Chapter 022 "The Wounded"

The first graders suddenly heard two identical voices above their heads, and when they looked up, they saw two identical red-haired boys.

"George! Fred! The red-haired boy in the middle seemed to not want them to see his bad condition, and wanted to jump up to show that he was okay, but fell back to the ground with a scream.

"Who are you?" Catherine spoke up for the crowd to ask.

"We are George and Fred Weasley!"

"The most enthusiastic twins at Hogwarts!"

As he spoke, both of them held out their hands to Catherine at the same time, one with one left hand and one with right hand.

If it were a normal child, she would have crossed her hands and shook them in a panic, but Catherine only smiled at them and suddenly clapped their hands together, just as the red-haired boy on the ground began to wink at her.

"How did you find out?" The Weasleys Trio.

"You're too slow." Catherine winked at the twins, "I can see exactly the little thing in your hands, it should be super glue or something, right?" ”

"Huh! Really! As soon as Catherine's words fell, a curious freshman ran to take the twins' hands, and sure enough, they were already glued together.

"Your name is Catherine!"

"Interested in joining us?"

Before Catherine could reply, there was an angry shout at the door.

"George! Fred! It's you again! ”

"Oh! Percy - our dear brother! ”

The twins quickly turned around and hid their glued hands behind their backs.

"Are you ready to exercise the powers of your prefect?"

"Humph!" A tall boy with red hair standing at the door of the cubicle with glasses huffs and a lecture to his twin brother, "I always thought you were lawless enough, but I didn't expect you to dare to instigate a group of first-graders to run wild in the hallway. ”

"Although we'd love to admit it—"

"—but that's really not what we did."

"Could it be that the first grade is messing around with themselves?" Percy Weasley glared at the freshman in displeasure.

"We're just racing." The brunette girl who was taking care of Draco said coldly.

"Race?"

"Compete to see who finds the toad first." Hermione explained, pointing at Death.

"Do you need a large group of people to find a toad?" Percy's tone was extremely indignant.

"Weasley—prefect!" Realizing the four pairs of eyes that were shooting at her, Catherine hurriedly added a more title, "Sorry to bother you, but it's just me and Harry and Draco-" She gestured to the two boys, who were still out of breath, "There was a little game between us, and since it was too difficult for the three of us to find a toad in such a large train, we each found some help." "Then why don't you ask the seniors for help?" Catherine's attitude softened Percy's tone a little.

"After all, this is a competition between first-year students, and if you ask the seniors for help, you will lose the meaning of the competition." This sentence made the first grade who heard it agree, but they didn't realize that Catherine had actually changed the concept.

"And what about running from the front to the back of the car?"

"This is our negligence!" Catherine bowed her head and said very sincerely, "After all, this is the first time we have held this kind of event, and we have not thought about possible accidents, and fortunately there are no major accidents, but I still hope-" She raised her head and looked at the seniors who were standing at the door of the cubicle with a look of expectation, "Seniors, you can help check on the wounded." ”

The girl's sudden emergence of social vocabulary made the newly appointed prefect involuntarily choose the same tone in response.

"In the future, when you encounter a similar situation, you should consult with the prefects of each college and the two presidents of the student union, and you must not make your own decisions at will, even if the situation is really not allowed, you must first do a good job of safety and security."

Percy's words made the ignorant first graders dumbfounded, while Catherine and his twin brother, who were close to him, made a look of attentive listening and nodded their heads in agreement, causing the group of seniors behind him to cover their mouths and snicker.

"Where are the wounded?"

The first grade, who finally understood what he was saying, hurriedly spread out to both sides, revealing two "seriously wounded" people who were still on the ground.

"Ron!" Seeing that one of them was his own little brother, Percy immediately exclaimed, "You actually let yourself be injured before you even arrived at Hogwarts!" ”

"It's not what I want." Ron complained dissatisfied, but was rewarded with his brother's roar.

"Dare to refute!" Percy shouted angrily and rushed to his brother, drawing his wand to heal him.

"Prefect Weasley!" A tall, blue-haired boy walked through the door, and Catherine found that he was the same young man she had met on the patio of the Leaky Cauldron, "Although one of them is your brother, you don't have to ignore the other, do you?" ”

His words drew everyone's attention to the other "seriously wounded" who looked at him with pity, dark-skinned boys stubbornly raising their heads.

"I'm fine!" He struggled to stand up, but was held down by the blue-haired youth.

"Don't ignore a single detail, let alone ignore a single small fault."

