Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

After arriving home, Ms. Daphne quickly laid out the cat's supplies and placed the cat's bamboo nest next to the sofa in the living room. He brought a bowl of water and took a sip in front of Blake's eyes.

Mr. Albert carefully placed the big cat on the bamboo nest, and took the water from Ms. Daffin and placed it in front of it. But after doing this they walked away. The black cat opened its squinted eyes to observe the new environment.

Clowney wanted to go right away to see how Blake was adapting and whether he liked his new home. But now she has to put away her school supplies first. She hugged her new books and began to climb the stairs. The strong Mr. Albert followed behind and helped carry other things up. By the time they were done, Mr. Black had finished a large bowl of water and was eating the chicken breast that Ms. Daffin had cooked for him.

"It's very kind, right?" Crowney asked proudly.

Ms. Daphne nodded and praised: "He is really good at drinking and eating."

"It's still early now. We can rest for a while, then do something we like, and finally wait for today's dinner." Ms. Duffin picked up a thick book and shook it at Crowney - that It’s Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them!

"Mom! When did you take it away!" Claudius exclaimed.

Mr. Albert also walked over quietly with two books in his arms, but Clooney didn't see clearly what books he was holding.

Ms. Daphne smiled playfully and sat on the single sofa by the window to read a book.

Crowney wasn't ready to read just yet. She sat on the floor next to Blake's nest, gave Blake a sniff of her hand, and then gently scratched his chin. She listened to the big cat purring and thought: "Which college should I go to?" Okay? The serious but responsible Professor McGonagall is a Gryffindor professor. She has helped us a lot. I will definitely be happy if I go to her house. "People in Hufflepuff like small animals very much. , some people even do research on animal behavior, and she also likes small animals, so she can meet many like-minded people. Ravenclaw values ​​knowledge, and if she wants to discuss a problem there, there are plenty of people willing to work on it with her. But Slytherin - what they admire is power. I don't understand what power is. If everyone follows power, in what way? What kind of power do you hope to gain? Strength in the Muggle world comes in many forms: Mr. Claude's plump muscles are strength, and he can lift very heavy things in one breath. But his comprehensive arguments in court are also a strength. Ms. Daphne looks very gentle, but she can always provide people with spiritual support when they need it, help them solve problems and understand themselves, which is also a kind of strength. If knowledge is endless and love is inclusive, will different pursuits cause people to diverge? If people in the academy have different pursuits and ideas, this is of course a good thing, but will she not be able to find a partner because of this? And - and Hogwarts is a magic school, the forms of power of the people inside are even more complicated and confusing.

"Any kind of house is fine. Their logos are all cute and the colors are nice." Clooney thought, "But it's best not to be Slytherin. I'm afraid of conflicts and not being able to make friends."

September 1st came quickly, but also slowly, for Clowney. She couldn't wait to go to this mysterious school - especially since this school did not require literature, mathematics, or any special talents. Although mathematics is also interesting, sometimes the repeated calculations make her lose interest, and it is difficult for her to focus on this subject for a long time. But she didn't finish the newly bought books from the magical world. She only briefly read the school history, briefly read the textbooks with words she had never seen before, and secretly tried some elementary school books. of magic - Mr. Albert told her that, except during this holiday, she would never be able to perform magic like this outside of school until she was an adult.

For Mr. Black, this time is neither long nor short. He had just adapted to this new home, and now he was about to change to an unknown place. But he didn't seem to care at all. Blake finally had two ounces of flesh on his body, and his body looked even bigger, and his size looked even more terrifying than an adult corgi. During this time, his weight increased rapidly, like a balloon beginning to be inflated, and his charming golden eyes became more energetic, as if they occasionally flashed with a golden light. His limbs were covered with newly grown muscles - when he was lying there with one paw sticking out of the cat's nest, his arm muscles were even sunken like a bodybuilder...

