HP meets at Hogwarts

In the afternoon, Neville Longbottom passed the cubicle. After seeing Harry and Ron, he excitedly opened the door of the cubicle and walked in.

"You must have been to the World Cup, didn't you?" Neville asked, looking anxiously at Harry and Ron.

"Yeah," said Ron, "look at this, Neville..." Ron showed him his model.

"Granny doesn't want to go," said Neville pitifully. "Won't buy a ticket. Ah, it looks great. Can you tell me about the World Cup?"

"Of course.." said Harry and Ron together, and they chatted from the tent camp before the World Cup to the game.

"Oh, we saw him up there! Krum! So close," said Ron excitedly. "We're in the top box…"

"This is the only time in your life, Weasley."

Draco Malfoy appeared at the door, followed by Crabbe and Goyle.They both seem to have grown at least another foot this summer.

Clearly, they had overheard the conversation through the compartment door, which Neville hadn't shut securely.

"It seems we didn't invite you in, Malfoy," said Harry coldly.

"Weasley...what's that?" Malfoy asked, pointing to Piggy's owl cage.There was a worn maroon dress gown with moldy ruffles at the collar and matching lace at the cuffs.

Ron tried to hide the robe, but Malfoy was faster than him, grabbed the sleeve and pulled hard.

"Look at this!" Malfoy was overjoyed, holding up Ron's robes to show Crabbe and Goyle, "Weasley, do you want to wear clothes like this, huh? I mean—they It was still very fashionable around the 90s of the eighteenth century..."

"Go away, Malfoy!" said Ron - blushing the same color as his dress robes, snatching them from Malfoy's hands.Malfoy let out a series of high-pitched jeers, and Crabbe and Goyle smirked too, their voices harsh and harsh.

"Why... you want to participate too, Weasley? You also want to try your hand and add glory to your family? You know, it has something to do with money... If you win, you have money Bought some decent robes..."

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked angrily.

"Would you like to go?" Malfoy repeated. "I suppose you would, Potter? You never miss a chance to show off, do you?"

"Either explain what you said, or walk away, Malfoy." Hermione said impatiently, looking up from the "Standard Spells, Level [-]" she was reading.

A smile of delight flitted across Malfoy's pale face.

"Don't you know?" he said cheerfully. "Your father and your brother both work for the Ministry of Magic, and you don't know? My God, my father told me a long time ago... from Conley Nafudge Saying it. Anyway, Dad's contacts are all high-ranking figures in the Ministry of Magic... Maybe your dad is too low-ranking to have the right to know, Weasley... Yes, that's right... They probably never talk about important things in front of him topic……"

"Draco, would you please turn down your volume? And you're making such a big deal about your dad telling you about an important secret event that hasn't been signed yet, from the Minister of Magic I learned that, I think the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement must be very interested in this leak, what do you think?" An said lightly, without looking up, her gaze was still on the book she was reading.

"Stoke?" Malfoy noticed Ann sitting in the far corner of the car, as if he was frightened by Ann's words, or because he lost every fight with Ann thoroughly, he hesitated for a while , and finally dropped a sentence, "Huh, Stoke, you just hang out with these messy people..." He gestured to Crabbe and Goyle, and the three disappeared together.

Ron stood up angrily, "What is a messy person? Oh? His father only contacts high-level figures in the Ministry of Magic? Huh! My father can be promoted at any time...he just likes his current position..."

He slammed the compartment door shut, but with such force that the glass on the door shattered.

An tilted her head and glanced at the broken glass on the ground, then returned her gaze to the book.

"Ron!" Hermione scolded, she glanced at Ann, pulled out her wand, and said in a low voice: "Restored as before!" The broken glass pieces automatically joined together into a complete glass, and returned to the door frame superior.

"Ann, your aunt or uncle will definitely tell you! What exactly is going to be held at Hogwarts?" Ron sat down on his seat and asked Ann.

Turning over a page of the book, Ann answered casually, "You guessed wrong, they really didn't tell me... Uncle Aaron originally planned to tell me, but Aunt Dinah said at the time that it hadn't been confirmed yet, and later because of the World Cup They didn't have time to talk to me, and I didn't ask..."

When Ron heard that Ann's aunt and uncle didn't tell her, his mood improved a lot, but then he had another question, "Why? Ann, aren't you curious?"

Because I know what the event is without asking, so why bother two busy people.

"Not curious..." Ann said.

Ron, Neville and Harry looked at each other and fell silent.Then the car returned to the scene where Harry, Neville and Ron started talking about Quidditch, while Hermione and Ann started reading.

But Hermione seemed to have lost the concentration she had when she was reading a book, and she secretly glanced at Ann from time to time.

After an afternoon of traveling, the Hogwarts Express finally arrived.The car door opened, thunder rumbled in the air, and the rain poured down.

The rest of the carriages rushed out into the rain, covering their heads with cloaks and robes, to the carriage bays outside the station.

"The nasty weather..." An mumbled, took out an umbrella from her school bag and opened it, and looked back when she was about to walk into the rain.And obviously, none of the Gryffindor trio had an umbrella.

Children nowadays are really careless, and they are not afraid of getting caught in the rain and catching a cold. Oh, well, it might be a cool thing for them to be exposed to the rain at this age. Ann remembered that several Quidditch matches were played in violent storms ongoing.

