Chapter 19: Hufflepuff Seniors (New Book Issue, I hope book lovers will support it with more tickets in their hands)

On the first day of September, London was hit by a cold spell.

People walking the streets of the city of London have put on windproof and warm coats.

Inside King's Cross Station, a sea of pedestrians hurried towards their destination.

"Arthur, don't you really need me to send you in?"

Ms. Irene, who was wearing a black nun's uniform, looked at Arthur, who was pushing a pile of luggage in front of her, and held back the reluctance in her heart and asked in a low voice.

"No, Sister Irene. It's no problem for me to be on my own. ”

Arthur tied Doom's cage on the cart with a rope, then walked up to Erin and gently hugged the nun who had taken care of him as he grew up.

Doom, the owl he bought from Diagon Alley, is a one-year-old male long-eared owl.

Because he had only been in St. Mary's Orphanage for a few days and had sent most of the rats in the orphanage to Yellow Springs, Arthur named him Doom.

"In the future, without our care, you have to remember to eat on time, and remember to wear warm clothes when it's cold. There is no Lord in that place, and you must remember not to catch a cold... Every time you catch a cold, you have a high fever for days..."

Sister Irene gently hugged Arthur, and then, like a mother, told Arthur...

"Do you need help?"

Just as Arthur was thinking about how to put his suitcase on top of his head, on the rack that was more than a meter above him.

A teenager in a Hufflepuff house uniform approached him.

Arthur looked back, and the slender, handsome blonde boy threw a good-natured smile at him.

"My name is Cedric Diggory and I'm going to be a third-year Hufflepuff. Just call me Cedric. ”

After saying that, Cedric didn't ask Arthur again if he needed help, but directly picked up Arthur's luggage and put it on the luggage rack.

"This luggage rack is very problematic in design, and only very few first-year students like you can put it on it."

"Thank you, my name is Arthur Pendragon. This year's first-year freshmen. ”

"Arthur Pendragon? Are you the genius writer who wrote Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone? ”

Upon hearing Arthur's name, Cedric smiled delightfully and pressed his hands on Arthur's shoulders, eager to confirm that he was the genius writer.

"Hmm... It's me. ”

Arthur nodded, the enthusiasm of the Hufflepuff senior in front of him made him a little uncomfortable.

"Haha, I didn't expect that after getting in the car, the first freshman I met was you. What a pleasure it is! If you don't mind, let's sit down and talk slowly. ”

After receiving Arthur's affirmation, Cedric laughed gracefully, then patted Arthur on the shoulder and invited him to his carriage.

As soon as I got in the car, I met such a friendly Hufflepuff senior, although it was too enthusiastic.

But Arthur didn't turn down his kindness, as not all students on the train would show affection for a new Muggle student.

"This is it, close to your suitcase. Rest assured, seats in the student's carriage are not fixed and are available on a first-served basis. ”

Perhaps it was Arthur's calm face that made Cedric think he was overly nervous. So he told all the freshman doubts he could think of.

"Thank you, I've always been this kind of character."

Encountering such a friendly and enthusiastic senior, Arthur remembered the advice of Father Hughes and Sister Erin, and explained it to Cedric so that he would not be misunderstood.

"Haha, I'll just say, how can you be timid to write such a wonderful novel. Genius writers, understand and understand. ”

After listening to Arthur's explanation, Cedric carefully observed Arthur's face, and then chuckled.

It's a little dull, but at least it's polite, isn't it?

"By the way, as a senior, I would like to remind you. When you get to school, be careful of Rubeus Hagrid, the gamekeeper, and Severus Snape, the head of the Slytherin Academy..."

Cedric bent down and whispered to Arthur.

Although it is very rude to speak ill of people behind their backs.

But Cedric didn't want to see Arthur targeted by these two.

Hagrid was fine, Professor Snape's words, it was an absolute disaster.

"Huh? Did something happen? ”

Arthur twitched his eyelashes slightly, puzzled by Cedric's kindness.

"Well, my father once went to the tavern in Hogsmeade and met Hagrid, and he drank a lot of wine and was still muttering your name in his mouth."

"Whatever you say, it's because of you that he lost Dumbledore's trust..."

"I don't know why, but you'd better be careful..."

"As for Professor Snape... The other day I went to Diagon Alley to buy new grade books and magic materials, and I saw him arguing with that famous writer, Gilderoy Lockhart, who tore up a copy of your novel in front of him..."

Cedric explained to Arthur in a low voice as he looked at the young wizard passing by.

"Thank you, I'll be careful." Arthur thanked sincerely.

Arthur already had the answer to why Hagrid was so angry with him.

But Professor Snape... Arthur only hoped that the Sorting Hat would not be assigned to Slytherin House because of his bad taste.

Traditionally, it was impossible for a Muggle to be sorted into Slytherin House.

But there's an accident, isn't it...

Seeing that Arthur accepted his kind reminder, Cedric stopped continuing the topic.

He took a book from his backpack, flipped through the page he had marked, pointed to a plot inside, and began to ask Arthur for advice.

Arthur looked at it, and it turned out to be the plot of Harry Potter encountering Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest and sucking the blood of a unicorn.

"Isn't the blood of a unicorn cursed? Why does this black shadow suck the blood of a unicorn, isn't he afraid of being cursed? ”

"Haven't you seen the ending yet?"

Arthur looked closely at the book in Cedric's hand, and found that the second half was very new, and he felt like he hadn't read it, so he asked.

"Hehe, I really haven't finished reading it..."

previously praised Arthur as a genius writer, and the plot of the novel was very exciting, but now after being broken by the author himself, Cedric chuckled awkwardly.

"Then I can't explain it, after all, you don't want to be spoiled by me."

"Indeed, I found that you buried a lot of foreshadowing in the previous chapters, and I wrote them all down, wait for me..."

Bang!

Just as Cedric was about to say, 'He'll be very happy if he finds a follow-up to the foreshadowing in the following chapters.' 'Time.

There was a sudden loud bang in the aisle of the carriage, followed by the noise of several young wizards.

Cedric frowned slightly, then made a reassuring gesture to Arthur, but he stood up and walked to the door of the carriage.

"Looks like this freshman class is going to give professors a lot of headaches..."

Cedric watched several young wizards in freshman uniforms arguing not far away, and turned back to Arthur and said.

"The prefects shouldn't be in this carriage, I'll go over and take a look, don't let them fight."