Hogwarts lazy snake

Under Hagrid's leadership, the first grade quickly reached the other side of the lake.

Following the crowd holding kerosene lamps, they walked one after another on a rugged and narrow path surrounded by dense vines.

Hagrid, who is at the front, is telling the story of how the four founding fathers of Hogwarts came here and how they found and founded Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Ron, do you think what Hagrid said is true?"

Harry, who was walking at the front of Horn's team, asked Ron beside him in a low voice with a kerosene lamp, looking around from time to time.

When Hermione, our expert question-answerer, heard the question, she immediately dispelled some of her fear of being in the dark and began her professional explanation:

"According to what is recorded in this book about the school history, there is nothing wrong with what Hagrid said."

"But according to what I learned from another book about the secrets of the castle, Hogwarts was not founded by the four founders. Instead, it was provided by Slytherin and handed over to Ravenclaw and two Hufflepuff ladies for renovation and creation."

"Finally, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff added their own designs to establish the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in this civilized world."

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Listening to Hermione's endless explanation behind him, Ron whispered to Harry with a sour look: "I wonder if she has memorized all the books in her head."

"Hermione is so awesome! I wish I could be like her." Harry thought this was amazing and was very envious.

Horn, who was following behind Hermione, saw and heard all of this and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this was the reality. It was not like what he remembered, that Ron was just an inferior child who only wanted to get Harry's attention.

On the express train, except for Harry, Ron was the most logical and well-reasoned analyst when discussing some spells and magic.

After all, the impoverished poor family was once glorious, and the desolate wizard family is still a family with its own heritage. It's just that it's desolate now, not extinct.

Therefore, Hermione is just a novice wizard who has not practiced much, and Ron is a novice who is immersed in magic. It's just that the halo of his family is too bright and overshadows Ron's talent.

Sometimes it is like this, it’s not that you are not good enough, but that there are people who are better than you. Therefore, people can only keep moving forward and make continuous progress so that others can see your excellence.

Of course, Hermione may become as outstanding as her ancestor Ambot in the future, a member of both a wealthy and aristocratic family.

"Horn, are you really a Muggle-born?"

At this time, Draco Malfoy, who had been following Horn, spoke.

"Well, yes, my father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather, my family for three generations are all Muggles, so who says I am not a Muggle-born."

When Horn heard Malfoy's voice, he remembered that there was also a wizarding family around him. He almost forgot about it if he hadn't said anything.

"I do not believe."

After hearing this, Draco lowered his head and muttered in an inaudible voice. He didn't believe it. You know, the little wizard's magic power in the early stage increased with time.

In less than two months, the young wizard had mastered magic spells to the point where he could cast them silently, and he did that by relying on self-study without any guidance.

Of course Horn heard what Draco said, but he ignored it. Although he didn't know what Draco was thinking, as long as it didn't harm him, that was enough.

The more you explain this kind of thing, the more confusing it becomes. Sometimes you can get through it safely without explaining it.

I know that Draco's father is still connected with Lu Dan.

During the time they were chatting, they had already passed through a winding path covered with vines and came to a sloping road full of stones.

Looking up, you can also see the towering Hogwarts castle.

This time, Hagrid brought the first-year students to a tall wooden door quickly and asked everyone to wait. Soon a professor from the school would come and take everyone into the school for the entrance ceremony.

After explaining everything, he turned around and left in a hurry.

After seeing Hagrid leave, the first-year students began to gather in twos and threes and began to discuss the various things that their elder brothers and sisters had talked about in the admission and sorting ceremonies.

"I heard from my relative's senior who has graduated from Hogwarts that during the entrance ceremony, we have to play hide-and-seek with the giant spider."

"No, I heard from my good friend next door that it's about fighting a troll."

"What you said is definitely not as true as what my mother said. He graduated from Ravenclaw. He said that the Sorting Ceremony was performed in front of the Headmaster and the professors..."

"you are wrong……"

"No, you are wrong."

Listening to the weird things the others were saying and talking about, Horn and the others felt uncomfortable, especially Hermione and Harry, who had no idea which one was true and which one was false.

"Well, my father said..."

