Chapter 9: Hermione Granger

Rubeus Hagrid, the caretaker of the hunting grounds, although Connor can't remember the specifics, has the impression that he is indeed a good man.

Under his leadership, the first-year students soon left the wide avenue leading to the stone bridge and walked down a steep, narrow land.

After turning a corner and arriving at a docking point, the night scene belonging to the entire wizarding school was truly exposed to the young wizards.

The majesty of the thousand-year-old castle is rushing to the face, and the brilliant lights seem to tell the glory and prosperity of the past.

"Alright, we're going to cross this wide lake by boat, remember no more than four people per boat!"

Just as most of the young wizards were drawn to the view, Hagrid shouted at the top of his voice.

"So why are we going this way?"

"Really, my shoes are covered in mud!"

It was only at this point that Connor heard some discordant voices, a kind of complaint full of arrogance.

Looking back at random, Connor saw Malfoy, who had only 'communicated' before.

And at this moment, of course, the only one who complains will be him.

The pampered young master just tried desperately to wipe the mud off his boots, but no matter how much he rubbed it, the mud became more and more.

Connor himself was not interested in this kind of complaint, he just subconsciously looked around to see the attitude of the little wizards around him.

Most of them didn't know why, except for a few who showed excitement, most of the other children were like this.

"Speaking of which, did you know that our first-year students were coming here?"

"Huh?"

Ernie was the first to react, but unfortunately, he didn't hear what Connor was saying because he didn't pay much attention.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, just asking if you know why our freshmen are on the boat."

"This ...... I really don't know, my family hasn't said it. ”

Ernie shook his head.

"Hannah, what about you?"

Connor looked at the lively girl again.

But at this time, she seemed to have met an acquaintance, and she was just chatting with her friends by herself.

It was a girl that Connor was looking at at at the same time, and she just reached out and bumped Hannah.

"Your friend is calling you."

"Huh?"

Only then did she react.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just wanted to ask if you know why we're on a boat here."

"Well, my family seems to have said that, but I didn't pay much attention to it."

"That's right."

Without waiting for Connor to say anything more, Hannah just tugged at her friend's sleeve.

"Oh yes, I'll introduce you, this is my good friend Susan."

She tugged at Connor's sleeve again.

"He's Connor."

"Hello, I'm Susan Bones."

Compared to Hannah, she was a little reserved, and Connor was just a friendly hand.

"Connor McMeb."

It's not particularly familiar, but it's a new friend.

And knowing everything, Connor casually asked:

"Do you know why?"

"Huh? Crossing the lake? I don't know much either. ”

Susan just smiled sheepishly.

These are supposed to be pure-blood wizard family children who don't seem to know much about this, as for Neville...... Because of the memory problems he demonstrated, Connor had no hope left.

"So you don't know."

Connor couldn't help but sigh.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Hannah asked.

"Shall I help you ask the others?"

"No, I'm just ...... casually"

"I know that."

Suddenly, another voice interjected into the conversation.

As he walked to the prestige, Connor met a proud little witch.

She crossed her hands on her hips and looked proud and complacent.

"This kind of thing is recorded in Hogwarts, a history of the school, and it is a traditional Hogwarts ritual for new students to cross the lake, and the number of four people coincides with the four wizards who founded the school, who arrived on the other side along the wide lake and established Hogwarts, which is said to be a blessing in the hope that the students' future achievements will reach the level of the four great founders."

That proud look revealed a kind of vanity and pride, but it was very different from Malfoy's unwitting arrogance.

"That's about it, is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

She's just showing off her knowledge and letting others know she's read the book.

"Basically no ......"

At this, Connor suddenly raised an eyebrow.

There was some inexplicable stinging pain in his head, and he was a little blind in the dark before, even if he had excellent eyesight, he didn't pay special attention to the specific appearance of the little witch in front of him.

But now it seemed inexplicably familiar, especially the pair of exposed front teeth, which reminded Connor of a beaver.

He knew the man, but now he needed a little verification.

"Get acquainted?"

Without taking the liberty of asking for anything, Connor just held out his hand.

"I'm Connor, Connor McMeb."

"Hermione Granger."

Vaguely, Connor felt as if she breathed a sigh of relief, and after a smile bloomed, she held out her hand.

"Nice to meet you."

Sure enough, it was her.

As he shook hands politely, Connor's mind was filled with messy keywords.

Some are pictures, others are words that appear in books.

It wasn't clear if it was a movie, a novel, or any other document, but he remembered that Hermione Granger would become Minister of Magic in the future.

It's just that she can still only be described as immature, and Connor can tell at a glance that she doesn't know how to make friends.

On the other side, Hermione had noticed Connor's strange gaze.

She couldn't help but touch the corners of her mouth and cheeks,

"Is there anything on my face?"

"No, no, I'm just curious, you should be a child of an ordinary family, right?"

Not a specialty of the wizarding world, Connor just used the most ordinary words to describe it.

This made Hermione a little unresponsive.

In order to better integrate into the wizarding world, she did all kinds of homework in advance, and her mind was full of those different words, and after a while, she nodded.

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"No, nothing."

Regarding the matter of wizarding schools, the answer is actually those children born from ordinary families in the true sense, and their curiosity about that new thing supports them to explore and study.

However, the original wizarding family did not understand this, and even complained about the environment and expressed arrogant attitudes and opinions.

"Okay boys, it's time to get on the boat, how long are you going to stay there?"

Hagrid shouted.

By the time they came to their senses, most of the freshmen had already boarded the boat, and they were the only ones left.

Then he looked at the boats, some of which were not even full.

Speaking of which, there is no guarantee that the number of students will be able to reach four, right?

"Well, there's a smell of formalism."