After a while, the black snake on the necks of Goyle and Crabbe suddenly leaped upward, and then turned into ink and splashed their faces.

For Crabbe and Goyle's two henchmen, Maple was only a small punishment. And for Malfoy, who was disrespectful again, Maple didn't let it go so easily.

The two small snakes around his neck also jumped in the air, but they jumped directly into Malfoy's mouth. When the two little snakes jumped into Malfoy's mouth, they turned into a toad and a mouse instead of ink.

The little mouse squeaked in Malfoy's mouth, and Malfoy tried to spit it out, but the toad gagged his mouth tightly.

The toad's body arched forward one after another, and the huge poison sacs on his back bulged, giving Malfoy goosebumps all over his body.

Malfoy bent over, desperately trying to spit the two pets out, but couldn't.

Crabbe and Goyle, the two stupid big men, Malfoy didn't give them orders, so they stupidly stayed there and didn't know how to come and help.

Malfoy took out his wand in a hurry, but he couldn't use any spells at all, and finally stabbed the toad that Maple had deformed with his wand, and turned into a mouthful of black ink.

"Woooooooooooo Vomit vomit vomit! Sizzle! "Malfoy's ink is not just ink, in addition to the composition of the ink for writing, it also has a spicy and disgusting potion that Dursleys and sons have already tasted.

"Let's go!" Malfoy, who had been tortured by Maple, didn't dare to stay here any longer, and dragged his luggage and escaped from the box next to Maple with Crabgaul.

"Haha, well done!"

"It's so relieving!"

As Maple lowered his wand and slowly screwed the cap on, Harry and Ron erupted in loud cheers.

Hermione was also smiling, and she was so happy that Maple was angry with her, who made Malfoy too arrogant before, and insulted her 'mudblood'?

After they had laughed for a long time, Malfoy had already run away, and Harry remembered what Malfoy had said about Durmstrang, so he asked, "Is Durmstrang also a school of witchcraft and wizardry?" ”

"Yes," Hermione snorted disdainfully, "and its reputation is terrible. According to the European Assessment of Magical Education, the school takes black magic very seriously. ”

"I think I've heard," Ron said vaguely, "where is it?" Which country? ”

"Well, no one will know, will they?" Hermione raised an eyebrow and said.

"Oh—why?" Harry asked.

"There has always been fierce competition between the various schools of magic. Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were willing to keep their school locations hidden so that no one could steal their secrets. Hermione replied solemnly.

"Stop," Ron said, laughing, "Durmstrang must be about the size of Hogwarts, how can you keep a big castle hidden?" ”

"But Hogwarts is hidden." Hermione said, looking a little surprised, "Everybody knows, oh, anyone who has read Hogwarts, a school history should know." ”

Harry and Ron glanced at each other, and at the same time showed embarrassed expressions, and then could only continue to ask Hermione: "You go on, how is a castle as big as Hogwarts hidden?" ”

"It's enchanted," Hermione said, "and Muggles look at it, and all they can see is a pile of ruined ruins, and a sign hanging at the entrance that says dangerous, no entry, no safety. ”

"So, to an outsider, Durmstrang is also a pile of ruins?"

"Probably," Hermione said, shrugging her shoulders, "or maybe it had been cast a Muggle banishment, like a World Cup stadium." In order to prevent foreign wizards from discovering it, it can also be made undrawn-"

"What does that mean?"

"Well, you can cast a spell on a building so that no one else can plot it on the map, understand?"

"Well, you'd better be clearer." Harry said.

"But I think Dumslang is probably a long way north," Hermione said thoughtfully, "a very cold place, because their uniforms include fur cloaks. ”

The train kept moving north, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The sky was dark, and the windows were covered with moisture, so lanterns were lit in broad daylight. Rattle, rattle, the small cart serving the rice was pushed down the aisle.

