Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

The rat-shaped pretender was napping on Ron's lap.

Ron glanced at it and said boredly: "It might have died a long time ago. Anyway, life and death are the same. I tried to turn it yellow yesterday to make it more fun, but my spell was not very effective. Now I I'm here to show you, please pay attention..."

He took out an old wand. The wood on the wand was peeling off, but one end was still shining silver.

"The unicorn hair is almost exposed, but it can barely be used..."

Ron said, raising his wand, but the box door opened again, interrupting his spell.

The round-faced boy just now came to the two of them again, followed by a little girl. Putting aside the fluffy brown hair and the pair of rather large front teeth, she was also a very beautiful girl.

It's just obvious that neither Harry nor Ron can let go...

"Did any of you see a toad? Neville lost a toad." The girl sounded a little arrogant and arrogant.

"We've told him we didn't see it," Ron said.

The girl ignored him and stared at the wand in his hand.

"Oh? Are you casting a spell? Then let's open our eyes." The girl sat down, and Ron was a little at a loss.

"Oh - well..." He cleared his throat: "Daisies, sweet cream and sunshine, turn this stupid fat mouse yellow!"

A wave of the magic wand had no obvious effect except making the atmosphere more awkward.

"Are you sure this is a spell?" The girl shrugged: "It doesn't look good, right? I've tried a few simple spells at home, just for practice, and they all worked."

"No one in my family knows magic, so when I received the admission notice, I was surprised, but also very happy..."

She didn't seem to notice Ron's embarrassed expression, and she said in a flurry of words: "My name is Hermione Granger, by the way, what are your names?"

"Ron Weasley," Ron muttered.

"Well, once again..." Harry sighed: "Harry, Harry Potter..."

"Is it really you?" Hermione was surprised: "I know everything about you, of course - I bought a few more reference books, "Modern Magicians", "The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic", "Important Magic in the Twentieth Century" "World", you are mentioned in these books."

"mentioned me?"

"You don't know? If it were me, I would definitely find a way to find all the books that mention me."

Hermione said excitedly: "Do you know which house you will be assigned to? I have asked everywhere. I hope to be assigned to Gryffindor. They all say that it is the best. Dumbledore graduated from there. Yes, but I think Ravenclaw isn’t too bad..."

"Anyway, we'd better go find Neville's toad first. You'd better change your clothes quickly. We'll probably be there soon," Hermione said.

"Coming?!"

Alvin, who had been holding his body up, suddenly sat up in a dying state, startling Hermione.

"Oh! There's another person here..." Hermione said, looking at the bucket at Ivan's feet: "And...his vomit. Are you motion sick?"

"vomit--"

Alvin collapsed again, and Harry and Ron were already used to it.

Hermione was helpless, she couldn't think of anything she could do to help with motion sickness.

"I don't want to be assigned to the same house as her." After Hermione left, Ron said, he threw the wand into the box: "This spell is useless, George told me, he must be bluffing me... "

"Which house are your two brothers in?" Harry asked.

"Gryffindor." Ron shrugged: "Our family is all Gryffindor, and my mother and father were too. If I don't go to that academy, I don't know what they will say. I want to... go to Ravenclaw. There's nothing particularly bad about Law, but think about it, don't sort me into Slytherin."

"I think you're thinking too much..." I heard that Ivan's condition was getting better as he neared the finish line. He curled up on his chair and said witheringly: "Ravenclaw only recruits smart people."

Ron muttered softly: "I'm actually quite smart..."

After a while, he told Harry about his brothers, Bill who was in Gringotts in Africa, Charlie who was raising dragons in Romania, and the Gringotts theft that caused a lot of noise some time ago.

After a while, the box door was opened.

"It's endless..." Ivan muttered and continued to lift the body.

"Is it true?" A scornful voice said: "Everyone on the whole train is talking about Harry Potter in this box. So, it's you, right?"

"Yes." Harry said bluntly.

"This is Crabbe, this is Goyle, my name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Draco Malfoy.

Alvin knows about him and falls in love with Harry, but it is said that it is not too bad...

When Ron heard the other person's name, he coughed lightly to avoid laughing, and then got into a conflict because of this suppressed cough.

Several people quarreled, and Alvin didn't listen carefully. It was probably because Malfoy had humiliated Ron's family, and then Harry and Ron had a dispute with the three people headed by Draco.

Harry and the others will most likely lose, and maybe they will get beaten too... Alvin thought sadly.

However, before the fight started, the fat man named Goyle had his finger bitten by Ron's old book named Scabbers. He struggled to get rid of Scabbers, and his fat body squeezed Malfoy and Crabbe back. Squeezed out of the carriage.

Alvin glanced at Banban.

Well, for the sake of owing you a favor...

There was a noise outside the carriage, and footsteps approached again.

Finally, the annoyed Alvin took off the magic wand behind his ear and waved it: "Fly around!"

whoosh-

In the shocked eyes of Harry and Ron, the bucket that had just been used to hold Alvin's vomit, filled with half a bucket of rainbows, flew out of the car.

then…

"what!!!"

With a scream, Hermione fell at the door in horror, her body and hair covered in Alvin's mosaic...

"Oh--"

Harry and Ron looked at each other in horror, and for a moment neither of them dared to take a step forward.

Ivan raised his head and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Sorry, I thought it was those three who were looking for trouble..."

Hermione looked at him in disbelief, then her eyes turned red and she broke down crying.

"Tornado sweep, clean up." Ivan suppressed his nausea and waved his wand to clean up the vomit scattered on and around Hermione.

It's just that Hermione is still crying. After all, the dirt on her body can be cleaned up, but the psychological shadow cannot be eliminated in a short time.

For a little girl who is only 11 years old, having a bucket of rainbows in her pocket is quite harmful.

"I'm sorry..." Ivan hummed, maybe because he was too weak, and he didn't sound very sincere.

Hermione said nothing, stood up wiping her tears, and ran away quickly.

"Hey, man, you made her cry." Ron, who was watching the excitement, said, "It's really refreshing. Look at her arrogance just now..."

Alvin: "..."

Finally, after this series of farce, the train finally slowly stopped at Hogsmeade Station.

"Oh oh oh!!!!!!!"

Just as the students were getting off the bus, an angry roar penetrated the carriage and resounded throughout Hogsmeade Station. People in the station turned their heads one after another, looking for the source of the sound.

"finally--"

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and someone saw that the train car behind seemed to shake.

"finally!!!"

boom!

The wall of the carriage exploded, and a steel plate the size of a room door whizzed through the air and was inserted tremblingly into the ground in the distance.

People were stunned as they stared at the thin figure walking out of the entrance of the carriage, with bright silver hair, red eyes, a hint of black air at the corner of his mouth, and his long robe rustling in the wind.

“Finally we’re in the place!!!”

Ai Wen roared up to the sky, and on his snow-white neck, the veins bulging with anger were clearly visible.

"Dumbledore!!!!!!"