People are in Hogwarts, start summoning Tailu beast

"It's true, Malfoy. It seems you don't know. Hahaha, the Malfoy family will be the tailgaters after enrolling in school." Ron felt his mood suddenly brighten.

The Weasley family and the Malfoy family have disliked each other for generations.

This is feud!

It's just that Malfoy's mood at the moment is not beautiful. The little wizard is only 11 years old when he enters Hogwarts, which is equivalent to the third or fourth grade in China.

After hearing this, Malfoy suddenly thought of a lot.

Let’s not talk about Goyle and Clark, whose brains are no better than those of the trolls!

Every time a pure-blood family gathers, those Hogwarts students act like elites!

And Pansy always brags to herself about the magic she has learned every time they meet...

Is this really a boast?

The more Malfoy thought about it, the more he thought about it. It seemed that there were several times when his father wanted to teach him some ancestral magic knowledge, but he changed the subject because he was playful.

Why doesn’t Father know how to hold on a little longer?

If I am playful, just let me be playful?

Isn't this the same as killing a child?

"Listen, now is not the time to argue. We need to find a senior student to ask!" Finally, Hermione stood up: "In our school, there is an entrance exam when enrolling. I don't know about Hogg. Did Woz, if so..."

"There is a sorting ceremony at Hogwarts!" Malfoy exclaimed before Hermione could say anything. At this moment, he didn't care about purebloods, mixed-bloods, or mudbloods.

"I heard Fred say that the entrance exam is extremely harmful!" Ron also added.

A heavy haze suddenly enveloped the little wizard in the train compartment.

"Let's find Fred and the others first and ask them in detail!" Ron made a suggestion.

"I agree!"

"Let's go find someone to ask first!"

Everyone quickly agreed, so several little wizards came out of the train compartment and began to look for Fred and George.

……

In a train compartment

"What? Can you use first-year magic proficiently at the age of three or four?"

"Recite as many magic books as half a bookstore at Flourish and Blotts before entering school?"

After hearing Ron's nervous question, the twins first exclaimed, then looked at each other, and their eyes lit up at the same time.

"No way, Ron, my brother, there won't be anyone who can't use the first grade magic before they are seven years old, right?"

"Why didn't your parents give you preschool education?"

"I started learning magic after the magic riot when I was one year old. Fred is two years old, a whole year later than me!"

"Nonsense, I am George and you are Fred!"

Looking at the twins singing in harmony in front of them, the few little wizards pursed their lips and fell completely silent.

Such an outrageous thing could be true?

Did he actually slip through the trap of Hogwarts preschool education?

"I think I should go find a Slytherin senior and ask!" Malfoy's face turned pale and there was no trace of blood left.

When he thought that he was already far behind his peers before he entered school, he wanted to die.

This would definitely bring shame to the family, and he might even be expelled from the family.

"Okay, let's go ask a few more people!" Ron temporarily put aside the feud, and several people left the compartment where the twins were, and went to look for Slytherin students who were familiar with Malfoy.

……

After a while, Hermione and the other young wizards came out of the cubicle where a third-year Slytherin student was.

This time, in addition to the known news, we also obtained information about the Sorting Ceremony. According to the third-year Slytherin senior, last year's Sorting Ceremony was about fighting a troll, and the year before that was under the influence of an adult fire dragon. Survive an attack for 3 minutes.

The year before last, when he entered school, the most difficult test was to escape the pursuit of ten werewolves in the school's forbidden forest. Only a dozen people died among the young wizards who enrolled in that class.

Several people lowered their heads and prepared to return to their compartments in despair. At that moment, a young wizard who was also a first-year student passed by the corridor of the train.

"Hi, are you freshmen too? My name is Dean Thomas!"

Thomas greeted several people enthusiastically and wanted to make a few more friends before school started.

"Are you able to use first-year magic proficiently at the age of three or four?"

"Can you carry a mountain of magic books on your back?"

"Can you survive the attack of an adult fire dragon for 3 minutes?"

"Can you kill a troll?" Ron asked several questions as soon as he raised his head.

"Gudong... No, you can't!" Thomas swallowed, and even the hairs on his hair stood up.

He didn't understand why they all seemed to be young wizards who hadn't entered school yet, so they suddenly asked such terrifying questions.

"Then wish yourself well. I hope you can survive the Hogwarts sorting examination!" Ron patted Thomas on the shoulder, and the latter's legs went limp, as if he was scared to pee on the spot.

No, no one told me that the entrance exam is so dangerous!

Just as he was about to ask, he realized that Ron and the others had already walked away. Thomas held on to the wall next to him tremblingly: "No, I have to go find someone to ask!"

Soon, one spreads to ten, and ten spreads to a hundred!

News about Hogwarts preschool education and the Hogwarts branch assessment suddenly spread among the newly admitted little wizards.

Then some people began to ask the senior students they knew. When these senior students heard this question, they all showed a hint of surprise at first, and then began to brag about their outstanding performance in the sorting ceremony.

What a hand-tearing fire dragon!

What a blow to kill a hundred thousand eight-legged spiders in one breath!

What about wrestling with ten trolls at the same time!

How to subdue a poisonous leopard with one hand!

All kinds of outrageous feats that even adult wizards cannot do are spread among a group of first-year freshmen, making every first-year freshman tremble with fear.

In the end, it was even reported that he had a duel with Grindelwald, the first generation Dark Lord who had been imprisoned in Nurmengard for decades.

On the opposite side were the senior students who were as happy as if they were celebrating a festival.

It has been a long-established tradition to scare new wizards, but in previous years it was just a little exaggerated.

Where can it be as fun as this year!

A newborn magic riot, proficient in using first-grade magic at the age of three, and memorized all the books in Flourish and Blotts before entering school?

Is this the average level of first-year Hogwarts students?

Is this still something a normal wizard can think of?No one in the entire magic world can do it, right?

Facing the questions from familiar little wizards, all the senior students laughed so hard that their stomachs ached, but on the surface they still followed tradition and pretended to be like "no one can't even do this".