They bought a lot of food, and as Harry picked up a chocolate frog, Maple, who had been busy with something since he had been talking, finally looked up and said happily, "Finally one!" ”

"What is this?" Hermione asked curiously, and after Maple handed her the card, Hermione suddenly let out a scream, "Wow! ”

Harry and Ron had just seen an active figure on the card from a distance, and thought it was the same thing as the Chocolate Frog card, but after Hermione's 'wow', they came up curiously.

Only then did they see the full picture of the card made by Maple -

The figure in the center of the card is maple, who is seen waving his wand and muttering words in his mouth, and at the top of the card is a line of text that shows a spell: Disarm Charm - Remove Your Weapon.

Not only is the spell of the disarming spell written on the card, but also the syllables of the spell to be recited when using the spell.

The movement of the figure on the card is to demonstrate the wand shaking when casting a spell, first quickly, then half the speed on the second pass, half the speed on the third pass, and then back to normal, and so on.

"It's okay," Maple said, tapping the card with his wand, and the action of the card started from the beginning again, only this time the card made a spell after demonstrating the action of casting the spell.

"Wow, that's awesome!" Ron said excitedly, "Maple, can you make me a set of cards like this for all the spells you know?" ”

"It's still in the prototype stage, and I've only made such a card, whether there are any defects in the card, whether the magic image of the card can last, and the cost of the card, etc., all of which have yet to be verified. But don't worry, I'll give you a set when all the cards are fully functional! Maple said.

"Great!" Ron and Harry said.

Hermione smiled and looked at Maple, who blinked—

Don't worry, the first set I made will definitely be for you, and they will all go to the back!

Hermione glared at him—

Whoever said I wanted this thing, I was going to be involved in the process of making your cards.

Oh, so I was mistaken.

When Harry and Ron looked over, they immediately ended eye contact, and their faces looked nonchalant.

In the afternoon, several of their friends came to visit them, Seamofinigan, Dean Thomas, and Neville Longbottom. In addition to these friends, Fred and George, as well as their good friend Lee Jordan, also came along.

Seamus is still wearing his Irish coat of arms, and some of its magic seems to be slowly fading. It's still screaming "Troy!" Marlett! Moran! But his voice was weak, as if he had exhausted himself.

"Well done!" The twin brothers gave a thumbs up to Maple.

"That's cool!" Neville, who had been bullied by Malfoy before, also adored.

Heh, I didn't expect the news of Maple teaching Malfoy a lesson to spread quickly.

But after the words of praise were said one by one, they began to review the World Cup again. Although Hermione was excited to see the Quidditch World Cup, she was a little tired of the boys talking endlessly about the Quidditch World Cup, so she began to prepare for the new school year again.

Maple has now mastered several advanced levels of magic and is beginning to move towards the top level, and if he wants to study, he will also study the seventh grade course.

However, in order to take care of Hermione's feelings, Maple did not reveal his learning progress. Otherwise, she took all the courses last year and used a time turner to make herself tired, only to find that the gap between herself and Maple had widened again, which would have made her even more annoyed that she had made a stupid decision last year.

Time seemed to pass as they ate on the piles of snacks they had bought and discussed Quidditch endlessly. By the time Seamus and the others left, they were almost at Hogwarts.

It wasn't long before they changed into their robes that the Hogwarts Express began to slow down.

The car quickly stopped, the door opened, and there was a rumbling thunder in the air. The rain was falling so hard that it was like buckets of icy water pouring over their heads, but it was much better than the rainstorm during the first Quidditch match last year.

Maple and Hermione pulled out their wands and cast a rain charm on themselves. Harry and Ron, who hadn't yet learned spells, had no choice but to let them cast spells on them.

"You two, it's time to practice the spell too!" After Hermione finished casting a spell on Ron, she couldn't help but preach a few words. But looking at Harry and Ron's expressions, it didn't seem to be listening at all.

"Hello, Hagrid!" Seeing Hagrid leading the first-year students to the boat, the four Maple greeted him.

