[HP] Become a new Hogwarts legend

Walking forward along a corridor, Nolen saw a door with "Nolen Lynn Third Grade" written on it. She pushed the door open, and inside was a circular room with a fire in the fireplace and red decorations. There was a high, narrow window beside the velvet four-poster bed, and her suitcase had been brought up and placed beside the bed.

The night was already very late. She finally packed the things in the box and lay on the bed. Now there was only the crackling sound of the fireplace and her own breathing. There was no sound of wind outside the window, and no one was moving outside the door. The voice and even the air were calm and stagnant. She lay on the bed and watched the scattered stars melt into the night and turned into endless black. The fatigue from the day came like a tide. She closed her eyes and let the dream take over. Devoured physically and mentally.

Silver-white wings flapped on both sides of Nolen. They flew through the boundless forest and passed over the vast lake. The wind blew behind their ears, and the rolling mountains kept flashing in front of their eyes.

Nolan didn't know why. He looked down at the cold scales under his hand. It was a young dragon.

The dragon flew faster and faster, and immediately rushed into a group of birds. Countless white wing feathers flapped at her face and neck. She subconsciously wanted to hold on tightly, but it hurt the young dragon underneath her and was overturned. Going down, she suddenly saw a man swooping down towards her, trying to stretch out his hands to catch her as she fell.

No, there's something wrong, it's not like that

There was a distant howling sound in the forest. She stood in the deep valley and watched the silver-white wings disappear behind the undulating mountains.

Not far away, there was a little guy blinking at her with pupil-less white eyes. The pearl-like scales showed iridescent colors and sparkled in the sunlight. Nolen stretched out his hand and gently stroked the young dragon's back. Under his fingertips, The baby dragon's scales feel soft to the touch.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you back." Nolen picked up the baby dragon and stuffed it into his robe, and walked deeper into the valley. Gray rain clouds had gathered above his head, accompanied by dull thunder.

The protein dragon's cave is in the heart of the valley. The closer the baby dragon is in his arms, the stronger the reaction. It can't wait to poke its head out of the robe and howl at the sky. The rumble sounds again. Nolen discovers that this time the sound is not It came from the clouds, but from the valley. She hurriedly ran towards the cave.

A gust of wind blew from behind, followed by a deafening howling sound. A pair of silver-white wings appeared in front of her eyes. Pain hit her. In a daze, she saw a man stumbling towards her.

is that so? No, something is wrong.

"Da da da"

The sound of the brush hitting the drawing board echoed in the air. Nolen turned around to look. The ferocious scars were painted into a cluster of green branches under the brush, extending to her back. The soft touch of the brush made her giggle. laugh.

"Does it look good? How about drawing two more ravens?" Wu Ni's voice sounded from behind, and her laughter stopped suddenly, as if this scene was so incredible.

"What's the matter? Don't go back and tell Hejin that I took you to ride the dragon, and you accepted my candy." Wuni looked a little uneasy looking at her strange expression.

There is no sugar, it’s all fake! Nolen thought angrily.

Nolen gradually regained consciousness. There was darkness around her. The only light was the starlight cast from the round window in the attic. She climbed up on the floor and stumbled to catch the light.

The pain was heartbreaking when she moved. She vaguely remembered seeing the female dragon rushing towards her angrily before she fell into coma. The Australian Proteosaurus almost never attacks humans unless it feels threatened - it thinks its child has been stolen, but in fact the baby is. The dragon had just learned to fly and flew out of the cave while his mother was away, and was picked up by her.

She saved Xiao Long, but she disobeyed Wu Ni’s order forbidding her to go to the dragon farm, and she had to be punished. She didn’t know how long she would have to stay in the solitary room this time. Nolen held the bleeding arm and gently touched the wound. Blow.

A tear fell on the pillow, and Nolen opened her eyes. The world in front of her became blurred because of the tears. The light of dawn entered the room, and she was now sure that she was back to reality.

What about dreams? Which one is reality? Which one is false?

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If there is anything worse than a strange night's dream, it must be waking up late on the first day of school. When Nolen rushed out of the dormitory, there were only a few idle seniors left in the Gryffindor lounge, and now they only had to go to the auditorium. Afraid that there would be nothing to eat, she had to focus more on finding the classroom. Unlike the castle in Durmstrang, the castle in Hogwarts was larger and the corridors were more intricate, especially changing directions. The stairs are unique to Hogwarts, which further aroused Nolen's desire to visit the castle at night.

Nolen's first class at Hogwarts was the Potions class. The Potions teacher was the hook-nosed wizard. His classroom was underground in Hogwarts and connected to his office. Here she was last night She had walked through it once, so the search was relatively easy. However, not everything was as lucky as finding the classroom. She almost walked into the classroom with Professor Snape. When Snape walked to the podium and stood up, she also Stay where you are and don't know what to do

"Do you need your professor to invite you to take a seat, Miss Lynn?" Snape said, "or - do you want to stand here with me and personally demonstrate the effect of the shrinking potion to everyone?"

