Hogwarts wizard

Jellal was about to go find Professor McGonagall. After walking less than a hundred meters, an owl flew over and a letter fell on Jellal's hand.

Professor McGonagall had something to take care of, so he asked himself to go to platform nine and three-quarters of King's Road Station on September 1st. There would be a train to Hogwarts at eleven o'clock sharp.

Jellal sighed.

He bought a lot of books today, especially those about ancient magic texts, as well as about animals and plants. He could take advantage of this time to study on his own.

"Hermione?"

When Jellal was about to leave Diagon Alley, he happened to bump into Hermione, who was holding a thick stack of books in her hands.

There was also a fat cat accompanying him.

"Jeral? Have you received an invitation to Hogwarts too?"

Jellal nodded.

Hermione raised her head, "Oh my God...your excellence puts me under a lot of pressure every time."

Jellal spread his hands, "Is there anything else you haven't bought?"

"I've already bought it, let's go."

The things Hermione bought were all from the appendix, and they were all relatively cheap. Her father was a barber and was considered a small asset in the Muggle world, but he could only scrape together the money to buy items.

Jellal took what was in Hermione's hand, and the two walked out of Diagon Alley together.

……

Time flew by, and on September 1st, Jellal and Hermione arrived at Hogwarts.

They first took the train at platform nine and three-quarters, and then took the boat for a while.

Entering the gate of Hogwarts, McGonagall was already waiting for them at the stairs.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, in a moment you will pass through these doors and be with your seniors.

Before you take your seats, you will be sorted into different houses, including Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.

……

Performing well can add points to the house, and making mistakes will deduct points accordingly. At the end of the year, the house with the highest score can win the College Cup..."

In this regard, Jellal thinks this is a good method, with rewards and punishments, although he does not particularly understand the rules yet.

After McGonagall finished speaking, she glanced at Harry and Jellal, nodded and turned around to leave.

"It looks like Harry Potter is coming to Hogwarts, just as they said."

The one who spoke was the blond-haired Draco Malfoy. As a veteran pure-blood wizard family, they were always aloof.

Malfoy stood in front of Harry, "My name is Malfoy, noble Malfoy..."

At this moment, Ron, standing next to Harry, laughed.

"My name is funny?"

Malfoy glanced at Ron and continued, "You don't have to tell me who you are.

He has red hair and an old robe passed down from his family. It looks like he belongs to the Weasley family.

Harry, some people are born to be superior to others, don't hang out with these shabby people..."

"Malfoy, don't cause trouble."

It was Hermione who spoke, and Jellal held his forehead. This nosy setting must have been set wrongly by God.

"Who are you."

"Hermione Granger."

Hearing this, Malfoy laughed directly, "Sorry, I don't want to meet wizards who came out of Muggles."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and his two followers, Goyle and Crabbe, walked up to Hermione. Jellal watched their movements and directly protected Hermione behind him.

"Another little wizard who came out of some Muggle pile? He claims to be excellent?"

Malfoy looked at Jellal in front of him, he looked familiar, but he was sure he didn't recognize him.

"Jerald Dilaps." When Jellal finished speaking, everyone started talking.

"From the Dilaps family..."

"This time Malfoy kicked the iron plate..."

But before there was any movement, McGonagall came back. She patted Malfoy on the back and motioned for him to get out of the way.

Malfoy stepped aside quickly.

Harry looked at Ron next to him, "Do you know the Dilaps family?"

Ron nodded and glanced at Mag, "I'll tell you later."

Jellal followed the freshmen's team to the hall of Hogwarts. There were four long tables in the hall, with cutlery placed on them, and some white candles floating under the ceiling, scattered but orderly.

"Each table represents a college." Hermione approached Jellal and said.

Jellal approached Hermione, "How do you know?"

Hermione spread her hands, "Are you reading Ancient Runes and Potions, and haven't you read the history of Hogwarts?"

Jellal was a little embarrassed, that was true. He was immersed in various animals, plants and ancient magic texts. As for the rest...

It’s not that I haven’t watched it, it should be said that I haven’t had time to watch it yet.

During the sorting ceremony, Jellal looked at the Sorting Hat with its mouth wide open. The magical world was indeed magical.

"Jerald Dilaps..."

Jellal sat on the chair, waiting for the Sorting Hat's decision.

"It's amazing, there are so many symbols in your mind, even I can't see through you..."

"Can you know what other people are thinking?"

Jellal felt scared for a while. He had too many secrets, but fortunately the Sorting Hat didn't see it.

However, the Sorting Hat did not answer Jellal's words.

"The Dillaps are all excellent Slytherins.

Your standing up for your friends, your friendship and your bravery, Gryffindor is not bad either..."

"I choose Gryffindor."

Jellal had fragments of interstellar history in his mind, and he didn't think Slytherin was a good choice, especially being on the opposite side of Hermione, which was not what he wanted. They were friends.

"Okay, Gryffindor!"

The Sorting Hat shouted loudly, the sound covering the entire hall.

"Geral, I'm Ron, Ron Weasley."

"I'm Harry Potter."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Jerald Delaps."

Neville said excitedly, "Geral, are you really from the Dillaps family? That family is known as the noblest among pure bloods, and even the Malfoy family has to look up to it."

After finishing speaking, he approached Jellal and asked, "Do you really have that thing at home?"

The Dilaps family is a pure-blood family, but it is not among the twenty-eight sacred families. Their light makes other families look small.

Everyone in the family is an excellent Slytherin, and they are maverick and do not like to have too much contact with others.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are selfish and do not take others seriously, but in the eyes of everyone in the Dilaps family, it is their pride and honor, which cannot be desecrated or violated.

Jellal spread his hands, "It's true that it's the family you mentioned, but I didn't grow up there, so you don't need to look at me the way they look at me. As for that thing, I don't know..."

Neville didn't hesitate. After all, that thing had been talked about for many years and no one had seen it. Maybe it was just a legend.

Ron glanced at Hermione, who was sitting next to Jellal, and nodded. No one else would be willing to be friends with a wizard from a Muggle family.

Just like Malfoy, he even looked down on the Weasleys.

The Weasleys are also a pure-blood family, but they don't think it's an honor.

The sorting ceremony ended quickly, and the newly admitted little wizards all sat in their seats in the college, waiting for the dean to speak.