if i am not me

Ron stared at the closed sliding door dumbfounded, and after a while he murmured, "Why..." There would be such a girl.The second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat, but his expression had fully expressed what he wanted to say perfectly.Harry shook his head amusedly. These two people are destined to be lovers of joy. Whether it was before or now, their beginnings have not changed at all. The only difference is...

"Ron, who is Neville Longbottom you mentioned just now? Why are you so surprised." Harry asked curiously, and Ron's brilliant expression told him that the answer would be very interesting.

"You don't know? Oh - by the way, I almost forgot about you..." It was a Muggle.Swallowing, Ron coughed dryly before continuing, "Neville Longbottom, that's..."... In the following time, Ron was in high spirits and danced as he told Harry the story of "The One Who Lived" The life story of "the boy" Neville Longbottom is described so wonderfully that it seems that he was there in person at that time.As for Harry, after being surprised, he fell into deep thought.

Ever since he couldn't find Harry Potter, he has been faintly aware of the difference in this world. Wormtail still exists, but the "Boy Who Lived" has become Neville. layers envelop it.

"Harry, which college do you think he will go to?" Not noticing Harry's absent-mindedness, Ron said happily, and the previous depression had been thrown into the sky at some point.

"College?" Tilting his head, Harry realized that he never seemed to have considered this question. Subconsciously, he believed that he would be Gryffindor, but...

Ron looked at Harry's puzzled expression, and spontaneously understood that Harry didn't know about it. After all, Harry was Muggle-born, wasn't he?After explaining to Harry carefully, Ron said excitedly, "I guess he's Gryffindor."

"Why?" Although this was an established fact, Harry really wanted to know what made Ron guess so firmly.

"Uh...hehe, I actually hope." Touching his nose, Ron said rather embarrassedly. "By the way, which academy do you think you will be in?"

Shaking his head, Harry put on a rare bitter face, "I don't know, what about you?"

"Should be Gryffindor, our family is from there, I don't know what they will say if I don't go there. Of course, I don't think it's particularly bad to go to Ravenclaw, but Please don't put me in Slytherin."

Raising his eyebrows, Harry followed Ron's words and asked, "Is Slytherin bad?" Now he is no longer naive to judge the pros and cons of each house, but when he hears such remarks again, it is inevitable that he will Can't help but ask the previous question.

"You can't say that..." Ron stopped talking, and lowered his voice, "Actually, it's because many famous dark wizards came from that academy, just like that... god... the mysterious man. "

"Mysterious man? That's the one you mentioned just now..." Harry blinked in horror, and lowered his voice cooperatively.

Nodding his head hastily, Ron spread his hands, "You see, that's why I don't want to go. And some people in that academy are quite annoying."

But Ron didn't expect that his unintentional words would arouse Harry's uneasiness. After thinking for a long time, Harry stared at Ron and said, "Ron... If, I mean, if I get into Slater Lin, does that mean I can't be friends with you?" If the answer is yes, maybe he will threaten the sorting hat to sort him into Gryffindor.

Ron obviously didn't think of this possibility, so he was stunned for a long time before he realized the uneasiness hidden in Harry's question.Looking at the black-haired boy in front of him, the green eyes of his first friend besides his family were full of sincerity, melancholy and a touch of fear, and there was an unreasonable impulse and pride in his heart, which made Ron When he realized it, he had already grabbed Harry's hand, "How is it possible, that's what I said. Even if you enter Slytherin, we are still friends."

There was no affectation in Ron's eyes. As a close friend, Harry certainly understood what Ron meant when he spoke with this look, so he smiled, that dazzling smile like the most dazzling sun in June. Reserved for Ron, for their nascent friendship.

Harry's smile made Ron feel a little sluggish for a moment, and a hot feeling crept up his cheeks. Ron hurriedly let go of Harry's hand, "Well, let's change our robes, it should be here soon."

Responding cheerfully, Harry made no effort to hide his good mood. He walked to the box, and with difficulty he turned the robe out of the box and changed it on.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the private room, Harry quickly put on his robe and poked his head out, trying to see what happened.

However, the matter seemed to be over, and Harry only had time to see the back of the platinum-haired boy being protected by two boys who were too tall and burly for a first-year student. It was Draco.Thinking of Ron behind him, Harry gave up the idea of ​​going up to say hello.God knows if the two of them will repeat history. Out of his love for peace, he decided not to stir up any more incidents.

