Snakes at Hogwarts

Following the crowd of people pushing and shoving in the aisle, Andros and his group walked out of the car door and looked at the surrounding environment with curiosity.

This is a small and dilapidated platform. It is pitch dark and cannot be seen clearly. Not far away, a dim streetlight is shining alone, making it look like a quiet ghost village.

"Thank you just now, Ender." Taking a breath of the cold night air, Hermione shivered slightly.

When they were about to get off the bus, Andros stood behind the girl and helped her withstand the constant pushing and frolicking flow of people.

"I promised Mr. Granger to take good care of you."

Looking at Hermione who was shivering from the cold, Andros pulled out his wand and muttered a few spells in a low voice. A stream of bright blue flames spurted out from the tip of Andros' wand and continued to gather into a ball in the air. The small fireball finally flew into Hermione's hand.

The fireball jumped up and down, exuding a warm but not hot temperature, and the shiny blue flames were very eye-catching at night.

“Isn’t this much better?”

"Where did you learn this spell? I haven't seen it in standard spells."

"Selected Magic Spells for Innovation in the [-]th Century. I read this book in Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. This spell was mentioned in it, so I simply tried it."

What Andros used was the blue bellflower fire spell that Hermione used in the original book to keep warm, dispel the devil's net, and burnt Snape's robes in the first year.

Since Hermione in the original book was able to cast it skillfully in the first grade, it can be seen that this is not such a difficult spell.

In fact, Andros was now able to skillfully cast most of the spells he would learn in first grade, and he could even perform some complex offensive spells with skill.

His talent is already good, and coupled with a well-matched wand, the effect can be far more than one plus one equals two.

"It's amazing. I want to learn this spell too." Hermione couldn't put it down and stroked the flame in her hand.

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you. When my transformation skills get better, maybe I can transform the flames." Andros touched the girl's little head.

Likewise, this bright blue fireball also attracted everyone's attention. In addition to the freshmen gathered on the platform, some old students who had not yet left also looked here with interest.

"Who is that boy? Isn't he a new student? Why is he releasing a spell before school starts?"

"Who knows, maybe he is a young man from a certain family. Have you seen that curse?"

"No, Merlin knows what spell he used."

"Then why don't you go to the library and look it up? I see this spell is quite convenient."

"I don't want to go there without the homework assigned by the professor. Let's go quickly. We're going to freeze to death."

A few senior students who sounded like Gryffindors were laughing and joking as they walked towards the other end of the station.

Except for those students who are about to graduate, or face the ordinary wizard level examination and the ultimate wizard examination, or the Ravenclaws who love to read, most of the other students at Hogwarts spend their time on adventures, pranks, and laughter. , and talk about falling in love.

Children of this age like to play. No one likes to spend all day in the library reading books thicker than bricks, or practicing spells over and over again in an empty classroom.

Unless it's on the eve of final exams.

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"Do you know any boy?"

Seeing Harry staring at Andros intently, a boy with fiery red hair next to Harry asked strangely. He had freckles on his face and a long and big nose that was red. It seemed that he had just used The paper towel wiped violently.

"That's right, I met him once in the bookstore in Diagon Alley."

Harry himself didn't know what to say. Should he tell Ron that he walked over rashly and wanted to make friends with them, but ended up disturbing their reading and studying?

That would be too stupid.

"I guess like that Malfoy, he comes from some damn big family." Ron's tone sounded sour as he looked at Andros, who had attracted his attention.

"He seems to be a wizard who grew up in the Muggle world just like me."

"How is that possible, man, you must have made a mistake." Ron shook his head firmly.

It was really hard for him to accept that a Muggle-born wizard of his own age could be so outstanding.

The freshmen soon stopped paying attention to what was happening on Andros' side, because their attention was focused on a tall figure walking towards the station carrying a lantern.

He walked very slowly, but each step could take the distance of four or five steps for ordinary people.

Through the dim light, Andros finally saw the face of the visitor clearly. It was Hagrid, a giant four to five meters tall.

He looked stronger than three or four adults put together. His hands were as big as trash can lids, and the lantern looked like a glowing toy in his hands.

"First-year students, all first-year students, come to me, Harry, we meet again, come over here, okay?" Hagrid's rough voice continued to echo on the dark platform.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. I just had something to do. Okay, are the first-year students here? All the freshmen come with me."

"Are we really going to go with him? I mean, he looks a bit scary." Neville looked hesitant.

It's not his fault. After all, on such a night, with such a dilapidated and almost abandoned platform, and a hairy giant, it is easy to think of a plot that only appears in horror novels.

"We can only follow him, can't we?"

"And look at Neville, doesn't that savior Potter also know him? Don't worry, maybe this big guy is just a big guy with a ferocious appearance and a simple heart."

Under the leadership of Hagrid, they marched hard along a dark, muddy winding path. The team was very quiet because almost every new student's face was full of nervousness and apprehension. They didn't say a word, only There were sparse footsteps and the sound of the wind blowing on the branches.

Except for Andros, who didn't show much nervousness.

It seems that sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing, because if you know too much about the plot, you will lose your expectations for the future.

"Turn around here and you can see Hogwarts for the first time."

With a loud wow sound, they finally saw the haunting castle.

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Around AD 990, in order to build the best magic school in the world, the four greatest wizards and wizards at that time, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin, jointly founded Hogwarts. Magic school.

Together they built today's Hogwarts Castle and used magic to completely erase it from the map to block the prying eyes of the Muggle Holy See.

Every year, they bring back children with magical talents from outside and teach them according to their own ideas.

In that era when Muggles were generally afraid of magic and wizards were hiding from capture by Muggles, the appearance of Hogwarts undoubtedly lit a bonfire to guide people forward in the long dark night.

The Magical History of Bathilda Bagshot