[HP] Neko who disappeared

When we got off the train, Mr. Ronnie stayed on the train by himself. I followed the two Weasley twins and got off the train. I was stunned for a moment when I saw the crowd, and then I followed Hagrid who shouted "First graders go here!" Head to the pier.The Weasley twins and I were scattered as soon as the flow of people rushed, and we stood alone by the lake and lowered our heads slightly, and then got into a small boat that seemed to be missing one of three.

"Hey, Irina."

"What a coincidence."

I listened to the twins' voices and glanced at their hair color and mine.

Well, yes, it is indeed a coincidence that several of us are redheads.

I watched the Weasley twins twitch the corners of their mouths, and then looked at the little friend who was sitting next to him, who looked particularly dark in the night, with a tentative look: "Who is this?"

"Lee, my name is Lee Jordan."

"Jordan? That NBA..."

"Oh, you're Muggle-born too? My father was a wizard and my mother was a Muggle."

"I grew up in an orphanage for ordinary people."

I refuse to call myself a Muggle, which makes me feel like I have betrayed the previous 21 years of my life. I prefer to use the term "ordinary person". The spirit of Ah Q can make me feel better.

As soon as the word "orphanage" came out, even the Weasley twins, who didn't know much about it, seemed to have a bit of guilt on their expressions. I shook my head, feeling that it was a very sad thing that I didn't hold Mr. Ronnie in my arms.

"It's okay, just call me Irina."

I looked up at the majestic castle, and it was rare that I didn't want to bully my little friend who seemed to be a little guilty: "Then George, can you stand up a little bit so that you don't press my robe?"

"Wow, can you tell us apart?"

"Very good score."

I glanced at the twins and smiled: "Although it's a bit difficult, it's still quite easy to tell them apart."

The twins didn't ask me how they were separated, but simply called "Cool" and continued chatting with Li.When we got to the castle, Professor McGonagall greeted us. After speaking for a while, I found that her eyes seemed to stay on my side for a while, and then I gave her a comforting smile that seemed a little too mature.

I often use this smile to deal with my grandparents who are very reluctant to fly back to the United States, but now I use it to deal with Professor McGonagall and I feel that she is a bit stiff.

Maybe it's because I've never seen a little girl smile like a loving mother.

When the ghosts came, I stared at them, glanced at the Gray Lady, and followed the fat monk with a smile as if I hadn't noticed.After that, the sorting hat sang or something...

I actually want to take a photo with my domestic smart phone that has no signal but can be used as a selfie beauty camera, but this kind of public view...

Forget it, let's have a chance later.

I added a camera to my shopping list and listened to the names being called up until "Evans, Irina."

I subconsciously looked up at Professor McGonagall, watching her nod to me with the Sorting Hat in her hand.I stepped forward to put on this hat, and then I heard that the Sorting Hat didn't say hello at all, it was extremely firm but interrupted...

"Gran... No, no, Hufflepuff!"

Are you still biting your tongue?

I groaned in my heart, watching Gryffindor who was about to cheer suddenly, replaced by Hufflepuff with a confused face, who couldn't hold back his paralyzed face anymore, just smiled out.

Well, my dear Mr. Sorting Hat, I really like Hufflepuff the most.

Hufflepuff looked at me with curiosity and friendliness on his face.The senior sister with a P hanging on her chest stretched out her hand to me: "Welcome to Hufflepuff, I am Prefect Abigail Miller."

"Thank you, just call me Irina."

I think there should be a person who remembers Evans in this world, so this person must be a potions professor. Although he likes to deduct points, is narrow-minded, doesn't speak well, and has extremely low EQ, he is not a teaching material. Who the hell can hear the oblique words, can't wear clothes...

Sorry Snape fans, but I just don't like him.

As a person who really wants to be a teacher, I hate him so much, maybe there will be a Mary Sue plot like tearing up the Potions professor in the future.

To be honest, I have been studying in the United States for a long time, and I can hold back for a year and then write an opinion letter to the principal on "introducing students' evaluation of professors", and beat a certain vicious teacher to death.

Keke These are a bit far away, all I need to know now is how to protect my weight from soaring in the British heavy frying environment, especially if there are sweets after eating...

Will flying lessons at Hogwarts really burn my calories?If not, I can only use the pedometer that comes with my mobile phone to go for a run every day.

You must know that gaining five kilograms a year is a very, very sad thing.

After eating, I watched Dumbledore say a speech welcoming the new students, and then followed Abigail to the Hufflepuff lounge.

My favorite is Hufflepuff's lounge, the woody scent can give people a warm feeling, the plants wrap around the walls, the fresh air has a little comforting humidity, and the crackling fire With a unique tranquility, I feel a kind of inner peace.

I think I should study hard and move towards the goal of staying in school.

However, it was a little difficult before that. A genius like Professor McGonagall only became a professor at the age of 31. In my words...

Forget it, these are a bit too far away.The color matching quilt is soft and comfortable. There are five people in the female dormitory. The size of the bed is about 1.3m[-]x[-]m. The luggage has already been delivered to the bed. Mr. Ronny jumped to me when he saw me coming back. in the arms.

"Oh my god, it's so cute."

"Is it ginger cat?"

"What is your name?"

Four girls around me appeared around me in an instant. Their pets were all owls, and only mine was a cat.

Mr. Ronnie looked a little smug, and I explained the pedigree and name of the cat who might crush my bed in the future, and exchanged names with everyone.

Among them, the girl who slept next to me looked very curious, staring at me with a pair of blue eyes, and she looked like the kind of "want to talk to you but don't know how to say it".

Her name is Linda.

"Good night, Linda."

To be honest, I don’t know how to communicate with her. I was almost dumbfounded in the United States, and my whole person was in the state of "I don’t come to talk to you, and you don’t come to talk to me. I’m busy going back to the house to play games/codewords" status.now...

It's also really difficult.

I thought my first night at Hogwarts would be difficult, but fell asleep quickly.

Everything is fine, but being suddenly woken up in the morning by my Mr. Ronnie sitting on his ass, there is a special kind of happiness trouble.

The author has something to say:

Professor McGonagall really became a professor at the age of 31. To be honest, if she wanted to be earlier, she could have been earlier, but she just stayed in the Ministry of Magic at the beginning.In my opinion, a certain Potions professor is serious, he is suitable for research, not for being a teacher, and now he is a wonderful teacher who is forced to be complained about and has thousands of likes [Hey]

It’s good for everyone to feel at ease about magical adventures, and it’s probably quite difficult to fall in love, because Irina’s dream is to stay in school, stay in school, and stay in school【.