A day of learning magic at Hogwarts

Although Ian Traister is a little impatient and looking forward to his future life in the magical world.

But he also had to patiently spend the entire 31 days of August in that shabby little hotel on the outskirts of London.

The tuition and fees at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are significantly lower than those at standard British public middle schools; they are even almost the same as the fees required by Ian in his previous life when he attended a public middle school in China.

Without the huge financial pressure, he no longer needs to show up in public and perform magic shows; the pounds he saved some time ago and converted into the currency of the wizarding world are enough for him to "squander" for a while, and he no longer has to worry about survival issues. .

During this month, he hungrily huddled in his room, reading the magic books at hand.

But what is disappointing is that the content in these textbooks and other extracurricular readings is very simple.Perhaps these books themselves are works for young wizards.

On it, Ian only found some of the most superficial ways to use basic magic, as well as some usage techniques, usage experiences and precautions...

As for the more profound ones, about the origin of these magics and their principles, there is no mention in these textbooks.

Although Ian followed the pictures and successfully used his wand to imitate some of the magic in the textbook.

However, this kind of learning method that relied solely on rote memorization made him slightly resistant in his heart; this was not his favorite learning method.

Sometimes, he even had the idea of ​​going to the wizarding street called "Diagon Alley" alone again.

Although he had only been there once with the cat girl teacher, he still remembered the specific route clearly.

On that wizard street, you can definitely buy more advanced magic books, through which you can completely explain part of your confusion.

However, Ian, who is cautious by nature, finally gave up the idea.

Regarding the wizarding world, I am just an insignificant "newcomer", and what I have come into contact with is only the tip of the iceberg.

I don’t know how deep the water in this world is, nor how many dark sides there are in this world.

Judging from the deeds of the guy who called himself "Voldemort" before, it seems that there are quite a few people in the wizarding world who have extremely strong resistance to Muggle-born wizards.

As a wizard apprentice who was as blank as a piece of paper, he rashly broke into such a large-scale wizard gathering place alone; no matter what "accident" happened, he would not be able to bear it.

When facing a completely unfamiliar environment, you can’t go wrong with caution!

What's more, Ian firmly believes...

If Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is really the best wizarding school in the world.

Then all your doubts will be answered when you get there.

……

The first day of September, eight o'clock in the morning.

Ian Traister woke up from his sleep early in the morning and made one final check of the essential items needed to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

After confirming that it was correct, he picked up his luggage and boarded the tram to King's Cross Station.

Finally, we arrived at our destination at 10:30 am.

King's Cross Station is almost one of the oldest railway stations in Europe and is currently the largest railway station in London.

Ian pushed the huge suitcase through the noisy crowd while muttering softly:

"Station Nine and Three Quarters..."

To be honest, a normal station should not have such a platform.

However, it was indeed written like this on the train ticket; Ian had confirmed this many times as early as a month ago.

Ian first inquired about a passing guard, but judging from the guard's expression, he obviously felt that the little boy in front of him was here to "entertain" him.

After handing the guard a ten-pound note to temporarily dispel his anger——

"There is no such thing as a 9? station!" the guard said cursingly: "Today you are already the second person to ask me such strange questions. Moreover, I have never heard of a person named 'Hogwart' A place with such a strange name..."

"I can only say that the destination of station nine is Aberdeen, Scotland, and the destination of station ten is Glasgow, Scotland; if there really is such a damn station, it must be for Scotland!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

It seems like nothing, but not entirely.

Ian guessed that this 9° station should be the same as the entrance to Diagon Alley. It was a location between the ninth station and the tenth station. After triggering a certain switch, you could enter it smoothly.

So he quickly arrived at the ninth and tenth stations.

"Three-quarters, probably describes the distance!" Ian said to himself.

He spent a while and visually measured the distance between the ninth and tenth stations... and then found the intersection three-quarters of the distance between them.

If the magical world is as rigorous as you imagined, then this station 9? should be here!

Ian looked at the platform in front of him. The platform was very high and underneath was an abandoned track.

"Jump from the platform here?" He secretly guessed in his heart.

If you do this, you should be able to reach the legendary Station 9?, just like you were in Diagon Alley.

However, considering my current height and the height of the platform in front of me... it is easy to jump off, but it is not easy to climb up again.

To be conservative...

Ian's eyes moved to his suitcase.

Deep down, he still chooses to believe in mathematics, so——

Therefore, without any hesitation, Ian Traister threw his suitcase from the intersection of the three-quarter position in the middle of the ninth and tenth stations in front of him.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

The suitcase did not disappear, nor did a door appear like in Diagon Alley before.

There was only a dull sound when he fell off the platform; other than that, there was no change.

Ian couldn't help curling his lips, looking a little helpless.

After all, I still paid by mistake...

"It seems," he shook his head and said to himself, "it seems that the wizarding world is not as rigorous as I imagined!"