Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The journey with friends was warm. Although the heavy rain caused the temperature of the entire carriage to drop several degrees, the girls wearing robes and holding wands did not feel the impact of the sudden drop in temperature.

They chatted about interesting things during the holidays, from the French vampire duke who liked to eat Mao Xuewang, a unique Chinese delicacy, to the Ministry of Magic who was caught off guard when the Quidditch World Cup was played. Of course, the most important thing was the competition.

"Although it's embarrassing." Emilia commented, "But it's still worth it." "

"I didn't know you also liked watching Quidditch matches." Claudia kept popping out snacks like a treasure chest, while Mr. Black snored in her robe.

"This is a way of socializing." Emilia said, "Besides, this is a rare competition within the country. Almost everyone will go, right?"

Claudnia, who was excluded from everyone, had a long face.

"That's right, everyone will go." Helles praised her, "I believe that during this period after school starts, people are either talking about the World Cup or the Ministry of Magic."

Then this is intentional!

Claonia learned from the experience and decided never to miss any large-scale gatherings in the future, even in the name of exploring customs - after all, except for the Daily Prophet, there are few reporters on the front line in the magical world, let alone dv machine or game disc burned.

Oh my god, isn't this a great way to make money? !

"Didn't anyone think about recording the game?"

"That's too expensive." Helles shrugged, "Who has such powerful magic power? And it's only used in this kind of place?"

No wonder wizards don't have movies or anything. Claudia suddenly thought that what Mr. Weasley wanted to know most was why planes could fly in the sky.

She always took it for granted that not everything in the magical world would be known to people in the magical world——

Isn't this a curse of knowledge? Wizards have not yet thought of a convenient long-term imaging method - after all, magic photos can record a short period of time, just like a DVD that can only record a few consecutive seconds - and because of the characteristics of magic photos, sometimes the scene is not Must be completely restored. After all, the parties involved in the incident may not want to reveal some of their privacy.

It’s like this. The camera in the magical world can record continuous images, but if the protagonist discovers it during imaging, the protagonist in the photo may show a side you don’t want to see:

For example, if you want to secretly take a picture of your friend who is about to fall off the bed while sleeping, and the entire image is captured, but when the image is formed, your friend wakes up and is discovered, the picture you take is probably not of your friend falling off the bed. situation - you most likely can only see a huge bulge hidden under the quilt at the bottom of the bed while he pulls the sheets.

It's interesting. But people are too lazy to study more convenient things because of the convenience of magic.

Claonia thinks this is a good breakthrough, but unfortunately the most important thing now is not how to expand the business territory, or let people who do not have the convenience of magic contribute their wisdom.

She tried yawning to relax, and it worked, and she began to understand why dogs yawn to relieve themselves when they feel embarrassed.

In order to make sure nothing goes wrong, the girls got together to recheck their transcripts, of course, more to help Emilia.

Chatting about this and that topic, except for meeting the loud-voiced Mr. Baker who insisted on playing the role of a villain halfway, the journey to school was so smooth.

Outside the station, a scrawny horse-like creature was waiting outside. Claonia wore a wet waterproof coat and rubbed against each other in a friendly manner with the Thestral, and then she let out a dissatisfied scolding sound after being hugged under the clothes. Under the supervision of Mr. Black, he got into the carriage without any danger.

Mr. Black hated any extra drop of water falling on his fur.

The carriage moved very smoothly, but it was still not suitable for reading, so they had no choice but to continue chatting about "other topics" they had talked about on the train.

"I really can't believe that in my lifetime, ah no, I was lucky enough to see such a grand event while I was in school." Amelia continued the topic that was interrupted by the roaring whistle when she got out of the car, "Listen He said Krum might come!"

"Is there a school exchange meeting?" Claudia asked. She was really interested in this. "I haven't heard of it."

"It is to restart an ancient sport. It is said that it has not been held again for many years." Emilia was in high spirits and felt passionate about the upcoming sports meeting. It seemed that when she mentioned these things, she felt unhappy. It disappeared automatically.

She is so easy to coax. Claudia is also looking forward to this sports meeting.

She thought it would be best to have an exchange opportunity with Ilvermorny, which would give her a chance to learn more about the magical makeup of America.

She was very interested in the strange wand-making technology in Lockhart's story, but without the introduction of relevant people, it would be a bit rude to move forward with a big thorn.

As soon as they got off the carriage, the students began to gather together, and the girls soon started chatting about new topics.

The members of the study group gathered together involuntarily, and some of them established good friendships and even sat together on the train.

Erwin squeezed out from the crowd, and soon a puppy-like smile appeared on his pretendingly indifferent face.

"Clonia!"

"Erwin!" Claudia nodded to him with a smile, "I was just coming to find you!"

"How do you feel?" At this time, Erwin looked a little like a senior again, "I mean owl."

“Meeted my expectations.”

People walked into the auditorium refreshed, but the younger wizards may not have mastered the drying spell yet, so they stuck together wetly, leaving a large pool of water stains on the entrance hall. This is a good opportunity to win favor!

The children looked at each other. Several enthusiastic Slytherins stood out from the crowd, and people marched toward the wet students in the lower years, waving their wands to make them dry again.

The platinum-blonde Malfoy blocked the front with his thin body, and Claudia helped him move his hair that was messed up by the rain to prevent the drying spell from turning his hairstyle into a bird's nest.

The girls shook their slightly damp hair nonchalantly.

"Boys always make things difficult for themselves." The delicate-looking girl curled the ends of her straight hair, "We are not stupid."

Draco Malfoy had no objection to this, which was rare. Normally, he would probably yell at Pansy for describing it.

Claudia followed his gaze and saw that he was making faces in the direction of Harry Potter with great energy.

"Breaking~" He shouted softly and maliciously, and Clooney watched helplessly as Ron's finger was about to raise a mosaic.

"Okay." Clooney pulled the hood back onto Draco's "noble" hair and turned him around.