Hogwarts: Muscular Justice

Chapter two,

The time to go to Hogwarts was spent in chatting. After arriving at school, while sitting on the carriage pulled by the Thestral, the topic of the four of them finally returned from all over the world to find something for Charlie. Such girlfriends, now the targets they are looking for for Charlie are eleven-year-old girls who have not yet entered school.

"What do you think of this year's freshmen?"

"I heard that a little girl from the Abbot family came to Hogwarts this year. I remember that every time their children entered school, they were the first to wear the sorting hat." Alex said what he knew information.

"If you change your last name, you might be able to put on the sorting hat before the Abbott family." Alex's brother Bahar punched him.

"Forget it, before I entered school, my parents told me that if I wanted to be sorted into Gryffindor, I would have to lift a thirty-five-pound battle ax with one hand and charge at an adult troll; and entering Slytherin's request is to recite the process of making Polyjuice Potion in Parseltongue." Charlie shook his head.

"But you were sorted into Hufflepuff in the end." Klein pointed out.

"That's because my parents said that if I can't pass the exams of Gryffindor, Slytherin and Ravenclaw, I will be admitted to Hufflepuff, and Hufflepuff will not reject any student." Charlie Spread your hands.

"That's great. Our parents told us that if no academy wanted us, we would be sent home and laugh about the memory of coming to Hogwarts. Where's Klein? It's been three years, you It seems that he has never spoken about his thoughts before being sorted."

"I had no idea. I was very hungry at that time and all I could think about was eating. And before I came to school, I didn't know there was such a thing as sorting."

"Oh, that's really... good luck."

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In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, the sorting ceremony began.

"You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge a book by its cover,

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Because I am a thinking magic hat! "

From the moment the Sorting Hat started singing, Klein closed his eyes. He didn't open them until he heard the Sorting Hat's rap. What did the copied and pasted stuff mean?

When the Sorting Hat finished singing, there was thunderous applause. The Sorting Hat laughed, bowed to the four tables, and then stood still.

Professor McGonagall took two steps forward, holding a roll of parchment in her hand, "Whoever's name I call now will put on his hat, sit on the stool, and wait for the sorting."

"Hannah Abbott!" Professor McGonagall called out the first name, and Klein and his roommates also called out the name at the dining table.

"Oye, you guessed it right, the Aibo family is indeed the first."

Hannah Abbott, a little girl with two golden braids walked out of the queue and put on the sorting hat, which just covered her eyes.

Sorting Hat: "Hufflepuff!"

Klein and the surrounding students stood up and applauded the new Hufflepuff classmates.

"Susan Bones."

Branching is still going on...

As the last few students were sorted, the white-bearded man sitting in the middle of the teacher's chair stood up. This old man named Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore , the most respected white wizard and the headmaster of Hogwarts.

"Welcome!" Dumbledore clapped his hands; "Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year! Before starting, I want to say a few words, that is: Idiot! Cry! Residue! Screw it!"

Klein has been hearing this sentence for several years. He has never understood what Dumbledore meant. The principal doesn't want to think about it anymore. Why waste those brain cells? He has seen so many different things in his previous life. Who can truly understand Dumbledore's thoughts?

As Dumbledore sat down, dinner prepared by house elves appeared on every table.

Roast beef, lamb chops, pork chops... typical Western dinners, but thankfully Dumbledore didn't let these house elves study famous British dishes like looking up at the stars.

As a person who exercises regularly, Klein still needs to take in a lot of energy. When the members of their muscle modification department put down their knives and forks, Dumbledore began to speak again.

The content of the speech is very simple, to summarize:

First, you are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest.

Second, don't use magic in the corridor during class.

Third, if you want to sign up for the Quidditch Academy team, remember to sign up quickly.

Fourth, if you don’t want to die, don’t wander around in the corridor on the right hand side of the fourth floor.

After dinner, Dumbledore instructed the prefects of each house to take the students back to the common room where their students were.

The entrance to the Hufflepuff common room and the Hogwarts kitchen are both underground and on the same level. Perhaps Helga Hufflepuff had her students in mind when she built the school. Love of food.

The door to the common room is a pile of large wooden barrels placed on a dark stone trough. You need to tap the bottom of the second barrel in the middle of the second row according to a specific rhythm, and the lid will unscrew and you can enter Hufflepah. Strange.

If the rhythm of the knocking is wrong, or the wrong barrel is struck, the barrel next to it will explode, spraying vinegar all over the person who struck the wrong barrel.

Walking through the entryway, you'll find that Hufflepuff's dormitory is a rather comfortable, homely place.

The college's common room is a large, plain, round room.

Although the ceiling is low, the sun shines brightly on a clear day, and dandelions and swaying grass can be seen through the round windows.

The four people returned to the dormitory and quickly went to sleep. Hogwarts is different from the Muggle world. There are not so many interesting evening activities. The most they can do is play chess and read books. For Klein, this is not as good as sleep.

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The next day, Klein got up early as usual, while his roommates were still sleeping.

Klein raised his hand and considered the time. It was 6:10 in the morning. The gathering time of the Muscle Modification Department was 6:25. The breakfast time at Hogwarts was 8:00 to 8:30, and then the first meeting at 9:00. Lesson, no rush.

After getting dressed, Klein quickly went out and jogged all the way to the door of the auditorium.

In addition to the members of the Muscle Transformation Department, there were other people at the door of the auditorium.

"Good morning, Klein." Two voices, or one voice, could be said. Anyway, the twins looked like a two-headed conjoined man.

"Good morning, Fred, George. From what I know about you, you wouldn't get up so early unless you didn't sleep at all last night."

"Oh, Merlin's Iron Pants, school has started now, and we already had enough sleep during the summer vacation, so why sleep for so long during the school days."

"Yes, our time at Hogwarts should be spent on adventures, not things like sleeping."

"Then I can give you an idea. Maybe you can try to put your feet on the plate while eating and try to see if it will be transported to the kitchen, just like our dinner is transported from the kitchen to the dining table. "

"That's a really good idea, but now, we're going to have fun with the people in your club."

"Oh! Merlin's dentures, you actually want to train with us, then you must not quit midway and at least complete one stage."

"Oh! That's not possible. Our main mission is to take risks, and we can't train with you all the time. Goodbye, my dear friend Klein." The Weasley brothers left quickly.

"Everyone. Start warming up. Be back here in fifteen minutes."

Not all members of the Muscle Transformation Department came to participate in this training. Many people were still adjusting to their jet lag, especially the students from the Muggle world.

There are a lot of things to do in the Muggle world, and there is no homework to occupy their time in Hogwarts. The schedule of these students basically follows that of China and even Baga Kingdom, and now they need to adjust it.

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