On the busy train platform, a boy dressed in slightly shabby but very clean clothes, watching the crowd coming and going, carefully walked back and forth between platforms 9 and 10, as if looking for something.

But after searching for a while, the boy did not find it, and he began to feel a little anxious, and just when he was a little unsure of what to do, a rather lively-sounding voice came from the side.

"Alright! I'll remember to write you a letter a week, I'll remember to eat well, I'll remember ......"

"I hope you don't forget." A middle-aged man sighed, touched the girl's head, then turned to look at the boy and smiled, "Hogwarts freshmen?" ”

"Yes, sir, I'm Tom Riddle, a Hogwarts freshman, and now I'm going to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. But I don't know where that platform is? The boy named Tom was a little embarrassed, his handsome appearance and good demeanor gave people a well-behaved feeling, which could arouse the favor of others.

"Exactly a lovely boy, you can call me Mr. Prince." Hearing this, the man smiled and said, "As for your question, this is normal, that platform has recently been subjected to powerful magic, and in the past, you little wizards were able to use their own sense of magic elements to find the right place." Not now, if there is no one to guide me, I won't be able to find it! Wait a minute, just follow me! ”

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Prince!" Tom replied happily, and then was stunned to see the father and daughter rush into a pillar.

Tom was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and pushed the cart full of his luggage towards a pillar between the two platforms. The moment he approached the wall, Tom's calm face still couldn't help but show a nervous expression, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

But the expected collision did not happen, and he continued to push the car forward, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a crimson steam locomotive parked next to the crowded platform, and the sign on the train read: Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock.

"It's ......"

Tom looked at the steam-filled platform, the crowd of people coming and going, mostly in black robes, with their children at their side.

"What's that?" Tom's attention was soon drawn to a family whose lady was followed by a girl who was like flowing water, and Tom's extraordinary talent allowed him to feel the surging magic in the girl's body.

"That's a five-star monster, a spring elf." After the Prince girl standing in front of him responded, she said casually, "It is also the most popular monster among women now." Although the combat effectiveness is a little worse, it has good healing ability, and most importantly, it can condense a drop of pure water every day, which has a very good beauty effect, comparable to the top beauty potion. ”

"My mom has wanted her for a long time because she thinks our family's beauty potions have always had a strange smell. It's a pity that there are only four or five Spring Spirit cards in the whole of England now, which is very rare. After Prince finished speaking, he pulled Tom into the train.

The first few cars of the train were already full, and Prince pulled Tom to find an empty compartment at the back of the middle of the train.

As soon as he sat down, Tom couldn't help but ask, "What are the spring elves and cards?" Can you tell me about it? ”

"This is actually common sense! But you didn't grow up in our wizarding world, so it's normal not to know. Prince thought for a moment and asked, "Do you know the game cards that came out of Germain?" ”

"Of course I do!" Tom nodded.

"That's convenient!" Prince nodded: "I don't know if you have noticed that one of the characteristics of the three-level nine-star game card is that the higher the level, the rarer it is, and the more detailed the story and introduction it has. And what I'm telling you is that most of the stories recorded on those cards are true. ”

"How is this possible!" Tom couldn't help but almost say.

"Nothing is impossible!" Seemingly unhappy with Tom's rebuttal, Prince said displeasedly: "The founder of the game cards is a living deity, and he still watches the world, and according to legend, all the cards have monster spirits living in them, and all monster spirits are his dependents. ”

With that, Prince made a gesture on his chest and began to pray.

Tom didn't know how to answer, and the silence lasted until Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

After a rough and dark path, Tom and Prince came to the side of a black lake, and looking at the majestic castle rising high on the hillside on the other side of the lake, Tom wondered, "Is that Hogwarts?" ”

"That's right! This is Hogwarts, the only school of witchcraft and wizardry in England and the only school in the world that has been blessed by the gods of games! It seems that because he has arrived in the place favored by his gods, Prince is much more lively than before.

She led Tom to a small boat and rode through the Black Lagoon into Hogwarts, where she was led by a tall witch in emerald robes into the castle.

"Welcome to Hogwarts." After the witch finished speaking, she pointed to herself and said, "You can call me Professor McGonagall, and you will attend the opening ceremony that every new student must go through." However, before you can be seated, we will have to do a sorting ceremony to determine the environment in which you will study in the future. ”

"The Sorting Ceremony is a thousand-year-old tradition at Hogwarts and is a very important ritual, and the names of the four Hogwarts houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history and has produced many outstanding wizards......"

Walking to a common room, Professor McGonagall paused for an introduction, cleared her throat and said, "Alright, little gentlemen, little ladies, you still have a few minutes to tidy up your appearance, and in a few moments, you will have a sorting ceremony in front of all the teachers and students." ”

With that, Professor McGonagall left the common room, and after a while, led Tom's group of freshmen into the auditorium.

Standing in the middle of the procession, Tom followed him into the auditorium, and saw four long tables in the auditorium, which were filled with various golden cutlery. At this time, there were already many students sitting at the table, and the last section of each long table was left empty, apparently reserved for their group of freshmen.

Tom looked up at the miraculous ceiling above him, the transparent dome that could see the stars in the dark night sky, and beneath the dome, thousands of lit candles suspended in mid-air, reflecting the entire auditorium as if it were day.

Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and a four-legged stool appeared out of thin air at the feet of the child at the front of the group, and then a card fell from the sky and landed on the stool, turning into a dirty, pointed wizard's hat.

This hat is a magic prop made by Hogwarts in the past, and after the baptism of Yuan Qingwei's divine power, it has been turned into a top-level card, and it is also one of the cornerstones of Hogwarts.

So, Professor McGonagall bowed slightly to her hat, then took a few steps back, waved her wand, and summoned a long roll of parchment to her hand.

"Now, whoever I call by name will come forward and put on his hat, sit on a stool, and wait for the Sorting House."

"Abraxas Malfoy!"

McGonagall called out the first name, and a blonde boy stepped forward and put on his dirty hat, and a moment later, a dark streamer appeared behind the boy, and the young wizards below let out an exclamation.

Eventually, behind Abraxas, the streamer converged into a monster with a branch in one hand and a shield in the other, a snake on the lower half of its body, and a rooster-like head.

'Obaashur, who originated in Persia, was once a Persian deity, but with the rise of the Almighty God, he gradually turned into a six-star monster of the devil. Looking at the monster figure above, Tom's mind automatically flashed with the corresponding information.

Then, Tom saw the monster turn into a card and fall into the hands of Abraxas Malfoy. At the same time, the wizard's hat on his head shouted, "No doubt, Slytherin! ”

'The sorting ceremony still has such an effect, and I don't know what kind of contract monster I will have!' Tom's eyes lit up as he looked at the Sorting Hat.