The boy was stunned, stopped struggling, and obediently cooperated with the other party's treatment.

"Governor Ixissi doesn't want to win people's hearts by stepping on me, right?" Percy didn't stop his treatment, but he took the time to respond to his opponent's provocation, and his words made the freshmen immediately cast suspicious glances at the blue-haired prefect.

"Didn't Your Excellency have been biased from the beginning?" The boy named Ixissi did not explain, but calmly asked rhetorically, and the skeptical gaze of the freshman immediately turned to the red-haired prefect.

"Two seniors!" A brown-haired, smiling boy suddenly walked into the cubicle and interjected, "Can you not involve the competition between you in the freshmen who haven't been sorted yet?" ”

The boy's words made the two prefects who were about to fight receive the disdain of all the freshmen.

"Don't you think it's time to do it with your hands rather than with your mouth?" A girl with long curly hair and a silver letter P pinned to her chest, like the other three, walked into the cubicle and shouted dissatisfiedly.

As a result, the three male prefects and the onlookers watching the excitement at the door were collectively despised by the younger students.

"Why are you still stunned?" The female prefect shouted again, and the senior hurriedly ran into the cubicle to check on the first grade.

After the last freshman was confirmed to be fine, the idle senior suddenly found that the compartment had been infused with a traceless stretching spell, could it be that someone in the first year could use this high-level magic.

"Who got it?" The red-haired senior asked in surprise, and the freshmen collectively looked at the two people who had been staying here.

"It's not me!" The stares frightened Neville back a few steps until Catherine stepped up and explained, "I asked the witch who sold lunch to help me get it." ”

"How did you know there were so many people?" The female prefect leaned over and asked curiously.

"The toads are here, of course Harry and Draco will bring the others, but I didn't expect them to rush over." Catherine showed a very helpless expression, and the named first graders bowed their heads and made confessions, causing many seniors to smile, but some people continued to ask.

"I heard that the toad was on the terrace behind the door, and the magic on the door was not altered, so how did you catch it?" The brown-haired male prefect's question made everyone curious.

"It's my secret!" Catherine said with a smile.

"Neither the door nor the wall of the carriage has been destroyed, and you obviously won't have an apparition, which means that—" the blue-haired prefect snapped his fingers, "you walked around the window. ”

Catherine did not admit or deny it, but smiled and asked rhetorically, "Is it possible?" ”

The people present thought carefully for a while, and George and Fred even practiced it themselves, of course, as soon as they leaned out of the window, they were pulled back by their brother with magic, but it also made everyone understand that the success rate of this path was not very high, and it was not until Catherine's good skills were discovered that everyone believed Ixissi's speculation.

"Are the seniors free?" Catherine asked suddenly.

"Of course, what's the matter?" The brown-haired male elder bent down and asked kindly.

"Can you tell us about Hogwarts?" Catherine blinked her eyes and asked in a pleading tone, "After all, many of us are from the Muggle world. That being said, the children who grew up in the wizarding world also looked at them expectantly.

"Everyone has a different opinion of what kind of school Hogwarts is, so we can't impose our own impressions on you." The female prefect shook her head and smiled.

"So if you want to know what Hogwarts is like, you need to see with your own eyes and observe with your heart, this is the Hogwarts tradition." The red-haired prefect pushed his glasses and said seriously.

"Hey!" The freshmen let out a sigh of frustration.

"So," Catherine rolled her eyes, "can you introduce us to those people?" ”

"Man! Of course. The blue-haired prefect smiled and said, "Let's start with us." He gestured to the seniors in attendance, and then began to introduce himself.

"I'm Braster Ixessi, fifth year, Slytherin House prefect, and sixth year Tibert Kensaut prefect."

"Percy Weasley, fifth year, is the prefect of Gryffindor House, and the female prefect is Anne Tyroke, a seventh-year prefect who is also the president of the Girls' Student Council."

"Penelo Crivat, fifth grade, female prefect at Ravenclaw College, male prefect is Leon Durant in seventh grade, and he is also the president of the boys' student council."

"Cedric Diggory, fourth year, Hufflepuff House male prefect, female prefect Mary Maslow in seventh grade." The brown-haired male prefect finally added, "You can ask us for help if you encounter any difficulties in the future." ”

After the four prefects introduced themselves, they were the seniors present, and when George and Fred's funny performances were over, Ixissi suddenly said.

"Now that we're done, isn't it your turn?" After saying that, he deliberately winked at Catherine, apparently deciding to keep the rest of Hogwarts secret.