"Platform nine and three-quarters..." Mr. Albert muttered. He got up early, prepared everything for Clooney in advance, and drove Clooney to King's Cross Station. Ms. Duffin was unable to come because she had a temporary visitor to the clinic.

"You have to go through a pillar," Crowney said. "There are a lot of pillars here."

Mr. Albert looked up at the station sign: indeed, there was no platform with Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, only Platforms Nine and Ten, but there were several support columns between the platforms.

Mr. Albert counted, then stopped at a large partition.

"This is three-quarters of the way from Platform 9 to the taxi stand." He touched the wall uncertainly, "It should be this place."

But he was a little unsure because what he touched was a solid wall. Some people around looked at him strangely, thinking there was something new that made him groping the wall so seriously.

"Mom - look - is this our new baby?" Two voices came out at the same time, "It's a - Muggle - little wizard!"

Clooney turned her head and saw two red-haired boys who looked exactly the same looking in her direction with smiles, with a short and plump lady chasing them hard behind her.

"Hello! Miss!" one of the boys said, "What are you doing?"

"Fred! George!" The lady panted and caught up, "What are you doing!! Why don't you wait for us?"

It was only then that Clooney saw two red-headed boys behind the Fat Lady. One of them looked at the two red-haired boys in front of him with a serious face, and the other smiled sheepishly at Clooney.

"Hello." Clooney responded immediately, "My dad and I want to go to platform nine and three-quarters, but we don't know if it's here."

The lady immediately changed from angry to amiable: "Hello kid, this is it."

Mr. Albert shook hands with the lady and said hello.

"We're about to go too!" the lady said eagerly, "It's your first time going to Hogwarts too! Fred and George are also new students!" She pointed at the two cheerful people in front of her. The red-haired boy said.

"You just need to walk towards this partition wall, and just rush straight in!" The lady said, "Don't worry! If you are afraid, just close your eyes!"

"Sorry, madam, can I come in?" Mr. Albert asked when the lady finished speaking. "My child is traveling alone for the first time. I think if possible, I want to stay with her until she goes to bed." car."

"Of course!" The lady showed no trace of impatience, "You are a Muggle! If so, you can go in with this girl by putting your arm around her shoulders!"

"It's so rare! To meet such a careful father like you!" The lady sighed, "We can demonstrate it for you first."

"Thank you very much!" Mr. Albert said sincerely.

The taciturn and serious boy nodded to them and was the first to push the trolley and disappear over the partition wall.

"Then let's see you inside~" One of the lively boys blinked at Clooney excitedly, "I'm Fred!"

"Don't worry! Charge bravely!" Another boy also added lively, "I am Fred!"

The lady followed him into the partition wall.

"Let's go too," said Mr. Albert. His palms held Clooney's shoulders tightly, squeezing Blake into a puddle of cat cake, and then slowly ran towards the partition wall while counting down with Clooney.

When Clooney opened his eyes, the red-haired gentlemen and ladies looked at them kindly. There were people coming and going in the station, and cats of all colors shuttled around people's feet.

Mr. Albert hurriedly let go of his hand, and Blake turned around and patted Mr. Albert's straight suit with dissatisfaction, making a loud "snap!"

Clooney wanted to laugh a little when she heard this voice - she could imagine what the situation would be like.

And the twin brothers had already started laughing so hard: "Our princess also has a black knight!"

The red-haired boys made their way through the crowd, walked to an empty carriage, and got on the train one by one. The Fat Lady shouted at the twins: "Stop doing the pranks! Fred! George!!! Do you hear that!!!"

The twins got into the car as if they were running away and didn't seem to hear anything. But after a while, two furry heads popped out and responded: "I understand, Mom!"

Mr. Albert helped Clowney carry his luggage and got out of the car: "You can get along well with your new friends."

Clooney turned around before getting into the car. Mr. Albert was standing next to the fat lady, waving to her with an OK gesture. So she got into the car with confidence.

"Goodbye daddy!" said Clowney.

"Goodbye Lenny!" said Mr. Albert.