Nolen quickly waved his hand and looked around. In the classroom, students with red ties and green ties were clearly distinguishable. They sat in their seats in groups of two. Only a boy with a green tie in the corner had an empty seat next to him. Between the strange gazes of the Lanffindor students and the murderous gaze of Snape, she made a choice between her grudges at the academy and her life safety, and decisively chose the latter.

"Hello, my name is Nolen Lynn, please take care of me." Nolen spread the book and greeted the boy.

The boy didn't even raise his head and threw out a name, "Cassius Warrington"

"Lynn, you should know that my Potions class is not for you to make friends." Professor Snape's unkind eyes and the eyes of the two college students pierced her, making her feel helpless.

"Sorry, Professor" Nolen said softly, his face flushed.

As Professor Snape said, they are going to make a shrinking potion today, and after the class is over, everyone needs to hand in a finished product. He threw the operation steps on the blackboard and began to drag his long black cloak around the classroom, staring at them cutting daisy roots and caterpillars. Whenever he stared at someone with his sharp eyes, When he is a student, that student will definitely make some mistakes, and then he will criticize the poor guy mercilessly. While Professor Snape was fuming over a Gryffindor's chopped daisy roots of varying lengths, Warrington suddenly let out a familiar scoff.

"It's really yours, Lynn," he said to Nolen in a low voice. "A pureblood was actually assigned to the lion's den, and even reduced to partnering with a Slytherin."

Nolen, who was peeling the shriveled figs, shook his hand and almost threw the skin into his cauldron. She finally remembered, wasn't this the boy on the second floor who was watching Harry's excitement?

"This has nothing to do with you...Warrington" Nolen put the skin in the palm of his hand, took the peeled and shrunken fig and put it into the crucible.

"Of course it has nothing to do with me." Warrington leaned over and challenged her with a look that didn't deserve a beating. "If I were you, I would definitely want to drop out of school if I was sorted into Gryffindor."

"Not everyone believes that pure blood is the truth." Nolen imagined that the fig peel in the palm of his hand was Warrington's mouth, tearing it with force - tearing it into pieces.

"Hey -" Warrington drawled, "Don't you have any pure-blood dignity? How pitiful."

"Shut up, Warrington!" Noren couldn't bear to push Warrington away, taking the opportunity to mix a little bit of torn fig peel into his messy daisy roots.

Professor Snape finally finished scolding everyone and walked over to them. He lowered his eyes and looked at Nolen's pot of liquid that had turned into light green. The expression on his face showed whether he was satisfied or not.

Suddenly, after adding a handful of daisy roots, Warrington's cauldron quickly turned purple and bubbled. He screamed and kept retreating, attracting everyone's attention.

"Trash!" Snape waved his wand angrily, and the strange purple-red liquid in the crucible disappeared immediately.

"That's not the case, sir! It must be her -" Warrington pointed directly at Nolen, looking furious.

"Shut up!" Professor Snape shouted angrily at Warrington, and then turned his unkind gaze to Nolen. With just one glance, Nolen felt like he had been seen through.

"Did I forget to warn you, Miss Lynn?" Professor Snape waved his wand again with a low face. This time, it was Nolen's successful potion that disappeared. "Put away those shady tricks of yours, don't Thinking of how to show off. Ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor, and Nolen Lynn's results will be invalidated!"

Nolen was stunned. Professor Snape turned around and strode towards the podium. His broad cloak fluttered like the wings of a giant bat. Different eyes shot at her from all directions, including dissatisfaction, pity, and more. Gloating at her misfortune, she continued the Potions lesson calmly, refusing to react no matter how provocative Warrington was. Half an hour later, everyone left the Potions classroom as if running for their lives.

Nolen was slowly packing her belongings behind her. She really couldn't figure out when she had offended this gloomy teacher, and she was even more depressed about her embarrassing situation.

It was lunch time, but Nolen really had no appetite. She walked out against the flow of people, passed through the foyer, and walked through the green hillside. At the end of the hillside was the water of the Black Lake, which was as calm as the sea at dusk. A gust of wind blew from the lake. After passing by, the suffocation in the air finally eased a little. Nolen sat leaning on a tree next to the black lake, staring at the lake in a daze.

This is no different from before, Nolen comforted himself.

Her premature family education left her with little experience in interacting with her peers, especially in a place where she was unfamiliar with her life. Most of the third-year Gryffindors knew each other, and Gryffindor and Slytherin had a natural affinity. Contradictory, she is out of place and cannot learn to cater to others in order to fit in with others.

Nolen is now beginning to miss home, and Victor. Before, she always avoided his Quidditch invitations. After they separated, she missed the joy of flying together. These emotions wore away the freshness that had just arrived, and for a while, an inexplicable sourness surged from my heart to the tip of my nose.

As soon as noon passed, time passed very quickly. She saw Hermione, Harry and Ron walking past the Black Lake towards the greenhouse over there. In fact, she should have said hello to the three people passing by, but now she was just saying hello to the other three. On one side, he shrank and tried to block himself with a thick tree trunk.

"Look who this is"

"A poisonous snake that has slipped into the lion's den"

Two identical faces suddenly appeared in front of Nolen, and she was so frightened that she threw the book out of her hand. One of the twins picked up the book and dusted it thoughtfully before putting it back into her hand.

