For the rest of her travels, Hermione Granger was wary of Neville Longbottom.

Her words suddenly became much less.

Matthew, on the other hand, had been happily talking to Neville.

also "inquired" a little about the wizarding world from his mouth.

It's a pity that Neville Longbottom is an eleven-year-old boy after all, and many things are only half-understood.

I don't know too much information.

As they spoke, the train had already left London. They galloped along the pastures of cattle and sheep towards the north.

At about half past twelve in the afternoon, a noisy sound suddenly came from the aisle outside the box.

Then, a chubby witch pushed open the door of the box with a wheelbarrow, and she asked, "Honey, do you need a snack?"

"Yes!" Neville suddenly came to his senses, and took a bunch of snacks such as Bibi multi-flavored beans, chocolate frogs, and crucible-shaped cakes directly from the trolley.

"What about you, dear?" the witch looked at Hermione and Matthew.

Hermione walked over with some hesitation, "Are these also free?"

"Of course......" the witch nodded, "but don't waste too much. ”

......

"Hogwarts is awesome!" commented Hermione after a few minutes, holding a licorice wand in her hand.

"Hogwarts paid for our tuition, books, and living expenses, but where did the money come from?" asked Matthew, a little curious, as he took a big bite of the pumpkin pie.

"The school itself is rich. Neville stuffed Bibi Beans into his mouth, "Not to mention the Headmaster......"

And Hermione's gaze then turned to a bag of chocolate frogs: "This frog, will it move on its own?"

"That's right. Neville nodded, "So you have to be careful not to let it run away...... Also, the pictures in it are quite interesting, and I'm close to collecting them. ”

Hermione opened the chocolate frog and took out the picture.

"It's Morgan le Fay!" exclaimed, looking at the image on the picture, "I've heard of her in the Muggle world!"

"That's her name in the Muggle world, and in the wizarding world she's called 'Morgana'!" Neville looked strange as he seemed to eat a bad-tasting Bibi bean, "She's probably the most powerful dark wizard in British history, a contemporary of Merlin...... This card is still quite rare, I suggest you keep it!"

At the same time, Matthew also took apart a piece of chocolate frog.

His picture is of an old man's face, a very handsome old man, at least this face is very comfortable to look at. He had neat short silver-white hair and a mustache, and at the same time he had a gentle smile on his face.

The name under the picture is: Gellert Grindelwald.

"It's Grindelwald!" Matthew whispered.

"Don't tell me you've never heard of Grindelwald, he's the greatest wizard of the century!" Neville said, "though I've got eight of his chocolate frog paintings." ”

Matthew slowly flipped the picture over and read the text on the back:

"Gellert Greenwald, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts

Recognized as the greatest wizard of our time

Greenwald's well-known contributions include:

Defeated the Dark Wizard Dumbledore in 1945

Advance the reconstruction of the Ministry of Magic after the First Wizarding War

Eleven uses of fire dragon blood were discovered

Working with Kassandra Trelawney has been fruitful in terms of prophecy

Professor Grindelwald has a sweet tooth and a ten-pinch ball game"

Matthew quietly flipped the picture to the front again, and saw Greenwald smiling at him.

For some reason, the smile made him shiver.

......

The rest of the journey was rather boring.

Because Matthew had apparently become much more silent, and Hermione was reluctant to communicate too much with Neville.

There were no other wizards in the carriage either.

Such a dull trip lasted about half a day.

A voice suddenly began to echo on the train: "The train will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes, please leave your luggage on the train while you walk to the assembly." ”

The train slowed down at the same time, and Matthew, Neville, and Hermione formed a small line, squeezing into the push-and-shove crowd and rushing to the doors.

They disembarked on a brightly lit platform with a sign that read: Hogsmeade.

"First-year freshmen, come to me!" shouted an old man holding a lamp with a prosthetic leg, from the side of the crowd.

"This is Professor Kettleburn!" Neville explained softly to Matthew, "he's the Hogwarts Conservation Wizard Conservation Professor, and the Hunting Ground Warden. ”

A group of little guys squeezed in front of the old man.

Matthew then discovered that the old man's three limbs, except for his left arm, were made up of magical prosthetics.

After counting the crowd and counting the people, Professor Kettleburn continued: "Very well, come with me! All the first-year students come with me!"

Instead of taking the same road where the main army was, they followed Professor Kettleburn to a steep and narrow path.

It was pitch black on both sides of the path, and it looked a little eerie.

As they reached the end of the path, they were greeted by a black hupo, and on the high hill on the other side of the lake, a majestic castle towered over......

The crowd began to cheer excitedly.

Moored at the edge of the lake, is a row of small boats.

"No more than four people in each boat!" exclaimed Professor Kettleburn.

Matthew, Neville, and Hermione were the first to board the nearest ship.

The follow-up crowd is also crowding over.

The two girls came to Matthew's ship.

"There's only one spot, let's change it, Daphne!" said the girl who walked in front, "not to mention that the Longbottom family is on this ship." ”

With that, she took the other girl's hand and left.

Matthew couldn't help but turn to look at Neville with some curiosity.

"My parents...... and her parents...... There have been some conflicts......" Neville explained softly.

Soon, the boat welcomed its last passenger -

A small, messy-haired, bespectacled imp with a head down.

"Hello!" Hermione greeted him.

The skinny boy only glanced up at them timidly, and quickly lowered his head again.