"First-year freshmen? First-year freshmen come here, and they all line up......"

The air at night is a little cool, and you can finally feel that summer is leaving.

Originally, it was Hagrid who would stand on the platform every year to greet the new students at the beginning of the school year, but this year, that rough voice was replaced by a clean female voice.

Hermione and Ron were still busy in the aisles of the carriage because they were responsible for keeping the students in order, and Ginny and the others got off the train first.

"Ginny! Neville...... Oh, and Miss Lovegood......"

Finally, a familiar voice rang out in the crowd on the platform, and Ginny immediately looked up.

"Oh, Harry—" She felt herself blush a little again.

"You're finally here, I can't wait!" Harry happily walked over to them with a bright smile, "What about Hermione and Ron?" What's wrong with Neville? ”

"This ......," Ginny hesitated, "and let them tell you about it after they come out later!" ”

Just as Harry was wondering, a long-lost annoying voice came from the window of the train next to him.

"Look, look, Potter...... How much your little fan sister thinks about you! She's worried that you won't be able to stand it when you hear it! The voice teased vigorously, as if it wanted to turn some long-accumulated stuffiness into a provocation.

Both Harry and Ginny immediately turned their heads and looked towards where the sound had come from.

In his pockets, exuding contempt and malice, was a young man with blonde hair and a pointed chin. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a sneer.

"Malfoy! What do you mean? Harry inexplicably felt a rush of fire rise in his chest.

"Oops! Watch your attitude, Potter," Draco Malfoy leaned his elbow against the lower edge of the window frame and looked at Harry with interest, "If you don't know how to be polite, then I can teach you...... And lo and behold! ”

As he spoke, he lifted his upper body to reveal a badge, and stared down at Harry, intentionally or not.

"Look at it, I'm different from you......" he said arrogantly, "I became a prefect, but you didn't!" Do you know what the problem is? ”

"What the hell are you trying to say!" Harry glanced at the prefect badge on his chest, then said in annoyance.

"The problem is, you're not going to be able to do anything without that McLean—" Malfoy said disdainfully, "don't you know yet?" It's so confusing to get home......"

"How does it feel to lose to that pure-blood scum of Weasley? Go back and write a reflection and give it to me, it can't be shorter than a foot, it's a prefect's order! Hahaha-"

"The prefect doesn't have such an order!"

Ginny stood bravely in front of Harry, yelling at Malfoy like a chick-keeper - perhaps inherited from her mother, Mrs. Weasley!

"Ginny, what's going on - what's wrong with Ron?" Harry frowned, confused.

"This ......," Ginny really didn't know how to answer.

Ever since she was a child, Ginny had grown up listening to Harry's "legends", and for her, Harry was definitely better than anyone else.

After all, even that super-powerful Mr. McLean is still struggling to deal with the mysterious man! But Harry Potter eliminated the mysterious man when he was a baby.

For Ginny, Harry is simply a dream hero, a brave man who slays the Demon King!

Seriously, in the bottom of her heart, she wasn't very happy that her brother had become a prefect, because she thought it must belong to Harry!

The so-called girl is extroverted, when she meets the object she has longed for since childhood, what is a waste wood brother?

"Shut up, Malfoy!"

A handsome girl came from the train door, and it was Hermione and Ron who had come out.

"Oh, the master is here!" Malfoy was unmoved by Hermione's furiousness, and even applauded, "Weasley, how does it feel to be the prefect of Gryffindor?" Isn't it comfortable to win Mr. Heartthrob? ”

The next second, Harry's gaze shifted from Malfoy's nasty face to Ron's chest, and then pretended to be inadvertent.

"Ron has always been good, and he deserves it! Could it be that you still want to rely on this to sow discord between us? It's up to you? ”

Harry snorted, then walked over to Ron's side and hooked his shoulder.

Instead, Ron just lowered his eyelids, and he didn't know what he was supposed to say at such a time. At least in front of Harry, he wasn't ready to face it.

"Humph! Disgusting buddy feelings? It's ridiculous......"

Malfoy gave Harry a grim last glare, and then walked out of the window with his chin held high, as if any more look would stain his eyes.