He took out another umbrella from his schoolbag, and Ann handed it to Harry, "There's only one umbrella left, you and Ron share one." Saying this, Ann turned the umbrella to the door of the car, looked at Hermione and said , "Hermione, I'll share a handful with you..."

Hermione nodded, didn't speak, and hid under the umbrella held by Ann. Due to the darkness, no one noticed that Hermione's ears were all red.

A huge figure stood at the head of the platform, calling out to the first-years, "First-years! First-years, come here! We're going to Hogwarts Castle by boat according to tradition..."

Seeing Harry and others, he waved to Harry again, "Hello, Harry! If we are not drowned, see you at the banquet!"

An looked at the short and short freshman sympathetically, and sighed, "Wow, ferrying across the lake in this weather is really an exciting experience..."

Climbing into the carriage pulled by thestrals outside the station, An felt relieved, the rain was really heavy, even with an umbrella, there was still a lot of drizzle.

The long carriage started rumbling along the path leading to Hogwarts Castle, splashing water all the way.

When Ann arrived at the gate of the castle, there were already many students waiting in the foyer, and many of them were drenched in water, shaking the drops of water from their hair.

But some people seemed to think they weren't wet enough. Peeves was floating in the air, holding a few big red balloons, which were filled with water, and he was throwing them around.

Professor McGonagall's angry voice came from the auditorium, "Peves, come down!" But the ground was so wet that she almost fell, which undoubtedly made Peeves laugh even more wildly.

"I didn't do anything!" Peeves giggled, and threw a water bomb at several fifth-grade girls—the girls rushed into the auditorium screaming in fright, "Anyway, they're already wet, yes Right? Hey, little hairy boy! Give me a shot!"

He picked up another water bomb and aimed it at a group of second graders who had just entered.But the bomb exploded not far from Ann's feet, and Ann was almost splashed with water, and she couldn't help but glared at Peeves viciously.

Peeves was holding two water balloons and was stunned. At this moment, Professor McGonagall yelled, "I'm going to call the headmaster! Peeves, I'm warning you..."

Peeves stopped smiling, and whized up the marble stairs with two balloons in his arms.

"Okay, let's go!" Professor McGonagall said sternly to the drenched crowd, "into the auditorium, hurry up!"

As the crowd walked into the auditorium, Hermione lowered her voice and asked in Ann's ear, "Ann, why did I feel that Peeves was afraid of you just now?"

"Ah? Really?" Ann said calmly, "How is it possible? Peeves is so mischievous, he must have left because he was afraid of Professor Dumbledore...Okay, without further ado, I'm going to The Slytherin table..."

Hermione stared at Ann's back for a while before walking towards the Gryffindor table.

The auditorium was as splendid as ever, and it had been decorated for the banquet of Xin Xuesi.Hundreds of candles floated above the table, illuminating gold plates and goblets.The four long college tables were already filled with chattering students.There was a fifth table at the top of the auditorium, and the staff sat one by one on one side of the table, facing their students.

"Ann!" Fanny waved to Ann while sitting at the Slytherin table, "Here!"

"Hey! Good evening, Fanny." Ann sat down beside Fanny.

"Well, why aren't you getting wet?" asked Fanny, glancing at the other people in the seats. "They were all getting wet from the rain, and I thought you would be too. And," said Fanny, lowering her He raised his voice, "The three Malfoys were hit by Peeves' water bomb just now... I heard them saying..."

An glanced at the three of Malfoy, they were loudly scolding Peeves for his bad behavior, and accused the bloody Barrow that Peeves should be severely punished.

"I brought an umbrella..." Ann said, "Later Peeves was threatened by Professor McGonagall, so I was very lucky...By the way, why didn't you come to participate in the World Cup? I sent you a letter during the summer vacation and didn't reply?"

"Hmm..." Fanny grimaced, "Stop talking, I was dragged out by my parents to participate in parties, to represent our family in other European royal family gatherings, as well as the opening ceremonies of various events in New Zealand and Australia...during the World Cup They are busier at work..every day they don't know which continent they will be on tomorrow..."

"Well, well...then I forgive you for not replying to my letter..." Ann said.

At this time, the door of the auditorium opened, and everyone immediately fell silent.Professor McGonagall led a long line of first-years to the top of the hall.After the Sorting Hat sang, when Professor McGonagall read the name of the person starting with P, Ann couldn't wait to pick up the knife and fork, and at the same time stared at Professor McGonagall's mouth, hoping that the other party could read it faster.

After Professor McGonagall picked up the Sorting Hat and the small stool and took them away, Ann stared at Dumbledore's face again.

Professor Dumbledore stood up.He looked at all the classmates with a smile, opened his arms, and made a welcoming gesture. "I have only two words for you," he said, his voice echoing in the auditorium, "Eat!"

An quickly turned her head, grabbed a piece of roasted mutton with cumin and put it in her mouth with a fork.At the same time, I did not forget to serve a bunch of apple juice.

The author has something to say:

On the second day of junior high school, did you go to pay New Year's greetings?Anyway, the author accompanied his parents to the homes of more than N relatives, and many relatives did not know each other...

PS: By the way, hurry up and guess who Ann will dance with at the Christmas party...