The Little Superman of Hogwarts

The Little Superman of Hogwarts - Chapter 005 [Kree's First Encounter with the Golden Trio]

Kree recalled their names: the eldest son, Percy, was an excellent prefect, although he later became unscrupulous for power, but he never sided with Voldemort; the twin brothers Fred and George, two pranksters, Fred eventually sacrificed in battle; then there was Ron, one of the Gryffindor Golden Trio, the ultimate winner in life.

The little girl being led by Ron's mother, she should be the future Mrs. Potter, Ginny the little loli!

Ron's state at the moment was just like what was described in the original work—thin and tall, with a face full of freckles, big hands, big feet, and a long nose.

He was holding a pile of things and dragging a suitcase, looking very clumsy.

If you want to evaluate Ron's current state, you can only describe it as childish and low-level.

Just as Hermione was about to go forward to ask, Kree stopped her: "Wait a moment, let's observe a little longer!"

In fact, Kree just didn't want to disturb the scene of the Golden Trio's first meeting.

If he guessed correctly, the boy who lived was about to appear.

A minute later, a boy with black-rimmed glasses and a lightning scar on his forehead appeared in Kree's eyes.

"Sorry," Harry said to Mrs. Weasley.

"Dear!" Mrs. Weasley said, "First time going to Hogwarts, right? Ron is also a new student."

Ron looked at Harry, and their eyes met.

Although nothing earth-shattering happened at this moment, Kree still felt that there should be a "God of Plot" hiding at the end of time and space, breathing a sigh of relief—the key node was still proceeding as usual.

【It's now!】 Kree took Hermione's hand and walked towards the Weasley family.

"Hello! We are also new students at Hogwarts! It's a pleasure to meet you!" Kree, holding Hermione, said to the Weasley family: "My name is Christian, just call me Kree.

This is also a little wizard from Hogwarts, Miss Granger!"

"It's really nice to meet everyone! Oh! It's a pity Arthur couldn't come today, otherwise he would have been very happy to meet you!" Ron's mother spoke eloquently, not nervous at all.

Kree's family and the Granger family greeted the Weasley family, and after getting to know each other, Kree's father said: "We actually just couldn't find Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

The name sounds absurd, doesn't it?"

"I'm sorry, but Platform Nine and Three-Quarters only allows wizards to enter, it's right here..." Ron's mother pointed to the place marked Platform Nine.

"But this is just a wall! A pillar..." Dr. Granger's face was full of disbelief.

"Children, you go in first, don't be nervous, just rush in!" Ron's mother said to Harry Potter first.

Harry Potter seemed a little timid towards adults, and immediately pushed his luggage and scurried towards the pillar.

Very smoothly, Harry disappeared in an instant.

Dr. Granger's jaw dropped to the ground.

Although he had been to Diagon Alley and Professor McGonagall had shown him real magic, he really couldn't imagine that in such a densely populated King's Cross Station, there would be such an entrance exclusively for wizards?

"So...wizards have always been very close to us, haven't they?" Mrs. Granger grabbed her husband's arm and put her other hand on little Hermione's shoulder.

"I think you can say goodbye to the children here!" Ron's mother said to the Kree couple and the Granger couple.

"Study hard!" The housekeeper was the first to hug Kree.

"Grow up well, and be sure to write to us!" Kree's mother's eyes were full of tears.

This was the first time in ten years that Kree had been away from her for so long.

Although Kree's mother was a strong woman who often went out, the longest time she had left Kree was only three weeks, and she cherished every minute with Kree.

"Son, if wizarding school isn't suitable for you, remember to come back at any time, I'll find a way to get you into Eton College," Kree's father said, and then gave him a big hug.

The Granger couple also hugged Hermione, and Kree's parents also hugged little Hermione.

When Mrs. Granger hugged Kree, she joked: "Mr. Christian, be sure to take care of Hermione, this is a little man's responsibility."

"Of course!" Kree smiled: "If anyone dares to bully Hermione, I'll send him to see God!"

After saying that, Kree exposed his arm, showing off his developed biceps—really developed in the literal sense.

Kree's arm muscles were not as good as Schwarzenegger's, but they were already at the level of an adult male.

This action diluted the atmosphere of parting a lot, and the Granger couple and Kree's family laughed.

