The Son of Light of the Snake House

"The train will arrive at Hogwarts in 5 minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train. We will send you to school."

An unfamiliar voice echoed in the air above the carriage, and Daniel didn't observe anything similar to a horn or a broadcasting loudspeaker.He curled his lips.

If there is someone who must ask Daniel to define the magic world that he doesn't understand enough, Daniel's first impression will be four words: Violence.

He had already read all the books he could read about the magic world, such as books such as the Encyclopedia of Spells, and finally came to the conclusion that this was the case.

There are countless spells recorded in the spell book, and nearly half of them are common household spells, such as clear water like a spring, or small spells such as cleaning up; the rest are small joke spells, such as grin Hulala and Tarantella dance; some are more functional spells that are slightly more useful-Luminescence and Feather Fall; The most "dangerous" black magic spell has only a name and aftereffects.

Although Daniel can understand the transformation of magic from combat to life, what he can't understand is the weakening of combat magic—Daniel has always believed that no matter how peaceful it is, darkness will lurk in places where the light cannot shine. Roots grow in the corners.

But the battle magic in this world is also like a joke.

Maybe it's not very good to say that, but sure enough, it's still bad!As long as that so-called mysterious person has a flash of inspiration and develops destructive dark magic such as the resurrection of the dead, can the White Magic Alliance only rely on armor protection or the Patronus Charm to protect themselves?This is ridiculous!

The train stopped, and while Daniel was thinking wildly, he was sandwiched between Harry and Ron, and rushed towards the train door.

The air in the dark night was slightly colder than the warm cabin. Daniel clearly saw Harry in front of him trembled by a gust of wind. A smile appeared on his face, and he immediately retracted it.

"First year! First year come this way! Harry, come this way, how are you?" There was a thunderous voice, and Harry jumped to his feet.

"Hagrid!" The shy boy couldn't say much more than he was smiling, even though it might be too dark to see.

"Come on, come with me, there are still first-years? Watch out for your feet, okay! First-years, come with me!" All the terrified and immature, curious and frightened little bean dings followed Hagrid's lead Stepping, like a group of little penguins who have just climbed out of their eggshells and stumbled over.

Daniel keenly saw several carriages on the other side.Some students who looked slightly older were climbing up to sit down.

Although it is called a carriage, it is really too wrong to call the creature pulling the cart a "horse".

The creature's black fur was tightly attached to the bones, and the bones were clearly visible.Its head resembled that of a dragon, with white eyes without pupils, a long black tail, and wings growing between the shoulder bones.

"It's as if Pegasus has fallen." Daniel murmured, and Harry in front of him caught him.

"What?" he said.

"Oh, it's nothing." Daniel retracted his eyes and patted Harry's thin shoulder. "I'm just looking at the animals pulling the cart over there."

"What animal?" Harry replied unexpectedly, "Isn't the carriage self-driving?"

Daniel was stunned for a moment, and before he could continue to ask, he was squeezed by the crowd and pushed down a steep and narrow road.

"Turn this corner, and you're about to see Hogwarts for the first time."

Daniel tried his best to stand up straight, and before he complained about the school's spicy chicken infrastructure, he saw Hogwarts.

At the end of the path is a large lake, reflecting a deep black sky and dotted with stars.On the hillside opposite the lake is a huge and magnificent castle.There are many spiers and bright lights.Every window shone with a warm glow.

Everything that follows will fall into place.They took a small boat and walked along the lake through tunnels and ivy curtains, and finally arrived at an underground pier.After finally climbing up a section of not-so-long stone steps, everyone gathered in front of a huge oak door.Hagrid raised his huge fist and knocked on the door.

……

Daniel carefully looked at the tattered hat that was singing on a high chair, and the sense of absurdity gradually surged in his heart.

Is this the "Sorting Ceremony" that the serious-faced old female professor just mentioned?

Daniel could hardly help laughing out loud, when can a magic item determine what a person is suitable for learning?It's not even as fast as letting students stand at the four doors and waiting for a pendulum to smash them into the door. It depends on personal luck.

Originally, he could not understand the magic crystal ball that had been used by the Temple of Light for hundreds of years. The originally smooth surface was coated with a thick layer of paste because it was touched by too many people, so much so that the eldest prince of the Rose Empire The sorcerer's talent is almost impenetrable -- it's just rubbish without a little talent -- what's more worth mentioning is that when Daniel was stroking the crystal ball, the white light emitted by the crystal ball reflected the entire evening It was as bright as day, and he later proved by himself that he was indeed a genius of light magic that was rare in a hundred years.

Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison, and a broken hat is not as good as a crystal ball.The more you live, the more you go back.Daniel sighed.He looked around again.

Harry was talking to himself nervously, "Don't be in Slytherin, don't be in Slytherin, don't be in Slytherin..."

Ron was also babbling, and if he listened carefully, he could hear him repeating the names "Fred" and "George" non-stop, and adding many nasty adjectives in front of them.

Hermione was softly reciting fragments of the article she had read.Old students from other grades were already sitting on the four long tables in the hall, calmly watching the group of restless freshmen.There are a few ghosts dotted in it, and they don't look too spiritual.The teachers' table was also nearby, on which Professor Snape sat.And the Mr. Principal was sitting in the middle, and when he met Daniel's eyes, he winked at him playfully... I have to say, his eyes are a bit hot.

The old female professor took a step forward, holding a roll of parchment in her hand: "Whoever's name I call now will put on a hat, sit on a stool, and wait for the sorting."

"Hannah Abbott!" she yelled.

The author has something to say:

Pay attention to the fact that the order of sorting is according to the first letter of the last name and first name.Then Daniel should be slightly behind because the surname is Jerome J.

And I still can't help but call the protagonist's name Paddy when I write now - some people's souls will stay forever in Bushi

Notice!The author has not read any derivative works except Harry Potter, such as where are the magical beasts and so on!If you have any bugs, you can report them, and I will try my best to change the character ooc hhh.