"Are you guys okay?" Nolen put the book in his bag and looked at the twins warily. She didn't think she had a good impression in their eyes.

"We heard about your masterpiece in Potions class today." Fred applauded her. "It was a great job."

"The third-year Gryffindor told us how wonderful his expression was at that time," George continued, "Warrington should be taught a lesson."

After listening to the two brothers gloating about Warrington's misfortune, Nolen let down his guard, and even his depression suddenly dissipated a lot.

"You taught Warrington a lesson for us, and this candy is a thank you gift." Fred stretched out his hand, and there was a colorful candy in his hand.

Nolen didn't know how to react for a moment. He was stunned when George took his hand to accept the candy, and reflexively stuffed it into his pocket.

"Don't you want to taste it?" George quickly held her hand to stop her, "Quickly try it."

Under the gaze of the two of them, Nolen opened the candy wrapper doubtfully. She guessed that the orange candy inside might be orange flavor. As soon as she put it in her mouth, the situation began to develop in an uncontrollable direction - she suddenly realized that she was again I was fooled by these two people.

Her stomach suddenly began to churn, and a strong sense of nausea rushed up her throat uncontrollably. She turned around quickly and started retching, but she hadn't eaten since morning, no matter how nauseous she was. Can only spit out some water.

"Oh - I'm so sorry, Miss Lynn." Fred laughed so hard that he almost couldn't stand up straight. He slapped George on the shoulder to see the joke, "Why did you give our little invention as a gift to this little poisonous snake? Woolen cloth"

But soon the two couldn't laugh anymore. All their inventions had been tried on themselves. The finished spit candy would expire in less than a minute, but Nolen's reaction was stronger than anyone who had tried it.

She leaned against the tree behind her, her face was abnormally flushed due to the violent vomiting, and fine beads of sweat protruded from her forehead. She covered her mouth tightly with both hands, and her exposed eyes were covered with mist. George suddenly Thinking of the salamander in the fire.

"Should we send her to the hospital wing?" Fred poked George, who was suddenly in a daze, and pointed at Nolen and asked.

The two people looked at each other, one carried the bag, and the other picked up Nolen around the waist, and ran to the hospital wing. Nolen leaned on George's shoulder and kept retching along the way, wanting to vomit out his stomach.

"Oh, it's you again, it's the first day of school!" Madam Pomfrey placed Nolen on the bed and angrily yelled at the two brothers, "I told you not to always use curses on your classmates! "

She gently tapped Nolen's body with the wand. Nolen's frown gradually relaxed, but his face was still pale.

"How long have you been eating, girl?" Madam Pomfrey said, putting a cup of hot tea mixed with a demulcent to Noren's mouth. "You'd better spend the night here tonight."

"We didn't expect this." George spread his hands and looked very puzzled, "We have tried all those things."

"The curse hurts everyone differently." Madam Pomfrey waved her hands to drive them away. "She needs to rest now. You two leave immediately."

The effect of the palliative had begun to take effect. Nolen raised his heavy eyelids and saw Madam Pomfrey driving the Weasley brothers out. She finally couldn't hold on and fell asleep. When she woke up again, the surroundings were already dark. , Madam Pomfrey stepped out of the darkness and thrust a plate of sandwiches into her hands.

"Don't eat too much, you haven't eaten all day"

Madam Pomfrey gave a few simple instructions and then returned to the office, and silence returned to the hospital wing.

Nolen imagined that the sandwich on the plate was the Weasleys and Warrington, and took a big bite.

"Damn Warrington, why didn't the shrinking potion spray on his nail-sized head?" Nolen swallowed a mouthful of sandwich, "I guess that would have left him with only one mouth. This is not a medical accident."

"And those evil twins, I must open their skulls next time to see what's inside." Nolen split a piece of ham with a fork, "You are full of bad ideas, you two bastards."

"She said you were a bastard, did you hear that, George?"

"And you, brother"

"Ah -" Nolen screamed in fright at the sudden appearance of two people. The two brothers quickly covered her mouth and pushed her to the bed, "How did you get in?"

"It's too easy to avoid Madam Pomfrey," said Fred, "but it's not easy to listen to some little snake scolding people."

"Who scolded you?" Nolen tilted his head guiltily, holding back and not looking at them.

"Why not you, Miss Viper?" Fred looked innocent, as if he was really worried about being attacked by a girl. "After all, we have to pay attention to the skull when we meet again."

"That's terrible, Fred." George stood up. The girl's soft hair was a little messy because she had just woken up. It looked good to the touch. He stretched out his hand and rubbed it hard, then pushed her to the knees like a prank. on "I think more than one Slytherin wants to do this, do you really not need the Malfoy family's help, Miss Lynn?"

After saying that, the two people disappeared into the night again, the door creaked, and the hospital wing returned to calm again.

Everything was screwed up - they must have thought I was one of those pure-blooded lunatics.

Darkness surrounded her again. Nolen looked at the direction in which they disappeared, with tears in his red eyes that never fell.