Hermione blushed and punched Kree in the back.

"Let's go!" Kree's father said goodbye.

Percy walked towards the platform and went into the platform, followed by the twin brothers, and then Ron walked in cautiously.

Then Kree, holding Hermione's little hand, rushed into the platform hand in hand.

Everything went black for a moment, and when they opened their eyes again, the scene changed drastically.

The sound of steam locomotives and thick smoke filled the platform.

The red locomotive was majestic and壮strong, with a line of words written on it: "Hogwarts Express."

"Amazing!" Hermione said in surprise.

"Not bad!" Kree said: "Let's go find a carriage!"

Coincidentally, they randomly boarded a carriage, and the first compartment they saw was Harry Potter.

Kree didn't deliberately look for him.

"How about here?" Hermione asked.

Kree nodded, then walked to Harry and asked: "May we sit here?"

"Of course!" Harry Potter warmly invited the two to come in.

"Kree, help me put down my luggage!" Hermione said.

Kree took the heavy suitcase from Hermione and stuffed it under the seat.

"You're very strong!" Hermione said.

As a girl, she also had the common problem of girls.

Kree guaranteed that Hermione's suitcase was definitely much heavier than she was.

If you opened the suitcase, it was estimated that it could fill Kree's entire wardrobe.

However, who was Kree?

A little superman, don't talk about this little bit of strength, even if it was a few times more, it wouldn't be a problem.

Just as the three of them sat down, the little guy from the Weasley family came looking for them.

Ron poked his head in from outside the compartment door: "Excuse me, can I sit in this seat?

I've searched the carriage and haven't found a place where I can sit down!"

A little different from the original book, in the original book, the twin brothers discovered the scar on Harry's forehead, but because of Kree's interruption, no one noticed the scar, and no one recognized him.

Ron and Harry sat together, and Harry moved the owl to the small luggage rack above his head.

"What a beautiful owl!" Ron praised, "Unlike me, I only have a rat as a pet..."

As Ron spoke, he took out a fat, greasy gray rat from his pocket, which was sleeping soundly.

"It's called Scabbers, it's useless, it's always sleepy.

Percy became a prefect, and my dad gave him a new owl.

Our family doesn't have the money to buy me another pet," Ron said, blushing again, and began to look out the window, then suddenly realized that there were two little wizards in the compartment, and turned his head to Kree and Hermione.

"I'm Ron, what are your names?"

“Kristin Feynman, you can call me Cree! I come from a Muggle family. My father is a businessman and runs an electronics store,” Cree said.

“I'm Hermione Granger, just call me Hermione. Cree and I both come from Muggle families. My father is a dentist!” Hermione said with a smile.

“I'm Harry Potter, and I guess you could say I come from a Muggle family, but my parents were both wizards. They passed away when I was very young. I grew up with my aunt and uncle, who are Muggles, so I've never been exposed to the magical world,” Harry explained.

“What! You're Harry Potter?!” Ron was incredibly surprised.

“Harry Potter! I've seen your name in several books!” Hermione also stared blankly at Harry's forehead.

“I've been written into books?” Harry himself was dumbfounded.

A group of people chattered and discussed, and Harry Potter was very happy, especially when Cree took out the book with Harry Potter's name on it from his luggage, the atmosphere reached a climax.

“It says here that Harry's father, James Potter, was born on March 27, 1960, a pureblood, his Patronus is a silver stag, and from September 1971 to July 1978, he attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - Gryffindor House. He was Head Boy in his seventh year,” Ron read out the contents.

“Your father was a great warrior!” Hermione also cheered for Harry's father.

Harry took the book from Ron's hand. This was the first time he had truly obtained information about his father. The previously unfamiliar name now became clear.

For the rest of the journey, the three of them were relatively silent, leaving the time to Harry Potter so he could quietly read the book.

Until Percy appeared: “We're almost at Hogwarts! Everyone, change into your wizard robes now! Get your luggage ready, we have at most half an hour until we arrive!”

Percy went through each carriage from beginning to end to notify everyone.

The four of them began to change their clothes. After Harry finished changing, he asked: “I don't know how the four houses of Hogwarts are entered. I want to get into Gryffindor House too.”