"Hello, Maple, Harry, Ron, Hermione!" Hagrid replied in a gruff voice, waving his hand, "By the way, Maple, how are those fire guinea pigs I sent you?" ”

"I'm sorry, Hagrid, I didn't take care of them, they're all dead." Maple said 'apologetically'.

"That's a shame!" Hagrid said uncomfortably, then said goodbye to the Maple and the others, and left with the first-graders.

"Fire guinea pigs? How come we haven't met? Ron asked quizzically after Hagrid left.

"Haven't you all seen it? You guys were so happy! Maple said.

"We" Ron was interrupted by Hermione's voice before he could finish speaking. "You mean the kind of meat we ate before the Quidditch World Cup?"

"Not bad, it tastes good!" Maple laughed.

Harry immediately remembered some unknown meat they had used in their barbecue before the Quidditch World Cup, and remembered that Ludo Bagman had eaten it and asked what it was, but Maple kept silent.

It turned out to be the meat of a guinea pig from Hagrid, and Harry looked at Hagrid's back in the distance and mourned for him.

Oh, I can't imagine ferrying across the lake in such weather. Hermione couldn't help but look at the bad weather.

The two of them didn't cast a spell on Hagrid because he was a teacher, and it wouldn't be great if he had a rain charm on him and the first year was drenched in the rain.

Riding a boat in the rainstorm is a rare experience for this new student, and Maple thinks it is better not to interfere without permission.

Walking through the dark platform, they boarded the carriage pulled by the invisible Thestrals and set off for Hogwarts Castle.

When they arrived at the castle, everyone except for the four of them who had used the rain charm, everyone else was drenched in the rain.

Just as they entered the hall, Maple and Hermione had just lifted the spell on them, a large red balloon filled with water fell from the ceiling and exploded above Ron's head. Ron was immediately drenched, mumbling and stumbling onto Harry next to him. Just then, a second water bomb fell, only to hit Hermione before it bounced off the armor spell she cast, bouncing off Harry's feet.

After the explosion,. Icy cold water squirted out and poured on his tourist shoes, soaking his socks. The people around them screamed and pushed each other, all trying to get out of this place as soon as possible.

It was the prankster Peeves again, hovering twenty feet above their heads. I saw another water balloon in its hand, and its mischievous eyes were looking around, as if looking for the next target.

"Peeves!" An angry voice shouted, "Peeves, get me down!" ”

Professor McGonagall, Vice-Chancellor and Head of Gryffindor House, rushed out of the auditorium. The ground was so wet that she slipped under her feet, grabbing Hermione's neck so she didn't fall.

"Ugh—I'm sorry, Miss Granger—"

"It's okay, Professor!" Hermione gasped, rubbing her throat.

"Peeves, you come down for me now!" Professor McGonagall yelled, her peaked top hat on her head and glaring through her square-rimmed glasses.

"I didn't do anything!" Peeves giggled, and threw another water bomb at the fifth-graders, who screamed and rushed into the auditorium, "They're already wet anyway, right?" Hey, little furry boy! Eat me a shot! He picked up another water bomb and aimed it at a group of second-graders who had just entered.

"I'm going to call the principal!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "I warn you, Peeves—"

Peeves sticks out his tongue and throws the last few water bombs into the air, then swoops up the marble staircase, giggling madly.

After Peeves leaves, Maple waves his wand again and begins to clean up the scene. Not to be outdone, Hermione waved her wand and used magic.

One and a half, Maple and Hermione used magic to clean up the water stains on the slippery ground in an instant, much to Professor McGonagall's embarrassment when she almost slipped just now.

Luckily, Maple and Hermione didn't notice Professor McGonagall's embarrassment, and after they had cleared the floor, they used magic to dry Harry Ron and their wet robes.

"Thank you, Maple!"

"Thank you, Hermione!"

