After seeing such a big scene as the election of the International Federation of Wizards, Xiwen felt that life at Hogwarts was really uneventful.

He spent the second half of the first year in a mediocre manner, passed the final exams in a mere manner, won the first place in the grade in a mere manner, and ushered in the next semester in a mere manner......

Time flies, and now it is September 1, 1938, and it is the day of the annual enrollment of young wizards.

Among the various little wizards carrying large bags and small bags, Sevan was lightly dressed and only held a cat, and easily stepped onto the Hogwarts Express.

After learning the Traceless Stretching Spell with Newt, Shevin expanded the space of his pocket watch several times. The pocket watch space was now about the size of a Slytherin common room—more than enough to make Newt's suitcase at the level of Sheven's magic.

Unlike last year's school day, the kitten is now alive and can jump in space, even with a cage that can't keep her in. So Xiwen simply didn't bring the cat cage, and just hugged the kitten and got on the train.

As usual, Xiwen found an unmanned box and sat in. He put the kitten on a soft cushion and then took out the bird teasing stick he had received from Newt and played happily with the kitten.

After the first few train rides, he realized that he might not be suitable for reading on the train, and every time he took out a book to read, he would be interrupted by all kinds of strange things. So why don't you just relax and stop reading!

After playing with the kitten for a while, a little witch with blond hair opened the door of the box, and when she saw Xiwen, she walked in and sat down listlessly next to him.

"What's wrong, Al? You don't look very good. Shiwen placed the cat teaser on the table and let the kitten play with it, then looked at the pale blonde witch and asked.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I've been a little unenergetic lately, maybe it's a cold." Elsiona shook her head slightly, leaning back in her chair and said.

"Then you need to get some rest!" Shiwen said as he took out a bottle of potion from the pocket watch space and handed it to her.

After the expansion of the pocket watch space, Xiwen packed a lot of useful and non-useful things, for fear of encountering any emergency.

"If it's a cold, it should be better to drink this potion." Shivin said to Al.

"Refreshment?" Elsiona asked, glancing at the glass vial containing the potion.

After receiving an affirmative reply from Xiwen, she shook her head like a rattle.

"No, I don't want steam from my ears!" Elshiona pursed her lips and refused.

Xiwen wanted to persuade again, but was interrupted by a noise from the box next door-

First, there was a "bang", and the partition wall of the box shook suddenly, and then a swearing voice sounded in the corridor.

Shivin frowned, shoved the potion in his hand into Elciona's hand, and walked out of the box.

I saw that the door of the next box was open, and a young wizard who was not very old but had a rough appearance was lying on the ground outside the corridor, cursing and swearing.

"You despicable and filthy mudblood, I'm afraid you haven't heard of the power of our twenty-eight holy clans, I tell you, I will definitely make you look good!"

"Verdimillious!"

A voice came from inside the box, and then an emerald green light bloomed in front of the rugged little wizard on the ground!

Xiwen hurriedly stepped forward and blocked the emerald spell with the iron armor charm.

After feeling the power of this spell, his face became unpleasant.

Shewin is very familiar with this spell, because it is an upgraded version of the green spark that Shewin commonly uses, and its effect is to make the green spark explode, and it already has some attack ability.

This spell had been taught to Shevan by Professor Galadia Meleth in the second half of the school year, and they had probably only been learning it for a few months as a young wizard in the second year. In other words, it is very likely that there are people who have already enrolled in the school who are bullying the first-year freshmen!

Thinking of this, Xiwen looked at the little wizard standing in the box with a serious face.

I have to say that the little wizard who launched the attack made Xiwen's first impression of him not bad-

Black hair, black eyes, this alone makes Xiwen very kind; In addition, he has extremely fair skin, and even if his face is still a little immature, it is already vaguely handsome, almost bewitching, which is very eye-catching; Even if he was wearing shabby clothes, he couldn't hide his outstanding temperament.

Xiwen looked at the immature face of the little wizard in front of him and was stunned for a moment.

He had no impression of the face. So it's clear that this is a freshman who hasn't been sorted yet, and it's not the same as what Xiwen had guessed before.

At this moment, the shouting of the little wizard with a rough face came from behind Xiwen.

"Rozier, it's this mudblood's hand that did it to me, you must help me get revenge!" He shouted.

Shewin was surprised that he could recognize him, and looked back at him.

Looking at this characteristic rugged face, Xiwen suddenly remembered that the two had met several times in what Sandrine called "normal socialization"—this rugged little wizard's name was Dick Lystrange, the heir to the branch of the Lystrange family.

"Dick Lystrange?" Xiwen raised an eyebrow, looked at him and asked.

"That's right, it's me." Lystrange said to Xiwen with a serious face. "I don't like the name Dick, please call me to Strange, thank you!"

Then, he suddenly howled loudly pretending to be aggrieved: "Rozier, our two families have always been good friends, you must help me avenge!" ”

Listening to his contrived voice, the corners of Xiwen's eyes jumped, resisting the urge to give him a kick, and turned his head to face the little wizard in the box.

The handsome little wizard on the other side also realized the fact that Shivin and Lystrange knew each other. After Xiwen turned his head to look, his expression became serious, and he silently clenched the wand in his hand.

"This senior, are you going to stand up for him regardless of the facts?" He pursed his thin lips a little nervously and said to Xiwen.

"Tell me what happened just now. How did it get to this point? Shiwen saw the freshman's nervousness and chuckled.

"The truth is, I opened the door of this carriage to sit in Mr. Strange's box, and I don't think I made any mistake." The handsome freshman said without humility or arrogance.

"No problem." Shiwen nodded lightly and replied.

"Well, and then he immediately spoke ill of me when he saw what I was wearing. And when he found out that I was from an orphanage, he called me 'Mudblood'! The handsome freshman continued. I don't know what a word 'mudblood' is, but I don't think it's a good word. ”

"Well, 'Mudblood' is an insulting term for Muggle-born wizards, and it's strictly forbidden at Hogwarts." Xiwen nodded.

Listening to what Xiwen said, Strange shouted in disbelief: "We are the twenty-eight holy clans, holy purebloods, Rozier!" Do you want to grow a mud for something like that? ”

"In fact, this kind of thing is not in my hands, it should be said when the level is long." Shivin shook his head and said to Strange. "In addition, I strongly advise you to get rid of your verbal habits, or you will suffer."

Then, Xiwen turned to the handsome little wizard again and asked with interest, "Freshman, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Tom Riddle, senior."

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