubts.

She pulled out her wand and waved it in the air.

"Ahem, can you hear me? Ron, this is Hermione, where are you?"

At the top of Hogwarts Tower, Ron, who was being swung around in the air by Draco's collar, seemed to hear something.

He struggled to pull out Hermione's birthday gift from under his crotch - a brand new wand with a body made of tender white branches and a core of crystallized lizard nerves, about twenty inches long.

Because one hand was holding Colin's camera tightly, it was very difficult to take out this special wand, which was longer than ordinary wands.

"I told you it was too long. If Hermione hadn't made it herself..."

Ron grumbled.

In fact, even if Hermione hadn't made the wand, he would have accepted it without ceremony when it appeared as a gift on Ron's bedside.

As we all know, the Weasley family has the traditional virtue of being extremely frugal.

After all, even Scabbers has been passed down for more than ten years and was almost given the name Weasley.

He reluctantly recalled how to use the spell in his mind, and then waved the wand unfamiliarly.

"He~uh...rua~, I~uh..."

On the court, Hermione listened helplessly to Ron's wind-filled voice.

At this moment she had seen three men riding broomsticks on the top of the Hogwarts tower.

In this situation, she really didn't know what to say.

After all, Professor Snape was standing on the third floor balcony with a frosty face.

From the looks of him, Slytherin and Gryffindor were about to lose points again.

I don’t know how many points Slytherin will recover this time.

Sometimes, Hermione really suspected that Draco was an undercover agent sent by Professor Snape.

Specifically taking Harry and Ron to do bad things, Professor Snape could close the gap between Slytherin and Gryffindor by deducting points for everyone.

Snapped!

High in the air, Draco couldn't help but give Ron a violent shudder as he poured wind into his mouth.

"Idiot, just think about it in your mind, you don't need to say it out loud."

……

"What, Professor Losric wants to take you to hell, damn, I'm so envious."

In the Gryffindor common room, three men looked at Hermione in surprise.

They never expected that in the short period of time they left Hermione, they were already in two different worlds.

"Come on Hermione, I will ask mom to take good care of your family's business."

Harry patted Hermione on the shoulder with a sad look on his face.

"My family will also help your parents financially. After all, you are one of my best classmates..."

Draco followed Harry's movements and nodded in agreement.

But his relationship with Hermione wasn't close enough to touch her on the shoulder.

"And me, my father..."

Ron raised his hand and was about to say something, but Hermione glared at him and reluctantly swallowed what he wanted to say.

"Shut up Ron, I just went to hell for a walk to gain some knowledge. Who says I won't come back?"

Hermione was thrust into her waist, baring her teeth and claws like an angry squirrel.

"Also, this is the Gryffindor lounge. How did you, a Slytherin, get in? Aren't you afraid of being left here forever by the angry Gryffindors?"

In the red Gryffindor lounge, only Draco's green was particularly bright.

The latter took out his wand and tapped it on himself, and quickly changed into a fitting Gryffindor house uniform.

"I asked the oil painting at home to send a lot of wine to the Fat Lady. Obviously, I have gained her friendship."

Draco's deep voice sounded in the Gryffindor common room, like an insidious snake spitting out a message.

"We are all Gryffindors now!"

Snapped!

Draco received a blow to the head from Harry.

"Don't cause trouble in the Gryffindor common room. I said a lot of nice things to the Fat Lady to get you in."

Under Harry's suppression, Draco quickly became honest.

It must be said that the most successful aspect of Ash's education is that it has eliminated the barriers between various colleges to a large extent.

The most obvious one is Draco.

As a representative of the old nobility, he has been able to get along with Gryffindor without any pressure.

"But Hermione, if hell is like what is depicted in The Divine Comedy, won't you be left with a psychological shadow?"

Even wizards who have experienced great horrors would find it difficult to escape from the sin-filled hell physically and mentally intact, let alone Hermione, a little fledgling who doesn't have much social experience.

Listening to Ron's question, Hermione couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

So the next day, Ash saw Hermione with a full set of equipment.

"Are you... changing your career to wholesale business?"

Rosary, cross, whisk, talisman, totem...

For those who don't know, Hermione might be the Priest Lama of the Hogwarts Shaolin Office in Laojunshan.

“I urge you to bring these for the sake of my physical and mental health!”

Hermione gave her godfather a stubborn look.

These things are all collected by the Malfoy family and are all genuine.