Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The taciturn red-haired boy soon parted from them - he was going to find his friends. The other red-haired boy didn't stay long. He just told the two boys not to mess around and walked towards other carriages. . The two red-haired boys, Lively and Clooney, found an empty carriage. Clooney looked out the window. Mr. Albert was talking to the enthusiastic lady and did not notice her sight. After Mr. Black came out of the backpack, the cat alone occupied more than half of the bench. He was wagging his tail and staring at the two children he had just met.

"Hey! Meet us officially!" one of the red-haired boys shouted, "I'm Fred Weasley, nice to meet you, you can call me Fred!"

Clooney stretched out her hand to shake hands with Fred. The boy enthusiastically held her right hand and shook it up and down. She was about to respond when, almost at the same time, her left hand was also held. .

"I'm George Weasley, nice to meet you," another boy said, "You can call me George."

"Your cat is so beautiful," George added.

"My name is Clooney Albert, gentlemen, I'm glad to meet you too." Clooney laughed, "You can call me Clooney! The black cat gentleman next to you is Black. "

"Hello Claudine! Hello Blake!" the two brothers said in unison. They were still holding Clooney's hands and shaking them up and down, making Clooney feel a little silly - which made her want to laugh again.

Black Cat Black yawned as a greeting and watched the two young men shaking their arms with half-open eyes.

"I think, maybe, our hands are stuck!" Suddenly, Fred shouted in panic.

George looked shocked too, his mouth wide open - he let go of Claudine's hand and tried to shake it up and down.

Clooney didn't exert any effort at all, and the hands she originally wanted to hold had long since been loosened by George's shaking - their hands were indeed stuck together!

"When did this happen!" she asked anxiously, "What should I do? I have never encountered such a thing!"

"It seems we can only stay like this for the time being." Fred said distressedly, his face wrinkled up, like a little old man, staring at Clooney and studying their connected palms in panic - - They seemed to be growing on top of each other - but it didn't hurt at all.

Because of this, she missed the mischievous smiles of triumph that Fred and George secretly wore.

Black cat Black closed his eyes and buried his head in his stomach to rest.

"Don't worry Clooney, the professors will find a way when we get to school." George said, "Sit over here first!"

The twins pulled her to sit on the floor

Clooney also felt that it was too silly to raise her hands like this, so she followed the two people's strength and squeezed in between the two of them - she admitted that it looked silly - but it was better than standing there stupidly. Much. If someone opened the door of the carriage and looked inside, they would definitely think that the people in the carriage were abnormal, because they seemed to be practicing some kind of cult martial arts at this time.

"Does this happen often in the wizarding world?" Crowney sighed.

"Well! No!" George explained with an exaggerated expression, "That's why many people like to wear gloves, because when wizards and wizards shake hands, their hands often stick together due to the exchange of magic!"

"At this time, special magic is needed to separate them!"

Crowney nodded, thinking that made sense. She thought that magic might be like the electromagnetic force in the Muggle world - things that are electrified will also have a strong attraction - and the same is true for people with magic powers, and she never read it in the books she bought. There is a mantra that solves this problem.

"This must require very advanced magic." She thought, "Wizards are really pitiful, because when they were young, they couldn't freely make friends by shaking hands."

"Fortunately, mom and dad are not wizards, so we can hold hands freely and anytime, anywhere." She secretly felt happy.

"Oh, this is really unspeakable." She sighed again.

"Stop sighing, Crowney!" Fred said, "How much do you know about Hogwarts? We can tell you about Hogwarts!"

"I watched Hogwarts: A History of the School, and the professor from the magic school also introduced it to me! There are four colleges in the school! Right!" Clooney quickly turned his attention to the new problem Come up.

"Yes~ that's right~ you are really a smart and studious little wizard!" George and Fred slapped Clooney on the head with their unglued hands. "Tell me which college you want to go to. ?”

"I don't know," said Clowney. "I like every house, but I think I might be a Ravenclaw."

"Our whole family is Gryffindor!" the twins said in unison, "We must also go to Gryffindor! Why don't you come to Gryffindor with us? This way we can always play together!"