"Harry, I-"

"You've been chosen as a prefect? Congratulations, Ron! ”

Harry interrupted Ron, putting his arm around his good brother's shoulders and beckoning everyone to move forward.

Ron's words were choked in his throat, and for the first time he felt a kind of unpleasant annoyance in his chest.

“…… Words are always true only in the belly. ”

Behind everyone, Luna looked at the two boys who were hooking their shoulders and said in a trance.

Outside Hogsmeade Station, on that dark, damp street, more than a hundred empty horse-drawn carriages were parked. Every year on this day, they send students from the first grade to the castle.

This year, of course, is no different.

Harry and the others huddled around each other and walked that way, choosing a carriage that was empty, and then boarding the carriage one by one.

Luna followed them, glancing up into the air as she passed the empty carriages—at least to the others.

"What is she looking at?" Ginny said curiously.

It turns out that there are some things that not everyone can see, even if they can't see it.

Harry looked at the bewildered Luna and shook his head suspiciously, "I'm more concerned about where Hagrid has gone than this......"

"That's true, but......" Hermione wondered, "Harry, haven't you been at Hogwarts these days?" ”

Harry shook his head again.

"When I was sent to school by Ms. Bones, Hagrid was gone." He said.

"Something is wrong with him......" Ron said with a worried expression.

When everyone was in the carriage, the carriages lined up and creaked forward.

They passed by the towering stone pillars on either side of the gate, passed through the school gate, which rarely opened, and walked along the horse path between the lawns of the school to the castle.

Harry craned his neck to look out the window, but it was pitch black in the distance.

Gradually, the Hogwarts castle that had been with them for years was faintly showing its silhouette in the darkness.

The carriage queue stopped at the stone steps, and Harry was the first to get off. But when he looked back at Hagrid's hut, it was pitch black, and it seemed that Hagrid had not returned.

Even though Hogwarts has started school today, the new students have arrived, and the welcome dinner must have been prepared as always, but Hagrid is still nowhere to be found.

Professor Moody disappeared last semester without a clear eye, so Hagrid can't do the same, right?

"Harry, it's time to go!" Hermione reminded from the side.

"Oh-okay." Harry came to his senses, and he hurriedly answered.

Immediately, everyone gathered with the crowd and hurried up the stone steps to the castle.

The foyer was so lit by torches that the air seemed to rise a little, and the footsteps of the little wizards echoed in everyone's ears.

They walked through the gate that led to the castle hall and walked inside.

In the auditorium, there are still four long college dining tables that have remained unchanged for many years; The enchanted ceiling was as dark as the night sky outside the castle.

Countless candles floated above the table, and several milky ghosts roamed around the tables of their respective colleges, greeting the young wizards either cordially or insipidly.

The students were all talking excitedly, and Harry and the others noticed that much of what they were talking about was about Gilderoy Lockhart's personal audio-visual session during the summer vacation.

Luna left them and sat quietly at the Ravenclaw table.

As soon as Harry and the others arrived at the Gryffindor table, Ginny was pulled away by a couple of fourth-year classmates laughing - it seems that this little sister of the Weasleys is very popular everywhere!

Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Neville sat together, and then they all looked over the heads of their classmates and looked over the staff chair.

"Hagrid wasn't there—"

If there is anyone who stands out most in Hogwarts, it is undoubtedly the surprisingly large Hagrid, whose absence is simply obvious.

"Look there!" Hermione said suddenly, "There's an empty seat on the very edge, isn't Hagrid going to be late-"

As she spoke, she paused, for she saw another strange figure.

"Who's that?" Hermione felt a disgust inexplicably.

The rest of them followed her fingers.

Next to the golden high-backed chair where Dumbledore was sitting, sat an old woman in a pink tunic with a matching rose-red velvet hat on her head.

This "pink and tender" outfit contrasts with her toad-like old face, which makes people involuntarily feel nauseous.

"That's it...... I remember, the woman with the last name Umbridge! ”

Harry recognized her almost immediately.

"Who?" Hermione wondered.

"She was there during the censorship of me that day, and she kept targeting me and forcing me to say the wrong thing......" Harry said angrily, his brow furrowed.