Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

If DeWitt were asked to evaluate Hermione, he would say that she is not sharp enough, has no eyes, and cannot speak. But after listening to such a long list of words, he believes that Hermione is not without merit - if what she said is true, all the textbooks The ability to memorize it is enough to prove his talent and perseverance. It is natural to get to know such a capable person.Well, DeWitt will be happy to accommodate some unpleasantness in conversation.

So he raised his head from the book and said, "DeWitt Wald, I'm reading "The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration."

"Ron Weasley," Ron muttered.

"Harry Potter." As soon as Harry finished speaking, Hermione reacted hugely, and her attention quickly shifted.

"Is it really you?" Hermione asked, "I know everything about you, of course - I bought a few extra reference books, "A History of Modern Magic", "The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic", "Important Magic in the Twentieth Century" Incident", you are mentioned in these books."

It seems that the fame brought by these book titles has made Harry teetering. From his eyes to the corners of his mouth, he showed huge shock, so much so that he could not breathe smoothly, and he couldn't tell whether it was bad news or good news.On the other hand, DeWitt was also stunned. He asked: "Harry Potter...is he so famous? Isn't he the same person? Didn't he just say that he grew up with ordinary people? "

"You don't know?" Ron fussed: "Oh, it's no wonder. Although your mother is a wizard, you have never been exposed to relevant information. Let me tell you, Harry is a famous celebrity - he Rescued everyone in the magical world from the mysterious man and ended the mysterious man’s years-long dark reign!”

"Not only that," Hermione also looked at Harry with strange eyes. If she had to find a description - it would be like a foreigner who saw a giant panda in the zoo, curious, expectant, and excited at the same time: "He He was also named the one who survived the catastrophe. He was the only person in the wizarding world who survived the death curse in recorded history, and he was also called the 'Savior'."

DeWitt was impressed at this point. He remembered that Mrs. White had told him that a person had survived one of the Unforgivable Curses, but he didn't care about it at the time. He didn't expect to see it with his own eyes now - So DeWitt twirled his wand and asked Harry curiously: "So...the killing curse doesn't work on you?"

If possible, DeWitt would like to try it, but the death curse is strictly forbidden, and everything is forbidden - as long as it is not discovered.

"I don't know," Harry shook his head in confusion: "I never knew I had such a great ability. If I am really that powerful, I would rather hope that I won't be bullied by my cousin, and what those people said I had no memory of it, you know? When I was taken to the Leaky Cauldron everyone stood up and shook my hand - it was... confusing to me and I didn't like it."

After hearing Harry's words, Ron was a little envious, Hermione was a little sympathetic, and DeWitt's eyes seemed to be shining, scanning his whole body back and forth.

"What's wrong?" Harry was a little uncomfortable with DeWitt's eyes, which made him feel like he was a dissected specimen with no privacy.

"I'm looking to see if you're gifted," DeWitt replied.

"Did you see anything?"

"……No."

"It's getting late," Hermione said condescendingly, not intending to stay any longer: "Since you haven't seen Neville's toad, we have to continue asking later, and I suggest you change into your robes as soon as possible."

There was a loud banging sound on the box door, and Hermione left with Neville.

"It sucks," Ron said immediately. "I really hope I'm not in the same house as her."

Noticing DeWitt's confusion, Ron continued to explain: "Don't you even know this? Every student must undergo a sorting ceremony before admission. The school will decide which college the student will be assigned to based on his performance in the ceremony. According to my brother Fred, freshmen are very traumatized during the ceremony - I don't know if he's telling the truth."

Just when DeWitt wanted to inquire about the "sorting ceremony" in more detail, the door of the box rang again, and the visitor did not knock on the door again, but walked in with the same impoliteness, triggering DeWitt's subconscious reaction - he He frowned again, but instead of lowering his head to read, he planned to see who was coming this time.

In walked three boys.

The leader's face was pale, and his hair was pale blond. He had applied hair gel or wax, and every strand of hair was tidied up. He walked dignifiedly, raised his arrogant chin, and also put on a wizard's robe. , except Harry, he looked at no one, and asked in a deliberately reserved and overly measured tone: "Is it true? People on the whole train are talking about it, saying that Harry Potter is in this box. So. Say, it’s you, right?”

"Yes." Harry replied. He secretly looked at the follower behind the boy, and couldn't help but compare it with DeWitt's size - at first sight, it would be oppressive because of his size, but if you look closely, you can see that the two The follower is fat, while DeWitt is strong.

"Oh, this is Crabbe, this is Goyle." The pale boy noticed Harry looking at them, and said casually, "My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Harry nodded in confusion, DeWitt had already memorized the names - the stupid fat guy was Crabbe, the stupid fat guy was Goyle; and Ron laughed like a cough for some reason. Voice.

"You think my name is too ridiculous, don't you?" Malfoy is like a sensitive hedgehog who will curl up and prick others with his thorns when encountering any unpleasant situation: "No need to ask who you are. My father told I, the Weasley family, have red hair, freckles, and more kids than we can afford.”

Maybe Ron's laugh was impolite, but Malfoy's reply was certainly too mean.DeWitt thought for a moment and didn't feel that he was speaking for Ron. He said purely to attack Malfoy: "Why do you think he is laughing at you? In fact, you also think your name is a joke, right?"

The effect of these words can be considered immediate. A rare color appeared on Malfoy's pale face. He asked with a slumped face: "Then who are you? I know all the new students of pure-blood families this year, but you are obviously not among them. I wonder—your parents are both Muggles, right?"

"My mother is a wizard," DeWitt said nonchalantly, "but I don't think there is any shame in having both parents Muggles."

"Then you will know soon," Malfoy showed a venomous and threatening smile to DeWitt, ignored him, and turned to Harry, "You will soon find out that some wizarding families are more powerful than others. Other families are much better, Potter. You don't want to be friends with anyone who is different. I can help you with that."

You are free to make friends with whomever you want. Harry, who has been bullied since he was a child, hates this kind of discriminatory behavior from the bottom of his heart. So in Ron's eyes looking forward to trust, he slapped away Malfoy's extended hand and said coldly. : "I think I can tell who is different, thank you very much."

"So this is your choice?" Malfoy showed a puzzled expression. He didn't seem to believe that it all happened so quickly, so he stared at his hand that was slapped away but did not take it back and asked: "I would rather be with a pure-blood Weasley, a scumbag, and a scumbag of Muggle descent are not willing to accept the friendship of a noble pureblood? You have to think about your parents, Potter. Otherwise, sooner or later, you will follow their old path."

There is nothing more vicious than attacking someone else's elders. If there is, it is insulting someone else's deceased elders.So Harry and Ron stood up and said almost in unison: "You say that again?!"

"You want to fight?" Malfoy hid his lustful look very well. He glanced at DeWitt secretly several times, and became a little more arrogant when he found that the other party did not stand up.

"You all get out!" Harry also kept glancing at DeWitt. He was always a little scared of Crabbe and Goyle's size. If DeWitt also stood up at this moment, and it happened to be three to three, then In fact, there is no need to be too afraid.

Fortunately, although it was a little late, DeWitt still stood up. His words were much more straightforward and powerful, and he spat out clearly and powerfully from his mouth: "Get out!"