For the young wizards who have already obtained the illusion transfer license, in fact, not many people will like this way of traveling with Floo fans.

Harry stepped out of the fireplace, patted the ashes off his body, cleaned his glasses, and put them on his nose to look around. It was a place he knew, he saw the familiar black lake, the towering castle on the hillside on the other side of the lake, the windows twinkling under the stars, and Harry knew he was on the Hogwarts platform where the train had stopped.

Just like the city gate urn city just now, there are also many fireplaces installed here on the old converted platform, and the familiar environment of Hogwarts gives the students a sense of security at this time, and after a moment of waiting for them to look, the little wizards who do not have a new home at Hogwarts look at the black lake and the buildings that have sprung up in the distance around it, and the strangeness strikes again—Hogwarts is no longer the isolated school.

There was a complex of buildings in the former clearing next to the platform, and many of the buildings resembling dry docks and large docks were built - because they were not built on the shores of the Black Lagoon like the Hogwarts School Boat Hut, but directly on land.

"Another pitch by the Quidditch pitch?" exclaimed a young wizard, and when everyone looked in his direction, they found that there was a similar building on the edge of the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts in the distance, and the little wizards could see it by the moonlight after the rain, but the difference was that it seemed to be made of stone.

Other than that, Hogwarts didn't seem to have changed much, and then a lamp flickered above the students' heads, and the familiar voices of the older wizards shouted, "First year freshmen! First year students come here! Everyone else went to the front of the car as usual..."

Hagrid was dressed like the Umbrella Guards in ancient robes, and he was dressed as formal today as he had at his previous balls, his usual raunchy hair was tied into a ponytail and thrown back, his beard was carefully braided,—— he got along well with those Viking Necromantic Knights because of his physique and strength.

But the sudden roar of the dragon in the Forbidden Forest overshadowed the half-blood giants, making the young wizards who had not returned to school during the holidays shudder and realize that it was true that a dragon farm had been established in the Forbidden Forest.

"For Ravenclaw's sake... Lacey was bullying Nobeta again..."Hagrid was dressed as formally as he had at the previous prom, "Hmmm, don't be afraid, you'll be in contact with her in my class after third year..."Hagrid seemed to distinguish Harry and Ron from the overheads in front of him, "Oh, you're here, maybe you'd like to meet Nobeta with me later?" I should have known... Females were much more vicious than males. ”

"This is the one that Harry saved when he was in his first year? But let's talk about it when we're free, Hagrid, it's time for you to take the freshmen on the boat. Ginny said as a prefect looking at the children who were afraid of Hagrid - but at least Hagrid didn't let any of the children cry this year because he didn't wear the mole suit and the sense of civility that came with dressing properly.

The rest of the process continues to preserve the Hogwarts tradition, with new students heading to the Black Lagoon to prepare a boat for four and experience what it was like before the founders built the school.

Others were riding Thestrals' carriage to school, where more carriages were waiting than ever before, and this year, due to the unrest after the Dark Lord's return, more young wizards were able to see the scrawny, dragon-like black Thestrals with huge bat wings - a creature that can only be seen by those who have seen death, which many superstitious little wizards feel very unlucky.

Eventually, however, the chariot convoy creaked and staggered down the road, and they came to the magnificent cast-iron gates of Hogwarts, which had not been remodeled, and were still lined with stone pillars and decorated with winged warthogs at the preends.

But the guards outside the gate were not the Aurors of the past or the previous Umbrella Wizards, but composed of three tall necromantic knights wearing full-body plate armor and holding Viking axes, two of them standing on both sides of the iron gate, one on the left and one on the right, and the one in the middle who watched the carriage approached opened the gate for them, and then dodged away.

As he approached the Necro Knights, another chill hit Harry, causing him to shrink into his bumpy seat and close his eyes until they walked through the door - Harry had no fear of these Necro Knights, mainly as a feeling that reminded him of the time he had been attacked by the Dementors.

The carriage increased its speed on the long ramp until it reached the castle, and watched as the many corner towers and towers approached them. Finally, the carriage staggered to a halt, and Professor McGonagall, a tall witch dressed in a protective robe similar to that of the Gryffindor students, stood in front of the gate, except that the robe of the Gryffindor Dean was similar to the one on Alan's body set with dragon's eye beads, and there were many rubies with practical functions on it.

McGonagall, who was wrapped in a red cloak like a lion's mane around her shoulders, looked as serious as ever and counted the students against the list, she didn't have the heart to chat at this time, she just nodded at Harry, frowned at Ron, smoothed out the hood that was flipped behind his shoulder, and began to seriously compare the parchment list in her hand again without saying anything extra.

When they reached the Great Hall, they saw the diminutive Head of Ravenclaw taking the place of Professor McGonagall, waiting for the young first-year wizard to climb up from the quayside rock tunnel.

The Potions professor was wearing a Ravenclaw robe inlaid with many dark sapphires, which made the young wizards determine the clothing restrictions that the professors had also imposed this year, and Harry realized that there was another change in Hogwarts, and Filius Flitwick replaced the head of Gryffindor to become the vice-headmaster of Hogwarts- Neither Flitwick nor McGonagall, who had any interest in fighting for power, had no special thoughts about it, and this did not affect the mood of the two deans who were almost assigned to each other's houses, especially after Professor McGonagall had reassured Flitwick.

Entering the auditorium, the ceiling in the foyer was still so high that it was barely visible, large enough to move the entire Dursleys house in, and the luxurious marble staircase in front of it remained unchanged, leading to the upper floor. However, the torches that burned around the stone walls in previous years have become the soft blue light of the Ministry of Magic this year, and compared to the stone pier statues illuminated red by torches, the blue that seems to keep people calm at any time makes this ancient castle seem to glow with new vitality and elegance.

The hall echoed with the footsteps of the students, the floor was bright, and the little wizards entered the cafeteria.

The thousands of candles floating in the air above the table have not changed, still fulfilling their mission to illuminate the restaurant, and the velvety black ceiling is still hard to believe that there is a ceiling above, and it is hard to believe that the roof of the restaurant is not open-air.

But as the students walked a few steps and looked at what seemed to be more candles and the length and number of cutlery than in previous years, they realized that the auditorium might have been cast an additional traceless telescopic spell this year, and it looked a lot bigger than before.

Under the windowed wall in the innermost part of the auditorium, a large omniscient marker was placed in the center behind the faculty seats, and the pupils of the all-seeing eye on the marker were constantly turning to scan the auditorium.

Harry had just walked over to Gryffindor's table when Lavender Brown saw Ron like a bee to nectar, and pounced on him and grabbed Ron's arm firmly. Harry and Ginny looked at each other, sighed in understanding, and sat down.

"Harry, you can't run around in the middle of the night this time, or you'll lose a lot of points... This is our last year at school, and for God's sake, let's get the House Cup at least once..."Hermione poked her head out of the long table and stepped over the lion cub next to her and chattered at Harry's side, "The school has a lot of these omniscient markers, the eyes on them are somewhat similar to Gringotts' defenses or Moody's magic eye that can make people hide, and in addition to the dorm rooms, toilets, bathrooms and other places, most of the school has a Ministry of Magic surveillance room, which is always being checked." ”

The bad news made Harry's good mood disappear, and he muttered and replied that Hermione had no intention of chatting, but the rest of the auditorium seemed to be very lively, and what had happened during the summer vacation had given these young wizards who hadn't seen each other all the time to share and discuss, but for now, they were talking more about the professors at the long faculty table at the front of the auditorium, and they were much more numerous than usual - and even a handy man swaggered up there, He sat down in his chair.