Chapter 241 New Semester

Professor Lupin soon returned, saying, "In ten minutes, we'll be at Hogwarts, Harry, are you alright?" Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Thank you, Professor, I'm all right. Harry's voice had gained strength, and with two pieces of chocolate, and the comfort and encouragement of his friend, he had indeed eased up.

The remaining ten minutes, neither short nor long, finally stopped at Hogwarts Station as the train slowly slowed down.

It was still a mess, the owl cooing, the cat meowing, Neville's toad not lost it this time, but it also croaked.

The small platform was frozen, and the cold rain was falling on the students.

"First-graders come over here. "It's still Hagrid's huge figure, a familiar voice.

Traditionally, first-year students will be led by Hagrid through a vast expanse of winding paths and woods, as well as through lakes and tunnels. Eventually, they were able to meet the mysterious Hogwarts in joy and attend the Sorting Ceremony and Feast.

As seniors, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and George, they followed the other seniors directly through a muddy and rough road where a hundred wagons awaited them.

The carriages were pulled by invisible horses, at least Harry thought so, as soon as they climbed into the carriage and closed the door, the carriage would go on its own.

George was able to see these invisible horses, which were rare and magical creatures.

Thestrals, dragon heads, horse bodies, bat wings, a special Pegasus that can only be seen by those who have seen and understood death. They are Hogwarts-bred vehicles, and they pull students back to school when school starts.

The carriage drove the students through a pair of majestic iron gates, lined with stone pillars topped by winged boars. There were also two tall, turbaned Dementors scattered around the gates.

Harry felt a cold wave rush over him.

"Humph!" George snorted, looking at the Dementors in disgust, controlling himself and not killing them.

The carriage entered the gate, increased its speed on the ramp lane, and soon came to the front of the castle.

Outside the window, the corner towers and towers were getting closer and closer, and the carriages were slowly slowing down, they stopped, and everyone got out of the car.

With the flow of people, everyone walked up the stairs, through the large oak doors, and into the long antechamber. The foyer is brightly lit with torches, and a marble staircase leads to the upper floor.

"Harry Potter, come here. ”

Harry had just entered the hall when he was immediately stopped by the head of Gryffindor, Professor McGonagall, with a pair of square glasses and a stern expression. Harry couldn't help but feel nervous, although he wasn't a student who kept to himself, he wasn't a bad boy either.

Today, he couldn't remember what he had done wrong, why Professor McGonagall had found him again.

"Don't be sad, I'm not going to teach you a lesson today, I'm just looking for something for you. Professor McGonagall nodded to George and greeted them.

"Harry made a mistake again? no, we're all in this together. Ron asked in surprise, everyone on the train was together, Harry shouldn't have made a mistake.

"Professor McGonagall said it, not to teach Harry. Hermione immediately reminded that Professor McGonagall hadn't said that Harry had made a mistake.

"But what else can Professor McGonagall do with Harry other than making mistakes?" Ron was still puzzled, as a problem student, seeing a teacher, there was nothing but making mistakes in class.

"Uhhhhhhhh

Isn't it very common to meet teachers? As a student, shouldn't you ask your teachers about your study and life problems at any time? Why do you make it the same as going to prison and meeting the prison warden, this is a world that students can't understand.

"Maybe it's on the train, Harry is a little weak, maybe Madam Pomfrey wants to see him. Or, he's now being hunted by Sirius Black, and the teacher needs to warn him. George guessed that it was probably for these two reasons.

"That's probably why. Hermione immediately affirmed, "The same Professor Lupin was there, and he probably informed the school." ”

As they spoke, they made their way to the auditorium and returned to their respective academies.

It is also the sorting ceremony of the annual opening ceremony, and looking at the timid first-year freshmen, every student is emotional. They were timid and weak at first, but now they are wizards with many spells.

In the Ravenclaw queue, Kate said with some sadness, "I'm in seventh grade this year, and I'm graduating soon." ”

"Graduation is a new beginning, and no matter where you go, you still read books, take notes, and practice spells. George comforted Kate softly.

Next year, his relationship with Kate will be upgraded from a younger brother to a boss. For the wizard he is extremely optimistic about, he has always had a good relationship with Kate.

"That's right, everywhere I go is reading, taking notes, practicing spells. Kate was really comfortable with this kind of life, and she immediately became relaxed, "and the salary package in the new place is pretty good." ”

Although it feels a little weird to work under the junior, no one is unable to get by with money. As long as the work is good enough, who cares about the boss is young.

"Speaking of which, in fact, the difference between first-year freshmen is far less than imagined. Most of their habits and personalities are cultivated after entering the academy. Kate looked at the students in front of her, who were also timid and almost indistinguishable, and said with emotion.

"It's true, until they are separated into different houses, that some of their traits are constantly strengthened, and they eventually become more like students of one house. George said calmly, the sorting ceremony is not only a sorting ceremony, but also leads people to a different life in the end.

"I don't know if such a branch is good or bad. Kate sometimes can't help but wonder if she would become a completely different version of herself if she was sorted into another house, which might be interesting.

"Everyone has different qualities, but in the end, you have to choose what to focus on. No one can be perfect, and it is of course one aspect that is more valuable than all-round mediocrity. George was in favor of this kind of division.

Strictly speaking, his previous life can be regarded as a comprehensive mediocrity, perhaps in a world flooded with information, many people will suffer from such a problem. They seem to know a little bit of everything, they seem to be well-read, they know a little bit of everything.

(To be continued.) )