“My brother told me that we have to challenge a dragon to get in, and the house is chosen based on the results of the challenge,” Ron seemed to suddenly remember this news, and his face turned pale.

“I also want to get into Gryffindor House, like my father, but if we really have to challenge a dragon…” Harry's face also turned pale.

Hermione rolled her eyes at the two of them: “That's impossible! Use your brains for a second, how could there be such a stupid rule? Who would dare come to Hogwarts to study if that were the case?”

“I think it should be an entrance exam. I've heard that some excellent schools have their own entrance exams, and they will decide the class based on the exam results. I think it should be the same in the magical world,” Hermione continued, “Perhaps it's an exam to see if we have mastered some basic magic? Or spells?”

“That's terrible, I don't know anything! In that case, Muggle children will have very poor grades. Perhaps my father was an excellent wizard who was educated by my grandparents from a young age,” Harry couldn't help but worry. He had never been exposed to magic, and he worried that he wouldn't be able to get into Hogwarts because of his poor grades.

“Don't worry, I only know one spell, and I don't even know if it's correct. Young wizards are not allowed to be taught spells, because the magic of young wizards is unstable, and magic riots can occur. So even if they know some simple spells, the gap won't be very big, and most Muggle students will catch up quickly. This is what my brother told me,” Ron comforted him.

“I only know a few spells, and now I'm starting to worry too,” Hermione turned to look at Cree: “You don't know any spells either, so what should we do?”

Cree said: That hurts!

Although Cree had already read several spell books and basically confirmed their pronunciations, unfortunately, Cree still couldn't cast any spells. But Cree knew that students who received acceptance letters would not be rejected. At worst, there was Hufflepuff where he could coast along. Thank you, Hufflepuff!

But as a man, how could Cree say he couldn't do it?

“Of course I know spells! I've already learned one spell. I'll show you if you don't believe me.” Cree took out his wand, held it in his left hand, and said to the palm of his right hand: “Hercules, the Great Strength Spell!”

Of course, nothing happened. No light appeared, and there was no change in Cree's palm.

“What kind of spell is that?” Hermione asked strangely: “I haven't seen this spell in any books. I've read all the spell books.”

“It's a magic I created myself, the Great Strength Spell, that makes my right hand incredibly powerful!” Cree looked into Hermione's eyes and glanced at Harry and Ron in turn.

“Please look at my palm!” Cree put his hand on the handle of the luggage rack. This handle was a brass handle, and judging from the rust and color, it was at least several decades old.

Cree gently pinched it and twisted the handle ninety degrees, then with a little more force, he turned it directly from being parallel to the wall to being square and perpendicular to the wall. When Hermione and the other two looked at him in surprise, he quickly twisted the handle back.

“Exhibition complete!” Cree glanced at Hermione smugly and spread his hands.

“Looks like a real spell!” Harry and Ron were both very excited.

“Strange…” Hermione seemed to distrust Cree and pulled the handle hard with her hand—of course, it didn't move at all. She turned her head suspiciously and said: “But I didn't feel any magical fluctuations… Could this be a very advanced spell?”

【You'd be a ghost if you felt any magical fluctuations. I'm relying on brute force, it's a physical attack.】 Cree complained inwardly.

Ron and Harry also walked to the handle and tried it, Harry even shook the handle slightly, but Ron couldn't move it at all.

Cree shrugged, indicating that his really was a [real spell].

During the four people's discussion, the Hogwarts Express arrived at its final destination.

Just like in the original book, the tall and large Hagrid, with a lamp, greeted all the students.

As usual, the new students needed to cross the Black Lake. This was because Hogwarts, the almost strongest alchemical achievement in the magical world, was cast with the most powerful protection spell. Every little wizard who came in from the lake was given this protection spell.

Hogwarts Castle would try its best to protect their safety within the castle and avoid serious accidents.

But Cree knew that this spell effect was almost non-existent… If Hogwarts School was placed in any Muggle world, the headmaster would have to go to jail in the first year.

After a peaceful journey across the Black Lake, more than eighty new students stood in front of Hogwarts Castle.

When the little wizards began to look at the castle, the door quietly opened.

Professor McGonagall appeared in the doorway.

Cree was overjoyed. Next was Hogwarts' annual reserved program—the Sorting Ceremony!