"What happened?" Ron asked muffled, still changing his robe.

Harry turned around nonchalantly, shaking his head.He really didn't see what happened, but he could guess - based on the few words he heard just now, it must be Draco who went to greet Neville.

At this moment, a voice suddenly echoed on the train, "The train will arrive at Hogwarts in 5 minutes, please leave your luggage on the train."

Ron's expression changed, and the face under the freckles turned pale.Harry knew where his nervousness was coming from, because he was, too.Looking at each other silently, they quietly felt the train's slowing speed until it finally stopped.

They have arrived.

All of a sudden, the originally quiet carriage became noisy, and the students rushed to the door, and Harry and Ron followed everyone's footsteps and got out of the car.The cold night made Harry shiver when he just got out of the car, but he didn't care. He took a deep breath of the damp and cold air, and the familiar smell of earth almost made him cry.In the distance, a lamp was shaking above the students' heads, and loud shouts kept coming out: "First-year students! First-year students, come here!"

It's Hagrid.Staggering and squeezing in front of him, Harry looked at him quietly—still with the same messy beard, wearing a coat made of the fur of an unknown beast, this tall half-giant greeted the stupid newborn with all hands and feet them.

"Come on, follow me, are there any first-year freshmen? Watch out for your feet, okay! First-year freshmen come with me!"

Slipperily following behind Hagrid, the group of them stumbled onto the path that only freshmen would walk.Now Harry, regardless of his eyesight or physical condition, he can walk on this kind of road like walking on the ground, but other children are not as easy as he is.The surroundings were pitch black except for the light in Hagrid's hand, and the little starlight could not provide them with more light sources. Harry held Ron tightly by his hand to prevent him from slipping into the , while his eyes looked around restlessly.

Surrounded by familiar old faces, Harry couldn't help but smile slightly as he scanned the childish faces carefully.Suddenly, the boy who walked in front of him slipped and was about to fall. Harry stretched out his hand quickly to hold him steady.

"Oh, thank you." The tone of casual tone despite being helped by others made Harry turn his gaze from the dark ground to the face of the boy he was holding on to.The platinum-blonde hair was a little messy, and there was no sign of panic in the bright eyes, but the breezy expression changed slightly when he saw him clearly, and this change undoubtedly pleased Harry.

"Hi, Drake. Long time no see." Harry greeted Drake under Ron's confused eyes, and got a rare smile from Drake, "Long time no see, Harry." Saying that, he walked to Walking beside Harry, he glanced at Ron, who was walking on the other side of Harry.

Keenly catching his sight, Harry immediately took Ron's hand with a smile, and said to Drake: "My good friend, Ron." Then he turned to Ron: "Ron, this is Draco Luke is also my good friend."

They looked at each other calmly, and the two vaguely guessed each other's family from the hair color and appearance of the other. Naturally, they didn't have a good face, but because of Harry who was in the middle with a bright smile on his face, they still He nodded slightly, expressing his friendliness.

"Turning this corner, you will see Hogwarts for the first time soon." Suddenly, Hagrid's loud voice came from not far away, and it didn't take long for a series of exclamations to rise and fall.

At the end of the narrow path is the vast Black Lake. On the other side of the lake stands the majestic Hogwarts Castle on a high hillside. The towers on the castle and the candles that shine like stars Harry couldn't help feeling the beauty and charm of the night view of Hogwarts again.

Coming to the pier by the lake, Hagrid pointed to a fleet of small boats moored by the lake and said loudly, "No more than four people per boat!".Harry, Ron, and Drake naturally all boarded the same boat, and the students one after another found their seats and sat down.At this time, Hermione, who was alone for some reason, stood out on the pier, frowning slightly, Harry smiled and called Hermione's name.

"All aboard?" Hagrid yelled, "Okay—go on!"

Immediately a fleet of small boats sailed across the mirror-smooth surface of the lake.Everyone was silent, staring at the huge castle soaring into the sky.

"Heads down!" Hagrid yelled as the first boats approached the cliff, and everyone bowed their heads obediently.The boat carried them through the curtain of ivy that covered the face of the cliff, and soon came to the hidden and open entrance.They walked down a dark tunnel to the wharf, where they disembarked, climbed up gravel and pebbles, and climbed a flight of steps before the great oaken door.

This long-lost feeling made Harry smile like a child, smelling the various smells in his nose, and the dense magic power made every cell in Harry jump for joy.

Hogwarts, I'm back.