"Okay, don't tell me your father said his brother said so. What's the point of making random guesses here? You will know soon."

Horne was also in a state of confusion as he listened to the discussion around him. When he heard Draco want to talk about his father and Ron who was about to say something, he interrupted him.

"But from what I understand, it seems like they are going to go into the water to duel with the mermaid." Horn saw Harry and Hermione looking at him, and his mind became active as he spoke.

Hearing Horn's words, Ron, Hermione, Draco, and even Harry, who had heard in the car that mermaids were different from the mermaids he knew, looked at Horn with horror.

Draco thought that Horn's background should be known, Ron thought it was better to trust Horn than his brother, and Hermione and Harry thought that Horn was so powerful that he would not lie, so they believed it too.

In general, these guys all reached the same result for various reasons, which was to believe Horn's lies.

"Alright, alright, first-year students, be quiet for a moment. I'm your Transfiguration professor. You can call me Professor McGonagall."

Minerva McGonagall, still wearing a green dress and a green pointed wizard hat, opened the door and walked out, introducing herself to the young wizards who were discussing heatedly with a serious face.

Looking at the somewhat frightened expressions in front of me, I know that these little wizards were told about some false information they heard from their elders or from somewhere else.

However, Professor McGonagall did not explain anything, so this could be considered an unwritten little prank.

"Okay, come with me."

After Professor McGonagall said a few words, she turned around and led the group of young wizards through the wooden door, up the stairs, and then to the entrance of the auditorium. During the whole process, the young wizards did not say a word, either because of Professor McGonagall or because of their own fear.

Professor McGonagall said to the little wizards behind her: "We are about to go in and start the admission and sorting ceremony."

"The Sorting Ceremony is an important procedure at your matriculation banquet. It will confirm which school you will go to. Then, for the next seven years, the school will be your home at Hogwarts."

"You will study together, rest in the same dormitory, eat in the same place. You will spend a long life learning magic together."

"Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw, these are the four houses in Hogwarts, each with its own glorious history."

"You will add points to your college as long as you perform well in class, in study, and in life."

"On the contrary, if you behave badly or violate discipline, you will lose points. All the points will be used to gain the glory of your respective colleges."

"College glory is the glory of your respective colleges. It's your own glory! Your glory."

"Now get dressed!"

Professor McGonagall said and stood there, waiting.

In Horn's team, except for Horn, the others were still a little scared about what Horn had just said about the duel with the mermaid, so they were a little absent-minded when they were organizing and remembering it (′?w??`).

"Okay, I'll help you guys out."

Horn suddenly thought of something fun, so he took out his wand and cast a few organizing spells on everyone.

Then Draco, Hermione, Ron and Harry saw Horn waving his wand and chanting spells quickly.

Descaling spell: Clean up - everyone's clothes become clean.

Beauty spell... The man's hairstyle became a slicked-back slicked-back hair, and the woman's hair became slightly curly. Then the top and back of the head were combed into a bunch, fixed with a few braided hairs.

"Wow, can I... I mean can you make it like that for me too?"

At this time, a little girl with two golden braids walked up to Horn and spoke shyly in a low voice.

"Of course, beautiful lady." Horn said and began to wave the wand in his hand and chant the spell.

"that……"

"Me too……"

At this moment, all the girls looked at Hermione and the blonde girl's hairstyle eagerly, and then asked Horn for help.

Even the little boys were looking at Ron and the others, as if they were about to speak.

Horn looked at Professor McGonagall who was standing in front of everyone, and saw her smiling kindly and winking at him.

She nodded slightly in response to Professor McGonagall, and then excitedly began to change the hairstyle of each first-year student.

A few minutes later, Horn was grumbling inwardly as he watched the freshmen in front of him change drastically.

It's really a gorgeous transformation.

"Now line up in two rows, so you can follow me," Professor McGonagall said and turned around.

Then the door in front of Professor McGonagall opened slowly and automatically.

What appeared before the first-year students was a magnificent hall.

Bright candles were floating in the air, and below them sat rows of senior students, who were sitting at four long tables and talking to the first-year students standing outside the door. The two long tables on the top of the auditorium were the teachers' seats, where the professors of the college sat.