The other students who had been affected around also came over, and Maple and Hermione helped them dry their clothes.

"Alright, you guys go inside!" Professor McGonagall spoke to Maple and Hermione, her eyes full of approval.

The auditorium is still as splendid and magnificent, and it has been specially decorated for the banquet of the new school. Hundreds of candles float above the table, illuminating golden plates and goblets. The four long college tables were already filled with twittering students.

The four of Maple walked past the students of the other houses and took their seats at the Gryffindor table.

"Good evening." The ghosts of Gryffindor almost lost their heads, no, the Headless Horseman Nick greeted them with a smile.

Maple helped him cut off his head completely, and also got out the food they were eating, and as soon as Maple came in, Nick immediately came over to say hello to them.

There were several empty seats at the staff desks, and Professor McGonagall was in charge of picking up the first-year students, and Hagrid was taking them across the lake, but the Defence Against the Dark Arts class was also empty.

"Why don't you see the new teacher in Defence Against the Dark Arts class? Professor Dumbledore hasn't found anyone yet" Hermione said with some concern, their Defence Against the Dark Arts class was cursed and they had to change teachers every year. There had been no accident until the end of last year, and they thought that Professor Lupin would be able to stay any longer.

They also wanted Professor Lupin to continue to teach, that his lessons would be lively and interesting, and that they would be able to learn something really useful from him.

It's just that during the summer vacation, Professor Lupin's identity as a werewolf was exposed by the Daily Prophet, and Professor Lupin had no choice but to resign, after all, he still did not escape the curse of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class changing professors once a year.

"Oh, hurry up," Ron said as he clutched his grumbling belly and sighed, "I can barely eat a Hippogriff." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the auditorium opened, and everyone immediately fell silent. Professor McGonagall led the long line of first-year students to the top of the auditorium.

Apparently under the influence of Maple, Professor McGonagall also cast a spell on the new students. They came by boat from the lake in the torrential rain, and their clothes seemed to be dry at the moment.

But at this moment, facing all the teachers and students, they are still very nervous.

When all the freshmen had entered the Great Hall, Professor McGonagall placed a triangular stool in front of them, and placed the famous Sorting Hat on the stool.

The first-year students stared at it in amazement. Others looked at it too. For a moment, there was silence in the auditorium. Then a crack near the brim of the hat opened like a mouth, and the hat suddenly began to sing:

That was more than a thousand years ago.

I've just been woven into shape,

There are four famous wizards,

Their names have survived to this day:

Brave Gryffindor, from a barren swamp,

Beautiful Ravenclaw, from the tranquil riverside,

Merciful Hufflepuff, from the open valley,

Shrewd Slytherin, from that quagmire.

They share a dream, a wish,

At the same time, there is a bold plan,

To nurture young wizards into talents,

Hogwarts School was founded in this way.

These four great wizards

Everybody builds his own college,

They are in the students they teach

There are different ideas about the talent valued.

Gryffindor believes that the bravest of the people

deserves the highest reward;

Ravenclaw felt that the minds were the smartest

Always the most promising;

Hufflepuff felt that the most diligent and hard-working

to be the most qualified to enter the college;

And power-hungry Slytherins

I like ambitious teenagers the most.

The four great wizards in their living years

personally pick out the proud protégé,

But when they sleep in the Nine Springs,

How do you select the best in the student pool?

It was Gryffindor who came up with the solution,

He plucked me off his head,

The Big Four have all injected me with thoughts,

From now on, it is up to me to pick and evaluate!

Okay, put me on the head,

I've never looked at it,

I want to look at your mind,

Determine which house you belong to!

After the Sorting Hat was finished, the auditorium burst into applause.

"When I call someone's name, they put their hat on their head and sit down on a stool," said Professor McGonagall, who came over with a large roll of parchment after the hat had finished singing, and said to the first-year students, "and when the hat announces the house, go and sit down at the corresponding table." ”

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