"If I could choose by myself, then I would go to Gryffindor!" Clooney said happily. She was very happy to finally be able to make the next decision. "I really don't know how Hogwarts is sorted."

"Our brother is from Hogwarts, but they never tell us." The twins shrugged, and led Clooney's arms to shrug, and he grinned widely, "Maybe it's because Fighting someone, maybe a test - who knows?"

"I hope it won't be too difficult." Clooney said distressedly, and she began to worry about the house exams and house duels again.

Time passed quickly while chatting, and when it was almost twelve o'clock, there was a rattling noise from the corridor. A woman with a nice smile and dimples pushed past the boxes and asked, "Honey, do you want to buy some food on the car?"

But when she saw the scene in the carriage, her eyes widened: "What's wrong with you? Why are you sitting on the ground?"

"Hello, ma'am." Crowney blushed, "I don't know about the little problems that often occur in the wizarding world, we-" George and Fred immediately covered her mouth, and then they were glued to each other. The hand fell off easily.

"We are just playing! Madam!" the twins replied in unison.

"Oh! Oh! Then you have to be more careful." The lady narrowed her eyes and said, "Do you want some food?"

"Let me see! Madam!" Clooney got through the hands that covered her mouth and said to the lady without looking back, "Do you have any recommendations?"

Clooney selected all these strange foods, handed the lady a gold galleons and three copper Knuts according to her quotation, then carried them all into the box and poured them into Mr. Black's box. There are no occupied seats.

The two lively boys didn't say a word until the saleswoman closed the carriage door.

Clooney's ears flushed and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Don't you have anything to explain?"

The two naughty boys looked at each other and then looked away, as if they didn't know what to say. Without waiting for their response, Clooney sat on his seat, hugged the snacks and began to unpack them.

"Okay, this is actually a joke." George scratched his head, "We didn't know it would end up like this."

"We're sorry," Fred said sweetly.

Clooney calmed down for a while and laughed. She never thought that she would be fooled by such an unreasonable thing, and she used electromagnetism to explain the principle. She felt that she had become stupid when she came to the magical world.

The two boys breathed a sigh of relief, and then put their arms around each other again.

"What's the principle behind this?" Clowney asked, "You have deceived me miserably."

"Ordinary sticky balls! Our own invention!" the boys said proudly.

"But I'm still sorry, Clooney. We didn't mean to embarrass you, we just wanted to have a little joke with you - if anything happens in the future, we will definitely help you!"

"Of course, even if this didn't happen, we would still help you."

Clooney took out a bag of cat food from one pocket, rolled up the bag and placed it next to Blake.

"Then let's have something to eat together?" Clooney asked, "I'll forgive you first. Your pranks are also very interesting, but the accident that happened in the end made me not happy."

"My mom also prepared some sandwiches and jerky for me."

The boys each took out a bag from their pockets and looked at each other and stretched out their hands: "Oh, this is such a coincidence, we also have sandwiches."

So they exchanged some of each other's food.

"Your mother's cooking is really good." At this moment, Clooney couldn't remember who they were, but she still nodded, "Your mother's cooking is also very good, and the corned beef tastes delicious."

While eating, she studied these newly bought snacks.

She picked up a package of vivid frog chocolates and just opened it. The frog inside came to life and began to crawl around. "What is this?" Crowney quickly swallowed the last bit of sandwich in her mouth - she had almost dropped her sandwich just now.

"This is the chocolate frog." said the little boy on Crowney's left. She guessed he was George. "He jumped once and wouldn't move again. This is magic chocolate."

Looking at Crowney's expression, he added: "Of course, they are not related to real frogs in any way."

Clooney grabbed the struggling frog and put it on the boy's hand: "I just feel a little guilty, so I won't try it for now."

Then Clooney found a picture inside, in which an old man with a crooked nose winked his right eye playfully at her. Under the frame it read: Albus Dumbledore.

"He seems to be a very interesting person." Clooney turned over the card to see what was on the back of the card, and slowly scanned the text on the back of the card.

"He is also a Gryffindor graduate!" the boy on the right said, "If you like him, you should come to Gryffindor!"