A day of learning magic at Hogwarts

Early the next morning, Ian Traister woke up from his sleep.

It was already dawn, and the early morning sunlight shone through the window into the dormitory.

Through the window, you can see the swaying grass and dandelions blowing in the wind outside.

Since I just woke up, my brain was confused for a moment.But Ian quickly recalled:

Last night, after the banquet, the new students of Hufflepuff, led by their prefect Gabrielle Truman, left the hall and came to the Hufflepuff common room.

I vaguely remember that the common room is located in the basement of the castle.On the way, they also met the new Slytherin students; the Slytherin house's common room seemed to be nearby.

After Prefect Truman took them to the common room, he gave them a long introduction about Helga Hufflepuff (Hufflepuff House is named after her) and the house. past.But Ian was very sleepy at that time, and most of those contents were forgotten by him.

Then they came to the dormitory where Ian would "settlement" for the next seven years.

Ian looked around——

The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly a four-poster bed, hung with dark yellow velvet curtains; he is currently half-lying on it.

His suitcase was safely placed beside the bed; he didn't know who had delivered it to him earlier.

Hufflepuff's dormitory is very clean and spacious. There is a slight earthy fragrance in the air, which makes people smell very comfortable.Silk curtains divide the dormitory into compartments. On the other side of the compartments are probably my new roommates.If Ian remembers correctly, Ernie MacMillan and Justin Finch-Fletchley both became his roommates last night.

"Is this life at Hogwarts?" Ian said with emotion:

"Isn't it bad?"

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It was still early, but Ian Traister also had his own things to be busy with.

He climbed up slowly, and after washing, he stuffed a package into the wizard's robe.

Then walked out of the dormitory.

The warm sunshine shone on the plant specimens placed in the common room. Those were placed here by Pomona Sprout, the Head of House of Hufflepuff. Ian was in the hall last night. I have already memorized this name. He is the dirty-looking witch at the guest table.

Ian had no intention of staying in the common room. He walked through a narrow underground tunnel and climbed out from a pile of barrels.

These barrels are the entrances and exits to Hufflepuff House.For the two large barrels in the middle of the second row, you only need to tap the bottom lid at a certain rhythm from the outside, and the lid will automatically rotate open to reveal the entrance and exit.

And if the wrong lid is knocked, or the rhythm of the knocking is wrong, the illegal intruder will be doused with vinegar.

This was what Ian heard introduced by Prefect Truman last night when he was still awake... Looking back now, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

The paths in the basement are intricate and it seems easy to get lost.But Ian is not worried. There are already signs on the surrounding walls made by Hufflepuff's senior students with eye-catching notes. As long as you follow these signs, you don't need to worry about getting lost.

Soon, Ian arrived at his destination, a low cabin on the first floor of the castle.

He looked around and said to himself: "It should be right here..."

He knocked lightly on the door, but it was not locked and he pushed it open.

"Meow!" A very alert cat meowed from inside the house.

He is a skinny cat with dark gray fur. He has a pair of bulging eyes like light bulbs and looks a little scary.

At the same time, what came into view was a dirty and messy hut with an oil lamp hanging from the ceiling, which was filled with the smell of grilled fish...

"Who is it?" Then, a thin figure jumped out from the bed in the room and looked at the boy at the door very warily:

"Freshman? Are you here to cause trouble? This is the first day of school!"

"No, no, no, Mr. Filch!" Ian shook his head quickly.

At the same time, he spoke very slowly, trying to organize his words as much as possible.

The old man in front of me who looks very bad-tempered is Mr. Argus Filch, the caretaker of Hogwarts Castle.

And, of course, his pet Mrs. Norris (the cat).

Filch's status in the castle is very low, which can be seen from the banquet last night.At last night's banquet, Keykeeper Rubeus Hagrid had his own exclusive seat, while Filch could only stand at the door.It can be said that he is an out-and-out nobody at Hogwarts.

However, the experience of studying in his previous life told Ian that if he wanted to live a more comfortable life in school, he first needed to establish a good relationship with those high-ranking figures other than the principal or professor.

In fact, as a freshman, it is difficult for you to establish a good relationship with big figures such as principals and professors; the identity gap between the two parties is too big.

In fact, what needs to be paid more attention to are the little people like security guards, dormitory guards and even chefs; if you become familiar with them and build a good relationship with them, your life at school will be much easier.

"I am Ian Twisted, a first-year Hufflepuff student. I came today just to bring you a small gift!" Ian said slowly.

"A gift?" The withered and ugly old man in front of him was stunned.

"It's just some pastries that are very common in the Muggle world..." Ian took out the "gift" he brought from the pocket of his robe and handed it to Filch in front of him, "Like you, you need to clean the castle every day. Defending the castle is indeed very hard..."

"The gift...is this...okay..." Filch stammered.

The expression on his face was very strange, as if he had received a gift from a student for the first time in his life; the hand that took the gift didn't know where to put it.

Filch stood there very coyly, looking like he wanted to say thank you, but he was worried that his status would not allow him to get along with students like this.

At this time, Ian had bent down and came to Mrs. Norris.

He smiled, took out half a bottle of canned herring from his pocket, and handed it to her.

Mrs. Norris seemed a little wary, and she glared at Ian with her big eyes like lightbulbs.

But in the end, she still couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food and stuck out her tongue...